People Are in the Great Antiquity Times, Just Become the Emperor of Heaven

It's best to play dead.

It's quite insulting to say, but Chu Yi didn't think about what to do with these little soldiers, whether to kill them... It doesn't matter if they live.

After walking a few more steps, those who blocked the way turned into the eight remaining demon saints, fighting against Zhou Tianxing.

Chu Yi didn't talk nonsense, and directly launched the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals to compete with it.

But without the two demon sages, Zhou Tian's Star Fighting Formation, the power has also become incomplete. Compared with the current Chu Yi, it can't compete at all.

The only sober demon queen, Xi He, was thrown aside after being knocked unconscious by Chu Yi.

A not-so-fierce battle can be said to be a unilateral massacre.Chu Yi's current situation can be said to be invincible under the hands of a saint, and no one is his single enemy.

Of the eight demon saints, only Ghost Che, Jiufeng and Yingzhao remained, and Bai Ze fled away early when he saw something was wrong, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Now, only Chu Yi, Di Jun, and Fuxi are left to confront each other.

"Brother Fuxi, do you really want to be my enemy?" Chu Yi said indifferently.

"Fuxi is entrusted by His Majesty Dijun's knowledge and entrusted by his younger sister, and he doesn't want the Yaozu to decline, so..." Fuxi shook his head and said: "It can only be offended."

With the sword raised, a blue light went straight to Fuxi.

But Fuxi didn't dodge at all, nor did he make any moves, just like that, he received a sword for life.

Chu Yi was not surprised at all, he looked at Fuxi fixedly, and probably knew the answer.

"Brother Chu, for the sake of friendship between you and me, can you let my sister go?" Fuxi grinned with a smile uglier than crying.

"Brother Fuxi was joking, Empress Nuwa is a saint, how dare I attack a saint?"

"But...forget it, I promise you." Chu Yi smiled.

Theoretically speaking, he has no deep hatred with Nuwa, and the two of them have no fights—after all, he still has to thank Nuwa, if the red hydrangea brought him here, how could he gain so many good friends?

And a few more wives.

"Thank you." Fuxi closed his eyes, and a little spirit flew towards Wa Palace.

After Fuxi died, Chu Yi looked at Di Jun again.

"Why, Xiao Yi, do you want to dance swords with your brother?" Di Jun had the same gentle smile on his face as usual, but his pupils were as deep as an abyss.

"Should I call you Dijun, or... Nuwa?" Chu Yi asked with a light smile.

"I'm still me, not Nvwa... But where did you find something was wrong? I'm curious about this."

"Murdering intent." Chu Yi said: "When Sister Chu Ge took out the Chaos Clock, your eyes were full of killing intent-this made me feel very wrong. According to common sense, Brother Jun should not treat his sister Intent to kill."

"If my guess is correct, you are going to take the Chaos Clock and give it to Nu Wa, right?" Chu Yi asked.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Di Jun said indifferently.

"Presumably, your Hetu Luoshu is also in her place, right?"

"You talk too much, Xiao Yi." Di Jun said expressionlessly.

"Come back, Brother Jun." Chu Yi lowered his head, and said softly: "Come back, don't make Chu Ge sad——let's pretend that what happened before didn't happen."

"So this is how you protect her?" Di Jun chuckled: "I would rather see what expression she will have when she knows that her own brother wants to kill her, whether it is disbelief or unwillingness , or anger? But it's a pity...it was interrupted by you..."

"You're such a bad person, take things on yourself..."

Having said this, Di Jun's eyes turned scarlet.

His figure was too fast to be caught by the naked eye, and the sword in his hand slashed at Chu Yi with an afterimage.

"Qiang—" Chu Yi's sword blocked Di Jun's attack.

With a backhand sword, he pierced Di Jun's right chest.

"Kill me, and she will hate you for the rest of her life." The corner of Di Jun's mouth curled up into a smile that was bound to win: "Look... now you are not a bit cautious, your sword is messed up..."

While talking on his lips, his hands were not idle, and his sword moves were fatal, only taking Chu Yi's vital points.

"I don't have time to care about the two of you, I just can't stand the woman's tears...it's too annoying, so I wake you up, let you go back and explain to her..."

"But have you ever thought that if you pretend to be a bad person in front of her, she will misunderstand and even hate you? I don't quite understand, no matter what you do, it will make her sad..."

Di Jun stabbed Chu Yi's right shoulder again with his sword.

Then, with a kick, Chu Yi flew straight out and fell heavily to the ground.

"At least in this way, she won't be disappointed with her brother who has lived for hundreds of millions of years." Chu Yi forced a smile and stood up leaning on his sword.

The level of the two was evenly matched, but Chu Yi, who kept his hand, was not Di Jun's opponent, and was soon hacked and bruised.Di Jun didn't seem to be in a hurry to take Chu Yi's name, but like a cat playing with a mouse, he added a little wound to Chu Yi from time to time.

"There is hesitation in your sword moves. With this kind of swordsmanship, let alone killing people, you can't even win." Di Jun looked at Chu Yi who was panting with the sword in front of him with pity. He didn't know whether it was out of kindness or on purpose. .

He stepped forward and swung his sword again.

"Go to reincarnation without worry, I will send Chu Ge to accompany you."

A bronze-colored shadow flashed, holding the sword.

Di Jun's sword slashed upwards, making a muffled "dong".

It is the Eastern Emperor Bell.