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At the same time, the once clear and bright sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and the air was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.
Then, a bolt of lightning, hundreds of feet long and thick in diameter, struck.
Like a wild horse breaking free, it suddenly burst forth from the thick, dark clouds, tearing through the sky and crashing down with an aura of annihilation.
It crashed directly into the enormous water dragon formed by the continuous convergence of foul water.
Faced with this powerful attack from the sky, the water dragon, which should have been ferocious, seemed somewhat helpless.
It twisted its body desperately trying to escape, but at such close range, there was absolutely no room to hide.
In an instant, a burst of intense blue and white light suddenly exploded, and a deafening explosion resounded throughout the surrounding area.
A powerful shockwave swept across, causing the ground to tremble.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the enormous water dragon was cleaved in two by the lightning bolt containing boundless power.
The dark energy within its body was also completely evaporated and dissipated in an instant.
It transformed into glistening, translucent droplets, which fell onto the damp earth and gradually disappeared without a trace.
Chapter 89 The Shock of Emperor Yuanjing for Annihilating a Second-Rank Rain Master!
At this moment, the second-rank rain master saw his carefully condensed water dragon easily broken.
They were utterly shocked.
That was the culmination of his years of painstaking cultivation, and it was just destroyed like that?
A wave of fear washed over him, and his face instantly turned pale, his forehead covered in a thick layer of cold sweat.
Before they could react, a figure flashed before their eyes like a gust of wind, moving so fast that it was impossible to catch.
Wei Changxuan suddenly appeared before the Second-Rank Rain Master, the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade in his hand flashing with dazzling light.
It seemed to gather the purest thunder power in the world.
The incredibly sharp blade, brimming with boundless killing intent, slashed down with chilling force.
It was as if a clearly visible crack had been ripped open in the air.
In the blink of an eye, this fierce strike landed accurately on the unsuspecting second-rank rain master.
The latter only saw a blood-red blur before his eyes, and then heard the sound of his own body being cruelly torn apart—
Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of bones cracking and the nauseating sound of entrails spilling out,
Everyone present was terrified. The excruciating pain caused him to let out a deafening, piercing scream.
His body was then neatly severed in two at the chest, and he fell to the ground, a bloody mess.
"You...this is your...true strength?!?"
How dare they treat me like this…
Even with only half his body remaining, the second-rank Rain Master lay on the ground, still unwilling to give up.
He struggled to turn his head towards Wei Changxuan's direction.
His eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred and resentment as he weakly cursed through gritted teeth.
"Ah……"
Wei Changxuan looked down at the other person, a cold smile playing on his lips:
"Those who do evil will eventually reap what they sow; today is the retribution you deserve!"
After Wei Changxuan finished speaking, he raised his hand and unleashed a barrage of lightning that blasted the second-rank Witch God Sect's Rain Master into dust!
After saying that, he ignored the lifeless body on the ground and slowly looked away.
Having dealt with two troublesome enemies, at this moment,
Wei Changxuan finally turned his attention to Emperor Yuanjing, who was on high alert not far away.
Feeling the cold, sharp gaze directed at him, the once noble and arrogant monarch of the Great Feng Dynasty suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
A profound and unprecedented sense of panic welled up within me.
He knew he was probably doomed today, but he was still unwilling to give up any chance of survival.
Emperor Yuanjing gripped the obsidian scepter tightly in his hand, his teeth clenched.
As if trying to bolster his courage, his eyes widened in fury, radiating an aura of fighting to the death.
They rushed frantically toward Wei Changxuan.
"Wei Changxuan, even if I lose my life here today, I will never let you get away easily!"
Asking for flowers
If we're going to die, let's take each other down with us!
As he roared these words, he desperately channeled the little remaining spiritual energy within his body to launch an attack.
Faced with such a near-mad attitude, Wei Changxuan simply shook his head.
Clearly, they don't take this to heart.
Indeed, in his eyes, at this moment, the once mighty emperor had long since become nothing more than a cornered old dog.
There is absolutely no need to waste any more time.
Just then, another important character joined the battlefield: the beautiful and incredibly powerful woman, Luo Yuheng.
The two looked into each other's eyes and nodded as if there was some tacit understanding between them.
What followed was a barrage of attacks, with Luo Yuheng unleashing various profound spells to suppress the enemy from a distance.
Wei Changxuan, on the other hand, relied on his powerful physical strength to engage in close-quarters combat.
The two-pronged approach quickly put Emperor Yuanjing, who was already at a disadvantage, in a difficult position.
They gradually found themselves in a passive, defensive position from which they could not extricate themselves.
Even so, Emperor Yuanjing, who fought tenaciously to the very end, was covered in wounds, not to mention...
Even the most basic protective spiritual energy barrier was completely destroyed after being subjected to continuous and fierce bombardment.
Even under such difficult circumstances, they were unwilling to surrender or admit defeat easily, even though the final outcome was already predetermined and irreversible...
Chapter 90: Everyone is shocked. The annihilation of Emperor Yuanjing has scattered the nation's fortunes!
"Wei Changxuan, Luo Yuheng, do you think that killing me will bring peace to the Great Feng Dynasty?"
Emperor Yuanjing's eyes gleamed with madness, and a mocking, twisted smile played on his lips.
At this moment, his figure resembled a dying wolf, appearing even more ferocious in the dimly lit hall.
"I have completely destroyed the destiny of the Great Feng Dynasty!"
His voice echoed through the empty palace, chilling like a death knell.
"Even if I die, this land will not escape its fate of destruction!"
Upon hearing these words about "May 17th," Wei Changxuan and Luo Yuheng couldn't help but frown.
It felt as if a cold wind had pierced their hearts.
But the two did not stop their offensive. Years of combat experience and inner resilience made them understand that...
Only by eliminating the enemy at hand can we find a chance to save everything.
"Emperor Yuanjing, you don't need to worry about that! You can just die in peace!"
Wei Changxuan gripped the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, which weighed several hundred pounds, tightly in his hand. Lightning flashed wherever the blade pointed, emitting a low hum.
His other hand held the Blood Shadow Blade, which was as light as a feather yet capable of cleaving through the air.
Both proceeded in parallel, rapidly heading towards the once high and mighty monarch.
"The Great Feng Kingdom has endured for thousands of years, and its vitality is far beyond what you traitors can easily destroy! Today is the day to seek justice!"
Meanwhile, on the other side, Luo Yuheng no longer hesitated; he clasped his hands together in front of his chest.
It then slowly opened, gathering a dazzling yet oppressive ball of energy within.
As the mantra was chanted rapidly, the originally gentle and soft ball of light suddenly expanded.
Sensing the destructive power approaching and the encroaching aura behind him, Emperor Yuanjing finally revealed a look of fear.
He knew that at this moment, he had no chance of escaping.
In despair, he could only close his eyes tightly, letting life slip away from his fingertips...
boom---!
A loud bang shattered the brief silence.
Immediately following was a deafening crash, accompanied by agonizing screams that echoed throughout the palace.
Wei Changxuan's two divine weapons struck the target almost simultaneously.
It directly tears apart the latter, which is fragile and unprotected.
The powerful magic released by Luo Yuheng accurately pierced through Emperor Yuanjing's body.
After leaving a striking trail in the air, it vanished without a trace.
In an instant, Emperor Yuanjing's body, which bore countless sins, was utterly shattered into dust by the powerful impact.
Not even a trace of remains was left.
Faced with this situation, the two heroes were finally able to catch their breath and began to plan how to clean up the mess before them.
And to rebuild this war-torn yet still tenacious nation.
Wei Changxuan and Luo Yuheng stood side by side on the high platform of the palace, looking down at everything below.
Beneath their feet, Emperor Yuanjing's body was already cold and lifeless.
This thrilling life-or-death struggle finally came to an end, and the two men, whose nerves were taut, relaxed slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, they all knew very well that this was just the beginning, and the matter was far from over.
With the death of Emperor Yuanjing, the long-lasting fortune of the Great Feng Dynasty, like a flood bursting its banks, began to dissipate in all directions.
The immense fortune that had been concentrated in the imperial court transformed into wisps of light, surging towards all parts of the Great Feng Dynasty.