The emperor fell beside Luo Li and looked at her with a smile.
A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Li's eyes. She really didn't expect that the emperor would come back to save her at this time. Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?
I chased and killed him for months. I should hate to be killed. How could I come back to save her?
"Son of heaven, I'll give you another chance. If you leave now, we won't be investigated. Otherwise, you'll be shot to death." Zhao Tiandu shouted coldly.
In fact, he has some weakness in his heart. The strength of the emperor is extremely strong. There is a big gap between him and the emperor. Even with Yang Hong, he is not sure that he can defeat them.
"It's you?" Yang Hong saw the emperor's face clearly and said it in surprise. At the same time, he was a little frightened, but more angry.
"Zhao Tiandu, you have a lot of nonsense. Since they are going to die, let them be done!" Yang Hong stood with his hands down and drank coldly.
"The emperor can kill you. Brother Yang, have you forgotten brother Ji Xuan's instructions? You want to take Luo Li back." Zhao Tiandu said with a bitter smile.
Yang Hong frowned slightly: "Zhao Tiandu, can't you see what kind of temperament Luo Li is? She won't go back with us even if she dies. In that case, it's simple. Just kill them directly."
"But, in this way, brother Ji Xuan can't explain." Zhao Tiandu looked bitter.
"Tell me what? I'll tell you everything. I just promised to help him once and I'll go if I don't do it again." Yang Hong looked at the emperor and said, "give me Luo Li. You guys will deal with it."
"Brother Yang, be careful. The sword in Luo Li's hand cuts iron like mud." Zhao Tiandu reminded.
"Don't I know? I need you to remind me?" Yang Hong took out a pair of iron maces from the storage bag. They were dark and shiny. Without saying more, he held the iron mace and walked to Luoli.
"Luo Li, you and I are the first in the guardian place. We fight alone."
Luo Li glanced at him and looked sideways at the son of heaven.
The emperor shrugged: "you can go and kill Yang Hong first, and then we will kill Zhao Tiandu together."
Luo Li nodded and said nothing. The Luo God sword in his hand immediately stabbed Yang Hong without warning.
Yang Hong obviously didn't expect Luo Li to stab without saying a word. He subconsciously jumped back, but Luo Shenjian followed suit, and every move pointed to his key.
The battle between the experts was just a front line. Yang Hong was held up by Luo Li. It was even more difficult to pull back immediately.
There was a smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth. Although the crazy girl had a stubborn temper, her brain was very good. In the face of the siege of eight people, she adopted the strategy of starting first and forcing Yang Hong into the disadvantage directly.
"Brother Zhao, it's our turn now." the emperor's cold shadow sword appeared impressively, trembled slightly, and moved like water waves, drawing a sword that looked very casual towards Zhao Tiandu.
Zhao Tiandu had experienced the strength of the emperor. This careless sword didn't make him underestimate the enemy. Instead, he subconsciously stepped back and dodged first.
"Governor Zhao, you are also the strength of the third level spirit body. Why don't you fight alone? Your six brothers are here to cheer you on. What do you think?" the emperor sneered, and the cold shadow sword in his hand was like a maggot of tarsal bone.
"You still don't do it? Kill him!" Zhao Tiandu shouted. Although he is a three-level spirit, the gap between him and the son of heaven is indeed not small. If we work together, we are very sure. If it is one-on-one, there is death or no life.
The six teenagers of the second level spirit body looked at each other. They didn't expect that Zhao Tiandu, who had completed the third level spirit body, would be unable to resist with one move, and roared angrily.
The six men shook their weapons slightly and immediately attacked the emperor.
In his eyes, the emperor sneered. In his eyes, the cultivation of the secondary spirit body was a joke.
He stopped with his sword, and then turned suddenly. Waves of sword light immediately dispersed and cut at the six teenagers.
The six teenagers only felt a sudden light in their palms, even though they saw that the weapon had been broken in two.
As soon as the emperor's sword awned, he stepped out again, and the cold shadow sword cut out under his violent vibration, enveloping the six teenagers.
There was really no way to exert his spiritual power in the spiritual path, but the Emperor didn't need to exert his spiritual power. When the five level spiritual body was condensed to the extreme, he had incredible hand speed. He cut out dozens of swords in an instant, and each of the six teenagers could get about ten swords.
The teenagers never thought that the emperor would be so fierce. When they realized that it was wrong, they immediately threw out their weapons and then retreated quickly.
But how could the emperor let them retreat easily once he made a move? The shadow of the sword gathered up and chopped away at the boy closest to him.
The boy had retreated back in advance, but the speed of the emperor was more than twice that of him, like the flash of the sword of the water, and then he saw the emperor standing behind him.
Then, the boy covered his neck and wanted to speak, but he didn't make a sound. First, a blood line appeared on his neck, and then the blood shot out.
Kill with one sword! This is the strength of the son of heaven now. The second level spirit body can kill him as he wants. There is no suspense.
The emperor's eyes were full of killing intention. He quickly turned to another teenager, then flashed his sword again and flew towards one of them.
At this moment, he was like a demon from hell, like a murderous God in the abyss. Every time he waved his sword, he could reap a life.
The spiritual path is so cruel that the winner is king and the strong is respected.
The blood splashed continuously. In just a moment, four teenagers were killed by him, and the blood sprayed all over the ground.
"Zhao Tiandu, you watched your brother be killed?" the emperor held a cold shadow sword. There was no blood on the sword. He stood against the wind. The wind blew through his clothes and made a sound of hunting.
Zhao Tiandu never dreamed that the emperor would be so brave! If Luo Li gave him the feeling that he was a sharp sword out of his body and would never look back without blood, then the son of heaven was a big chopping sword. His hands rose and fell, his head rolled, and his power was unparalleled.
"You're dead. I'll go back and tell brother Ji Xuan to kill you." Zhao Tiandu shouted and ran away again regardless of other brothers.
The emperor sneered, "do you want to run again? Can you run away?"
The speed brought by the fifth level spirit body was extremely fast. In addition, the fifth level spirit body of the son of heaven was not comparable to that of Zhao Tiandu. In the blink of an eye, the son of heaven had appeared behind him.
The cold shadow sword flashed slightly, and the emperor jumped up high and chopped at Zhao Tiandu's vest.
Zhao Tiandu seemed to have eyes at the back of his head. At the moment when the cold shadow sword fell, he rolled on the spot and avoided the sword in a very embarrassed way. Then, his body bounced, his speed was a few minutes faster, and he ran towards the front.
The emperor sneered, and the cold shadow sword suddenly came out of his hand. With the roaring wind, he quickly reached the extreme and directly inserted it into Zhao Tiandu's vest.
But I only saw Zhao Tiandu twist magically. The sword missed again and hit the ground in front, making a "Ding" sound.
The emperor was surprised that Zhao Tiandu had never looked back at him. It was strange that he could judge the direction of the sword so accurately.
If this is Zhao Tiandu's special ability, it's really unexpected.
However, the emperor ignored that Zhao Tiandu could escape his continuous pursuit, directly catch up with him and chop him with one hand.
At this moment, Zhao Tiandu in front of him suddenly turned around and saw a short gun in his hand, flashing blue cold, stabbing straight at the son of heaven.
"Ha ha..."