Chapter 1143

The two fought wildly for a while. The gold robed man named Sikong Qingtian split his opponent in half with a sword, and then found 13 drops of imperial liquid from him.

So far, he has 285 drops of emperor liquid.

"Whoever wants to compete for the imperial liquid on me, just come right away."

Sikong Qingtian roared and his voice soared into the sky. He had blond hair and danced wildly like a golden lion. His tall body was filled with trembling and majestic strength in the emperor's way.

"Sikong Qingtian, die!"

These strong practitioners have long been lured completely crazy by the greed in their hearts. How can they be intimidated by the momentum of Sikong Qingtian?

As soon as Sikong Qingtian's voice fell, an equally golden sword turned into a huge golden stream from outside the field, cut through the sky and stabbed away towards Sikong Qingtian in the center of the martial arts field.

The man holding the sword was a short and fat young man named Tai Shihao Xue.

"Come on!"

Seeing the Taishi haoxue stabbed with the sword, Sikong Qingtian roared and won with the sword.

"Ping Ping!"

In an instant, the two fought wildly together.

Two golden war swords are constantly waving, and the endless sword spirit is like a huge wave, which fills every inch of space here.

A moment.

"Hiss!"

In the huge golden sword flash, Sikong Qingtian's huge head was split into the air by Taishi Hao's sword.

"Plop!"

Then, Sikong Qingtian's tall headless body fell down slowly.

Taishi haoxue impolitely incorporated 285 drops of emperor liquid from Sikong Qingtian into his acceptance ring.

"There are 285 drops of imperial liquid on Sikong Qingtian and 7 drops of my own imperial liquid. Now, there are 292 drops of imperial liquid on me. Anyone who thinks he has the strength to take these imperial liquid from me can come up and fight with me!"

Tai Shihao's huge golden sword was carried on his shoulder with crazy eyes and swept out of the field coldly.

"I'll fight you!"

A coquettish woman in a green robe, holding a silver whip, quickly killed Tai Shihao.

"Hiss!"

The huge golden sword learned by Tai Shihao passed through the charming woman's body.

"Tai Shi Hao Xue, you little bastard, with me Hong Li here, are you qualified to have so many imperial liquids?"

A young man in a dark blue robe, holding a long gun, quickly killed to the center of the martial arts field.

"Hiss!"

Hong Li, wearing a dark blue robe, shot Tai Shihao's chest and stirred a big hole.

"Hong Li, you are not qualified. Admit defeat. I can spare your life!"

In the cold cry, a huge fist shadow condensed with fist strength, with a diameter of more than ten feet, fiercely hit Hong Li in the martial arts field from the outside.

"Die!"

Hong Li burst out and stabbed the huge fist shadow with a long gun in his hand.

"Pa!"

The huge shadow of the fist suddenly burst open. I saw an unusually strong middle-aged man with his hands on his hips. I don't know when, he had proudly stood about 30 feet away from Hong Li.

The man's eyes were red, and his whole body was filled with a strong violent spirit, like a bloodthirsty beast, full of wildness and madness.

"Qiu Tang, are you qualified to let me admit defeat directly? It's ridiculous! "

Hong Liyang pointed his gun at Chou Tang in front of him. His clothes made a sound of hunting. In his chest, he was burning with a towering sense of War: "don't talk nonsense. If you want the emperor liquid on me, take out your strength!"

War!

There was no superfluous nonsense. In an instant, the two were fighting together.

Qiu Tang doesn't have any weapons. He is barehanded, but his combat power is still smacking. Every time he hits a punch, it's powerful. That is, it instantly condensed into a giant fist with a diameter of tens of feet, which shook the whole mountain.

However, although his strength is extremely terrible, his speed is obviously lacking. Hong Li's long gun is like a huge Python from beginning to end.

"Peng!"

A moment.

Hong Li's long gun crossed the void and stabbed Qiu Tang's head like lightning. With one shot, Qiu Tang's huge head was stabbed like a watermelon and burst open.

Such a contest was really tragic and shocking.

Hong Li squatted down and found 9 drops of emperor liquid on Qiu Tang.

"Who else? I'm thinking about these imperial liquids. Come on! "

Hong Li thrust his long gun into the ground, and the sound of "Peng" directly inserted a hole in the blue rock on the ground, and the whole Xuanwu martial arts field trembled: "everyone knows that the people trapped in this God and devil cemetery are crazy, extremely eager to obtain imperial liquid, break through their own accomplishments, and then get out of here, so, No matter you challenge me with any crazy attitude, I can understand, and I will definitely accompany you to the end! "

Hong Li's voice contains the powerful inner strength of the emperor's way, which makes the blood in the human body churn and uncomfortable.

The East Palace Fu, who was quietly watching the war outside, suddenly opened his mouth and said slowly, "if I'm not wrong, now, the number of emperor liquid on Hong Li has exceeded 300 drops?"

Hearing the speech, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, Yan Zhuxin and others could not help frowning. They knew that the East Palace Fu was finally coming out.

Sure enough.

As soon as the voice of the East Palace Fu fell, the body turned into a white shadow and rushed to the center of the martial arts field.

In the blink of an eye, the tall and slender white figure of Donggong Fu came to Hong Li with a long gun and stood still.

He stood there quietly, with black hair all over his head, no wind, all over his body, with an unparalleled momentum.

He did nothing but fight at will, which was perfectly compatible with heaven and earth. It was like an immortal ancient emperor who broke endless time and space and came to this Hongmeng era.

With his debut, an invisible spiritual pressure slowly spread from him. Even the spectators hundreds of feet away can clearly feel this pressure.

"This east palace Fu is really strong."

Yan Zhuxin, beside Qin Yi, opened her attractive ruddy mouth in amazement. On her beautiful face, there was an obvious shock. Before that, she had never met anyone who could release such strong spiritual authority.

Yan Meiniang, wearing a red robe, looked at the East Palace Fu standing proudly in the center of the martial arts field as if it were a javelin from a distance. She also blinked her eyes with the ultimate beauty: "this person should have the strength to enter the third floor?"