C1043 Instant Slaughter
C1043 Instant Slaughter
Seeing that Lei Jiu did not say a word, Wu Shengzhi knew that his bet was right, and immediately took advantage of the situation to strike the iron wall, silently cursing Lei Jiu in his heart.
When these words were spoken, the expressions of Dou Tian and the others became serious again. It seemed that one wave had not yet calmed down, and another wave had appeared.
They knew that it was impossible for Wu Family to bypass Dou Tian. This battle was almost unavoidable.
Stop you? I can't wait for you to kill Dou Tian! Lei Jiu snickered in his heart.
"Sigh." Suddenly, Lei Jiu sighed, with a helpless look on his face, "Since Clan Master is so stubborn, Lei Jiu cannot persuade him, furthermore, this is your personal grudge, this old man cannot stop it, please go ahead. "Hao'er, let's go."
After leaving that sentence, Lei Jiu turned and brought Lei Hao away. He did not give Lei Hao a chance to refute his words, he was afraid that Lei Hao would stay and stop him from killing Duotian.
However, Lei Hao did not resist at all, because Dou Tian directly gave him an order for him to follow Lei Jiu and leave. In any case, with Lei Jiu here, Lei Hao would not be able to play any role.
Of course, Dou Tian thought even further. If Lei Hao were to speak up for him again, Lei Family would definitely suspect that he did something to Lei Hao. It would be even more troublesome.
It would be better to let Lei Hao follow him, and let him investigate the matter of Lei Family. Moreover, Wu Family and these people might not even be able to take their lives.
Seeing Lei Jiu taking Lei Hao and leaving, everyone in the Wu Family sneered. Without Lei Hao blocking them, wouldn't it be like they were playing around with the people who killed Dou Tian?
"Brat, now that you don't have Young Master Lei to save you, just let us pull out our tendons and skin. If you're scared, then just wipe your own neck." The white armored youth became arrogant again.
His name was Wu Ming, and he was the son of the Patriarch of Wu Family, Young Master Wu Family.
"With people like you, there's no need for the Third Brother to do anything and I'll kill you." Guan Xiaoqi took out the Splitting Sun Bow and aimed it at Wu Ming with it like a full moon.
Fatty and the others were already prepared for battle so in his eyes, Wu Ming and the rest of the Wu Family were not scary at all.
The only thing they were worried about was Wu Shengzhi. The soul energy undulations emitted from his body which even they could not see through, and they could faintly feel a dangerous aura. Wu Shengzhi's strength was definitely at the ninth level of the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, or even the peak.
"Xiaoqi, you guys help me rush through the array. I'll kill them!" Dou Tian took a step forward and spoke with a heroic spirit.
The Asura Will had broken through to the second layer, but Dou Tian had not really fought yet. His entire body felt rusty, and today was the perfect day to strike.
With his current strength, other than Wu Shengzhi, no one else would be able to threaten Dou Tian's life.
Furthermore, Wu Shengzhi would definitely not let him leave that easily, he would rather fight to his heart's content.
"A tiny second realm of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, really ignorant. I'll let you know what is the difference in realm." One of the black-clothed men said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind rose up in the air and swept towards Dou Tian from all directions.
The wind was like a blade and sword, giving off a strong and sharp aura. Generally speaking, the higher realm one's Warrior of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage was in, the deeper one's comprehension of the will would be, and the stronger they would be.
This black-clothed man clearly had comprehended the will of the wind. Judging from the fluctuations in his soul power, he should be a Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage warrior.
Suddenly, the black-clothed man moved. He seemed to have disappeared into thin air, and it was obvious that he had fused with the wind. A dense mass of black shadows appeared in the air, all of them belonging to the black-clothed man.
Soon after, a gigantic whirlpool appeared in the sky. There were wind dragons hovering within the whirlpool, giving off a terrifying aura.
There were simply too many black shadows, so many that it was impossible to count.
When the spectators saw the scene in the sky, they were overwhelmed with shock. It was as if the Strong Wind could tear all of them apart.
On the other hand, Dou Tian stood there without a change in his expression. He was like an ancient pine tree, standing firmly despite the wind and rain.
Slowly, a layer of faint black fog emerged from Dou Tian's body. At the same time, his eyes slowly closed, everything flashed through his mind, his thoughts becoming extremely clear.
The black mist became denser and denser, and slowly started to spread, then got blown away by the Strong Wind.
When the black clothed man saw this, he immediately sneered, as if saying that. Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage's second small realm, even if you could defeat Lei Hao, in front of his Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, what did it matter?
What he didn't know was that at this moment, the space within a circumference of hundreds of meters was clearly imprinted in Dou Tian's mind. That was a world of wind.
He could even see numerous grey wind blades shooting towards him like sharp arrows, but the densely packed shadows were slowly melting.
In the end, only a black-clothed figure was revealed as he grimaced while looking at Dou Tian.
This figure constantly flickered and changed directions, leaving behind numerous afterimages. However, no matter how he flashed and changed, the black-clothed man was like a clown that was jumping around in Dou Tian's mind, making him lose face.
"That brat couldn't have been scared silly, right? He actually closed his eyes at this moment!"
"He's probably waiting for death!"
The crowd sneered, they thought that Dou Tian's strength was not worthy of his reputation, and many people even thought that it was only a coincidence that Dou Tian was able to defeat Lei Hao.
As the gale struck his body, his Heaven Fighting Robe began to flutter. Suddenly, an evil smile emerged on his face. At the same time, the Asura Holy Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Enough jumping around!"
Dou Tian spoke softly before pulling out the Asura Holy Sword. There was no sword qi nor was there any abnormality, but the direction of the Heaven Fighting Slash was as if the Strong Wind that filled the sky had been sliced apart by a sword.
Clang!
The Asura Holy Sword moved very quickly, returning to its sheath very quickly. It was only a simple sharpening, taking out the sword, and putting it away. Many people, upon seeing this scene, couldn't help but reveal expressions of contempt.
However, the next moment, the crowd was dumbfounded, and their hearts started trembling.
Puff! A crisp sound rang out as a figure emerged from the gale. On his chest, there was a hideous bloody scar that extended from his left shoulder to the right side of his waist.
He lowered his head in shock as he looked at his body below him. Blood spewed out as his body was split in half. His body slowly fell and his internal organs were scattered all over the place.
This person's comprehension of the Mandate of Wind was not bad, but there were too many tricks involved. The countless afterimages might be able to confuse others.
But, with the Nether God Battle Soul, the Spiritual Sense was very strong, and his speed was not slow either. No matter how many tricks he played, it was useless in front of him.
"Dead!" Someone cried out in alarm, their eyes revealing a look of fear. In their eyes, how could such an insignificant sword strike be able to kill Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage?
Killing intent flashed in the eyes of Wu Shengzhi and Wu Ming, and the strength of Duotian exceeded what he knew.
"Clown!" An ice-cold voice rang out, and Dou Tian indifferently raised his head, looking at everyone from the Wu Family s.