Immortal God Emperor Imperial God Emperor 1171 - Only One Move 2

Ye Qingyu indifferently watched [Moon Swallower] as he neared, shook his head, and said, “You can't, you better retreat... Today, I came to the east main gate just to see the graceful bearing of the Zhenyuan army, the camp's strongest battle division. I don't want to attack, don't force me.”

“Force you? who do you think you are?”

[Moon Swallower] leaned his head back and burst into laughter, his handsome face filled with disdain.

When he made a name for himself, the name Zhang Longcheng did not even exist in the world.

Luoshen Ridge was just a remote and desolate place. The people from this sort of place might have a bit of skill, but were still ignorant and foolishly conceited. He understood this type of people too well, because he had seen too many of such people. By defeating them with the strongest and most domineering means was enough to make them collapse completely.

“Die, use your blood to wash away your sins.”

[Moon Swallower] did not say anything more and directly made a move.

The roar of the divine dragon of the Ninth Heaven reverberated across the sky.

One of the four battle pillars of the Zhenyuan army had made a move. Heaven and earth changed colour and the Dao laws were surging. It was like the resounding roar at the beginning of Heaven and earth. All of the aristocrats and experts at the east main gate felt that vast and unquestionable magnificent power.

“Yes, [Moon Swallower's] strength has improved once again.”

King Zhenyuan's eyes flickered with a glimmer of admiration.

Next to him, [Shooting Sun], [Wave Suppressor], and [Fractured Land], the three other pillars, all wore a calm smile on their faces.

……

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“Commander Nie Tiankong, please quickly make a decision.” Linghu Buxiu couldn't help but urge, “I fear Zhang Longcheng cannot support for too long.”

Nie Tiankong was pacing back and forth with a solemn expression.

He was not an indecisive man, but this matter involved the fate of his family. Adding to this, the incident happened so abruptly, that he felt Zhang Longcheng had forced him to a corner. Even if he did not want to face it, he still had to make a decision.

What he was certain was that the Nie clan was not prepared to break off relations with the Yuan clan. After all, the time was too short, it had been only a few years since the Nie clan began to flourish. Nie Tiankong had only been in the chief military division for a short period of time, and was still a distance away from a real imperial family. In another fifty years, then perhaps...

Now was it worth it to completely break off relations with the King of Zhenyuan's residence in advance just because of a Zhang Longcheng?

Even if this Zhang Longcheng may have a possibility of becoming Emperor.

Was it worth it?

“Commander Nie iankong, the arrow that left the bow never returns, some of your previous actions have already angered the King of Zhenyuan's residence.” Linghu Buxui couldn't help but add, “Once King Zhenyuan goes berserk, he is not much different to Zhang Longcheng.”

Nie Tiankong suddenly stopped pacing back and forth.

……

……

There was a deathly silence at the east main gate.

The aristocrats were no longer able to say how many times they had been shocked in this short period of time, but it was clear that this time, it was definitely the most shocking of them all——to the extent that they had collectively lost their verbal ability.

Because, on that little airs.h.i.+p, Ye Qingyu was still standing there quietly and leisurely.

And one of the four pillars of the Zhenyuan army [Moon Swallower] had already spewed out blood and retreated. His arm had been severed off, and he was riddled with wounds, like he has been stabbed by tens of thousands of swords. He was propelled back thousands of meters and had lost the power to fight. His face was twisted with shocked disbelief, like he had seen a ghost.

“How could it be, you...” He could not describe the horror of that moment, like the shadow of death was shrouding him.

He was defeated in just one move.

How could he not withstand a single blow?

Who was this Zhang Longcheng? ——
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