<h4>Chapter 2251: Chapter 2251: Decisive Battle</h4>
Julius Reed turned around and saw a very familiar face.
"Imperial Master? What a coincidence, the ancient Seventh Emperors, three gathered here?"
Although Julius Reed never acknowledged any nonsense about the Seventh Emperors, the gathering of three here was indeed interesting.
This is an era!
A symbol of the temple era!
Back then, these three were formidable presences.
However, due to the betrayal of the Emperor, the Imperial Master retreated from thepetition early and was trapped for thousands of years.
If not for Isabe Warm releasing him, the Imperial Master would probably be dead by now.
But that’s human nature, especially at the top tier.
In their eyes, there is only profit, no emotions whatsoever.
Without conflict, they can still reminisce the past.
But once there’s a struggle for power and status, it’s only a sh of swords and arms!
"But unfortunately, after today, only one will remain. Pruitt Wilde will vanish, reced by the Demon God. And you will disappear; only I will be the final victor," said the Imperial Master with a wave of his hand, and thirteen people jumped out from the bushes!
These thirteen held swords, reeking of murderous intent.
"Thirteen Swords, my thirteen disciples, the most elite of Mont. Add me, a generation of Sword Saint, Demon God, ancient King, against you, Julius Reed! Once the King, once invincible! You, the cards have beenid!"
The Imperial Master pointed at Julius Reed with one hand behind his back andughed loudly: "You are the King, I respect you deeply. Bring it in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another group entered through the door.
These people carried a coffin, a golden dragon coffin!
"How about it?" The Imperial Master patted the coffin,ughing: "Is this enough of a specification? Nine Dragons Wrap the Coffin, crafted from pure gold! Utterly luxurious! Filled with Luminous Pearls inside! A king has a king’s way of dying; our struggle is for interest, nothing else."
As his words fell.
The lid of the coffin was opened.
Inside, it gleamed with treasures, blinding one’s eyes.
"Quite considerate indeed," Julius Reedughed, "You’ve chosen your coffin well."
"Haha, Lord, do you know what I admire most about you?" The Imperial Master drew his Longsword, and suddenly, Sword Qi rampaged throughout the room!
Many martial artists couldn’t dodge quickly enough and were severely injured.
Boom!
Julius Reed’s body trembled, the shockwave shattered the Sword Qi, saving those people’s lives.
"I admire your evesting confidence! Even facing a dead end, still so confident!" The Imperial Master discarded the sword’s scabbard; his presence grew stronger: "This sword of mine is not meant to be sheathed! It will either pierce through you, join you in the coffin, letting future generations know that you were killed by me!"
"Or! It pierces through me, for ever since my fame, it has been with me! If I die, it must remain!" After finishing, the Imperial Master swept forward fiercely!
"Today, you can witness my true power! I’ve practiced for years, just to kill you! Dragon ying Technique!"
He shouted fiercely!
Countless golden dragons appeared from the sword!
These were illusions formed by condensed Sword Qi!
The dragons roared out, carrying an insane killing intent!
Rise!
Julius Reed leaped up, drawing the Great Zhou Storm Night Sword!
And swung forward!
ng!
This strike was like cutting into an iron te!
It bounced straight off!
The Great Zhou Storm Night Sword, once a peerless sword, stabbed into the wall, wailing continuously!
"In my entire life, I’ve never fought so desperately! Julius Reed, today someone must die, either you or I!" The Imperial Master sprinted a few steps, his Longsword emanating golden Sword Qi, swinging again!
At the same time, Pruitt Wilde leapt up, smashing towards Julius Reed’s back!
People both front and back!
The Thirteen Swords also joined the battlefield!
They formed a Sword Array, lifting their sword tips from the ground, leaving Julius Reed no ce tond!
"Damn it!" Hawthorne, just about to get up, found himself unable to move!
His eyes were bloodshot, unwilling!
Yet he had no way!
"Damn it! How did I fall into this trap!"
He regretted, had he been more vignt, he surely wouldn’t have been ambushed, resigning to watch the Lord fight against the group.
Boom!
Julius Reed’s Longsword shed with the Imperial Master’s, shaking his palm painfully!
While his feet stepped onto Pruitt Wilde’s fists!
Shaking with the same intense pain!
The Imperial Master waspletely different from before!
Hisbat prowess was even more formidable; it was mysterious.
For a martial artist to improve so rapidly, it’s certainly impossible.
Unless, some kind of unorthodox tactics are involved.
Meanwhile, Pruitt Wilde seized the opportunity,unching constant attacks!
Punch after punch!
Julius Reed’s body hadn’t recovered, left stiff, managing one opponent was doable,
But suddenly facing such high intensity, he struggled to cope.
The Yin Yang Sword in his hand began to tremble, significantly affected by the Imperial Master’s Sword Qi.
A sword has a sword soul.
It has a Sword Spirit!
Julius Reed knew he couldn’t rely on any weapon now.
"Rise!" He clenched his fist, shouting fiercely!
Boom!
The ground instantly exploded!
The Thirteen Swords retreated in panic!
Taking advantage of this gap, Julius Reednded on the ground, grabbed Pruitt Wilde’s body with one hand, and attacked frantically!
Yet Pruitt Wilde’s skin was tough, avoiding the divine blood from entering him, merely clinging outside.
"Imperial Master, you schemed against Pruitt Wilde, letting this abomination possess him?" Julius Reed suddenly understood!
"Haha, victor as king, loser as viin!"
The Imperial Master didn’t exin, seemingly admitting.
He grasped his sword with both hands, took a deep breath!
ash!
Brilliant sword rays exploded towards Julius Reed!
Behind him were the members of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
If Julius Reed dodged, these people would definitely die!
"A king must bear the king’s cost!" The Imperial Master’s eyes were bloodshot!
"Go!" Hawthorne shouted suddenly!
This strike was the Imperial Master’s peak swing!
If Julius Reed dodged it, he absolutely couldn’t release equally powerful Sword Qi again!
Then Julius Reed could suppress him.
But the cost was Hawthorne and the others’ lives.
"You underestimate me." Julius Reed chuckled lightly, taking a deep breath!
Boom!
A savage bull surged out from within him!
Directly shing with the Sword Qi!
A deep rumble echoed!
The entire room teetered on the edge of copse.
The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance members bled from their seven orifices, their cries incessant.
And Julius Reed was forced to retreat several steps, his face pale!
The Imperial Master knelt on one knee, holding his sword, eyes filled with disbelief!
His Sword Qi was shattered!
And Julius Reed, due to the savage bull’s injuries, his divine heart began to pound rapidly!
His eyes also grew restless.
Julius Reed knew life or deathy in the next minute!
"Perish." Pruitt Wilde raised his fists, kneeling on one knee.
"What are you doing?" The Imperial Master eximed: "You’re going for mutual destruction!"
"No, to kill you all." Pruitt Wilde chuckled darkly.
He slowly ced his fists on the ground.
Instantly!
The earth began to quake!
"A stampede of ten thousand horses! You’re levelling this ce!" The Imperial Master’s mouth twitched fiercely: "You’re not a human!"
Saying so, he stood up, rushing towards Pruitt Wilde!
"Julius Reed, in my next life, I’ll still kill you!"
ng!
The Imperial Master’s sword stabbed before Pruitt Wilde, propelling him aside!