Perfect World: Foreign Land Is King

Chapter 75 ends.

"Take my move and I will spare your life."

Cang Wu's expression was indifferent, and he was about to show his true feelings. Instead, he held a blood spear in his right hand. The magnificent blood energy of the heavenly spirit manifested many strange phenomena, and pieces of terrifying demonic flames burned, just like the birth of the day of destruction, causing great terror.

He swung the bloody spear with all his strength, lightning and thunder exploded, forbidden light burst out, and a ferocious poisonous dragon rolled forward like a world-destroying creature, tearing open several cracks like the abyss of the netherworld.

"I respect my ancestors at the beginning of the journey, and all living creatures kneel down and recite my name."

Mo Xia roared, the sounds of heaven and earth exploded, countless avenue symbols were as dazzling as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, the sea of ​​taboos boiled, the supreme Taoist protruded from the Nine Heavens and pressed down with a finger, everything around was covered and destroyed.

He used forbidden secret techniques to kill his opponents and vent his anger.

"Mo Xia used all his strength to attack. He has mastered this supreme killing move. It's really amazing."

"Why is the opponent still looking so nonchalant and not using any Dao script? Aren't you afraid of being killed by this move?"

"Are you kidding? There is an invincible protective being on the other side. No matter how terrifying the attack is on him, it can only be regarded as scraping."

The people in the audience have begun to divide into two groups. One group is facing Cang Wu, and the other group is hostile to Cang Wu. They no longer have the same external unity as before.

It is the nature of the weak to follow the strong.

"Blood Phoenix, is this name already resounding throughout our world? It has endless prestige. It's too scary. This person is so full of blood. His combat power is on par with the two scorching suns of the Imperial Clan, Young Master Wuqian and Brother Wufen."

At this time, someone finally couldn't help sighing and chatting in a low voice, their eyes wandering around Cang Wu.

The duel between the two was very fast, and life or death could be decided within two moves, which was frightening and unbelievable.

"Tear."

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart sounded, and a wave of water splashed on Mo Xia's chest. A blood-colored spear penetrated his body, and his heart instantly shattered into fragments.

He was directly nailed to the ground, his eyes and nostrils were bleeding, and it was indescribably terrifying.

The eyes of everyone watching the battle were twitching, and they were frightened. This kind of fighting was too bloody and cruel, and it was too ugly to watch.

"You can be proud of yourself if you can survive two of my attacks."

Cang Wu withdrew his gaze and spoke coldly, as if being able to fight with him was a great honor for Mo Xia.

"Brother Cangwu, you are right, but the appearance of death is too ugly. Can you please don't do it next time?"

Bai Ling, who was behind Wu Qian, also echoed and hid behind him, looking very scared.

Wuqian also looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect that Cangwu would defeat Mo Xia so cleanly and kill him in two moves.

After all, he is a famous genius in her clan, a seed of immortality, and powerful.

The elders of the Wushang Emperor Clan in the distance were shocked, their eyes fell directly on Cang Wu, feeling the surging power in his body.

The feeling of fluctuation and response was unmistakable, and nothing could harm Xiao Cheng. This made them ecstatic. Finally, a young prodigy who was not a member of his own tribe but who had mastered the unique skills of his tribe had arrived.

No wonder Ancestor Wushang would accept him as his disciple. This was simply another He Wushuang coming into the world.

"With two moves, he killed Mo Xia?!"

"Dead, really dead?"

"This is too shocking, how is it possible! Am I dazzled?"

A group of young creatures were at a loss. They began to doubt life. Are the monsters in the outside world really so strong?Aren't they supposed to be the kings?

"Mo Xie harmed you because he was a master. You should not have been allowed to leave the prison early."

An old man whispered, with a flash of regret and grief in his eyes.He calculated that his disciple was going to die and wanted to prevent it, so he asked him to leave the prison early to avoid the disaster. Unexpectedly, he was harmed instead.

He had watched Mo Xia grow up since he was a child. He was extremely talented and had the hope of becoming immortal, but he was beheaded like this, and his blood was spilled on the spot.

He felt powerless and could not avenge his disciple. Compared with Cang Wu, Mo Xia was nothing. If he wanted to kill him, he would kill him, not to mention that it was Mo Xia who showed his murderous intention first.

A genius with the potential to become an immortal king is extremely important to any force, so the choice is naturally obvious.

Under the statue of Wushang.

Cang Wu stood in the crowd, withdrew his blood spear, and his eyes swept over the frightened creatures around him.
These young geniuses are extremely proud, even arrogant and arrogant. They need enough stimulation to make them humble and respectful.

He is the undisputed king here.

"Anyone else dare to go up?"

Cang Wu continued to speak, and the roar was like a thunderous explosion, which lasted for a long time.

Wherever his eyes went, they all retreated and did not dare to look at them.

As for Mo Xia's strength, these young prodigies naturally knew that even the two supreme emperors of the clan, Wu Qian and Wu Fen, could not kill him at will within two moves like Cang Wu.

After a long time, even though their faces were red and hot, no one responded. They all lowered their heads to express their surrender.

"Let's go."

Cang Wu nodded, his solemn thoughts gone, his temperament became easy-going, and he walked deeper into the Wushang Ancestor Land.

Along the way, those young geniuses who were originally full of hostility followed him with their eyes and became calm and did not dare to stop him.

The closer they got, the more they could feel the terrifying power in Cang Wu that made them tremble, which was far beyond the imperial creatures they had ever seen.

It felt like facing a supreme taboo being.

"Go this way."

Bai Ling led the way, no longer relaxed, and Wu Qian also followed behind.

It's just that her eyes were fixed on the many young geniuses present, and her meaning was very clear, just wait for me.

"Hahaha, what a good seedling, I found a treasure."

The elders of the Wushang Emperor Clan smiled, nodded and looked at each other. After a while, they slowly disappeared, and they all appeared in the depths of their ancestral land, ready to receive this powerful genius who had come from afar.

Upon seeing this, the young geniuses present also followed behind a few people. They also wanted to know what Cang Wu was doing in the ancestral land of the Wushang Emperor Clan.

In an ancestral palace.

Seven or eight different figures stood, some old, some young, but all extremely powerful. The aura of ancient vicissitudes filled the surroundings. For a time, the power of the gods was overwhelming, and the chaotic energy rolled.

These are all ancient figures from the Wushang Imperial Clan. Each one of them has been baptized for at least millions of years. They are veritable old monsters with extensive knowledge.

Including the immortal who went to greet Cang Wu, Wu Mie was also among them.

"Even the girl next to you is not as good as you, she is so stunning."

One of the old men spoke up, came to Cang Wu and praised him.

This is a white-haired old man who does not look old. His skin is smooth and his breath is not noticeable, just like an ordinary person.

　The more I write, the more I feel that my writing is not good.Oh, I'm sorry for your money.

　　
　
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