Battle God Emperor

Duotian's expression turned cold, and the thirteenth sword strike furiously slashed down on him. The bright and clear snowy night magnified in front of Ye Yulong's eyes.    

"No!"    

Ye Yulong roared, but the snowy night instantly swallowed him up, the sound was completely drowned out by the huge sound.    

A ravine that was a few meters deep extended from the feet of Dou Tian. It only stopped after reaching a distance of twenty to thirty meters away. Mud and dirt flew in all directions as dust suffused the air.    

In the next moment, the surroundings became completely silent.    

The crowd was dumbstruck, gulping down their saliva. Their minds were still preoccupied with the scene from earlier.    

Once the sword came out, Ye Yulong would die!    

The most shocking thing was that just as Dou Tian had said, Ye Yulong had died under his own clan's sword technique.    

When a sword is inferior to a person, you might think that others have secretly learned it.    

After a long while, the crowd finally recovered and recalled the words that Dou Tian had said before.    

Is it hard?    

It was only three words, but it was clear how much Dou Tian disregarded Ye Yulong. Dou Tian had never treated Ye Yulong as his opponent, but sadly, Ye Yulong was still conceited and thought that he was number one under heaven!    

The expressions of Ye Wushuang and the others were extremely unsightly. At this moment, they also believed that the Thirteen Snow Night Swords were something that Dou Tian had learnt during his battle.    

Luckily, they still thought that the Thirteen Swords of Snow Night was a secret that was not passed down, but now, it had been comprehended by Dou Tian.    

Dou Tian slowly withdrew his Asura Sacred Sword and looked indifferently at the puddle of blood on the ground. His ice-cold eyes turned towards the fatty and Ying Feng, who were facing off against four Word Law Battle Magic Stage s!    

The four of them felt as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake. Suddenly, they felt a cold shiver run down their spines.    

"Hu!"    

In a split-second, a figure akin to Nether God Battle Soul rushed into the battlefield, followed by a flash of sword beams. The sword's aura was astonishing, and blood splashed in the air.    

Ah!" One of the middle stage Word Law Battle Magic Stage warriors was killed by Dou Tian's sword. Blood dyed the ground and the other three Word Law Battle Magic Stage Expert s hurriedly retreated in fear.    

Bang!    

And at this time, Fatty and Ying Feng instantly rushed to the side of the two. The Heaven-fighting Halberd directly minced one of them into meat and cut a person's throat with the Sickle of the God of Death.    

The remaining person immediately ran. Although he was at the late stage of Word Law Battle Magic Stage, at this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of fighting.    

"Don't you think it's too late to run now?" Dou Tian's eyes were ice-cold. He did not intend to let go of someone with Snow Night Imperial City.    

Only by killing to the point where they were terrified would they truly fear Yanbei. Otherwise, if they missed today, the Xueye Empire would not let Yanbei go.    

Stepping onto the cloud ladder, Duotian's speed reached its limit. He slowly brandished the Asura Holy Sword, launching another move.    

With a pfft, the fourth Word Law Battle Magic Stage's seventh realm expert was split into two. A rain of blood sprinkled down as his internal organs fell onto the ground.    

On a distant mountain peak, when Xue Yaorao saw this scene, she was unable to calm the shock on her face for a long time. She said in her heart: "As expected of the Hall Master of the Asura Hall, killing without batting an eye, exterminating in the middle and late stages of Word Law Battle Magic Stage is like cutting vegetables and cutting melons."    

Xue Yaorao knew that she had killed countless people, but she was also shocked by Dou Tian's aura. Xue Yaorao became more determined, before Dou Tian grew, no matter what, even if he had to sacrifice his life, he would ensure that he would be safe.    

However, at this moment, Dou Tian still did not show any signs of stopping. His killing intent rose greatly, and he changed his target to the Snow Night Word Law Battle Magic Stage which was going to fight against the Tyrant Sword Empire of the eight great Word Law Battle Magic Stage.    

When Dou Tian appeared at the high altitude battlefield, the Tyrant Sword Empire s and the eight Battle Soul couldn't help but shiver. Luckily, Dou Tian's target wasn't them, but the eight people opposite him.    

"Kill!"    

The fatty shouted in anger as he rushed into the battlefield without any hesitation. Now that he finally had the chance to make a comeback, how could he miss it?    

Naturally, Ying Feng was not willing to fall behind. With the Sickle of the God of Death in his hand, he began to harvest the lives of the Xueye Empire warriors.    

"Stop!" Ye Wushuang roared, he really wanted to tear Dou Tian into pieces. Unfortunately, Uncle Feng would never give him the chance, he would never be able to escape.    

"Kill!" On top of the mountain peak, Xue Yaorao waved her lotus root arms, and the dozens of people behind him disappeared without a trace.    

With the addition of the Snow Tower killer, snow night soldiers fell to the ground, turning this entire place into an Asura territory.    

The smell of blood filled the air, causing the soldiers to despair. However, to the soldiers of Yanbei, this was the catalyst for their blood boiling.    

Clang ~    

As the city gates opened, orderly and orderly sounds of footsteps could be heard. Thousands of Yanbei warriors went up on stage, yelling and shouting their battle skills that completely drowned out the battlefield.    

No one had expected that the attack on Yanbei on a snowy night would end like this.    

Even if Xue Ye were to leave at this moment, her vitality would definitely be greatly damaged, and she would suffer heavy casualties among the Word Law Battle Magic Stage Warriors, making it impossible for her to recover within ten years.    

Ye Wushuang coughed blood continuously, his face flushed red. The more he worried, the more weaknesses Uncle Feng would reveal, causing him to be completely suppressed.    

Similarly, the other four Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage s were not much better off. They were covered in blood and two of them were on the verge of collapse.    

Finally, under the fatal attack of Snow Tower Qi Gu, one of the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage fell and was buried in the ground.    

"How could that be?" Ye Wushuang's hair was flying all over the place, he couldn't believe what was happening. Was Xue Ye really going to lose?    

With one Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage dead, Qi Gu naturally didn't intervene. With five against five, Uncle Feng and the rest still had the upper hand. Now, with five against four, the situation was extremely clear.    

"Old fart Ye, looks like you're wrong. You can't destroy Yanbei and even more so, you can't touch Wind God Academy." Uncle Feng laughed blandly as he struck Ye Wushuang's chest with his palm, shattering all of his internal organs.    

Puff!    

Almost at the same time, a bloody light pierced his chest from the back. Unknowingly, Qi Gu had appeared behind him and dealt him a fatal blow.    

"Haha, I hate you!" Ye Wushuang howled towards the sky, his cold eyes staring straight at the Dou Tian. Unfortunately, the Uncle Feng would not give him the chance.    

Two rays of light flashed, and cut off Ye Wushuang's arm, causing blood to spurt out, and Ye Wushuang dropped to the ground.    

At almost the same time, the other Ye Family practitioner was also killed by Niu Feiyang, while the remaining two were surrounded by Niu Feiyang's group of five, their eyes filled with panic.    

"Stop!"    

Just at this moment, a ray of light shot from the horizon and two figures appeared in the sky. They were Prince Ren, Ye Nantian and Ye Yuxuan.    

Ye Yuxuan suddenly bowed to Dou Tian, he took a deep breath and looked at Dou Tian, and cupped his hands: "Elder Brother Dou!"    

Ye Yuxuan knew that only Dou Tian would be able to end this war. These people were here because of Dou Tian.    

Dou Tian inhaled a deep breath. In the end, he nodded his head and said, "Everyone, stop."    

His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap that resounded throughout the battlefield. Everyone stopped as their gazes fell upon Dou Tian.    

"Thank you, Elder Brother Dou." Ye Yuxuan looked at Dou Tian gratefully, then bowed to all the warriors around him: "Thank you everyone, please stop, Ye Yuxuan thanks here."    

The people who were still alive let out a light sigh of relief. Fortunately Ye Yuxuan and Xue Nan Tian had come in time, otherwise, they would all have to stay here.    

"Heaven Fighting!" At this moment, a roar sounded out from within the ruins. A bloody figure shakily stood up with a sinister expression on his face as he looked at Dou Tian.