The emperor of hell?!!!
After such a long time, hearing this long lost name again, many of the magistrates and bishops raised their heads in the battlefield.
Li Haotian, who is in a fierce battle with Qi Gan, is also shocked. Regardless of two more horrible wounds on his body, he tries his best to distance himself. He suddenly raises his head and looks at the square, his eyes shaking violently.
It's true.
At the front of the square, a figure came down from the sky with a black blade.
Because of his appearance, leading to the fighting in full swing, incredible short pause.
"Is he really alive?"
Although he had made preparations, Adam was still shocked to see Yan Dizhen appear.
"No wonder the temple has been on fire recently. It turned out that Emperor Yan was fanning in the dark."
"I'm afraid Abe Xuanji is the one he got. It's more than a year since the battle of lirenyuan. He has only shown up now. I'm afraid he has made full preparations."
Eve said, looking over there with calm and rational eyes, without any personal feelings.
"Do you think he's really sure to beat the temple?"
Adam turned his head.
"Even if he can find Abe Xuanji yuluocha to help, there is a heavenly punishment in the temple, and no one has ever seen how powerful the holy king is. What confidence does he have that he can defeat the holy king? With what he has The blade of the dawn
No matter how Yan Di escaped from death, the broken blade in his hand is still fresh in his memory.
Eve didn't judge.
"They have come to this point, and neither of them has stepped back, so Let's see. "
"It's you?"
Cynthia stood up straight, staring at the earthly leader who was born from the dead and came back to life. The blood that slowly spilled from the corner of her mouth was enough to prove that this human punishment was not really invincible.
"In Florence, you saved Chloe."
This is a positive sentence.
It's not a question.
There are only a few people who can beat her back in the world. What's more, she recognized those eyes.
"Today, we will completely end the enmity between us."
Li futu did not answer Cynthia's question, raised the blade of dawn, and the pilgrim King stormed away!
Cynthia's eyes shrank and her figure instantly disappeared.
"Your opponent is me!"
A dark wind came, blocking her path.
"Yuluocha, do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Cynthia's eyes finally reflected the murderer's opportunity. She waved her hand and shot Red Mans. The world's first killer was suddenly thrown back and fell on the ground!
"Kill
Cui pan heaved a deep breath and launched another fight.
"Kill!"
The arrival of the leader led to a revival of the fighting spirit of the local people!
"Bang!"
The sound of the earth shaking.
Cynthia is entangled, Li futu drives straight in, holding the blade of dawn, carrying the momentum of torrents, smashing in the air, and smashing with the scepter of Huangjing!
The air vibrates and stirs up strong air waves. It's like a windstorm in vain. The floor on the square is raised inch by inch. The dust is flying and the wind and cloud change color!
The holy king looks peaceful, stands in the same place, the stature is not high, but gives people a kind of towering and unshakable feeling.
The strong anti earthquake force caused Li futu to retreat suddenly. He stepped on a huge stone tablet on the square and turned his body into a sharp arrow, which shot again!
The black light is like a flash of black lightning!
"The younger generation is formidable."
With a sigh full of sacredness and a bang, the scepter of topaz fell to the ground in vain. At the same time, a layer of golden light emerged out of thin air, like a protective shell, which wrapped the holy King tightly.
"Boom!"
The blade of dawn struck the light shield fiercely. The light shield shook slightly, but it soon returned to normal.
The holy king held the scepter in his hand and stood still in the hood.
"Bang Bang..."
Fierce bombardment was heard all the time. Li futu, holding the blade of dawn, tried his best to launch attacks. The air was constantly torn. The square in front of St. Peter's palace was like an earthquake, with numerous cracks and shocking.
However, the leader of the temple was still like a mountain, just standing there quietly, just like a towering mountain, which could not be moved by the wind and rain.
Adam was dumbfounded.
Eve also showed the color of disbelief.
Everyone knows that the king is very powerful, but this situation, or broke their expectations and cognition.
It's hard for Emperor Yan to survive. Their strength has shocked them. If Adam thought that if he fought with Emperor Yan, the victory would be five to five, but now he doesn't even have two levels of assurance. But the progress of Emperor Yan is so fast that he can't make him move half a step against the holy king?The surging anti earthquake force repels Li futu again. Even the huge stone tablet with a height of eight or nine meters is broken, and the blood overflows from the corner of his mouth. Li futu steps in the blood River, stares at the figure in front of St. Peter's palace, and clutches the edge of dawn.
Today's World War I, he has devoted everything, he shoulders, not just personal life and death.
Around them, Qin Yuyi, yuluocha, and Cui are still doing everything they can to stop Cynthia and segontinis. People are sacrificing their lives everywhere
We can't lose this battle!
His eyes were black, and he stamped. Blood splashed, and the extreme speed broke through the boundaries of time and space. In the blink of an eye, he came to the top of the king's head, like a black dragon winding and roaring. The blade of dawn, with the surging power of creating heaven and earth, was severely suppressed by the pilgrim king!
"Boom!"
The storm swept in an instant, the floor tiles splashed, the square fell into a chaos, the line of sight became blurred.
A few seconds later, the chaos gradually dissipated, and the unbreakable light shield had disappeared. Li futu was in the air, while the holy king held the edge of dawn with his unimaginable bare hands, and then pulled it down.
"Bang!!"
Li futu fell to the ground, rubbing his body against the ground, and retreated more than ten meters.
"In this world, no one can surpass you in terms of your potential. If you are given another ten years, this battle may really be hard to predict."
The king spoke slowly, looking neither sad nor happy.
Li futu's flesh and blood were all blurred. Without saying a word, he stood up again with his hands on the ground, and his blood trickled down from him.
The king's eyes were calm.
"You've tried your best. If you insist on it, you'll lose your qi and blood, break your meridians, and die of exhaustion."
"I still lost."
Adam murmured, looking at the bloody figure, in vain some inexplicable disappointment.
"Holy king, bullying the younger generation, what kind of skill is it? How many moves have we made?"
A laugh that seemed to come from the nether world resounded in all directions.
Soon.
The blood on the ground floated up out of thin air and gathered into a long scarlet dragon, and the king of pilgrimage roared away!
The sky is covered with blood!
The holy King's eyes were fixed, the scepter was stationed, and the golden light hood reappeared.
"Boom!"
Blood and gold collide.
Two colors all burst, interweave and mix together!
Looking up at the mountain, it seems that the invincible King retreats three or four steps and squints his eyes.
Where the eyes can reach, countless light and cold figures fly to cover the sky.
Blood, come!