Chapter 1152： Emperor Xiaoyao (1)

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Middle-aged red-haired man frowned.

This was his first frown since the war began.

Yeah, he feels a little tricky like that.

But feeling a bit tricky is not the same as having a coping strategy. The red-haired middle-aged man had golden light on his body. The golden light became more and more dazzling, and the body of the middle-aged red-haired man gradually became transparent.

Xiao Yan felt bad. Although I don't know where it is bad, I just feel bad. Without thinking, Xiao Yan immediately fired several scarlet swords.

Xiao Yan's feeling is keen, and the middle-aged red-haired man is performing the golden light incarnation technique. Maybe this is the feeling of fighting cultivated through the battle of life and death.

Jian Hai is approaching. Seeing that the figure of the red-haired middle-aged man is about to fade away completely, the figure of the red-haired middle-aged man is suddenly fading, and he immediately solidifies a bit. The next moment, the first sharp swords penetrated the transparent body of the red-haired middle-aged man, and brought out a few flamboyant blood flowers.

In the scream, the red-haired middle-aged man finally disappeared in front of the ensuing Jian Yu and before him.

"Pity!"

The storm sighed in his heart, but ignored the golden light everywhere. Not long before the storm, the figure of a red-haired middle-aged man suddenly condensed, his body was stained with blood, his face was pale and snowy, but his eyes had become angry with blood-red dark gold.

"Dead!"

Staring at the blood-red golden eyes, Xuanyun Yuchi cut off in anger, and a fierce golden ruler flew to the storm.

The storm was too late to dodge, and immediately opened his arms like Dapeng spreading his wings, and immediately flew backwards like a feather, and was blown back by the strong wind stirred by the ruler's awn.

A hundred meters away, the strength of the golden ruler was much weaker. The storm raised its arms towards the air and clasped it together. A huge wind sword immediately appeared in the air to split the golden ruler.

The eight-star Emperor ’s sneak attack on a six-star peak emperor has yet to succeed, and it must be a big joke to say it. The eyes of the middle-aged red-haired man were particularly gloomy. However, he was not annoyed that the sneak storm had failed, but after having been frustrated and lost again, he had a clear understanding of Xiao Yan and others' combat capabilities, and was soberly aware that he may not necessarily be in this battle Assurance of victory, because he is now injured, but also restrained by Xiao Yan's soul fighting skills.

Must be decided quickly!

The middle-aged red-haired man thought loudly and heard a loud voice.

"You can also pick me up for a try! The quasi-sanitary fighting technique, the poison is nine!"

What followed was a billowing green mist.

It's Nan Erming.

Quasi-holy fighting skills? Everyone was embarrassed: "Isn't Wandu Jiuzhang" not even able to reach the world stage? Nan Erming really bluffed and dared to blow!

Middle-aged red-haired people do n’t know that “Drugs of Nine Poisons” ca n’t even reach the ranks of the world.

Whenever fighting skills and exercises are covered with the word "holy", they should not be underestimated. Although the quasi-sanitary combat technique has a "quasi" character before the word "sacred", it is also a "sacred" level combat technique. Even in the ancient times where high-level combat techniques are not rare, it is extremely rare, not to mention Nan Erming. There is also a word "poison" in the name of this quasi-holy order fighting skill, which is a poison fighting skill that any emperor deeply fears. And there are multiple "10,000" characters in front of the word "poison"!

The middle-aged red-haired man, as he is near the enemy, hastily danced like a wind, and his spirits swept in all directions, trying to drive away the poisonous mist.

When Nan Erming's green poisonous mist comes in contact with the red-haired middle-aged golden ruler, the fighting skills of the two are judged. The green poisonous mist was not dispelled by the ruler wind, but was immediately annihilated by the golden light just like the snow and ice melted immediately after being illuminated by the strong sun.

The middle-aged red-haired man looked at this scene stunned. Is this a quasi-sanitary combat technique?

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