Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 802 Turn-Based Combat

The imperial city, the top of the Dragon Peak, where the supreme beings of the past dynasties worshiped the heavens.

A huge golden dragon chair was placed at the top of the steps in front of the main hall, thousands of martial arts people lined up on both sides, and the dragon flags were flying fiercely, solemnly and solemnly.

On the periphery of the martial arts heroes present at the scene, there are hundreds of ghosts from Wushenjue Palace. They control everything on the scene to prevent people from making trouble.

Wearing a dragon robe, Jue Xin pretended to be the supreme martial artist standing quietly beside the dragon chair. Beside him was a servant holding a tray with jade seals on it.

When the auspicious time arrived, Jue Wushen, who also wore a dragon robe, appeared at the end of the queue, and the martial arts heroes lined up on both sides raised their fists and shouted, "Supreme... Supreme... Supreme..."

Jue Wushen walked slowly to the dragon chair amidst the shouts of the martial arts heroes, turned around and looked at the martial arts heroes below, a kind of domineering arrogance emerged spontaneously.

After enjoying the feeling of being watched for a while, Jue Wushen turned around and faced Jue Xin pretending to be the Supreme.

Jue Xin smiled and nodded slowly, sideways picked up the jade seal and handed it into the hands of Jue Wushen, who held the jade seal in one hand and raised it high.

At this moment, Jue Wushen's face changed drastically. Looking at the wall behind the square in front of the hall, there was a sound of clothes fluttering, and a group of eight people jumped in from behind the wall and landed in the center of the square.

The eight people are: Wuming, Jianchen, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Xiehuang, Zhuhuang, Second Meng, and Dugumeng.

Holding a peerless sword and wearing a red cloak, Bu Jingyun pointed at Jue Wushen and shouted angrily: "Jue Wushen, you will definitely not achieve great success today."

Stretching out the nameless sword finger, an invisible sword qi shot out, but this sword qi was aimed at the false Supreme.

Wuming's control of the true energy has reached a subtle level. The sword energy just destroyed the human skin mask on Juexin's face, revealing his true face without harming him at all. The martial arts heroes were in an uproar.

"That person is not the real Supreme."

"what on earth is it?"

"That's what I'm saying! The Supreme Being has done a good job, how could he suddenly become Zen?"

"It turns out that this is a conspiracy by Absolute God."

"Clang clang..."

The hundreds of Guichaluo surrounding him quickly reacted. After the sound of weapons being unsheathed, Guichaluo rushed into the arena like a black cloud, surrounding Wuming and the others.

Seeing this, those martial arts heroes, although a small number of people wanted to help Wuming and them, most of them were unwilling to get involved in the battle between the two sides, and as a result, the small group of people was carried out of the square by the majority of people .

In fact, the people in the martial arts present here are all second- and third-rate ordinary martial artists, and they are called by no gods to support the scene.

Because the sects and characters who are really capable in Shenzhou Wulin have all been arrested by Jue Wushen and put in prison. Those who can pose a threat to Wushen Jue Palace and Jue Wushen, and dare to fight against them, are the eight in the field. personal.

Jue Wushen saw that the fake supreme being was exposed, and his succession ceremony was regarded as a joke, he was furious at the moment, and burst into tears: "Wu Ming, since you spoiled my good deeds, I want you all to die here today, leaving no one behind. "

"Hahahaha... This sentence is exactly what I want to give you. All the Dongying people who entered Shenzhou today will die, and none will be left. Xiaohuo, those ghosts will be handed over to you."

"Roar……"

As soon as Ju Wu Shen Shen's voice fell, a clear and clear voice with echo came from the sky, followed by a loud roar that shook the sky.

Jue Wushen and all the ghosts raised their heads together, and when they saw the situation in mid-air, they couldn't help but turn pale in shock, Jue Wushen's pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a trembling voice: "What the hell is that?"

Ouyang Fei jumped down from the back of the fire unicorn and landed lightly in front of Wuming and the others. However, the fire unicorn did not come down. After its soul-stirring roar, its body burst into blazing flames with a "whoosh".

Today's Fire Qilin is no longer the trash that anyone could chop it with in the original drama. After being taught the innate magical powers of the Qilin clan by the Zhuxian World Spirit Master, the Fire Qilin's power as a divine beast can finally be fully displayed.

Amidst the roar of the fire unicorn, the situation suddenly changed, the sky and the earth were completely dark, and the scorching wind howled sharply, rolled over the top of the Dragon Peak, and shocked all the humans in the square.

Nie Feng said with concern: "If the Huo Qilin I met back then was as powerful as it is now, I'm afraid I would have been wiped out long ago."

Xiehuang and Wuming also sighed in admiration. They are worthy of being ancient beasts. How can manpower compete with such power?

"Roar"

As the fire unicorn roared again, the flames on its body blazed into a sky-reaching fire pillar, as thick as two people hugging each other, the flames condensed and did not disperse, circled around its body for a circle, and then fell down in the air.

Driven by the Huo Qilin, the pillar of fire was like a swimming dragon, several tens of feet long, and rushed towards Guichaluo who had started to flee in all directions.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Whoosh..."

Amidst Gui Chaluo's desperate screams, the fire pillar swept across the square. Gui Chaluo who was directly touched by the fire pillar instantly turned into flying ashes and disappeared from the world. Those who were a little further away also seemed to be touched. The lit torch burned brightly and turned into charcoal a moment later.

Jue Wushen looked at this scene in despair, at this moment he didn't even dare to run away, because he knew that there was no way for him to run away.

Ouyang Fei waved his hand and released the Psychic Barrier, covering Wuming and the others in it. Pillars of fire hovered around them, but they didn't feel even a trace of heat.

Gui Chaluo fled into the hall, but it was still useless, the pillar of fire flew in, burning them to ashes.

In less than a stick of incense, there were only nine people left in the square, including Ouyang Fei, Wuming, and Jue Wushen, Jue Xin, and Jue Tian father and son.

"Roar"

After the ghost chaluo was burned, the fire unicorn let out a roar, the pillar of fire submerged into its body again, and the flames all subsided. The fire unicorn stepped on the auspicious clouds and landed on the ground beside Ouyang Fei.

Wuming, Evil Emperor and others subconsciously moved two steps to the side, further away from Huo Qilin. Nie Feng, Er Meng, Dugu Meng, and Zhu Huang, who were already familiar with Huo Qilin, did not move.

Ouyang Fei patted Huo Qilin on the head in satisfaction, and praised: "Good job, the efficiency is quite high."

"Roar"

"..."

Wuming and the others glanced at Ouyang Fei speechlessly. The efficiency was indeed very high. There were hundreds of ghosts. Time to clean yo.

After Ouyang Fei praised Huo Qilin, he looked at Jue Wushen, with a playful smile on his lips, and said: "Jue Wushen, I heard that your immortal golden body is very powerful, just right, I also understand A magical technique for protecting the body."

"I'll give you a chance. Let's have a turn-based battle. As long as you survive five rounds without dying, I'll let you go. How about it?"

Jue Wushen focused his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "What is turn-based combat?"

Ouyang Fei stepped forward slowly and explained: "It's very simple. Let's each use the magic power of body protection and stand facing each other. If you attack me with a move, I can't dodge it. I can only resist with the magic power of body protection."

"Then I attack you again, and you do the same. In this way, it is considered a round. Whoever falls first in the end will lose, how?"

Jue Wushen's eyes flickered slightly. In fact, he had no choice at all, and his killing punch was already won by force, and the change was not subtle. This kind of turn-based battle can even display the power of killing punch.

Thinking of this, Jue Wushen said in a deep voice: "Okay, what a turn-based battle, but I don't know, who will take action first, you or me?"

Ouyang Fei shrugged and said, "You are a guest from afar. Although you are a bad guest, I should also fulfill my duty as a landlord. I will let you take action first."

(End of this chapter)