Peerless God Emperor

When the crowd saw this scene, they couldn't help but reveal a strange expression. The Eastern Emperor Hao actually endured it and didn't directly make his move. It seemed that Jiang Fengjue wasn't enough to force him to make his move.    

In fact, Jiang Fengjue also did not care what the Eastern Emperor Hao would think.    

Since the Eastern Emperor Chen Yu was so confident, he wanted to let him know if his so-called confidence was truly that strong.    

"Make your move." Jiang Fengjue looked towards the Eastern Emperor Chen Yu as he spoke, his tone was extremely casual.    

The expression on the face of the Eastern Emperor, Chen Yu, was extremely cold. With a boom, he dashed forwards as both of his fists punched out. Terrifying whirlpools appeared around him, tearing apart the space around them.    

Jiang Fengjue's countenance was still as calm as before. As he stepped out, a resplendent glow of lightning could be seen beneath his feet. The sounds of thunder rumbled through the skies as a sharp glint of light flickered in the eyes of the spectators.    

What kind of sacred art was this?    

After which, they only saw Jiang Fengjue's silhouette passing through the vortex like a bolt of lightning, his speed so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch him in time. After which, they saw Jiang Fengjue's silhouette passing through the vortex like a bolt of lightning, his speed so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch him.    

"One move." Jiang FengJue spat out a word from his mouth.    

The expression on the Eastern Emperor Chen Yu's face was extremely ugly to behold. Was he trying to humiliate him in public?    

"How dare you!" An illusory divine spear appeared in his hands. It was his origin soul, thrusting out with his spear towards the sky, as an incomparably resplendent divine light shot out from the spear, causing the space to freeze.    

Jiang Fengjue's expression was indifferent. Clenching his fists tightly, an incomparably terrifying aura gushed out from his body, as though some terrifying power was awakening. The aura he exuded grew even more violent, and his eyes became sharp as his aura underwent a drastic change, as though he was a completely different person.    

Countless pairs of eyes were fixated on Jiang Fengjue, and they could not help but feel a sense of absent-mindedness.    

At this moment, Jiang Fengjue gave them the feeling that he was unstoppable and unstoppable. He was like a powerful war god.    

However, the temperament that he had revealed earlier was completely different.    

What was going on?    

"Heaven Fighting Fist!" A strange light flashed through Kai Yangzi's eyes as he looked deeply at Jiang Fengxian. Heaven Fighting Fist, one of the few ultimate arts of True Lord Taishang back in the day.    

And now, it had actually been passed down.    

A streak of lightning streaked across the sky as Jiang Fengjue dove down. His battle intent shook the world as he threw out a punch as if he was executing a powerful fist technique. Countless divine fist shadows appeared in the sky, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun.    

The hearts of the crowd trembled uncontrollably. They felt that Jiang Fengjue was like a god of war, unrivalled in this world, unrivalled in terms of his battle prowess.    

"Boom, boom, boom …"    

A series of explosions rang out, causing the space around them to tremble violently. The countenance of the Eastern Emperor Chen Yu was as sharp as lightning as the long spear in his hands madly stabbed forth, shattering the divine fist's projection. However, at this moment, waves of terrifying shockwaves bore down on him, akin to the suppression of a great dao, causing his body to be forced downwards, unable to move even half a step upwards.    

"So strong!"    

"If it were me, I would have lost a long time ago. I wouldn't have been able to last so long!"    

"Such powerful attack power, this fist technique must be a peak level martial art. Even amongst the super powers, it is still the most precious and will not be easily taught to outsiders."    

The other Heaven Chosen discussed in hushed tones, their eyes filled with shock. Jiang Fengjue's movement technique was already so astounding, and now this fist technique was similarly extraordinary. Just where did he come from?    

"There are already two moves. There is only one more." Many gazes turned to the skies as traces of anticipation flickered in their eyes. Would the third move be able to defeat the Emperor of the East, Chen Yu?    

A streak of lightning flashed through the air, and soon after, Jiang Fengjue's figure appeared in the air. Jiang Fengjue's gaze looked towards the Emperor of the East, as he disdainfully said, "The third move!"    

As the sound of his voice faded, he punched out yet again. The silhouette of an ordinary fist blasted out, causing sonic booms to echo out in the air.    

"This …" The pupils of the spectators constricted as they stared at the punch.    

This punch seemed ordinary, not as magnificent as the fist shadows before, but it had a feeling of returning to its original nature. Although it was just a single fist strike, all the fist intents between heaven and earth had fused into this fist strike, reaching its peak. Even though they were very far away, they could still feel the terrifying power contained within the fist shadows.    

Eastern Emperor Hao's eyes were also fixed on that battlefield, as if he was waiting for the final result.    

What would happen when this punch landed?    

Eastern Emperor Chen Yu looked at the incoming fist shadows, and a strong fighting intent arose in his eyes. If he was really defeated in three moves, wouldn't his prince become a joke in Eastern Kingdom?    

He would never allow such a thing to happen!    

"Pfft." Chen Yu, the Eastern Emperor, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His hands formed a seal, transforming into a mysterious picture. The blood instantly fused into the picture, and a shocking aura emanated from it.    

The runic outlines seemed to transform into a divine diagram, as countless divine weapons manifested from it. They radiated a resplendent light, as though they were real, each divine weapon containing a terrifying might.    

"Mirror of the Divine Weapon!" Many people could not help but exclaim in surprise when they saw the godly diagram. It was one of the top absolute arts in Eastern Kingdom!    

It seemed that Jiang Fengjie had given Chen Yu a huge amount of pressure, and had actually forced him to such an extent.    

"Ninth Prince!" The eyes of the people from Eastern Kingdom revealed a hint of worry. The Divine Weapon Mirror was too powerful, and with the Ninth Prince activating it with his blood essence, its power would skyrocket. Even if he defeated his opponent, he would still be injured.    

"Kill!" The Eastern Emperor Chen Yu shouted out loud. He struck out with his palm, and the Divine Weapon Mirror flew up into the sky. Countless Divine Weapons shot out from the picture at the same time, there were extremely sharp divine sword s, long spears that could pierce through heaven and earth, and gigantic axes that could break through everything … … Wave after wave of powerful auras wreaked havoc in all directions. Numerous divine weapons were shining with divine light, as if they wanted to bury this entire space.    

Even Qin Xuan, who was watching from the depths of the Abyss of Samsara, felt a ripple in his heart when he saw this scene. He was not in the battlefield, so he could not feel just how powerful that Divine Weapon Painting was.    

The divine fist collided with the many divine weapons, releasing an extremely resplendent God Light s, a powerful shockwave swept out, causing the surrounding Endless Area to retreat, the spectators who were powerful did not retreat, they continued to watch the battle from the sidelines.    

They urgently wanted to know, who would be the victor of this battle?    

After a while, the God Light s that filled the sky gradually retreated, revealing the scene inside. The crowd only saw a figure kneeling in mid air, with fresh blood constantly dripping from his body. Vast Space instantly became extremely quiet, with only the sound of the hearts of the crowd beating.    

That half-kneeling figure was none other than the Eastern Emperor, Chen Yu!    

Even though Chen Yu had used the top skills of the Eastern Kingdom Divine Weapon Mirror and activated it with her blood essence, she was still unable to block that fist strike. This made many people wonder, just how strong was that fist?    

After which, the gazes of the crowd shifted to a certain direction as Jiang Fengjue appeared. It was as though there was a wind blowing by, his robes fluttered as he exuded an unmatched elegance.    

Seeing that unparalleled figure standing proudly in the sky, many people suddenly recalled Jiang Fengjue's earlier words. The Eastern Emperor Chen Yu was no match for him. He would definitely lose in three moves. As expected, those words were not a joke.    

"Is this the strength of the fifth ranked person on the World Spiritist Succession List?" Someone spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of emotion. Indeed, those that could enter the top 10 of the World Rankings were all top heaven's pride experts. They were nearly invincible within their own ranks.    

The twelfth on the Eastern Emperor's Mortal Realm Art, only seven ranks away from Jiang Fengjue, yet he was still unable to withstand the third attack from Jiang Fengjue. From this, one could see how great the gap was between the two of them.    

The few disciples from Xia Wang Jie also looked at Jiang Fengjue, they felt a tinge of admiration in their hearts. They were convinced that their abilities were inferior to him, and amongst all the Xia Wang Jie, only Bai Mian could fight against him.    

"It's indeed very strong." This person's strength was definitely worthy of being ranked fifth on the World Rankings.    

"Do you still want revenge?" Jiang Fengjue lowered his head to look at the Eastern Emperor, Chen Yu, as he spoke.    

The sound of Jiang Fengjue's voice drifted downwards, causing Chen Yu's heart to tremble violently. He inclined his head and stared at Jiang Fengjue, as traces of rage could be seen in his eyes. Was this a public insult to him?!    

His royal brother was here, how could Jiang Fengjue dare to do so?    

The Eastern Emperor Chen Yu naturally did not respond to Jiang Fengjue's words, and Jiang Fengjue also did not look at him anymore. He stepped forward and prepared to leave the Battle stage.    

"Stand there." Just as Jiang Fengjue was about to leave the Battle stage, an incomparably cold voice came out, carrying an incomparably domineering tone.    

When the crowd heard this voice, they suddenly realized something and their hearts shuddered violently.    

All of a sudden, everyone's gaze turned towards one direction, where the Eastern Kingdom's crowd was.    

The figure that was the focus of all attention had finally walked out, heading towards the Battle stage s. The hearts of the crowd seemed to rise to the extreme as shock flashed past their eyes.    

Was the strongest person in the Nine Realms finally going to make his move?    

When Qin Xuan saw Eastern Emperor Hao walk out, his expression also changed, but after thinking for a bit, it was normal. Eastern Emperor Chen Yu was defeated in public, and Eastern Emperor Hao, as the crown prince of Eastern Kingdom, naturally had to take back the face he lost.    

At this moment, the space above Ling Mountain had become extremely heavy. Everyone held their breaths, their expressions solemn and solemn.    

The Eastern Emperor Hao came out, directly raising the difficulty of the Dao battle to the highest level. Next, all the other Heaven Chosen would probably not dare to go up.