Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 944 Provocation
There are ten black wings on the back of the leader, and the black streamers on the wings are lingering. Coupled with this person's not-too-old face and purple eyes, it looks awe-inspiring and inviolable.

This demon sage stood in the void with his hands behind his back. The majestic coercion swept out from his body. The void seemed to be frozen. Difficulty breathing, difficulty moving.

The faces of Beisheng and the others became extremely solemn, not only them, but also the faces of the powerful emperors of the human race changed drastically. Only then did they understand how terrifying the real strength of the demon race is.

In the next second, more than a dozen figures walked out of the demon camp, standing on the same line as the first demon saint, and the vast demonic energy shot up into the sky, as if a hole had been opened in the sky. The nine demonic energy forms a shocking beam, and each beam releases the aura that suppresses Beisheng.

Nineteen Holy Emperor powerhouses!
In the human camp, except Nan Sheng and the top ten grandmasters looked slightly better, the faces of the rest of the saints were extremely ugly. This is a corner of the real strength of the demons. The 19 people present are enough to make the Holy League Rolled countless times.

If it weren't for the fact that the human race and the nine races existed just a few days ago, the saints present would have been unable to withstand the terrifying coercion long ago, and their minds would have collapsed.

Ma Tianrui and the others looked up at the nineteen Saint Emperor powerhouses, their faces extremely solemn. They glanced left and right, and found that Dongfang Yanhuan's face seemed a little calm, and they couldn't help being speechless: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? The Nine Clans haven't arrived yet."

"They are showing us off." Ma Tianrui sighed, and Dongfang Yanhuan nodded: "That's right, most people in the Holy League are dubious about the Nine Races. If the Nine Clans don't appear, the Human Race might There is no confidence to fight again, and most of the saints will probably surrender directly to save a bloodline."

"Besides, this is just the demon race."

At the moment when Dongfang Yanhuan's voice fell, the blood energy pervading the land of Fengzhou suddenly surged. Beisheng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, the sky filled with ice and snow swept down, freezing the blood energy surging around the human camp. Sealed, so that it cannot affect the strong emperor of the human race.

The nineteen holy emperors of the demon clan only released their demon energy, and then suppressed all the surging blood energy. A trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the leader demon saint, and he looked to the left and said coldly: "A group of things that are neither human nor ghost , do you need me to find you out?!"

"Hahaha..." With a burst of laughter, a figure in a blood-colored robe appeared on the left side of the demon camp, and the strong blood power spread like a storm in an instant. Generally, it rages in all directions, but it surges towards the demon camp.

"Have been sleeping for billions of years, Mo Li, let me see if your body is rusty!" It was a slightly old voice, and the blood clan elder raised his right hand slightly. The power of the blood turned into countless long dragons and swept towards the leader Demon Saint.

Mo Li sneered: "This seat was born a few years ago, you old bastard only woke up a few days ago, and you still want to compete with this seat?"

A round of black sun rose slowly behind Mo Li, and a pattern of wings gradually emerged in the black sun, only a crisp sound was heard, the pair of wings flew out from the black sun, facing the wind It soared, and countless black feathers flew out like sharp swords, colliding with the blood-colored long dragon.

The dazzling brilliance exploded in the sky and shot in all directions, Bei Sheng's face became extremely ugly, because the battle between the blood demons completely ignored the existence of the human race!

"All saints, attack!" Beisheng shouted, and took the lead in the attack. The other nineteen saints did not dare to neglect in the slightest, and displayed their respective strengths to resist the aftermath of the explosion of demonic energy and blood power.

But even so, there were still several saints who turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood. In just a moment, the confrontation between the two saint emperors caused these people to be injured. This is the gap.

"Damn it guys!" The killing intent in Bei Sheng's eyes was raised to the extreme, and with a flip of his right hand, a blue and white long sword appeared in his hand.

"Extremely cold and frost-free!"

The cold sword intent of ice swept out from his body, and the blue-white sword light soared into the sky, turning into a huge lightsaber. Beisheng used all his strength to slash out with a sword, and the ice and snow flew in an instant, and the sky and the earth were frosted. Sweeping, like turning into a white world.

A cold sword light shot out from the sword in Beisheng's hand, freezing everything it passed through. This sword cut directly on the aftermath of the demon saint and the blood elders, visible to the naked eye. A layer of ice crystals moved very slowly. The speed is spreading.

"Hey, there are some ways." Mo Li said lightly.

"It's not bad that people from the non-nine races have such strength." This is the voice of the blood clan veteran.

In the next second, the light from the sky dissipated, and the primordial power, blood power and magic energy disappeared in the sky in an instant, as if nothing had happened before.

Mo Li's gaze shifted to Bei Sheng's body, Bei Sheng's face was a little pale at this time, only he knew that the demonic energy and blood power were evacuated by the two of them just now, while his origin power was passively annihilated , The strength gap between them is too big.

Mo Li glanced at Beisheng, then at the blue and white long sword in his hand, showing a dazed expression: "I didn't expect to see the Hanfeng sword after so many years."

The elder of the blood clan snorted softly: "You are lucky, but unfortunately, you will not live for too long after all."

Bei Shengping calmed down the boiling energy in his body, and said in a cold voice: "I may not die, and the human race may not die either!"

"Stupid human race, I have seen too many human races like you, and I don't know how many of them died in the end. You are the weakest of them. I really don't know how you got to this point." There was a strong sense of disdain in the elder's words.

After finishing speaking, he no longer paid attention to Beisheng, but looked at the nineteen saints beside Beisheng, with a flash of contempt in his eyes: "The human race is really declining more and more, except for that Beisheng, most of them are at the level of saints. Rubbish, if the Nine Clans don't fall to this level, then just wipe out the Human Clan."

Mo Li raised his brows: "If you want to exterminate now, you can, anyway, people from the Nine Clans are not here."

As soon as these words came out, the human race camp suddenly became tense, and the people present basically gathered the high-level human race. If they were eliminated here, the human race would never be the opponent of the blood demons, and there would be faults in the younger generation.

Because 80.00% of the emperors of the human race gathered here, these are the backbone of the human race!
Bei Sheng narrowed his eyes, and the energy from his body lingered undisguisedly. Xi Sheng, Nan Sheng, and the ten great masters were all on guard, and made no secret of their determination.

The elder of the blood clan raised his eyebrows and looked at the human race with interest, as if he was about to move, but after a while, he shook his head: "I don't want to."

"You can hold back? Don't you like to suck the fresh blood of the saints of the human race the most? Why, even this habit has changed?" Mo Li was obviously agitated.

"I've lived for too long. There is no excitement in such a boring challenge. It's better to trouble the Nine Clans. Leave these ants to other people." The blood clan elder said with a faint smile, but there was endless coldness in his smile.

"Blood Moon Xuan Yin, you are really interesting." Mo Li said lightly.

Xueyue Xuanyin expressionless: "I'm just bored, why don't I kill you first..."

Mo Li narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you have that ability, just come here. I haven't used my muscles for a long time. It's really a good idea to commemorate with your blood."

There is a faint tendency between the blood power and the devil energy to explode, but the two of them did not move their hands for a while, Mo Li waved his right hand: "I will let you go today, sooner or later I will do you! "

"I'm looking forward to it." Xueyue Xuanyin said lightly.

The corner of Mo Li's mouth curled up into a smile, which disappeared for a moment, then he closed his eyes, put the wings on his back into his body, and stayed quietly in the void.

The two people's previous conversations did not put the human race in their eyes at all, it was completely ignored, but it is true, the two races appearing here are all holy emperors, that is the powerhouse at the apex of the holy throne, the human race The faction has no strength to contend at all. If it weren't for these strong men looking down on the Holy League powerhouses, I am afraid that these people would not be able to survive.

The young people who followed the demon saint and the blood clan elders stared at the human race, especially the blood race, as if they were looking at food, with contemptuous and arrogant expressions.

"Hey, I'm a little bored, and my bones are a little rusty just after waking up. That guy from the human race, Beisheng, come and practice two moves with me." A blood clan elder suddenly said to Beisheng Xiang Xuefeng.

He walked out on his own, standing higher than Beisheng, so he looked down at him: "Come, I promise not to kill you."

Bei Sheng clenched his fists, his eyes were full of anger, which was complete provocation and contempt.

"Why, after so many years, the courage of the human race has also been worn away?" The blood clan elder showed a contemptuous smile on his face.

Beisheng took a deep breath and was in a dilemma. He didn't believe the nonsense that the blood clan wouldn't kill him at all. If he died now, there would really be no one in the Holy League who could sit still.

But if not, the human race... Thinking of this, Beisheng looked down, most of the people from poor families had hope in their eyes, obviously they didn't want the other party to despise him so much.

"Sure enough, the humble family still has limited vision, and can't see the deeper conspiracy." Beisheng felt helpless. They only knew that they should not lose face, but they couldn't think about the consequences if something happened to them.

With a wry smile, Bei Sheng raised his head and his eyes became sharper. The blood clan veteran smiled provocatively: "Have made up your mind? Then come, I promise not to kill you!"

Beisheng opened his mouth and was about to speak, but at this moment a more arrogant voice resounded——

"Do you have the guts to fight me a few tricks? I promise not to kill you, Larsen Bloodwind."

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(To be continued)
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