Just as he was about to join the battlefield and use two swords to deal with Li Wushuang, but at this moment, a big cauldron smashed up from the side!
Boom!
The Fengjian Emperor was knocked away.
"Swallowing the World Divine Cauldron?"
Li Tianming asked dully.
"No, it's its secondary tripod." Yu Ziqian said.
It is said that both the God of War Clan and the Celestial Clan of Order have a secondary tripod.
Among them, the deputy cauldron of the God of War clan is in the hands of the Ancient Mu Dan God.
Li Tianming took a closer look and found an old man standing on the giant cauldron, blocking the Feng Sword Emperor's support.
It is the God of Ancient Mudan!
"I heard that the Wind and Rain Sword Emperor's two swords combined are unparalleled in the world. They are besieging each other. Even the Beidou Sword Master has to deal with it carefully. I admire him... However, I will not give you such an opportunity today." Gu Mudan said.
"Go away!"
The Wind Sword Emperor roared, rolled up his long sword, and started to kill violently.
Another peak showdown!
Boom boom boom!
The sword energy soared to the sky.
But the God of Ancient Mu Pill relied on the auxiliary cauldron of the Devouring World Divine Cauldron to suppress the Fengjian Emperor, leaving him unable to support him at all.
Puff!
The entire battlefield, up to this moment, has completely heated up.
Countless people died.
In the center of the melee, on the scariest battlefield, the crane's shrill scream suddenly came.
Nine Heavenly Immortal Cloud Cranes covered in blood fell from the sky and were disemboweled and died tragically on the spot.
Buzz!
The blood-red sword light was overwhelming.
Of the eight ghost-faced moon gods, the remaining six were surrounded by a woman wearing a bloody robe.
The man was bleeding all over his body, especially the thin knife in his hand, which was bleeding profusely.
"hehe……"
She smiled grimly.
In her hand, she held a human head.
That is the fearful and desperate Rain Sword Emperor!
As for her body, it was probably strangled to pieces.
In fact, many people are paying attention to this battle.
At this moment, too many people saw the death of Emperor Yujian!
Surrounded by ghostly faces and moon gods, blood was dripping from the bloody knife. The woman was sneering and wiping the blood on her face with her sleeves, but the more she wiped the blood, the redder it became...
Such a picture is enough to make too many people take a breath of air.
"Rain Sword Emperor..."
Boom boom boom.
Many powerful people from the Celestial Sword Sect have lost their faith in their hearts.
"Well……"
Pain, despair, and tragedy all surged into my heart.
Many people howled out in pain.
"Scare—"
Too many people were breathing heavily and couldn't believe this scene.
After Blue Shark died just now, the people of Tianshen Sword Sect felt happy on the spot.
It was Yu Jianhuang's turn, but he knew how uncomfortable it was.
The person who suffered the most among them was undoubtedly the Fengjian Emperor.
"rain!"
His white hair was curled up, and his eyes were already cracked.
Together for more than a thousand years, separated by life and death.
The person you loved most was killed in front of you.
The battlefield is the most ruthless place.
Everyone who is killed has relatives and friends, but the murderer will not feel grief.
It wasn't until a loved one died that I realized how heartbreaking it was.
Of course, this is the world itself, the rules of survival given to the world.
Resources are limited, and those who are strong can reach the sky. Only those who obtain resources can conquer the world, so that they can survive, be superior to others, and continue to obtain more resources.
As long as there is competition, there will be life and death.
It's just that the Storm Sword Emperor and the others have been winning all their lives, and today, it just so happens that it's their turn to lose.
Everyone can only maintain 'partial justice'.
Li Tianming's partial justice lies in his relatives and friends, and in caring about the people who support him.
All other battles are fought with hands.
The day the God Sword Sect comes to Qingyun Continent and wants to take away everything that belongs to the Qingyun people, they must be prepared to pay the price.
It has nothing to do with good or evil, only the means!
Therefore, the death of Emperor Yujian made Emperor Fengjian feel sad all his life, but it was difficult for others to feel the same.
He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were already scarlet.
"Wind Sword Emperor, it's your turn, come and take your woman's head."
Li Wushuang swung the head away, caught it with the tip of the Sky Moon God Demon's knife, and strung it on it. He looked at the Feng Sword Emperor with a sneer on his face, proudly and presumptuously.
Practitioners of the Tianshen Sword Sect feel a sense of collapse and despair.
"The Rain Sword Emperor is dead, and their entire army has been defeated. Everyone will follow me to kill all the fifty thousand sword cultivators, avenge the Blue Shark brothers, and give an explanation to the Blue Blood Xinghai brothers!"
Gu Mu Dan Shen took the opportunity to yell.
His call was much stronger than Feng Guiyu's previous one.
boom!
The God of War Clan and the cultivators of the Blue Blood Star Sea are even more crazy.
"kill!"
"Kill them all!"
"Kill, kill!!"
Violent, ear-piercing roars shook the heavens and the earth. The God of War clan and the Blue Blood Star Sea cultivators were pursuing victory. When Li Wushuang opened the situation, their blood was boiling and their blood was boiling. They screamed and threw themselves into the killing.
Puff puff!
One by one, the god sword cultivators were killed in despair.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
In a war, morale is very important.
To be continued...