Chapter 1,334: The Powerful Faceless

Above the sky, destructive energy fluctuations collided everywhere, stirring up the wind and clouds, sometimes condensing into a huge vortex of dark clouds, plunging the imperial capital of Liang into an eternal night, and sometimes disappearing, with spiritual light scattering everywhere, illuminating every street and alley in the imperial capital, alternating between brightness and darkness.

There were figures in every household, looking up at the sky above the imperial city. They knew that someone was fighting with the imperial master and others in the imperial city, and as long as the imperial master and his group were defeated, Liang would usher in a new peace.

The imperial city, at this moment, was like a desolate land, with houses collapsed, imperial walls collapsed, and a scene of messy ruins.

Like a human catastrophe, the peak duel between the evil emperor and the master of the Wanchao Pavilion caused a terrible disaster beyond imagination.

Although Wumian had already opened the demon soul state, and his realm was four levels higher than Bai Chen, as the battle continued, he finally discovered that Bai Chen's previous battles, even the move of "all hopelessness", were actually deliberately hiding his strength.

Boom!

Another palm strike, the two of them pulled back and distanced themselves. Wumian looked down at his charred palm, and when he looked up, his old face was extremely gloomy: "Good, you evil emperor, now is your real ability!"

He seemed to be fooled at this moment, and the previous arrogance was completely gone, replaced by deep anger.

Moreover, a six-star star realm strongman couldn't take down a two-star star realm kid. If this was spread back to Wanchao Pavilion, he would have no face to see anyone in the future.

His eyes turned slightly, Wumian gradually raised his hand, and the handprint danced again, leaving a residual image.

As his handprint condensed into shape, the wind and snow in the sky became more fierce. In such cold, if Bai Chen hadn't been protected by the Chaos Holy Flame, he would have been frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Evil Emperor Baichen, I have been ordered by the Lord God King to deal with you. You won't have the slightest chance of winning today!" Wumian's old face twisted into a hideous look, and the majestic spiritual power formed a snow-white ice sculpture hanging in the sky.

"Go!"

With the wave of the faceless old man's hand, the huge ice sculpture instantly rushed towards Bai Chen.

Looking at this unusual ice sculpture, Bai Chen's eyes became more and more sharp, holding the Wind God Sword in the air.

Bang!

The tip of the ice sculpture finally hit the sword of the Wind God Sword fiercely, and the majestic and amazing force actually took Bai Chen all the way back.

The ice sculpture was dozens of feet long, but the power was as heavy as millions of mountains, which could crush the world and make Bai Chen unable to compete.

By now, Bai Chen also knew that this faceless old man didn't actually use his full strength.

Now, the faceless man is really serious!

Strongly supporting the huge ice sculpture to retreat all the way in the air, just when Bai Chen was about to use his super god power to compete, a heat wave suddenly rushed from the room behind him, and then Chu Junran's figure suddenly came to his side, and the Heaven-Slaying Burning Flame Sword with a powerful blue flame pressed against the ice sculpture together with Bai Chen.

The sudden appearance of the red-dressed woman made Wumian's old eyes tremble. When he looked far away, he found that the Equator Man had been killed by the woman, and his body was in the ruins of the imperial city.

"This woman...!"

The Equator Man was a star-level expert that Wumian had finally recruited. Now he was dead, which made Wumian furious.

"Bai Chen!" "Junran."

Bai Chen and Chu Junran looked at each other, and at the same time, a knowing smile appeared in their eyes. As the Wind God Sword and the Heaven-Slaying Flame Sword crossed and collided, the two of them poured out their spiritual power at the same time.

"Ancient Twin Swords!"

The two shouted in unison, and the ice sculpture of dozens of feet suddenly burst into thousands of blue rays, and finally collapsed with a bang, exploding into ice chips all over the sky.

Staring at Chu Junran, whose little face was as cold as peerless ice, Wumian couldn't help but look gloomy.

If this woman joined in, the chances of winning would really be beyond expectations.

Although he didn't know who Chu Junran was, just by the cyan flames on her body and the phoenix skills she just performed, Wumian could be sure that this girl must be the descendant of the Phoenix Temple!

The Phoenix Temple, the ancient Suzaku lineage, Wumian had never seen it with his own eyes, but he was born in the Northern Territory and had heard his master mention it since he was a child. The Suzaku Emperor back then was a more powerful and terrifying existence than the Xuanwu Emperor!

"Bai Chen, are you okay?" Chu Junran asked with some concern after her beautiful eyes fell on Bai Chen.

"It's okay, it's not that easy for this old ghost to beat me." Bai Chen smiled calmly, and he hadn't used his super god power yet.

"It's good that you're okay, then let's kill this old monster of Wanchao Pavilion together!" The Zhutian Burning Flame Sword was raised, and a faint cyan phoenix quickly emerged on the surface of Chu Junran's body.

Seeing this cyan phoenix that seemed to be possessed, Bai Chen couldn't help but frown.

Isn't this the spiritual skill of Suzaku back then?

It seems that Junran is gradually approaching the level of Suzaku. I really hope that she can reach or even surpass the Suzaku Emperor in the future, so that Bai Chen can enjoy the passionate battle again!

In his eyes, Chu Junran will always be his opponent, and will grow with him and strive for the top of the continent together!

His eyes fell on Chu Junran with some obscurity, and the murderous intent in Wumian's eyes surged: "I advise you not to meddle in the affairs of my Wanchao Pavilion, otherwise when the disaster comes, neither you nor the Fengshen Temple behind you can bear the consequences!"

"He's here, I'm here. If he dies, I, Chu Junran, will never live alone!" Chu Junran's indifferent voice reached Bai Chen's ears, making his heart beat.

Junran...

Seeing that Chu Junran was determined to live and die with Bai Chen, Wumian's old face was ferocious for a moment, and then he fell silent.

He was able to become the Lord of Wanchao Pavilion, so he was naturally not a fool. He knew how many infatuated men and women in this world were willing to live and die together.

"Oh, very good, Evil Emperor, Chu Junran, you dare to compete with my Wanchao Pavilion, but you don't know that in the eyes of my Wanchao Pavilion, any force in the world is nothing!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wumian's body burst out with surging spiritual power fluctuations again. The storm formed by the wind and snow had wrapped him up. The ice storm that rushed straight to the sky stirred the sky as if it was about to be frozen, and spread out layers of ice rings, which made people shiver when they looked at it.

Feeling Wumian's surging momentum, Chu Junran's cold and beautiful face gradually became solemn. This strong man was simply the strongest person she had ever met in her life. It seemed that she would have a tough battle today.