As soon as these words came out, Wuji's face changed. As the Emperor, he even shivered when he heard this sound.

Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed towards him and blocked Tang Qianlan. He looked up at the sky. The pressed finger immediately settled in the void, trembling slightly, as if it was blocked by something.

Looking at the figure in front of her, Tang Qianlan was stunned, but without any hesitation, she flashed and rushed over and hugged the person from behind.

"elder brother."

The pressure on Tang Qianlan instantly relaxed. Even if it was just her back, she could easily tell who this person was.

Yi Qianmo only felt a softness behind him, and a warm breath came. He turned to look at Tang Qianlan in front of him and said, "He has grown up so big, why are you still crying? After all, he is the leader of the sect, which makes people feel embarrassed to see it."

"Just cry, I just cried."

Tang Qianlan hugged Yi Qianmo tightly, as if afraid that she would leave, and said, "I don't care what others think."

Yi Qianmo was speechless. He chose to tolerate Tang Qianlan's little willfulness and said, "If you hold me like this, I will have no hands to fight him."

Hearing this, Tang Qianlan let go of her hand. Her face turned slightly red. After all, she was no longer the little girl she used to say she didn't care, but in fact she knew that so many monks were still embarrassed to see her.

"It's him!!!"

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, and seeing Tang Qianlan's intimate actions with him, both monks present were stunned.

But their reaction was completely different. Yi Qianmo was like a nightmare for the coalition side. The battle more than ten years ago was vivid in my mind.

"He is not dead, he is actually back, it's over... this time it's over!"

"I think that when he took a gold brick, he could kill one emperor, severely kill another, and scare away the remaining seven. After more than ten years, wouldn't he be stronger?"

"The Emperor Wuji is also the Emperor after all. As long as he can avoid his sneak attack from the bricks, this guy will not be able to change the situation even if he comes back!"

"Yes, it's not more than ten years ago!"

The coalition slowly calmed down.

"He's back, he's finally back!"

Under the void, Xie Wu and Li Haoyang looked at each other. If Tang Qianlan is now the backbone of Tengwang Pavilion, then Yi Qianmo is the soul of Tengwang Pavilion.

As long as he is there, they believe that there is no battle that cannot be won.

"It's him, it's him, he's back!"

In the hall of the Lord Tengwang Pavilion, Bai Fengxian and other monks saw Yi Qianmo in the mirror, and smiled on their faces. At this moment, all their nervousness disappeared when Yi Qianmo returned.

"Brother, when did you come back?" Tang Qianlan asked, "Why are you so on time every time?"

Without waiting for Yi Qianmo to answer, Wuji, who was not far away, said coldly: "I really didn't expect that you would jump into the torrent of chaos and be able to come back alive..."

When he saw Yi Qianmo, Wuji felt nervous, but he thought carefully that if he could take down the gold brick in Yi Qianmo's hand, plus the black tower.

"Since you're back... then go and die with your sister!"

Wuji's eyes were ferocious, and the sword light flashed in his hand, and he slashed at Yi Qianmo.

The emperor's power radiated tens of thousands of miles, and all the monks felt this mountain-like oppression, and they couldn't help but crawl on the ground, trembling.

"Brother, be careful!"

Tang Qianlan was still a little worried. The power of this sword was definitely 63,000 dragons. Coupled with the huge oppression of the realm, no one could compete in this eighth heaven.

However, Yi Qianmo did not dodge, and did not even take out his weapon. He just raised his hand gently and stretched out his two fingers.

Seeing this scene, all the monks present were stunned. They used two fingers to pick up the Imperial Sword. He was too arrogant!

"court death!"

Wuji's entire body of immortal power surged into the sword, burst out with dazzling golden light, and slashed between the two fingers!

"bite!"

The dazzling sword light flowed into Yi Qianmo, and in an instant he was swallowed up and the sword was also slashed.

"How is that possible!!!"

Wuji's voice came.

When the monks looked at it, Wuji's face was full of shock. When they looked over, they saw that the sword in his hand was sandwiched between Yi Qianmo's two fingers, and he could not move at all.

The dazzling sword light could not erode Yi Qianmo's fingers, and the sword light that drowned Yi Qianmo, not to mention breaking his body, even his clothes and hair were not damaged at all.

It seemed like they were blocked by an invisible force. At this moment, they suddenly thought that the falling finger could not be pressed. It was not Wuji who stopped, but was blocked by the other party's strength!

"Two fingers... took the sword of Emperor Wuji!"

The battlefield was quiet and the sound of sword energy whistling was left, and when they looked at the scene in front of them, they felt like they were dreaming!

"This is an emperor, an emperor with 60,000 dragon combat power. Such a sword is enough to destroy the world, but he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes!"

The seven leaders were pale, and they didn't even have the courage to continue watching.

Not to mention Tengwang Pavilion, they knew that Yi Qianmo would definitely be very strong when he came back, but he would not be so strong.

More than ten years have passed, and the strength of the Wuji Emperor has only increased by three thousand dragons. Yi Qianmo's original combat power was less than 40,000 dragons, which is a far cry from the distance.

Even if it reaches the level of Emperor Wuji, it is a even-match battle.

But they didn't expect it to be so simple!

"Is it my turn?"

Looking at Wuji who was completely out of control at this moment, Yi Qianmo sneered.

He pulled forward with his right hand, and the Emperor Wuji didn't even have a chance to resist, so he was pulled over by someone and a sword.

Yi Qianmo raised his left hand. Everyone thought Yi Qianmo would punch Wuji, but he didn't expect that he spread his hands and pinched the orchid fingers.

"Can't it..."

All monks' attention was on Yi Qianmo's left hand.

As they expected, Yi Qianmo pressed his middle finger with his left thumb, aimed it at Wuji's eyebrows, and instantly bounced it!

"Bang!"

The Emperor Wuji was knocked away by the blow, like an arrow that was fired and hit the ground hard.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the earth was shaking, and everything was silent at this moment. This scene was even more shocking than Yi Qianmo's sword that clamped with his fingers just now!

"What did he do just now?"

"He... he pinched the orchid finger and bounced... bounced Wuji Emperor's head and broke!"

Yes, Yi Qianmo didn't even bother to take out his weapon, so he caught the sword of Emperor Wuji and raised his hand and gave him a broken head.

It felt like an adult man, facing a three-year-old child, his head collapsed and he was just crying!
Chapter completed!