Battle God Emperor

Suddenly, Dou Tian's expression froze, he realised that even the power of the Battle God Catalog could not cure Drunk Elder's injury, at most, it could temporarily stabilize his life.    

"Teacher, you can't fight anymore." Dou Tian took a deep breath. His eyes were slightly red.    

He realized that even if he became a God Tier Pill Refiner, he would still have an illness that he would not be able to cure.    

Drunk Elder's life force was completely gone, he was practically already a living corpse. Although the Battle God Catalog's power was strong, it was still unable to bring the dead back to life.    

"Tian, don't waste your energy, I know about my own matters, I have lived for a few hundred years, and I am satisfied, not to mention I have even accepted a disciple like you." Drunk Elder smiled kindly, stopping Dou Tian from continuing to inject the Battle God Catalog's energy.    

As he had said before, unless the Medicine God was alive, no one could save him.    

"No, teacher won't die. No matter what, I will cure him." His Heaven Fighting Eyes were filled with mist and his voice was choked with sobs.    

If not for Drunk Elder, Dou Tian would have died long ago. Dou Tian had always respected and loved Drunk Elder from the bottom of his heart, so how could he watch him die?    

"Foolish child, I can still see you. I have no regrets now that I am dead." Drunk Elder laughed heartily, as though death was his home, and he saw it very plainly.    

Originally, he had almost died a few months ago. It was the Elder Xi that had thought of a way to keep him alive.    

"Old thing, little bastard, stop pretending to be pitiful here. Acting like a master and disciple before me is useless, you guys must die too!" Sikong Yu's cold voice suddenly came out.    

Dou Tian and Drunk Elder were talking casually without putting him in their eyes, causing him to be truly angered.    

He was, after all, the fourth elder of Battle God Hall, and yet he had been disregarded by someone!    

"I may die, but there will definitely be someone who died before me!" Dou Tian's gaze was like a blade, coldly sweeping towards Sikong Yu, and the hand that was grabbing onto Sikong Cangjian's neck once again exerted force.    

"Ah!" A painful scream resounded, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. Sikong Cangjian's expression was already somewhat distorted.    

"If you dare to kill my son, I will definitely not let you live!" Sikong Yu roared in anger.    

He only had this kind of son, how could he watch Sikong Cangjian die without doing anything?    

Originally, he thought that Sikong Cangjian had already died, but he did not expect him to still be alive. No matter what, he would not let Dou Tian kill Sikong Cangjian again.    

Not far away, when Luo Yuluo saw that Sikong Cangjian was still alive, his heart fiercely trembled.    

Then, the surrounding cultivators stood there unmoving. If he ran, the first to die would be him, because last time it was because he did not do anything that caused Sikong Cangjian to fall into the hands of Dou Tian.    

Luo Yuluo only hoped that Dou Tian and Sikong Cangjian would ignore him. In that case, they would not reveal what happened that day, and Sikong Yu would not kill him.    

"I don't dare? In this world, there are no enemies that I do not dare to kill! " With a flick of his finger, one of Sikong Cangjian's arms exploded.    

"Hiss" The crowd gasped. This Dou Tian was really not a simple and ruthless person, he actually dared to cut off one of his son's arm in front of Sikong Yu. How much courage did he need?    

"Stop!" Sikong Yu bellowed, his fists clenched so tightly that crackling sounds could be heard, he wanted to rush up and cut Duotian into a thousand pieces.    

In Sikong Cangjian's entire life, even he, as his father, had never scolded and beaten him before. Now that he was tormented by an outsider, how could he bear it?    

"You're the one who stopped me!" Dou Tian did not hesitate as he drank it back. A terrifying killing intent exploded from his body as he said coldly: "One more death Nanli Immortal Dynasty later, I'll cut a piece of Sikong Cangjian's body!"    

Sikong Yu's expression was incomparably cold. He had never been so angry before, especially when threatened and restricted by a member of the younger generation.    

Puff! With a crisp sound, the battle Heavenly Soul condensed its energy into a knife and cut off a piece of Sikong Cangjian's body.    

Sikong Yu's pupils contracted, his face turned green, his lungs almost exploding with anger, one could imagine how angry he was at that moment.    

He thought that if Dou Tian didn't speak up, Dou Tian wouldn't make a move. However, who would have thought that Dou Tian would actually dare to do such a thing?    

"If you want to prove with me that there are more people in Nanli Immortal Dynasty, or that your son has more meat, I'll accompany you!" Dou Tian's expression was ice-cold. He raised his hand and cut off a few pieces of meat.    

The crowd knew that Duotian was not joking. As long as Sikong Yu's men made a move, he would definitely dare to cut Sikong Cangjian's flesh.    

Just as he had said before, in this world, there was no enemy that he dared not kill. Wasn't Sikong Yu the fourth clan elder of Battle God Hall?    

When the cultivators of Nanli Immortal Dynasty saw the scene in the sky, they were no longer so afraid.    

So what if you are a Battle God Hall Elder?! If you dare to kill someone in the Nanli Immortal Dynasty, there will also be someone to heal you!    

"Very well!" Sikong Yu clenched his teeth and spat out a few words, then shouted: "All of you stop!"    

Sikong Yu had no choice but to compromise. He did not dare to use Sikong Cangjian's life to prove the bravery of Dou Tian.    

"Of course I'm fine." He didn't need to be courteous to someone from the Battle God Hall. If Sikong Yu wanted to kill him, it would be impossible for Zhan Tian to treat him kindly.    

After that, he swept his gaze across the other people in Battle God Hall with his cold eyes: "People of Battle God Hall, get out of Lihuoxindu, or else, Sikong Cangjian will still die!"    

"You dare to break your promise?" Sikong Yu was enraged, he had already taken a step back, he did not expect Dou Tian to step in closer.    

"Is there a promise between me and you? Even if there is, you are not worthy for me to comply. " Dou Tian looked at Sikong Yu in disdain. Previously, he thought that people with Battle God Hall were amazing, but now, in his eyes, it was nothing more than this.    

Sikong Yu gnashed his teeth, but was speechless. Defend a promise to an enemy? There might be people who would, but this person was not Sikong Yu.    

Similarly, why would Dou Tian keep his promise? Moreover, Dou Tian didn't agree to anything.    

"Everyone withdraw from the Lihuoxindu." Sikong Yu remained silent for a long time, before finally uttering these words. He himself took the lead and flew into the distance.    

He did not dare to bet Sikong Cangjian's life on it. With Dou Tian's character, he actually dared to kill Sikong Cangjian.    

Boom!" At this moment, a loud sound broke the silence from the sky. Two streams of light swooped down, violently colliding with each other. After that, the two sounds rapidly retreated.    

Zi Wuming's miserable figure was revealed. Carrying the Myriad-spirit Diagram, he looked at the continuously retreating Battle God Hall cultivators in puzzlement.    

"Sikong Yu, what are you doing?" Zi Wuming roared in anger, he was doubtful in his heart, what was going on, how did he manage to retreat so completely?