Battle God Emperor

The rain of swords came and disappeared as quickly as they disappeared. In an instant, the void returned to normal as two figures revealed themselves in the sky. Yi Mo Shou and Yi Feimo stood in a deadlock, definitely not moving at all.    

    

The crowd did not know what had happened. Only the words spoken by Dou Tian reverberated in the air for a long time.    

    

"A single sword strike is enough to kill you!"    

    

The tyrannical and unbridled words were extremely shocking. Most people believed that Dou Tian was able to kill Yi Feimo.    

    

But, that white robed old man is Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, can you kill him with a single slash?    

    

Puff puff!    

    

Suddenly, two crisp sounds echoed out. A bloody wound appeared between Yi Mo Shou and Yi Feimo's eyebrows, blood splattering everywhere. The bloody wound was extremely shocking.    

    

Moreover, that was only the beginning. Several breaths later, the bodies of the two people suddenly exploded and they were split into two by the Heaven Duelling Sword Technique.    

    

One sword, Yi Feimo was dead! Yi Mo Shishi, die!    

    

Hiss ~    

    

The sound of people inhaling cold air could be heard, and his scalp felt somewhat numb. He had not seen Dou Tian for half a year, yet Dou Tian had become so strong that he could even kill Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.    

    

Yi Zhongtang, who was on the ground, sat down and muttered to himself, "It's over, it's all over ~"    

    

If he could not even kill the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, how many people could contend against the Yi Family? Even if they could stop Dou Tian, who would dare to kill him?    

    

No matter what the result was, Yi Family could not escape the fate of destruction, unless one agreed to the conditions of Heaven Fighting.    

    

But since things had already come to this point, would Dou Tian still forgive Yi Family?    

    

In the next moment, the crowd was attracted by another matter. Yi Feimo's and Yi Mo's blood was unexpectedly attracted by a strange power, and in the end, all of it flowed into the treasured sword in Dou Tian's hands.    

    

His sword can make Yin Xue? This was too shocking.    

    

"What a sharp sword, what a brutal sword!" In the distance, Lou Aotian and Chu Qingkuang also recovered from their shock.    

    

In half a year's time, he was actually strong to such an extent.    

    

"I seem to have seen a sea of blood." Chu Qingkuang also took a deep breath, and said: "What you said is wrong, Heaven Fighting, is more terrifying than Ouyang Xiaopiao."    

    

In the past, Chu Qingkuang had never thought that Dou Tian was that strong. It was only when he killed Ning Wusheng last time that Chu Qingkuang realized just how terrifying Dou Tian was.    

    

However, Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage killing Peak of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage and Peak of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage killing Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage were completely different levels.    

    

Now, Dou Tian had proven in front of everyone that not everyone could bully him.    

    

"I wonder what he went through in the past six months." Lou Aotian squinted his eyes, and said to himself, "Not only has he become stronger, the sword in his hand has also become sharper."    

    

"Maybe I met a lucky chance." Chu Qingkuang's fighting spirit rose.    

    

"Right now, you and I might not be his match anymore." Lou Aotian shook his head, his white robes fluttering about, still as extraordinary as before. Although he said that, his face did not show any signs of dejection.    

    

Chu Qingkuang nodded, and did not deny it, saying: "Our swords, can still be faster and sharper, and we still have a month's time before we open our Southern Region Large Competition, this is also a great opportunity for us."    

    

Lou Aotian remained silent but a cold sternness flashed through the depths of his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking about.    

    

In the distance, Dou Tian had killed Yi Feimo and Yi Mo Shou with a single sword strike. He remained calm, as if he had done something insignificant.    

    

Yin Xue, the Shura Holy Sword, Duotian was already used to it and did not pay much attention to it.    

    

"The first task has already been accomplished. It's time for the second." Dou Tian retracted his consciousness, his ice-cold eyes once again landing on Yi Zhongtang's body.    

    

Yi Zhongtang trembled from head to toe, his body trembling nonstop. He had no idea how to speak at all.    

    

He was extremely regretful in his heart. All of this was because his son Yi Jizhou stole Duan Xingyue, if he knew earlier, he would have shot this unfilial son onto the wall.    

    

A middle-aged man in a black brocade robe sat in a large hall in Yi Manor with his brows knitted tightly. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand and his expression looked extremely grim.    

    

"Patriarch!" Suddenly, an anxious voice sounded from outside the door.    

    

"What's going on? Why are you so flustered? Could it be that Second Elder killed Dou Tian? " The black Golden-robed Man sat up in shock. He was none other than the Patriarch of the Yi Family, Yi Zhongli.    

    

"No, no, it's Dou Tian …" The servant fell to his knees with a thump, his voice trembling.    

    

"Speak, what happened?" Yi Zhong Ting's eyebrows knitted together, feeling a deep uneasiness in his heart.    

    

"Replying to the Patriarch, Duotian killed the Second Elder and Eldest Young Master!" The servant mustered up his courage and finished what he was saying in one breath.    

    

"What?" Upon hearing this, Yi Zhongting felt as if he was struck by lightning. His body trembled violently as his pupils contracted in disbelief. He grabbed the underling's collar and said, "Impossible, how can Dou Tian be a match for Second Elder!"    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Right at that moment, two shriveled corpses were thrown in front of the lobby door, followed by an ice-cold voice: "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it."    

    

"Who's talking?" The hall was deathly silent. The next moment, their gazes landed on the two corpses on the ground.    

    

Although they were extremely skinny, they could still determine that they were Yi Feimo and Yi Mo Shou. It was just that their blood had been sucked dry by the Asura Holy Sword.    

    

Not far in front of the two corpses stood a few figures. The one leading them was Dou Tian. He looked calmly at Yi Zhong Ting.    

    

"Duotian, you're so cruel!" Yi Zhongli trembled violently. If it was before, he would have killed Dou Tian with a slap. But now, he did not dare to go against him. If Dou Tian did not kill him, he would already be burning incense.    

    

"So cruel? Why didn't you feel cruel when your son framed me? When the hundreds of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage Expert s surrounded and killed me, why didn't your Yi Family feel cruel? Why don't you feel cruel towards Yi Jizhou who insulted my Divine Needle Pavilion? " A series of rhetorical questions came out of Dou Tian's mouth.    

    

Dou Tian didn't have any mercy at all when he killed Yi Feimo. He had given many chances back then, and if Dou Tian had wanted to kill him, he would have made a move within the Secret Realm of Ancient Land.    

    

It was also because of the burning anger Dou Tian felt today that he decided to settle all of these matters.    

    

"You've already killed him, what else do you want?" It was only now that he realized that the so-called master of a huge clan was just a joke in front of some people.    

    

If Dou Tian killed Ouyang Tianyi, wouldn't he also be able to live well? Not to mention killing his son?    

    

"What do I want? Some people don't take my kindness seriously, so they have to pay for their actions. " Dou Tian's expression was extremely indifferent, "I remember that someone once told Yi Jizhou that you are now a direct descendant of the Yi Family, you can flaunt your strength, what about a hundred years from now?"    

    

"I, Duotian, will not be able to see how your Yi Family will turn out in a hundred years. I just want to tell you that I don't want to see your entire bloodline become the Clan Master of Yi Family!"    

    

Dou Tian's words resounded loudly. He added in his heart, "Since you're already so strong, then go all the way to the end!"    

    

Aren't you the proud and arrogant direct line of descent of a noble family? What would happen if you were no longer in the line of descent?    

    

I don't want to see your line becoming Patriarch of the Yi Family be this simple.