Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 377:227. An Unexpected Visitor

Translator: 549690339

Xia Ji agreed to this battle that would reward him handsomely.

The Ghost Emperor complied with the agreement and placed the Forbidden Land Order, the Strange Sea Ancient Scroll, and the Imperial Order in the Wangjiang Tower, guarded by the five aristocratic families.

The person guarding the place had to swear an oath to the inner demon. If the Ghost Emperor died, these things had to be handed over to Feng Nanbei, and the Wu family could not stop him.

Everything was ready.

On the bank of the river, the battle stage that was originally built for disciples to fight had actually become the place where the Su family’s Imperial Teacher and the Wu family’s Ghost Emperor would decide their lives.

No one could stop him anymore.

Snowflakes were flying in the sky. Xia Ji was already standing on the stage.

He stomped his foot lightly and the snow on the stage was swept away.

The Ghost Emperor went up the stage with his hands behind his back and stood opposite him.

It was a man dressed in a black emperor robe with gold engravings. He was abnormally mighty, and his eyes carried a spirit that could destroy all living beings. It made people unable to withstand his might and couldn’t help but want to kneel and kowtow.

Xia Ji agreed to this battle that would reward him handsomely.

The Ghost Emperor complied with the agreement and placed the Forbidden Land Order, the Strange Sea Ancient Scroll, and the Imperial Order in the Wangjiang Tower, guarded by the five aristocratic families.

The person guarding the place had to swear an oath to the inner demon. If the Ghost Emperor died, these things had to be handed over to Feng Nanbei, and the Wu family could not stop him.

Everything was ready.

On the bank of the river, the battle stage that was originally built for disciples to fight had actually become the place where the Su family’s Imperial Teacher and the Wu family’s Ghost Emperor would decide their lives.

No one could stop him anymore.

Snowflakes were flying in the sky. Xia Ji was already standing on the stage.

He stomped his foot lightly and the snow on the stage was swept away.

The Ghost Emperor went up the stage with his hands behind his back and stood opposite him.

It was a man dressed in a black emperor robe with gold engravings. He was abnormally mighty, and his eyes carried a spirit that could destroy all living beings. It made people unable to withstand his might and couldn’t help but want to kneel and kowtow.

The Ghost Emperor kept his hands behind his back.

He was wearing black gloves.

He held a knife in his hand.

The saber was similar to a tachi, and its length was slightly longer than a short saber.

The hilt of the saber was made of a silver skull, and there were some strange patterns on the body of the saber. The patterns were shining brightly, and it was obvious that they were divine weapons.

This was the first time the two of them looked at each other face to face.

However, even though it was the first time.

He had nothing to say.

If everything in the world could be easily explained, how could there be any grudges?

Unless the Ghost Emperor and Xia Ji were desperate for peace and were

running away for the peace of the aristocratic families.

But was it possible?

The Ghost Emperor’s most important dignity as an Imperial Emperor had been trampled on.

Xia Ji was a person who pretended to be asleep. It was almost impossible for him to bring peace to the aristocratic families.

Was it possible for the Smiths? Was the 3,000 years of opposition between the two families fake? Was the Verdant King’s sudden death and the framing false?

When grudges reached a certain level, there was no need for a reason, and there was no need to care about right or wrong.

“Greed is a sin, weakness is also a sin. Feng Nanbei, you are a talent, but unfortunately, you have these two.

I don’t care what method you used last time, but this time…l’m ready.”

“Do you want to see me again?”

“No, you won’t make it in time.”

The Ghost Emperor smiled and took a step forward. His hand was behind his back, and his fingers were gently tapping on the hilt of the silver skeleton knife as if he was performing some mysterious ritual.

The hilt of the saber danced in his palm, extremely agile.

By the time he spat out the words “it’s too late”, his hand had already let go.

Xia Ji took out his black blade, Thunder Fire. The snowy weather and humid air were the perfect time for the lightning arcs to jump.

Clang

At this moment, the Ghost Emperor’s Skeleton Blade had already stabbed into the ground.

Buzz —

The blade let out a strange sound, mixed with a strange roar, and spread in all directions.

The people from the aristocratic families who were watching the battle felt their blood and Qi suddenly become ” sticky “. Those who were at a lower realm felt a strong sense of dizziness and nausea due to insufficient blood supply.

Not far away, there were also curious Jianghu people watching. They couldn’t take it anymore and had already fainted. If no one came to save them, as long as they were within the range of this saber, these Jianghu people would die very quickly.

Wind-on-Snow and Xie Qiongfeng endured the dizziness and flew out, dragging the fainted person back. Xu Lingling had no choice but to follow and save the person.

Lu Miaomiao’s eyes widened. She recognized this saber.

This was the Wu family’s divine weapon, Soul Seal.

Once the short ritual was completed, it could seal the blood and Qi of everyone in the area, making them crippled.

Unless one’s strength far exceeded the person who used the saber, or there was some special way to break it, they would be captured without a fight.

This was not a killing knife, but a knife that was between a spiritual attack and a Xuan formation.

As expected, Xia Ji’s body froze for a moment after he stabbed the knife into the ground.

He stood on the stage with the black knife in his right hand.

He wasn’t a god, so he could feel the strange binding.

It was as if there were many resentful souls pestering him, causing his body to subconsciously appear in a state of ‘stickiness.’ His breathing was slow, and his blood flow was slow. It was as if layers of shackles were binding him, making him a prisoner.

When he pulled out his saber, his body actually produced a kind of ” rusty ” feeling and emitted a strange cracking sound.

When the saber moved an inch forward, countless lightning arcs surged out from the saber’s blade, turning into a lightning tide.

At this moment, the Ghost Emperor had already made his second move.

He began to ” split ‘

This scene stunned everyone present.

In an instant, the eight Ghost Emperors surrounded Xia Ji from eight different directions.

There was a strange connection between the Ghost Emperors, and one could vaguely see the cold light.

Clang!

Xia Ji’s sluggish movements were still maintained. His saber was half unsheathed, and the purple light shone on the eight Ghost Emperors, making them look even more sinister.

“Puppet technique.” Xie Qiong Feng, who was standing in the distance, answered directly, ” Yin Jiuxiao, whom I met, also knows the Puppet Art. This person is his teacher. The Puppet Art is indeed flawless. I didn’t even see that it was a seven-layered puppet.

In fact, I still can’t tell which of the eight is real.”

Wind-on-Snow thought for a moment and said, ” Maybe it’s all fake. The person I met can turn her body into a ghost-like state. She can’t be cut by a knife. ‘

When he said these words indifferently, Xie Qiong Feng suddenly turned his head to look at this Eldest Senior Brother. He really wanted to ask, ” Then how did you manage to slash it? ” However, he still held it in. He had to get used to it. It would be fine as long as he got used to it..