The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 11: Kill the Great King

The ancient emperor, a mythical figure.

But in Mo Fan's mouth, he seemed as insignificant as a vegetable farmer. How could people not be shocked?
The old man sneered, his eyes gradually becoming sinister and vicious. His devil-like hand was shrouded in black mist, blocking out the sky and the sun, and he reached straight towards Mo Fan.

"If I can't even kill a guy like you, how can I reach the emperor realm!"

Looking at the huge hand that was almost crushing the sky and grabbing at him with a rumbling sound, Mo Fan leaped up to meet the attack.

Endless fighting spirit soared into the sky, and the vigorous blood seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth. In the entire world, only he and the giant dark palm were left. The terrifying aura made the heaven and earth tremble.

"what?"

"That evildoer wants to kill a great king?"

"You are too arrogant, right? Even if you set foot in the Eight Forbidden Lands, you can't do it, right?"

Everyone was shocked by Mo Fan's heroic words. With the cultivation level of a great immortal, it was too shocking that he wanted to cross so many small realms and kill a great king.

Since ancient times, those who could defeat the King of the Way of Slaying with the realm of the second-level immortals were all peerless geniuses. Even if such people could not ultimately achieve enlightenment, they were still supreme beings that were no weaker than those with a great saintly body.

The barrier between the powerful and those who have achieved the Dao of Cutting is too terrifying. The difference between those who have not achieved the Dao of Cutting and those who have achieved the Dao of Cutting is definitely more than just a difference of a few realms.

That is the real gap between mortals and immortals.

However, throughout the ancient history, there has never been anyone who has defeated a great king with mid-level cultivation. This is truly a counter-attack against the immortals!
"Qiang!"

The halberd in his hand slashed out horizontally, each inch of it was crystal clear, leaving endless traces of Dao. The surging fighting spirit spread from Mo Fan's body like a raging fire, making people tremble.

The terrifying halberd light cut through the sky, as if it had crossed time and space and came from nowhere. The heaven and earth seemed to be split apart by this halberd.

"Dragon-patterned black gold, hehe, are you going to give it to me before you die? Then I will gladly accept it!"

The old man with a sinister look looked at the black halberd with blazing eyes and laughed arrogantly.

Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the Chaos Millstone floating behind Mo Fan. His gaze became even more fiery, as if he wanted to kill Mo Fan with his eyes and then possess the two amazing treasures for himself.

"boom!"

The Silent Heaven Spear broke through the air, and a faint light bloomed all over it, shining brightly and incomparably, as if an ancient real dragon had come to life and was about to rush out of the spear. Endless real dragon heavenly sounds rumbled out, shocking the heaven and earth.

"Qiang!"

The sharp sound of metal clashing rang out, the void collapsed bit by bit, and the terrifying halberd light directly pierced through the giant palm that was grabbing down. It can be seen that there was a small hole in the palm of its hand, and strands of bright red blood flowed down.

"Ah, damned little devil, I underestimated you. You actually managed to hurt me!"

The evil cloud was pressing down on the sky. The skinny and sinister old man looked at his palm flowing with blood, his face gloomy and he said coldly, as if it was the cold weather in the ninth day of winter. The endless chill pierced people's hearts and made them shiver inadvertently.

"I've already said that I'm your ancestor. Now I'm here on behalf of your ancestors to deal with you, an unfilial descendant."

Mo Fan's deep voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"He actually hurt the Great Master?"

"What? How is that possible?"

Everyone knows that this person's origin is so mysterious, and he probably possesses many forbidden secret skills that ordinary people can't imagine. But now he has not even used them yet, but he can actually hurt the Great King.

"Is it really possible to fight against the Great King?"

Many people were trembling with fear as they looked at the young man in blue clothes who was carrying the Chaos Millstone on his back and holding a halberd in his hand. He looked like the Emperor of Heaven. "The kings have risen together. The real golden age is about to come. What does a mere Great Accomplished King count for?"

With eyes as deep as the abyss, Mo Fan stared at the figure that was rushing towards him. He spoke coldly, holding the Silent Heaven Halberd in his hand, and went forward to attack. He waved the halberd in his hand without showing any weakness and went forward to meet the attack.

"Rumble"

The war spear flew across the sky and collided head-on with the giant palm of the skinny old man, causing the void to collapse. An endless black hole appeared, as if it was going to swallow everything in the world. The entire space seemed to be shaking.

In the distance, the faces of the Purple Mansion Saint Lord and others changed drastically. They were shocked by the horrifying aftermath and could not help but retreat rapidly, terrified in their hearts.

Many monks who were weaker but not too far away and obviously overestimated their own strength were directly turned into bloody mist by this terrifying aftermath.

"I'm afraid this has surpassed the level of the peerless great power, right? Too scary!"

"He actually blocked the attack of the Great Master. This evildoer is going to defy the heavens!"

The Holy Lords who had rushed over from various holy places all looked in horror at the two figures confronting each other in the void, their faces extremely solemn, and they lost their voices in disbelief.

The skinny old man's brow glowed, and he immediately summoned a killing sword, which flew out like lightning and stabbed straight towards Mo Fan's brow.

This is a king's divine weapon. When the sword came out, a sound like the wailing of all living beings rang out. The terrifying murderous aura shook the void so much that even the saint-level figures who had already retreated far away and even joined forces to set up formations could not help but tremble in their hearts.

"scold!"

Mo Fan shouted softly, and the divine sound of the Great Dao rang out, like a loud thunder, instantly dispelling the murderous aura of the snow-blasting boat.

Immediately, he slapped the attacking sword away.

"How can it be?"

Not only the Peacock King and the others were horrified, the old man who was confronting Mo Fan and was at the Great King level was even more horrified. He looked at Mo Fan with a vicious look full of disbelief and cried out.

Mo Fan's body could actually fight against a great king's divine weapon, which was blessed by the divine power of a great king. It even shocked him so much that the power of his soul attached to the killing sword dissipated, and his eyebrows were about to split. What kind of physique is this?
"Do you really think you are invincible after reaching the realm of the Great King? I told you, in this world, you are just a drop in the ocean."

Mo Fan looked coldly, took a step forward, and rushed directly towards the great king, attacking him with another halberd.

"Boom boom..."

All kinds of mysterious magic techniques rose into the sky, shaking the heaven and earth, it was extremely astonishing.

Mo Fan's physical body is even stronger than the Ancient Saint's Body. Even an old man at the Great King level cannot resist it.

The old man's face had already changed drastically at this time. He tried his best and displayed all kinds of mysterious secret techniques, but he still couldn't get rid of Chen Mofan's closeness.

His kingly principles, which had once suppressed countless enemies, were also shattered by this halberd.

"Ahh... you little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The old man, whose eyes were sparkling and whose neck was almost broken by Mo Fan's terrible slap, was furious.

A great king, whose realm is obviously enough to crush all the current saints, is suppressed by a junior who is only in the middle stage of great power.

Drops of crystal clear, glowing blood dripped down, so hot that they instantly annihilated an already shattered mountain range below.

A sound like the wailing of all living beings rang out, and the terrifying murderous aura made the void shake.

Even the Saint Lord-level figures who had already retreated far away and even joined forces to set up formations couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)