Battle God Emperor

Over a hundred imperial guards roared wildly, their momentum mighty and their imposing manner intimidating. To be able to become an imperial guard, most of them were elites of Xueye Empire, the weakest of them were at the seventh stage of Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage, and they were all powerful experts who came from the blood and bones.    

Although they were battling against only three people, the ten of them were in a group, forming a small offensive formation, causing their attack and defense to increase multiple times. Even the first small realm of Word Law Battle Magic Stage did not dare to crush them.    

This was also because of Ye Yulong's confidence that even without the Word Law Battle Magic Stage Expert, the imperial guards could still tear off Dou Tian and the others. At most, it would just be a matter of time.    

Dou Tian did not dare to hold anything back. Killing intent emanated from his entire body. With the Asura Holy Sword in hand, he stepped on Xue Wuhen as he charged into a small team.    

Clang! Clang!    

The sound of metal clashing rang out as sparks shot into the sky. The Heaven Fighting Fist and the Sword Swords knew of the situation, and unexpectedly did not gain any advantage as his body was sent flying.    

"As expected of the imperial guards, the elites of the elites. Not to mention their strength, their coordination is practically flawless, and their equipment is all Lifespan Artifact s. No wonder Ye Yulong was so confident."    

Dou Tian thought to himself: "If I can't get any benefits by going head on, then I can only rely on my speed and agility."    

The ground beneath his feet changed, as Dou Tian activated the Misty Ethereal Divine Trace Step. His figure became strange, leaving behind numerous afterimages. With his current strength, even Peak of Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage Warriors might not be able to catch a glimpse of his figure.    

"Autumn Wind Fallen Leaf!"    

Dou Tian shouted lightly. The Asura Holy Sword sliced through the neck of one of them, causing blood to spurt out.    

"As expected, speed is lacking."    

Dou Tian's expression turned cold and the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer. His figure once again disappeared from where he stood. When the few people in front of him pounced at him, Dou Tian had already disappeared without a trace.    

"Hmm?"    

Suddenly, Dou Tian narrowed his eyes. After killing one person, there was actually another person that quickly made up for it. Moreover, this small formation was quickly changing, forming a single word.    

Dou Tian coldly smiled. Did he really think that he could stop him just like that?    

The Long Sword danced, flickering with an unusual light in the dark night. Strangely, the sword beam did not touch even a single snowflake.    

Even though the curtain of night was slowly descending, the Xueye Empire was still as bright as day.    

Following that series of blood-curdling screams, Blood Sword s were shot into the sky one after another, and their corpses soon fell to the ground.    

Heaven Fighting was like a Nether God Battle Soul in the dark night, killing a person with a single sword strike. Every time he attacked, the killing intent would increase.    

In the distance, the fat man charged recklessly while the Eight Desolations Six Palm danced in his hand. It was different from the strange attacks of Dou Tian where the fat man's attacks were extremely tyrannical. Although each palm strike could not kill anyone, it still shook the Imperial guards until they coughed up blood.    

"Again, haha. I haven't felt this good in a long time."    

Ying Feng laughed loudly. Under his black robe, he only revealed a mouthful of white teeth, so no one could clearly see his face.    

However, no one dared to look down on him. His sword was extremely strange and there was no pattern to it. It was like fighting the heavens. There was never an extra sword. With every sword strike, one would definitely die.    

"So powerful, if the Word Law Battle Magic Stage does not take action, these hundred imperial guards are truly not enough for them to kill!"    

The crowd felt a chill in their hearts.    

In the eyes of many, Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage was already considered to be strong in terms of strength. However, today, they discovered that if they didn't break through Word Law Battle Magic Stage, they were still like ants.    

There were also some who believed that it wasn't that the imperial guards weren't strong enough, but that these three were simply too abnormal.    

"Kill!"    

Ye Yulong's eyes were bloodshot, veins on his forehead were popping up, he knew the power of the imperial guards, even if it were him, facing ten people, he would not be able to do it so casually.    

He finally realized that he had still underestimated them. The three of them had actually obtained the upper hand in the battle against the hundred imperial guards.    

"Chen Tianming, transfer another hundred imperial guards over."    

Ye Yulong said while grinding his teeth. His cold eyes swept across Xue Yaorao, if it wasn't for Xue Yaorao, with Chen Tianming attacking them, how could Dou Tian and the others still be alive?    

"Yes, Imperial Lord!"    

Chen Tianming nodded his head, his fists clenched tight, wishing that he could immediately rush to the battlefield and tear Dou Tian and the others into pieces.    

That was a subordinate that he had carefully trained. However, he had been slaughtered by Dou Tian and the others as if they were cutting vegetables. How could he remain calm?    

On top of the ice river, countless corpses were lying on the ground. The fresh blood was incomparably bewitching, dyeing the surface of the river blood-red. In the dark of the night, it was extremely dazzling.    

Dou Tian leaped up as he brandished his Asura Sacred Sword. A few more people had lost their lives, but Dou Tian didn't have the slightest bit of mercy. The killing intent he exuded only grew stronger and stronger.    

His eyes were cold and emotionless, even sharper than the sword in his hand, and even more murderous.    

"Asura, this is the true Asura. Only by experiencing slaughter and a baptism of blood can it truly transform."    

Xue Yaorao's eyes shone as she excitedly muttered to herself.    

The eyes of Baili Kuangfeng, Baili Wenfeng, Chen Feng and the others twitched. The power of Heaven Fighting was beyond their knowledge.    

"Plop, plop ~"    

The sound of blood splashing continuously sounded out, as if it had become the only style in the night. The chilling killing intent suffused the air, as if it had become eternal.    

The white snow drifted about, and the corpses were slowly frozen into ice sculptures, covered in blood. A wave of coldness assaulted their hearts, and many of them couldn't help but shiver.    

Tonight, even if Dou Tian and the others died here, they were destined to be forever recorded in the annals of history.    

There had once been three people who had killed the Snow Night imperial guards in anger and made an enemy of the imperial court. That proud and heroic appearance of theirs would definitely become the topic of discussion after the meal.    

Dou Tian's eyes became colder and colder. There were a few traces of blood on his body, but he didn't care. There was only slaughter in his eyes.    

His sword was already somewhat indifferent, without any fancy tricks. It swept in every direction as he pleased, invincible in every direction.    

The four Word Law Battle Magic Stage Expert of the imperial guards coldly watched the scene unfold. If looks could kill, then the trio would have already died who knows how many times.    

Their fists were clenched and their fingernails dug into their palms, causing blood to flow out slowly.    

"Kill!"    

At this moment, a monstrous roar resounded from the distance as countless other silhouettes rushed out, pouncing towards the surface of the river of ice.    

Obviously, it was Chen Tianming who had transferred another hundred imperial guards over. If they could not kill three of the hundred, then what about the two hundred?    

A person's soul power is limited. In the three of their Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage, there will always be a time when their soul power will dry up.    

Even if they were piled up using corpses, Ye Yulong did not hesitate. Today, Dou Tian and Fatty must die.    

No matter how much of a price he had to pay, as long as the person behind him was satisfied, his Xueye Empire would definitely rise.    

"Haha, great!"    

Fatty was covered in blood. Most of his soul power had been consumed, but his aura was becoming more and more domineering. He was like a dormant wild beast.    

"If I don't die today, I'll drink three hundred cups one day. I won't return until I'm drunk."    

Ying Feng's eyes became red from killing. As an assassin, he rarely faced his enemy head on, but today, after killing so many people, the number of Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage that died to his hands was more than the number he ever killed.    

"Don't worry, there will be a day like this!"    

Fatty laughed out loud and shattered one of the imperial guards with a single punch.    

In the distance, Dou Tian remained silent. His silhouette didn't change as he brandished the Asura Holy Sword, walking towards the imperial guards. With every step he took, there would be a man killed.    

To kill a person with a single step, just how domineering and domineering was that? It made the surrounding warriors feel a chill run down their spines.    

After a short while, no one rushed forward. Dou Tian forced his way towards the dozens of people in front of him. The Asura Holy Sword was stained with blood, but strangely, the blood did not freeze and became ice cold.    

The imperial guards who were besieging Dou Tian panicked and kept retreating, as if the one in front of them was not a warrior of the seventh stage or lesser, but a peerless Word Law Battle Magic Stage.