Dragon Slaying Sword is wailing. This Fierce Weapon, which once accompanied Emperor Taizu in all directions and killed countless Demons, is being killed by at this moment. Fang Mo stepped under his feet. The Demon Dragon Heart embedded in the hilt of the sword was pulsing violently, trying to release the demonic power to bite back the human who dared to desecrate it, but was stopped by the Prison Suppressor from the soles of Fang Mo's feet. Black Qi is suppressed with all his might.
Meng Tian knelt in front of Fang Mo, his knees already shattered. His proud Half-step Dharma Aspect cultivation was as fragile as a clay sculpture in the hands of a child under the crushing force of Fang Mo's unreasonable Law.
The sound of fighting around them gradually subsided. All three hundred Black Dragon Guard troops were wiped out, and their broken limbs and arms were spread all over the square. The black armor fragments were mixed in the dark red mud, which was shocking. The prisoners of Block B were rummaging through the pile of corpses for loot like hyenas, and occasionally they would fight over a piece of spiritual bone.
"Fang Mo... You can't win."
Meng Tian was bleeding from all his orifices, and his voice was weak but still carried the condescending arrogance, "This is Divine Capital. I am Commander of the Imperial Guards of His Majesty. If you kill me, you are slapping the royal family in the face. Great Qian has a hundred and seventy years of heritage, which is not something you, a little warden, can compete with."
"Information?"
Fang Mo looked down at the Dragon Slaying Sword at his feet and rubbed his toes on the Demon Dragon Heart.
Pfft.
A stream of smelly blood spurted out. Demon Dragon Heart was trampled and exploded.
The blade of the sword let out a mournful cry, and the red light that originally circulated on the blade dimmed instantly, and was finally extinguished completely, turning into a piece of scrap metal.
"Is this the foundation you are talking about?" Fang Mo moved his feet. The Fierce Weapon that once symbolized the majesty of Imperial Power was now lying in the mud like a fire stick. "A broken sword that maintains its ferocity by eating human flesh and blood, is it worthy of being treasured by you?"
Meng Tian opened his eyes wide, looking at the lifeless divine sword, and the faith in his heart collapsed at this moment.
"You... you ruined Dragon Slaying Sword?!"
"Don't worry, it's not over yet."
Fang Mo raised his head and looked in the direction of the Imperial Palace. The Crimson Gold Light Pillar that originally penetrated heaven and earth became a little uncertain at this moment. It was obviously because of the defeat of the battle here that National Fortune was damaged.
"If that old thing wants to eat me, you have to be prepared to have a mouth full of teeth."
Fang Mo reached out and grabbed the golden Imperial Decree in mid-air. The Imperial Edict condensed from National Fortune was still exuding suffocating pressure at this moment, trying to burn Fang Mo's palm.
Zizzi.
White smoke rose from Fang Mo's palm, but he seemed not to feel it, his five fingers clasping into the golden light like iron hooks.
"Blessed by heaven?"
Fang Mo sneered, "I Human Bone have a hard head and can't bear this kind of fate. But the dragon energy in this Imperial Decree is barely enough to moisten my throat with this knife."
He inserted Spring Embroidered Saber into Imperial Decree with his backhand.
Buzz!
Blood Soul Blade let out a tremor of joy. It was originally Demonic Weapon. At this moment, when it met Imperial Dragon Qi, which was in its prime, it was like a hungry wolf seeing fresh meat and devouring it crazily.
The golden Imperial Decree began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a piece of gray waste paper, floating in the wind.
At the same time, a muffled groan of shock and anger came from the depths of the Imperial Palace.
"How dare you!!!"
Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and a huge face appeared in Cloud Layer. The face was blurry, but it carried the majesty of ruling the eight wastelands. It was the projection of Great Qian Old Emperor.
"Fang Mo! Do you know your guilt?!"
The sound was like thunder, and the entire Divine Capital people trembled under this Heavenly Might and knelt on the ground.
Fang Mo stood on the corpses on the ground, facing the giant face, and slowly raised the Spring Embroidered Saber in his hand. At this time, the blade of the blade had turned into dark gold, with a heart-stopping edge.
"Convicted?"
Fang Mo laughed, wildly and wantonly.
"I am Hell Warden, and I control the world Punishment. You, Mortal Emperor, deserve to be convicted by me?"
He swung his sword suddenly and struck the sky with a strike.
"Go back!"
A jet-black Blade Light soared into the sky. There was no awe in this Blade Light, only the pure Chaos Law intention to poke a hole in the sky.
[Reverse Tendons Defying the Norm·Heaven Slash].
This is a new technique he learned based on his father's sword skills and combined with it by God King Power.
Blade Light tore Cloud Layer apart, hitting the giant face between the eyebrows.
There was no blood, only the golden light in the sky shattered. The majestic giant face was split open with a knife, letting out an unwilling roar, and then dissipated in the wind and rain.
Divine Capital Dead silence.
All the forces secretly paying attention to this battle, whether it was Demon Suppression Division, Dao Sect Three Palaces, or Demon hiding in the dark, felt a chill coming from Spine to Tianling Gai at this moment.
This sword cut not only the emperor's projection, but also Great Qian Imperial Family's last fig leaf.
Fang Mo sheathed the knife and looked down at Meng Tian, who was already frightened.
"It seems your His Majesty can't save you."
Fang Mo grabbed Meng Tian's hair and dragged him towards the Heavenly Prison gate like a dead dog.
"Hang him on the camp gate." Fang Mo casually ordered Iron Bull who was cleaning the battlefield, "Don't let him die. Feed him three pounds of Copper Juice every day and let him reflect on who is the owner of this Heavenly Prison."
"Yes!" Iron Bull strode over, took Meng Tian, and broke his limbs to prevent him from escaping.
Fang Mo crossed the threshold, and the Black Iron Gate behind him suddenly closed, cutting off all wind, rain and prying eyes from the outside world.