Chapter 654 Hell Ghost General VS Great Han Emperor
Song Changsheng, Zuo Li, the old eunuch, and the four abyss monarchs were all struggling to hold on under the aftermath of their attacks.
Only then did they know that there was such a terrifying and powerful person in the world.
The realm of the two of them is clearly still only the ninth level Martial King.
But the attack power displayed was definitely something they had never heard of or seen before.
Song Changsheng had a feeling that even if he went all out and used the magic weapon to kill the emperor, it would be nothing more than a casual blow from the two of them.
in other words……
Both of these two people have a strength that is half a step above the Martial Emperor!
Madness.
overbearing.
fear.
Tragic...
The fight between the two was extremely crazy.
Mausoleum.
abyss.
Underground...
Everything collapsed and destroyed under their attack.
The old eunuch was shaken by the aftermath, bleeding from all his orifices, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. He was clearly on the verge of death.
But even so, his expression was still full of fanatical admiration for Chen Yu.
Eunuchs have always been vassals of the emperor.
At this moment, the old eunuch seemed to have found the meaning of his survival.
He had been waiting for this moment all his life.
"My emperor...his longevity is boundless! My emperor...his territory is unlimited! My emperor...his merits are immeasurable! My emperor...is invincible in the world."
In the aftermath of the fight between the two powerful men, they were torn apart crazily by two waves of energy.
The old eunuch breathed his last.
Until his death, his expression was still so enthusiastic.
Die for the Han Emperor Liu Yan, die with honor, die with no regrets!
"madman!"
At this time, Song Changsheng only felt despair in his heart.
He is not a crazy old eunuch, and he has not lived enough yet, and he still wants to follow Han Yang to conquer the world and become famous in the world.
How could he die in such a dark place?
But at this time, the Emperor-killing Flying Knife had already begun to devour his lifespan to resist the aftermath of the two men's attacks.
If it continues, he will probably not be able to hold on for more than a few breaths, and his lifespan will be exhausted and he will die.
The crown on Zuo Li's head was also covered with cracks in the torrent of laws, and was on the verge of shattering.
"Stay behind me and don't move rashly."
Han Yang took a step forward and protected the two of them from behind.
The triple king realm force field was deployed, protecting the two people with the power of the king realm.
The moment the king's realm enveloped them, Song Changsheng and Zuo Li were relieved and collapsed directly to the ground.
It's too scary.
Just the aftermath of the fight made it difficult for them to support themselves.
If they were to face Mo Wushuang and Chen Yu directly, how terrifying would their attack power be?
Perhaps, with just one finger, they can be crushed to death.
Of all the people present, perhaps only Demon Emperor Han Yang was qualified to face these two monsters.
The two of them couldn't help but look at Han Yang's mountain-like back.
The rules are rampant.
Energy surges.
But at this moment, the two of them felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
It's as if, as long as this man exists, there won't be any problems even if the sky falls.
But they didn't know that Han Yang's situation at this time was actually not as wonderful as they imagined.
The human soul has thirty-two phases, and each phase will be broken into pieces with each breath.
After thirty-two breaths, his King Realm force field will no longer be able to continue.
Holding the Nine Blades of the Imperial Soldier tightly, Han Yang was waiting for his moment to come.
He will not wait until the thirty-two phases are exhausted.
When the four phases are left, he will attack Mo Wushuang, Chen Yu, no, it should be Sen Luo and Liu Yan at the same time.
He wanted to see whether these two self-proclaimed gods were stronger, or... the knife in his hand... was sharper.
"No……"
A desperate cry came to my ears.
They are the four abyss monarchs headed by the Demon Lion Monarch.
They have no magic weapon, no crown of hell, and no protection from Han Yang.
The terrifying aftermath of the fight between Mo Wushuang and Chen Yu also reached the limit of four people.
Puff puff puff puff!
The body was torn apart by the torrent of energy and fragments of law, turning into a mist of blood.
The four powerful men at the high priest level were unable to escape and died miserably in the duel between the two masters.
When Song Changsheng and Zuo Li saw this scene, their faces instantly turned pale.
Without Han Yang's protection, the four abyss monarchs would be a lesson to them.
"Hell ghost general, nothing more than that!"
At this time, Chen Yu was standing in the void, his expression still indifferent, and he did not take the old eunuch's death into his heart at all.
Mo Wushuang's face was gloomy and his expression was solemn.
He underestimated Chen Yu's strength.
After fighting hundreds of moves, the two of them could not win or lose.
He could not imagine that in the barren lower realm of Tianwu Continent, he would meet a master like Chen Yu.
Chen Yu said in an indifferent tone: "The temptation is over, let me send you back to your hell!"
Buzz!
Buzzing…
Three light groups appeared behind Chen Yu, just like three halos of light appeared behind his head.
mystery.
Mysterious.
overbearing.
All kinds of incredible power enveloped the entire place with the appearance of three groups of light.
Only then did Mo Wushuang realize that in the previous battle, Chen Yu only exuded the power of the imperial soldiers, and he did not use the imperial soldiers at all.
At this time, three imperial weapons appeared, and Chen Yu's real killing move was activated.
"Chen Yu! I admit that you are indeed very strong! But mortals are mortals after all, how can they know the greatness of the upper world! Today, I will let you know what superiority and inferiority are..."
Sizzle.
As Mo Wushuang spoke, the armor on his body began to boil slowly, turning into wisps of purple smoke and entering Mo Wushuang's nose.
When all the purple crystal armor disappeared, two purple wings sprouted from Mo Wushuang's back.
The pressure from the upper world descends into the endless abyss.
All the creatures in the endless abyss knelt on the ground, trembling.
"What kind of breath is this? Why is it more terrifying than the children of hell?"
A certain level of the endless abyss.
The other three abyss monarchs also trembled all over and looked in horror at the direction from which the pressure was coming.
Even though they were separated by hundreds of layers and hundreds of miles, they could still feel the trembling coming from the depths of their souls.
"The gods have arrived...the gods from hell have arrived."
After a brief moment of fear, fanatical admiration rose in the eyes of the three of them.
…
"Nine!"
"eight……"
Han Yang stared at his human soul.
Of the thirty-two phases, only eight phases remain.
The last moment is coming.
The red thread spreads, the energy of the stars boils, and the acupoints stir.
He is also always ready to launch the strongest attack.
…
"die!"
Mo Wushuang roared like thunder.
The hell ghost general who came to the world integrated all his power into this attack.
"A mantis' arms are like a chariot, that's all!"
Chen Yu waved his left hand forward.
Boom!
The three imperial soldiers, carrying unrivaled power, surged forward.
Ziguang and the imperial soldiers collided.
Squeak...
The imperial soldiers made sharp trembling sounds, but were forced to retreat step by step?
"oh?"
Chen Yu finally had a lively expression on his face.