83: Killed with great force, Emperor Dragon fell

At this moment, on Mu Wuchen's golden robes, terrifying black energy still lingered, emitting an eerie power, as if it were the final struggle before being extinguished.

His clothes were torn at his chest, vaguely revealing solid muscles.

His long hair was scattered loosely in the air, slightly messy, but at this moment, there was no anger or regret in his eyes, only greed and longing for the battle!

With burning eyes, he looked towards the opposite side.

"Awesome!"

Mu Wuchen shouted loudly and laughed arrogantly.

On the ground opposite him, the previously overbearing Taixu Emperor Dragon now revealed a look of shock in its eyes.

It had actually lost this exchange!

At this moment, on the Taixu Emperor Dragon's massive head, a terrifying and ghastly wound was continuously bleeding.

Mu Wuchen's previous strike had cleaved directly from its crown to its eye socket, missing its eye by just a hair's breadth!

And those eyes were its greatest reliance for mastering the Void Realm Dao.

Mu Wuchen could actually hurt it!

"Who exactly are you?"

The Taixu Emperor Dragon's face was extremely gloomy, and its huge dragon eyes were rotating eerily.

It did not believe that this era could produce an Emperor Realm expert with Mu Wuchen's strength.

"Who am I?"

"The one who will take your life!"

Mu Wuchen didn't waste any words and slashed out with his sword again!

After all, his Human Emperor Experience Ticket only lasted for one day. If this Dragon had any trump cards, it would be troublesome once the time ran out!

With one sword strike, he slashed directly onto the dragon's body, instantly causing scales to flip up, blood to splatter, and dyeing the entire sky red!

The Dragon kept twisting its body in the sky, whipping at Mu Wuchen, and the eerie spatial power began to bind Mu Wuchen's movements, yet Mu Wuchen did not dodge or avoid it, allowing its attacks to land on his own body!

He was trading injuries for life!

After several more rounds of conflict, the clothes on Mu Wuchen's upper body had been shredded, his robust muscles exposed to the air. He was panting heavily, and there were traces of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth; it was clear that the recent battle had consumed a significant amount of his energy.

However, the Dragon opposite him was in an even more pathetic state; hundreds of ghastly gashes all over its body were continuously bleeding, as if it had been subjected to death by a thousand cuts, and beneath several wounds, the pale dragon bone was already exposed.

What was even more tragic was that during the recent battle, one of Mu Wuchen's sword strikes had directly pierced one of its pitch-black eyeballs, causing black liquid to ooze out.

Mu Wuchen had already discovered that the weakness of the golden dragon phantom on the life-and-death arena was its eyeballs. Now that he had encountered the real thing, he had long wanted to strike at its vital point, but he feared that the Dragon had prepared for it.

Therefore, when he first started attacking, in order to make it lower its guard, dozens of attacks were all aimed at the dragon's body, and then in the midst of the battle, disregarding martial ethics, he launched a sneak attack!

One strike and it exploded!

It had indeed pierced the Taixu Emperor Dragon's eerie eye!

"Despicable human!"

Above the sky, the Taixu Emperor Dragon let out an angry dragon roar.

After one eye was injured, Mu Wuchen indeed felt that the spatial power binding his movements had weakened significantly.

The Taixu Emperor Dragon was indeed relying on these eyes to use its Void Realm power!

Mu Wuchen was immediately overjoyed and attacked again!

As one waned and the other waxed, the Dragon's aura grew weaker and weaker.

However, under the Taixu Emperor Dragon's counterattack, Mu Wuchen's upper body was also torn by the dragon's claws, creating several terrifying wounds that bled crimson red...

The battle lasted for a full seven or eight hours before it gradually settled.

The battle ended, and the Taixu Emperor Dragon in the sky had completely disappeared, replaced by a sea of flesh and blood on the ground and a massive dragon skeleton that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The dragon skeleton was no longer complete; on the massive skull, there were several terrifying cracks, and the giant maw on the dragon head was still wide open, clearly showing extreme terror and shock before death.

Mu Wuchen sat casually on an open space, continuously spitting out blood. His internal organs had also been shattered quite a bit, and countless terrifying scars on his upper body were continuously bleeding.

"Damn it, I must never practice this bullshit Dao of Forgetting Death in the future..."

Mu Wuchen kept clutching his chest, coughing desperately, while cursing and complaining.

He was not feeling well either; the power unleashed by the Dragon's desperate final counterattack was much stronger than he had imagined.

The Dao of Forgetting Death was a fighting style that completely relied on damaging oneself by eight hundred to injure the enemy by a thousand.

If the opponent was stronger than him, it was very likely to be injuring the enemy by eight hundred and damaging oneself by a thousand!

This Dao of Forgetting Death could only exert its maximum power when using a style of trading injuries for life, but it was thanks to this Dao of Forgetting Death that he was able to slay this Dragon with the fastest speed.

If it had been any other Emperor Realm expert who excelled in support, they might not have been able to kill the opponent before time ran out, and once the time limit was exceeded, he and Su Meier would have been the ones to die.

Just then, Su Meier trotted to Mu Wuchen's side.

At this moment, Mu Wuchen was supporting himself with one hand on the ground, sitting on the ground in an extremely ungraceful manner.

Su Meier knelt and sat beside Mu Wuchen, like a child who had made a mistake, but her eyes were full of worry.

"Master, let me heal your wounds."

Su Meier's worried voice reached Mu Wuchen's ears.

However, Mu Wuchen was currently weak all over, and even speaking was very difficult.

Hearing Su Meier's words, Mu Wuchen recalled something, and he looked at Su Meier again.

When he first used the Heavenly Eye, he had already learned that among Su Meier's abilities, besides illusion techniques, there were also medical skills, but she had never revealed them in front of him before.

Seeing that Mu Wuchen did not refuse, Su Meier carefully moved her body in front of Mu Wuchen, gently supported Mu Wuchen's shoulders with her hands, and then actually brought her face close to Mu Wuchen's chest...

In Mu Wuchen's slightly shocked gaze, she extended her fragrant tongue and began to lick Mu Wuchen's wounds...

"Holy shit..."

"There's such a maneuver..."

The sensation was very light, very soft, without a trace of pain, only a slight itch...

Su Meier was extremely careful, occasionally raising her head to observe Mu Wuchen's expression with her beautiful pink eyes, only continuing when she saw that Mu Wuchen had no unusual reaction.

However, the healing effect of this action was surprisingly good; very quickly, the continuously flowing blood was stanched, the pain subsided significantly, and it was even more effective than the precious medicine Mu Wuchen had exchanged from the System earlier.

After all, Su Meier could be considered to have been enhanced and transformed by the System.

Another two or three hours passed, and under Su Meier's care, all the wounds on Mu Wuchen's body had been stanched, and his aura had recovered quite a bit.

Meanwhile, the time for the Human Emperor Experience Ticket had passed, and Mu Wuchen's cultivation had returned to his original Linghai Realm ninth level.

Mu Wuchen stood up, his eyes burning.

It was time to go out and settle the score with that Son of Destiny, Lin Fan.