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Chapter 1228 - Chapter 1228 Emperor Chapter 770 Halftime Break

Chapter 1228: Emperor Chapter 770: Halftime Break Chapter 1228: Emperor Chapter 770: Halftime Break The Ten Crown King, relentless once he gained the upper hand, had, for reasons unknown, his body shimmering like colored glaze, his hand like amber, striking viciously at Er Wu Shuang’s chest.

The Sound of the True Dragon roared, thunderous to the point of deafening.

It directly collapsed Er Wu Shuang’s chest cavity.

“Puh…”

Er Wu Shuang’s figure rapidly retreated, and from his mouth, he spit out ink-like black blood; his breathing instantly grew feeble.

His silver-white hair cascaded behind his shoulders, already messy beyond description, and at this moment, it even held a touch of ferocity.

Er Wu Shuang’s eyes were gloomy, filled with shock.

The foundation of an era was actually unable to withstand a junior who had just stepped into the King’s Domain, which made him unable to contain his rage.

“Ten Crown King, you really are strong, but this battle is not yet lost, and I will certainly stand at the end!” Er Wu Shuang let out a long howl.

This leading figure from the younger generation of the Alien Territory had a gloomy expression, as if water could drip from it, his eyes faintly spewing fire.

To this point in the fight, Er Wu Shuang had begun to fight desperately, mainly because he had no choice; the strength of the Ten Crown King had exceeded his expectations, and if he did not give his all, it would be difficult to stand against him at the end.

“Kill!”

A heaven-shaking yell, Er Wu Shuang shouted loudly, his body glowing as dense and numerous ancient Runes emerged, alongside inexpressible whispers rising.

This was the Immortal Body shining, displaying its might.

The Ten Crown King’s eyes half-closed slightly, he, of course, knew of the Immortal Body.

Back then, in the Immortal Ancient Ruins, together with Tu Wa Zi, Shi Hao, and others, they had jointly suppressed Er Wu Shuang’s incarnation that had been imprinted by the years and had finally obtained the complete Immortal Body.

However, he had not focused on cultivating that Divine Skill, only drawing upon it a little; what he mainly delved into was the True Dragon Body.

The Undying Sutra is indeed the secret art of the Heavenly Horned Ant Clan, but in the rankings of the Ten Evil, the True Dragon is placed at the first position.

The Ten Crown King did not believe the True Dragon Body would be inferior to the Immortal Body.

And because he had once taken reference from the Undying Sutra, his own tyrannical body technique naturally became even more powerful, much like the True Dragon Fist, born out of the True Dragon Fist, but surpassing it in brilliance.

“Let me suppress you.” Er Wu Shuang let out a sharp, long cry, like a crane’s call echoing from Above the Sky, inexplicably imbued with a distant meaning.

His entire body glowing with golden light, this leading figure of the younger generation from the Alien Territory from the past years stepped into the void, and simultaneously, his Blood-colored Sword Feathers suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light, the entire person turning into a beam of blood light soaring into the sky, charging straight into the endless sky.

However, just at this moment, that blood light suddenly exploded Above the Sky, turning into countless blood-colored Sword Qi, blanketing the sky as they rushed toward the Ten Crown King to kill.

This was an absolute killing move.

A death-defying technique.

One could only temporarily evade its sharp edge, otherwise, one would certainly receive a heavy blow.

But what kind of person was the Ten Crown King?

A Celestial Emperor!

How could he possibly retreat even half a step?

Ever since he began his journey, when had he ever retreated?

“Roar roar roar…”

The roar of the True Dragon surged again, and simultaneously, at the center of the Ten Crown King’s brow, one could vaguely see a Small Tree of pure jade manifesting.

Although the Small Tree appeared unremarkable, as soon as it appeared, the whole arena tightened abruptly, as if a vast and unimaginable world had descended here.

At the same time, from the leaves of the tree, Golden Radiance flickered on and off,

actually revealing small naked figures enveloped in Golden Radiance with wings on their backs, all kowtowing frantically to the Small Tree, chanting incessantly with their mouths.

In the end.

The air actually formed a magnificent chanting sound, like the sound of ancient scriptures arising, an eternal and ageless Immortal Aura emerging from that Small Tree, landing on the Ten Crown King.

The latter did not seem to have any significant change, but invisibly, he gained an aura of immortality that felt eternally enduring.

“It’s actually the World Tree!”

Er Wu Shuang’s eyes sharpened.

He recognized the Small Tree.

“Boom…”

The huge noise was like the heavens tearing and the earth splitting, shaking the entire battlefield to tremor.

The Ten Crown King staggered back, his abdomen pierced by several blood traces, each one deep enough to see the bone.

His scalding King Blood poured out like a waterfall, instantly staining his clothes thoroughly red, as if consumed by fierce flames.

But Er Wu Shuang’s predicament was equally dire.

One of his arms was directly broken during the recent exchange, the broken end gory with dripping blood and ghastly visible bones.

Disheveled, with tattered clothes, his chest cavity even more sunken, as if struck by a massive hammer, each breath accompanied by severe pain, clearly having received a heavy blow from the Ten Crown King.

Er Wu Shuang wildly howled, his disheveled appearance exceedingly tragic.

Ever since his debut, he had never suffered such severe injuries; this was the first time his body had been punctured.

For him, it was definitely an unprecedented peak duel.

Had it been anyone else, it might have been okay.

But the opponent had just stepped into the King’s Domain–how could he possibly contend with him?

To him, it was an immense humiliation.

And more importantly, it was in front of so many people.

“I must certainly suppress you here today!” Er Wu Shuang shouted.

The opponent was an exceptional enemy; if he couldn’t suppress him this time, he feared he would never be able to rival him in the future.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

As Er Wu Shuang’s voice fell, the Covering Feathers on his back immediately flew out, subsequently surging into the remaining arm in his hand.

The sharp feathers converged, forming a three-foot-long Sword Feather.

With the Sword Feather in hand, Er Wu Shuang struck again, his hand rising and falling with a sweep of his sword.