Feng Changqing sneered and said: "I think you, Dayu, are about to fall and die. One court has two emperors, the Northern Emperor and the Southern Emperor. It's really ridiculous!"

"So what, even if there are two emperors, one of them can drag your Tang Dynasty to death. Hyenas are incompetent and will only attack when the lion is weak. Your Tang Dynasty has not had the power to rule over all nations in the Middle Ages.

Are you brave enough, in the past? Now? Haha, the best outcome for your Tang Dynasty is to return to the history books."

Wu Jinhou raised his hand and struck another palm. The sky was filled with azure water mist, and large swaths of water-attributed mana exploded in the palm of his hand.

Both sides are top-notch experts, and once they fight, they will be devastating. There are violent sounds all around, and the earth shakes.

Some of the recruits who were watching didn't even dare to look. They covered their hearts and felt that their hearts were trembling.

"You really want to fight me. Lord Dayu, each of you has been pampered for too long. You don't even know what a real life-and-death fight is!"

Feng Changqing turned into a stream of light, reaching the extreme speed, and he and Wu Jinhou bombarded it continuously.

Some monks with weaker cultivation levels couldn't see clearly how the two were fighting. They could only see the collision of spells, exploding in mid-air, forming bright sparks.

"I hope Wu Jinhou will win!"

"If Feng Changqing were here, none of us would survive."

Among the crowd, there were bursts of prayers.

Lu Yu stood in the crowd, narrowed his eyes, and kept watching the two men's fight quietly.

Zheng Xiaoran, Marquis of Wujin, is indeed a master. In fact, except for a few hereditary people whose ancestors protected them, the vast majority of people in Dayu got their titles based on their ability.

Take Lu Yu for example, with his current strength and achievements, he is enough to be crowned a Duke.

It's just that the title no longer has much effect on Lu Yu. The blessing of luck still has a very obvious effect when the cultivation level is weak, but when it is promoted to an extremely high level, the effect is minimal.

"Wu Jinhou will be defeated." Lu Yu shook his head.

Even though Wu Jinhou was quite powerful, facing Feng Changqing still seemed a bit difficult.

The most important thing is that Wu Jinhou is focusing on the seal, using water-based magic to trap Feng Changqing. Feng Changqing is obviously a person who is good at killing and attacking. Every move has a ruthless aura, and every move is fatal.

, this forced Wu Jinhou to defend with all his strength, and rarely found opportunities to take the initiative.

Once a move is broken, it has been suppressed and it will be difficult to find an opportunity to turn defense into offense.

"Hahaha! Zheng Xiaoran, is this all you have? It's you who will die today!"

Feng Changqing punched out, like thunder descending, the sea shook violently, the sky thundered, and a huge force hit Wu Jinhou hard.

Wu Jinhou vomited blood, bent his waist, and stepped backwards. His breath was extremely confused, and he was obviously very seriously injured.

With this separation, everyone watching could finally see the battle clearly.

Marquis Wu Jin actually lost!

The majestic Marquis of Dayu was beaten to the point of vomiting blood!

Countless people were in despair, with pale expressions on their faces.

"Those so-called masters you call are all restrained by our army. The remaining small fish and shrimps are really invincible."

Feng Changqing stepped out and kicked Wu Jinhou hard on the chest, sending him flying straight away.
Chapter completed!