One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 376 Bear Emperor
The old emperor died, and the new emperor ascended the steps. The fluctuation of breath caused an invisible storm in the northwest sky.

However, the Blood Emperor is a weak resurrected body, and Yin Han has just been promoted to Human Immortal, and his breath is not strong enough, so the storm is not long-lasting, fleeting, leaving only swirling white clouds in the sky.

Xuanwu let out a surprise, and asked Song Yun in the dark through sound transmission: "Who has been promoted?"

Song Yun smiled: "Your future colleague."

Before Xuanwu could ask, there was another vision in the high sky in the east.

Dark clouds are like waterfalls, thunder is like waves, and the turbulent wind and clouds are constantly impacting the sky...

"The most powerful man has fallen again!" Xuan Wu couldn't help but blurted out.

A powerful person with a long lifespan can dominate an era, and his influence can last for tens of thousands of years.

But in the past few days, Xeons have died in batches like dumplings, as if they were worthless.

Song Yun's face darkened slightly.

In the northeast, there is an Xeon who has fallen, and it is probably not good news.

The overlord there is the Xiong Huang, a peak demon emperor whose combat strength is comparable to that of the Tiger Emperor, and it is in its heyday, almost invincible in the world, and it is difficult to die.

The one who died was not the Emperor Xiong, but the emperor of the human race.

"This place is very close to the northwest, and there are only more than 200 miles left. You protect the tribe yourself, and I will go east."

Song Yun told Xuanwu that if he was in danger, he would be like Yin Han asking for help, and the two emperors would work together to hold back any situation.

Then he shot into the distance, reaching the sky in the blink of an eye.

northeast.

Everywhere on the snowfield was shaking, large expanses of pine wood rustled, and the snow layer accumulated on the canopy of the trees fell down.

Boom, boom, boom... The sound of heavy footsteps stepping into the snow continued to resound.

It sounded extremely slow, but the sound was moving at high speed, and soon left the snow field and approached the south.

A figure as huge as a hill appeared.

This is a giant brown bear with a height of over five feet. Every time it lands, the soles of its feet hit the ground like a heavy hammer, and then it jumps up with the help of recoil, and can sweep tens of feet away with one step.

From a distance, it looks like a huge shell hit the flat ground, jumping forward, falling down, and moving forward...

The nearby ferocious beasts raised their heads and roared vigorously, cheering for their king.

This is the Emperor Xiong, the mighty Demon Emperor who rules the Northeast.

In front of Xiong Huang, dozens of human races were fleeing in a hurry.

They dare not go east, that is the territory of the Tiger Emperor, if they go there, they will die.

"Go to the south! I heard that the Southern Demon Emperor was killed by Emperor Xuan and suffered heavy casualties. There is only a chance of survival!" Someone shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the sky above his head darkened, and a huge foot fell down.

Bang, pop!

The two martial saints were trampled into flesh!
Speed ​​is the area that Xiong Huang is least good at. Even so, those who can escape so far under its pursuit are basically in the realm of martial saints.

At this moment, Wu Sheng was as weak and powerless as a mortal under the huge soles that fell from the sky.

Xiong Huang trampled to death many martial arts masters in succession, but he didn't feel anything, his eyes were fixed on the red figure in front of him.

It was a woman in red leather armor, her figure seemed to melt into a ball of orange-red flames, turning into a meteor and flying forward.

Xiong Huang grinned, "Don't run away, why don't you stay with your father?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his left palm, he was pinching half of the corpse between his paws, his upper body was gone, and the middle was broken up to the waist, and blood beads as big as beans fell with the wind.

The red-armoured woman didn't speak, and continued to fly southward.

The Emperor Xiong looked bulky, but he ran without any slowness. He kept accelerating and trampled to death the human warriors who fell behind one by one.

A bloody road leading to the south.

The red-armored woman seemed to be injured, and the corners of her mouth kept bleeding as she flew with all her strength, but she was finally caught up.

Xiong Huang opened his mouth wide, put the half of his body into his mouth first, crunched and chewed, and praised in the language of the human race:
"Di Zun's leg bones are chewy, not bad."

Then the blood-stained giant palm fell down, like a mountain collapsed and a boulder crushed the top.

The red-armoured woman let out a loud cry of anger, turned back to her body on the way to escape, and slashed upwards with her two knives.

The sword turned into a wave of flames and swept away, hitting the palm of Xiong Huang, but only a few hairs were burnt.

The red-armored woman took advantage of the situation to speed up and escape, but Xiong Huang stomped her feet suddenly, with such a mighty force that it seemed that the ground was about to be lifted, and the invisible force of the shock spread and brushed past her body.

Pfft—the red-armored woman vomited blood and fell.

"Let me taste your taste and see whose meat is more tender than your father's." Xiong Huang licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his claws and fished it down.

There was a sharp ding.

A beam of sword light came from a distance, like a thunderbolt, hitting the bear's claw.

The rough-skinned and thick-skinned Xiong Huang grinned in pain, and hastily retracted his claws to see that there was a deep sword mark on it.

"Who!" It roared angrily, and the waves of air pushed it away like a tidal wave.

The red-armoured woman narrowly escaped death, stumbled and got up, only to find a white shadow flashing in front of her.

Song Yun is here.

A sword coming from the south, the momentum is like flying electricity, which made Xiong Huang a little bit afraid, and stopped at the same place without acting rashly.

Song Yun turned his head and glanced at the woman in red armor. Sure enough, she was the later Red Emperor Qinghuang.

At this time, Qinghuang didn't have the peerless combat power that she would have had 6 years later, and she had just entered the realm of human immortality, and her level was about the same as Xuanwu's.

Facing the peak combat power of the Xiong Huang, naturally he had no choice but to run away.

"Thank you for saving me. Are you—Emperor Xuan?" Qinghuang realized that the white-robed man in front of him was very strange. He was not the emperor of the human race that he had seen before, but he had such astonishing combat power. He immediately guessed in his heart.

"That's right." Song Yun nodded, then turned to look directly at Emperor Xiong.

"Huh?" Xiong Huang also heard the conversation between the two, and then looked at the golden lines on the black steel long sword, with a dignified expression, and said in a buzzing voice:

"Emperor Xuan, you are not staying in your northwest, what are you doing in my territory?"

"Your territory? I don't think so." Song Yun looked around, and Qinghuang had run far enough this way, "This place is already in the south, and those demon emperors died under my sword, so this place should be regarded as Borderlands?"

"You mean the Leopard Emperor, Eagle Emperor and those trash?" Xiong Emperor snorted coldly, "Killing them is no skill, you dare to snatch people from the Emperor's claws?"

Song Yun laughed loudly, "The Tiger King was still cut off by my sword, and your level seems to be about the same. If you don't believe me, give it a try?"

As he spoke, the sword turned sideways, and Gu Ao's golden veins began to shine brightly.

Beheading three demon emperors in a row before has almost exhausted the power of hope.Fortunately, after accepting the southern human race, Taizhu is also constantly migrating the tribe to the northwest. Now everyone praises the achievements of Emperor Xuan, and the power of hope has regained a lot.

If it was really a fight to the death, Song Yun could at least leave some memorable memories for Emperor Xiong.

Sensing the dangerous aura contained in the long sword, Emperor Xiong kept a dark face and said nothing.

Song Yun asked Qinghuang via voice transmission: "Is there anyone else?"

Looking at the corpses along the way, Qinghuang said in grief and indignation: "This group of ferocious beasts suddenly hunted down the human race, everyone died, and I was the only one who escaped."

Human races from all over the world have been attacked by ferocious beasts recently, and the Northeast suffered the heaviest losses. Almost the entire army was wiped out, and even an emperor was killed in battle.

A cold light flashed in Song Yun's eyes, "Don't worry, you will have a chance to take revenge."

(End of this chapter)