With a beast's roar, the little bastard pounced forward and bit the Martial Emperor's head.
Emperor Wu, who had lost his head, suddenly collapsed to the ground, "Bah, bah, bah... Brother Dan, you Qilin don't even brush your teeth!" Gu Wuyan's depressed voice came to mind.
At this point, except for the six generals, there are still four, and the other twenty-three invading Emperors have been killed. Among them, Ye Feng and Lin Yuan jointly killed sixteen, the little bastard killed two, and Zhao Jian killed
Three of them were killed, four of the six Martial Emperors were killed, and two enemy Martial Emperors were also beheaded.
"Boom!" High in the sky in the north, a flash of light shone on the earth. In the strongest battlefield, Li An's entire body exploded completely in the fourth battle. At the same time, Zhao Jian's whole body was also smashed down, and Zhao Jian's holy weapon armor finally became unbearable.
The heavy load shattered suddenly, and the whole person was on the verge of falling, but he managed to stop his body from being knocked down in mid-air.
Zhao Jian cannot be defeated. Once Zhao Jian is defeated, everything will be over.
"Father!" the little witch Zhao Xin'er cried below. The powerful Zhao Jian, faced with the siege of six generals, killed three of them, but he himself was at the end of his strength.
"You guys haven't come yet!" Ye Feng looked at Martial Emperor Xiao Shan and the hermit Martial Emperor with a pale face.
At this time, Ye Fengxian's sacred weapon armor was destroyed, he lost his ability to fly, and he himself was seriously injured. Lin Yuan passed out. Everything that could help was useless, and only these two Martial Emperors were left.
Xiao Shan and the hermit Martial Emperor looked at each other and finally flew up.
"Lord Governor, are you okay?" Xiao Shan stood behind Zhao Jian as soon as he came up. When he got closer, he realized that Zhao Jian was seriously injured. Three ribs on his chest were punched through the skin and exposed, and the left side was exposed.
The arm was completely broken, and there was a terrible whip wound on the neck. If he were an ordinary Emperor Wu, he would have been defeated long ago, but Zhao Jian persisted.
"You can't stop the three of them." Zhao Jian gasped and sighed. Of the six generals, he tried his best to kill the three weakest ones, but the three strongest ones were not seriously injured. More importantly,
Lin Zhong and Ning Xin were both at the top of the Martial Emperors, and there was no way Xiao Shan and this hermit Martial Emperor could resist them.
"Hey, Lord State Lord, you've already reached this level, and there's nothing you can't fight against." Xiao Shan stamped his feet and stood in front of Zhao Jian without hesitation.
Zhao Jian, Xiao Shan, who was at the end of his battle, and Emperor Wu, a hermit, faced off against the top three in the six battles, Lin Zhong, Ning Xin, and Jiang Yuanfei.
The six great Martial Emperors were divided into two camps and confronted each other.
Suddenly, huge air ripples drove the tyrannical spiritual energy centered on the two camps and exploded in all directions. Within a kilometer, wherever the ripples passed, whether it was flowers, plants, trees, soil, cement, or stones, they were all turned into powder.
, however this conflict
Attack, but strangely there is no sound. Only a few top experts can understand that the momentum of the six masters sends out shock waves. Because the power is too great, the momentum has been completely materialized into a shock wave, destroying the surrounding vegetation, trees, mud and rocks.
The powerful momentum shock wave not only ravaged the ground, but also shot straight into the sky. The forces in the air were completely uncontrollable and danced in all directions. The thick clouds in the sky were like ignited cotton wool, instantly opening a perfect circular hole.
Then it quickly expanded in all directions, and the clouds covering thousands of miles were swept away, and the bright sunshine immediately illuminated the entire battlefield.
With such a majestic and vast momentum, the six Martial Emperors faced off with all their strength. However, at this moment.
Thousands of whip shadows cover the sky and the earth.
Emperor Wu calmed his mind.
Almost at the same time, with a loud shout, a thick white light beam flashed through, and a completely opposite force entered the battlefield at the same time.
Emperor Wu, the hermit in Yanjingzhou, went to war angrily.
The fight between the two formed a fuse. All of a sudden, the six people who were originally facing each other entered the battlefield. Zhao Jian faced Lin Zhong, Jiang Yuanfei faced Xiao Shan, and Ning Xin faced the Hermit Martial Emperor. A new melee broke out immediately.
The violent force divided into three groups and raged. On the ground, Ye Feng and others all retreated again. After all, in a battle of this level, except for Ye Feng, the little bastard and other people with the strength of the Martial Emperor, there was almost no room for anyone else to intervene.
"Wuyan, can you still get me the right wings?" Under the ground, Ye Feng turned around and asked.
"Oh my eldest brother, you are so injured, why do you still want to go to bed?" Gu Wuyan disagreed with his face.
"Stop talking nonsense, haven't you seen that the people in the sky are almost unable to hold on? My requirements are not high, as long as I can fly."
"It will take at least a day. The materials alone need to be prepared, as well as the fire, the refining furnace, and the formation." Gu Wuyan counted with his fingers.
"My strength is not far away from flying. I just need a little assistance in flying. The material is stone, and it will break into pieces. I only need to fly once." Ye Feng yelled immediately.
"Real or false, you have to think clearly."
"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly!" Ye Feng kicked Gu Wuyan away.
The war is still going on. Xiao Shan and the hermit Emperor Wu are already scarred by the powerful opponents, and Zhao Jian is also struggling to support them.
"die!"
Lin Zhong, one of the six generals, faced Zhao Jian. He took a step forward and slowly said "Blood Blade - Four Blades!". In the short time of these six words, he was already chopping on the spot.
There were hundreds of strikes with the sword, but strangely no sword energy or light came out. Just when others were confused, hundreds of black lines suddenly appeared in the space around Zhao Jian, as if cutting through the space,
Zhao Jian surrounded them, apparently using an attack technique created by Lin Zhongxin.
When Zhao Jian faced this blow, he saw another scene. He waved the sword in his right hand and condensed countless fiery slashes in mid-air, forming a strange formation to attack Lin Zhong.
"Spinning Sandalwood Sword - Void Moon"
Zhao Jian and Lin Zhong's ultimate moves collided at the same time. At this moment, Zhao Jian felt something bad in his heart.
"Purple Mysterious Whip - Thousands of Dances Fill the Sky!" Emperor Wu Ning Xin's unique move was swung in the distance. The hermit Emperor Wu couldn't stop it at all. He dodged continuously in a hurry, but the direction of his dodge had been deliberately controlled by Ning Xin. Unknowingly,
By then, the hermit Emperor Wu had reached Lin Zhong's attack range.
"No!" Zhao Jian's expression changed, but it was already too late.
"Blood Blade - Sky-Splitting Sword Jue!" Lin Zhong turned back indifferently and swung his sword. The sword energy in the sky and Ning Xin's whip shadow in the sky attacked from both sides. For a moment, the position where the hermit Martial Emperor was was almost filled with huge and condensed power.
Full, any little bit of power in it is enough to make a Martial Lord turn into ashes in an instant.
Lin Zhong and Ning Xin have been cultivating together for hundreds of years. Their cooperation is several times stronger than that of ordinary enemies. The power of the two of them stacks up very well. The two masters at the top of the Martial Emperor teamed up to kill a junior Martial Emperor.
The Hermit Martial Emperor had no resistance at all and was directly strangled.
"Damn it!" Zhao Jian was furious. Regardless of his injury, he lifted the sword fiercely. A distant sword cry sounded. The sword in Zhao Jian's hand was already boiling with blood. The black crystal sword body was like a night with twinkling stars.
Inlaid with a spiritual abyss the size of a dragon ball,
Waves of awe-inspiring power, the end of the sword hilt is decorated with a bright red orb, burning with light. Zhao Jian does not use a big move, just holds the sword with one hand, and when the sword light is swayed, the awe-inspiring sword energy is vented like an endless roar.
He came out and rushed towards Lin Zhong and Ning Xin instantly.