Battle God Emperor

Seeing sikongyu coming, a smile appeared on the drunk man's face. He was not moved. Seeing sikongyu approaching, the drunk man suddenly raised his right hand slowly.

his movements looked slow, but he was coming to the top. He reached such a state that he did not need to play the game technically, and every action was the essence of concentration.

Boom!

The terrible soul power is rolling. Si Kongyu and the drunkard's Zhanggang collide in the void. Beams of light burst out from between them. The void is cut by this force.

"Ah"

there was a terrible cry, and many monks in the hall of war spirit and the hall of war god, who were close to each other, were all chopped up by the light beam, so there was no room for resistance.

"Damn you, old man!" Sikongyu is angry. He just wants to kill the drunk, but he forgets that there are many monks in the war spirit hall and the war god hall.

With their strength, even the aftershocks were enough to shock and kill the monks in Hunyuan battle. However, the people in Nanli immortal Dynasty were cut off by the bloody soul world, and no one was injured.

"I'm dying, but I'm afraid of loneliness and want to pull you down as a companion." The drunkard was very indifferent, and the argument was meaningless to him.

His heart is like an ancient well, which can't make any waves. Life and death have been indifferent for a long time. In the war with sikongyu, he has the idea of dying together.

He is very clear that his body can not last long, rather than quietly die, it is better to bloom his last glory.

In this war, he will die. If he can solve the problem of sikongyu, it's the best. If he can't solve it, there's no way.

If it was the peak period, where would the drunkard put Sikong Yu in his eyes? But now, he has to be careful. If Sikong Yu does not die, it will be really troublesome to leave Huoxian.

"I'd like to see how long you can hold on, old man. I can beat you to death!" Si Kongyu sneered.

In his opinion, as long as the drunk dies, there will be no problem with the fire fairy.

Of course, if he could, Si Kongyu would not kill the drunkard, because catching the drunkard alive would surely make Dou Tian submit to his rule. Based on his understanding of Dou Tian, Dou Tian is a man who attaches great importance to love and righteousness.

In addition, although purple nameless is not the north old opponent, but now rely on wanlingtu can also hold on, a short time should not be able to distinguish between high and low.

Thinking of this, sikongyu is sure that as long as he can catch these people to threaten doutian, doutian will show up, and he will be able to retrieve the ancient mirror of void and even capture doutian alive.

Last time, he was played in Shura's secret place. This time, he must find the place and let doutian see his relatives and friends die in pain and regret.

They didn't know that doutian was watching them coldly dozens of miles away.

"Martial uncle, my grandfather and Zhuge grandfather are fighting with them!" North morning front facial expression embarrassed way.

It is unnecessary for beichenfeng to say that doutian has already seen the drunk man's physical condition. If the fight goes on, he will definitely die.

At the moment, there is little life left in the drunkard's body. He just relies on perseverance to support it, which is not much better than the original Lu Zhan.

Doutian can't imagine what kind of attack the drunken man has suffered from the yama mansion to become like this.

Even if he has now broken through to jiupindoudan master, he also feels that he is not sure how to treat the drunkard.

If we continue to fight, doutian can't imagine the consequences!

"No matter what, the teacher can't die!" Doutian clenched his teeth and suddenly rushed out like an arrow, without any sign.

Now he is not only worried about the safety of the drunkard, but also about the safety of his relatives and friends.

You know, Beilao and zuiwang were dragged down, but the temple of God of war came here not only with sikongyu and zimingming, but also with hundreds of Hunyuan warriors.

They have rushed to lihuoxiandu. If they are not stopped, it will be a devastating disaster for lihuoxiandu.

"Martial uncle, wait for me!" Beichenfeng shouts, and Xiaojin follows.

Apart from the fire fairy capital, the battlefield of Beilao and zuiwang is very fierce. Beilao and zimingming are hard to separate, while zuiwang is always pressing sikongyu.

Sikongyu is extremely angry. The drunk's strength is obviously beyond his expectation. He didn't expect that a person who is about to die has such strong strength. How can he be strong at his peak?

The most important thing is that such a powerful drunkard is on the verge of death. What a terrible thing it is to hit him so hard!

"It's no wonder that the emperor Yama was able to escape from the master of the temple. It seems that he underestimated them. It's estimated that the master of the temple had already expected this day, so he couldn't wait to do it." Si Kongyu thought.

Another fight with the drunkard, sikongyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the drunkard's body trembled even more.

"Old man, it's getting weaker and weaker now. If you want to kill me, you don't have the ability. I'll peel off your old skin and tear down your old bones." Sikong Yu said with a grim smile, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.As soon as his voice fell, he saved again. The drunkard's strength was obviously weaker and weaker, and he could not hold on for long. At that time, let alone kill him, it would not be a big problem to catch him alive.

"Si Kongyu, do you want a white haired man to send a black haired man?" At this time, a blast came from a distance.

Hearing this, Si Kongyu's figure was in vain. He suddenly turned back and looked back. The smile on his face was frozen there.

Then he showed a smile, his eyes were full of surprise, and said in a trembling voice, "hidden sword, are you not dead?"

Two figures appeared not far away from him. One of them was Sikong zangjian, but he was held by doutian at the moment like a chicken. There was no room for resistance.

"It seems that you want him to die." Doutian smiles faintly, and then the smile condenses, and becomes extremely cold. "Let everyone stop, do you want to die?"

"Dare you Sikongyu yelled angrily, and his terrible soul rushed to doutian.

"Be careful of the weather." The drunkard yelled and put himself in front of doutian. But the speed of his soul attack was not so fast. He rushed into doutian's mind in an instant.

"Sikongyu, you want to die!" The drunkard was so angry that fighting heaven was only the third small cultivation of Hongmeng God of war. How could he bear the soul attack of Hongmeng God of war?

"Teacher, leave it to me. There's no need to be angry about a dead man?" At this time, doutian's voice suddenly sounded.

"My God, you." Drunk looking at doutian in surprise, he did not expect that doutian was safe.

If it was before, doutian might be overcast by sikongyu, but now doutian's soul strength is no worse than sikongyu's, and his soul attack really can't help him.

Of course, although doutian's soul strength is good, he doesn't dare to attack others easily.

After all, the soul attack is too dangerous, and he will not use it without full assurance.

Seeing that doutian is all right, sikongyu's face is not good-looking. He feels that doutian is different from before. As for the difference, he can't tell.

Dou Tian took Sikong cangjian and went to the drunkard. He put his hand on the drunkard's shoulder and mobilized the power of warlord atlas to quickly enter the drunkard's body.