Battle God Emperor

Dou Tian stepped into the second floor of the heart refining tower. In a moment, he was in a vast bloody plain, where he could not see the end at a glance.

Suddenly, in front of him, out of a virtual shadow, virtual shadow holding a sword, pointing to doutian.

"Is this a mirage?"

Doutian looks at the virtual shadow on the opposite side. From the perspective of spirit breath, it should be the ninth small realm cultivation of Yuanying and Daojing. It's just that the murderous spirit from the other side makes doutian feel chilly.

"Whoosh!"

All of a sudden, the virtual shadow moved, and a pitching drill broke through the air. The speed was so fast that doutian took a breath of cold air. His own speed was not slow, and the other side was almost the same as him.

"The mighty heaven breaking fist!"

Doutian didn't dare to underestimate the other side, and he met him with one punch.

The collision of fists and swords set off a terrible wind. Doutian's figure suddenly fell back a few steps, and the tiger's mouth began to ache.

Although we know it is a mirage, but this feeling is very real.

"If you put it in Yanbei Imperial City, with your strength of Yuanying fighting in the ninth yuan small realm of Daojing, it's estimated that you can be regarded as a genius."

Doutian looks at the empty shadow on the opposite side indifferently.

Over the past few months, he has fought many soldiers in the ninth yuan small realm of Yuanying battle Dao realm, and even the highest level of Yuanying battle Dao realm, but few of them have fallen behind.

In the same level, doutian almost never met his opponent.

Thinking of this, doutian paid more and more attention to the virtual shadow on the opposite side. As soon as he stepped on his feet, he continued to rush out, as fast as thunder, and instantly appeared in front of the virtual shadow.

"Flying rainbow seven swords!"

This time, doutian only used his spirit level combat skills. With his attainments in combat skills, even his spirit level combat skills, doutian also played the power of his Hua level combat skills.

"Poof

The sword cut the neck of Xu Ying, and the Xu Ying suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and poured into the Dou celestial body.

"Spirit level combat skills match Yuan Ying's speed in fighting the Dao realm. As long as you find out the opponent's weakness, you can kill him with one hit."

Dou Tian narrowed his eyes.

Breathing, the scenery around slowly melts like a picture scroll, suddenly exposing the empty cliffs around.

At the same time, a huge pressure towards doutian.

"Third, you wake up at last."

The fat man's anxious voice sounded.

Dou Tian turned his head and looked at him, but he saw the fat man with his back to him. He was full of blood and panting. There were several figures standing opposite him, looking at him with a sneer.

In the next corner, there are several people sitting on the ground, no breathing, as if asleep in general, serene incomparable, apparently just died soon!

"Zhao Wugou, Luocheng! You must all die

Doutian God's color is cold. How can he not know that the fat man was badly hurt by several people in front of him in order to protect himself.

Fat man is only the ninth small realm of Yuanying's battle realm, but the opposite is the peak of Yuanying's battle realm. It can be imagined that fat man has paid as much as possible to protect him. It is a miracle that he can not die.

As soon as his voice fell, doutian moved, and his murderous spirit roared away from him.

"Old three, be careful, the gravity here is several times of the outside world, the speed will be limited!"

Fat Ouyang Xiao Piao quickly reminds the way, opposite Zhao Wugou and Luocheng a few people evil smile.

Sure enough, doutian had just taken a step, and a huge pressure was exerted on him. Doutian showed his teeth and smile, mobilized his whole soul power, jumped up high, hit hard with a fist, and his speed didn't decrease at all.

"Why is gravity useless to you?"

Luocheng's face changed, and their speed dropped by at least 30%. The realm of doutian was even lower, and they were as if nothing had happened.

Doutian doesn't speak. At this time, he has a big heart to kill. Since he got along with the fat man these days, he has already regarded the fat man as his brother.

What's more, the fat man was injured in order to protect him. If he was indifferent, why should he be the fat man's brother?

"Thunder fist!"

In a hurry, Luo Cheng's fist burst out, and the thunder light interweaved and crackled on his fist, full of explosive power.

"Warlord's fist!"

Doutian's two fists are interwoven. The power of thunder and lightning is full of void. It's pounding fiercely, as if to crush the void.

With a bang, Luo Cheng's body flew upside down and hit the wall hard. His mouth was full of blood and his face was very white.

"How?"

The crowd trembled. Luocheng ranked fourth in the hospital list. Even he was not the opponent of doutian. How could they defeat doutian?

Doutian goes to Luocheng step by step, and there is no cover for his killing.

"Doutian, you have to think clearly."

Zhao Wugou narrowed his eyes, with a threatening tone.

"Go away!"

In response to him, there was only one word of doutian. Zhao Wugou's face was stiff and he didn't dare to speak any more. He felt a terrible evil from doutian. If doutian was angry, he would kill him."Doutian, do you know who my master is? If I die, your whole family will be buried with me!"

Luocheng's mouth is full of blood, and he looks at doutian ferociously.

"What does it matter to me who your master is? I only know that those who hurt my brother will die! "

Doutian grinned grimly, and the last few words were almost roared out word by word.

The fat man clenched his fist and laughed, but his face was covered with blood, which seemed strange.

Luo Cheng's pupil shrinks, and then his face shows the color of fear. At the moment, doutian doesn't want to get into the oil and salt. He just wants to kill him, saying that too much is meaningless.

Doutian walks to Luocheng step by step. His voice is very small, but it sounds like thunder!

They believe that Dou Nai dares to kill Luocheng!

"Old three!"

Suddenly, the fat man cried.

Dou Tian turned his head and looked at the fat man. He didn't know what the fat man meant. He said with a smile:

"how do you want him to die? As long as you say, you can die in any way! "

"Forget it."

The fat man shook his head and wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve.

Luo Cheng's eyes brightened. He didn't expect that things would change. He said in his heart:

"as long as I don't die, I will cut you to pieces!"

"Forget it?"

Dou Tian frowned:

"are you bleeding in vain? Don't worry. Even if his master retaliates, he must step on my corpse. "

The fat man still shook his head and said firmly:

"Ouyang Xiao's blood never flows in vain, but killing him will dirty your hands."

Boom!

To everyone's surprise, the fat man suddenly burst up and hit Luo Cheng's chest with a heavy blow. He broke more than ten ribs and collapsed his whole chest.

The crowd was surprised. Originally, they thought that the fat man wanted to persuade doutian to release Luocheng, but they didn't know that the fat man took the initiative to kill him.

"You

Luocheng's blood gushes out. 60% of it is caused by injury, and 40% by being angry.

"Your master, remember to let him come to me for revenge."

The fat man showed his fierce light and said:

"Oh, by the way, you've become a ghost, and you can't tell him."

Having said that, the fat man stamped his foot, and Luo Cheng's sternum was directly broken, and his viscera turned into a pool of meat mud.

"You really killed Luocheng!"

Zhao Wugou looks at the fat man in horror. He knows very well who the master of Luocheng is. He is the most powerful person in the war spirit Academy.

The fat man sneered, as if he had changed a person, and said:

"Zhao Wugou, right? You know who the master of Luocheng is. Remember to go back and tell him that if he wants to die, he can come to me! "

"What a big tone! Who do you think you are? "

Zhao Wugou side of a soldier angry smile.

However, Zhao Wuji found that the fat man at the moment exudes the dignity and temperament of the superior, which is not cultivated in a short time, but cultivated in a long time.

"OK, I'll let you know."

Zhao Wugou took a deep breath and nodded unexpectedly.

"I'm in charge, and the resentment between you and Lao San's opinion will be completely eliminated. Of course, if you don't want to, I can only use my Lao San's words to tell you that whoever kills my brother will die!"

The fat man said in a deep voice:

"third, let's go!"

The fat man walked towards the third floor of the heart tower without looking back. Dou Tian looked at his back and felt that he didn't know him any more. His back was very great.