Battle God Emperor

Seeing Chu Yanran signing the contract, Dou Tian took it, turned around and flew out of the night market.    

"Humph, this old man will make your life worse than death. You will never know the methods of a battle pill refiner!" How could Wu Ren endure such anger, he did not hesitate to follow.    

High up in the sky outside the night market, Dou Tian and Wu Ren were standing with their heads up in the sky.    

It was a common thing for treasures to be in dispute, but it had never been resolved in front of so many people.    

"Brother Yi, you must protect Dou Tian as a favor to you." Xiang Rong took a deep breath and looked at the Clashing Heavens.    

"Don't worry, Duotian was able to kill Tang Mu when he was at Word Law Battle Magic Stage's third small realm, and furthermore, he has now broken through to Word Law Battle Magic Stage's fourth small realm." Yi Yun took a deep breath. Although he said that, it was hard to hide the worry in his heart.    

"Wu Ren is a Pill Refiner of Immortal Level cultivator, who knows what he will do in this battle." Xiang Rong shook his head.    

He had already treated Dou Tian as a Spirit Hall disciple and had even placed all of his hopes of rising up in Spirit Hall on Dou Tian. He could not allow Dou Tian to die here.    

"Old bastard, you must be careful. Even I am afraid of myself when I kill people." The Heaven Fighting Eyes slowly became cold.    

With a stretch of his hand, a slaughter appeared within it, emitting a ghastly light.    

Wu Ren sneered as he looked at the Dou Tian Dao: "Brat, I never thought that you would boast so shamelessly. You are already arrogant and despotic at the fourth small realm of Word Law Battle Magic Stage, what will you do in the future?    

"Remember to be honest in your next life!"    

With that said, Wu Ren turned into a streak of light and dashed towards Dou Tian with his Long Sword in hand. With a speed as fast as lightning, he revealed his Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage's strength.    

Dou Tian did not dare look down on him. This old fellow could already obtain Pill Refiner of Immortal Level from the Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage, so his strength should not be so simple. At the very least, his soul power could not be compared with normal Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage.    

Whoosh! The Fighting Sky moved, following the wind, his speed was extremely fast, not much slower than Wu Ren's.    

"Sunshine!"    

Rumbling flames burst out from Wu Ren's body as a few meters long fire Sword Aura condensed and formed. Even the air seemed as if it was going to tear apart.    

"Fire? No wonder Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage could become a Pill Refiner of Immortal Level! " Dou Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. He immediately executed the Blood River Saber Art to meet the attack head on.    

"Blood river!"    

With a wild roar, a torrential sea of blood began to burn behind Dou Tian's back, rolling and surging. The condensed Sword Aura was only 20 feet in size, but it was even more domineering and ferocious!    

Clang!    

With an explosive sound, the flaming sword and the bloody blade fiercely collided. Soul power surged out like a surging tide.    

The two figures suddenly separated, unable to do anything to each other.    

"Kill!"    

Wu Ren roared, he did not fear, and pounced towards Dou Tian once again. In that one strike just now, he had already probed Dou Tian's strength, so he only possessed the strength of an ordinary Word Law Battle Magic Stage.    

"Kill!"    

As soon as Dou Tian finished his sentence, he was fearless. He used the same Blood River Saber Art. However, compared to before, his momentum had increased by several times.    

The blade seemed to be very slow, but strangely, no matter how Wu Ren tried to dodge, the blade tip seemed to be aimed right at him.    

"Rumble!"    

An incomparably surging wave of qi fluctuations blossomed in the air, causing the entire world to feel as though it was boiling. An incomparable aura spread out in all directions, forming a powerful stream of air.    

"Brat, you have truly exceeded my expectations. However, I will make you understand the difference between the fourth small realm and the Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage!" Wu Ren roared, and once again pounced towards Dou Tian like a ferocious beast.    

Above his head, a blazing Long Sword floated in the air, rolling down in flames. Wu Ren's aura instantly rose by quite a bit.    

"Battle Soul of Grade Nine Heavenly Dao Level Scorching Sun Sword?" Dou Tian narrowed his eyes, but he still did not summon the Nether God Battle Soul. It was not that he was arrogant, but he felt that this kind of pressure was suitable for him.    

Perhaps, it would be able to help him improve in a certain aspect!    

Of course, Dou Tian thought about it more. In the Life and Death Arena, it was impossible for him to not use Battle Soul all the time. Hesitating Nether God Battle Soul was extremely unique, once used, his identity would be exposed.    

Swoosh swoosh! The terrifying flow of air was directly slashed apart by the Sword Qi around Wu Ren's body, bringing along an endless amount of flames, which made the spectators below feel a scorching Qi wave.    

"This brat actually did not use the power of the Battle Soul. Is he seeking death?"    

"I reckon he already knows that even if he were to use the power of the Battle Soul, he would not be able to beat his opponent. He might as well not use it."    

The crowd shook their heads. From their point of view, Dou Tian could not last long.    

"Sunscorch of the Sun, die!"    

Blue veins popped up on Wu Ren's forehead as he roared furiously. The twenty five meter long flaming sword hacked down in anger, as though the void was being torn apart.    

Dou Tian's expression slightly changed. He felt a huge wave of air rushing towards him. His body seemed to be unsteady, as if he could be blown away by this hurricane at any time.    

"Wind?" Dou Tian's eyes suddenly lit up as he felt the changes in the hurricane. He seemed to have understood something as he said, "First level Wind Force reduces the general resistance and is unable to borrow the wind. The second level of Wind Force should be a part of the wind."    

The soul power around Dou Tian's body trembled slightly, as if it was the exact same frequency as the soul around him. That kind of rhythm was extremely strange, but Dou Tian could actually feel it.    

"So that's how it is." The corner of Dou Tian's mouth curled into a faint smile.    

"You can still laugh at a time like this?" The crowd looked at Dou Tian in astonishment. Could it be that this brat had some trump card up his sleeves?    

Boom!" The flaming sword finally descended, and it was less than a meter away from Dou Tian. All of this happened in a split-second, as the flaming sword was about to kill Dou Tian.    

Whoosh!    

Dou Tian finally moved. His entire body strangely disappeared from where he stood, and when he reappeared, he was already over thirty meters away. His speed was as fast as a Teleportation.    

At the same time, a sharp blade beam went straight at Wu Ren.    

Puff!    

A stream of blood sprayed out from Dou Tian's arm. Although it had dodged the killing blow, it was still injured by the sword beam.    

Similarly, the opposing Wu Ren was not much better off. His left shoulder was pierced by the blade Qi and blood dripped down.    

"Poisonous?" Dou Tian's face suddenly darkened as he coldly looked at Wu Ren.    

"Haha, do you know how to become a Dou Shi now?" As long as you have a little wound, I can take your life! " Wu Ren laughed out and then pounced towards Dou Tian again.    

"This Wu Ren is really shameless, facing him head on, he actually poisoned him!" Many people in the crowd were incomparably furious. No one wanted to be tricked by someone in a confrontation.    

Even though the identity of a battle pill refiner was precious, it was still a shameful thing to use poison in a battle.    

Yi Yun and Xiang Rong's faces flashed with deep worry. Dou Jin grimaced in pain, and almost charged forward.    

Chu Yanran's face sunk, but she did not take it to heart, as though she had already known it before, the death of Duotian was not important to her, what was important was that she had to obtain the Seven-colored Dragon-pattern Wood.    

"As a Dou Apothecary, I feel ashamed for you!" Dou Tian grit his teeth and smiled. The corner of his mouth curled into a strange smile.    

Whoosh! His figure flashed, leaving behind a trail of flames in the air. He had been paying attention to Wu Ren's spectators the entire time, and was simply unable to catch Dou Tian's figure.    

Puff!    

A clear voice came out, and the crowd only saw a smear of blood shooting towards the sky. Wu Ren's head flew out as fear filled his eyes.    

"Dead?" The crowd sucked in a breath of cold air as their hearts trembled. They were all shocked by the strength of Dou Tian.