Battle God Emperor

C562 Bloodbath



C562 Bloodbath

Stop?    

    

Dou Tian didn't have any intention of stopping. Since he had already raised his saber, killing one would be equivalent to killing the other. Killing two would also be equivalent to killing all of these people.    

    

"Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?" A gale flashed past, followed by a black and white sword qi pouring down towards Heaven Fighting.    

    

The reaction of Duotian was also very fast. The Asura Holy Sword struck out with a Blood River Saber Art. The two sabers and swords collided, causing a terrifying energy fluctuation to appear in the air.    

    

Dou Tian felt his arm go numb and retreated back to Feng Lang in a flash. Beside Dou Jin and Guan Xiaoqi, the three of them were currently recuperating while Chen Feng stood guard beside them.    

    

However, in just an instant, his eyes were attracted by a figure that was far away.    

    

When the dust scattered, a figure appeared in the middle of the storm in the distance. It was a young man in his twenties holding a black and white Long Sword, looking extremely strange.    

    

However, the aura exuding from his body was extremely extraordinary, and was even stronger than Tang Yao's!    

    

"It's the Black and White Sword King, Ning Zhe! He actually came!"    

    

"How could he not come? He still hasn't come, the people from his Wangdao Alliance have all been slaughtered."    

    

"That's right, he's the deputy chief of the Wangdao Alliance, he's the one in charge of everything in the outer city. If the people from the Wangdao Alliance are all killed by Duotian, then his responsibility would be huge."    

    

"I heard that Ning Zhe has already comprehended three levels of sword forces and can break through Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage at any time. If it wasn't for the matter of Wangdao Alliance, he would have already entered the Inner Academy last year during the Inner Academy examination."    

    

The crowd recognized the newcomer. The young man's name was Ning Zhe, and he was a Ning Family disciple from one of the three great families, an extraordinary talent. He was already half a step into the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage at the age of twenty.    

    

"Have you eaten the heart of a bear, leopard, of the people who killed my Wangdao Alliance?" Ning Zhe spoke out, his tone was overbearing and overbearing as he walked towards Dou Tian step by step.    

    

Today, thirty to forty people had died at the Wangdao Alliance, so as the deputy chief, he had to take responsibility. The only thing he could do now was to avenge the dead.    

    

"Those who kill will always be killed!" He was not the slightest bit afraid.    

    

"Humph!" Ning Zhe snorted, his long hair flying, his arms shaking, the black and white sword slashed out, a black and white Sword Qi blooming in the air.    

    

These sword Qis were not ordinary sword Qis. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that there were tiny black and white sword Qis circulating within the sword Qis.    

    

In other words, these black and white sword Qis were formed from countless smaller black and white sword Qis, giving off a sense of unparalleled sharpness.    

    

"What a terrifying soul power control! This person has probably already touched a sword intent!" Dou Tian did not dare to underestimate them. His body was heavily injured and he relied on the potential of his meridians to recover to his current state in a short period of time.    

    

Dou Tian was confident enough to take care of Ning Zhe, but what happened after that?    

    

If it was anyone else, how could he be a match for them?    

    

Feng Lang, Dou Jin and Guan Xiaoqi were still recovering, and would definitely not recover for a while.    

    

Most importantly, he could feel that several strands of soul power were spying on him. If it wasn't for his extremely keen senses, he wouldn't have noticed them at all.    

    

Duotian judged that the owner of the soul power must be at least at the ninth level of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage or above. It might even be a Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.    

    

He didn't know what those people were spying on him for, but even after he killed so many people with Battle God Academy, no one took any action.    

    

This also meant that those people didn't oppose killing. Or, it could be said that they didn't have any intention of attacking him.    

    

"As long as I take care of Ning Zhe and the others, given enough time to rest, I should be able to get through this crisis." Dou Tian thought to himself as his eyes became sharper.    

    

Following which, he swept his eyes across the blood on the ground, and the corner of his mouth curled up.    

    

He did not know when the Asura Holy Sword appeared in his hand, but he slowly raised it. With Dou Tian as the center, it gave rise to a series of monstrous hurricanes. Behind Dou Tian, an enormous blood-red Sword Aura appeared.    

    

"Huhuhu ~"    

    

Violent winds raged, and the blood on the ground suddenly and strangely began to gather towards the blood colored Sword Aura behind Dou Tian's back. The blood colored Sword Aura became sharper and sharper.    

    

The oncoming black sword aura was forcibly stopped by the waves of the blood colored Sword Aura and continued to explode.    

    

However, the black and white sword qi did not disappear. As they continued to explode more and more, their attacks became more and more terrifying.    

    

"What kind of battle skill is that? It can actually absorb blood to fight?" The crowd was shocked.    

    

Ning Zhe also frowned, the black and white sword qi had always been unstoppable, but today it was blocked by the opponent's sword force.    

    

"Black and White Ghost Kill!" Ning Zhe's expression became serious as he took a deep breath and released his soul power. A ten-meter-long figure floated above his head.    

    

It was a giant black and white leopard. It seemed as if its entire body was made of clouds, and it emitted a gentle force. Within that gentle force, there was even a hint of sharpness mixed within.    

    

Ning Zhe felt the danger and immediately summoned his Battle Soul of Grade Nine Heavenly Dao Level, the Black White Cloud Panther. He had already started using his full strength, killing in one move, not giving Dou Tian the chance to retaliate.    

    

"Blood Kill!"    

    

Dou Tian raised the Asura Holy Sword high up and it slowly descended. The vast blood-colored Sword Aura was over a hundred feet long. Even the enormous Black White Cloud Leopard Battle Soul was extremely insignificant under this Sword Aura.    

    

Boom boom!    

    

There was a loud explosion, and waves of Qi crashed into the buildings on both sides of the street, completely destroying them. Those corpses were also torn apart by the sword Qi, leaving nothing behind.    

    

The crowd retreated, looking in shock at the black and white sword aura and the blood-colored Sword Aura. The black and white sword aura continued to explode, as though lightning was interweaving.    

    

Slowly, it actually formed a huge whirlpool that swallowed the blood colored Sword Aura within. The blood colored Sword Aura that entered the whirlpool was slowly obliterated.    

    

"Break!"    

    

With an explosive shout, all of the remaining soul power in his body was poured into the blood red Sword Aura, his aura instantly skyrocketed and the blood red Sword Aura tore through the black and white whirlpool, landing on the black and white Cloud Leopard Battle Soul above Ning Zhe's head.    

    

Puff!    

    

Ning Zhe spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying dozens of meters back before he stopped. There was a crack on the ground that was about two to three meters deep and over forty meters long;    

    

When the dust settled, the crowd finally came back to their senses. When they saw the cracks on the ground, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. This sword strike of his was too terrifying.    

    

This was a sword technique created solely for killing. The more people one killed and the more blood one shed, the stronger the attack would be.    

    

"Ahem, kill him. He no longer has the strength to fight back." Angry roars came out from the ruins, only to see Ning Zhe, covered in blood, lying in the pit of trash, raising his head with much difficulty and shouting.    

    

"Ha ~" The crowd couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.    

    

No way to resist? They had not listened to it once or twice, but each time, no one had been able to get any benefits.    

    

Some even suspected that Duotian had purposefully shown the enemy his weakness in order to lure these people to their deaths.    

    

In the distance, Dou Tian didn't have the slightest bit of strength on his body. The two golden needles had also been shaken out by that strike. He didn't even have the strength to pick up his blade and sword.    

    

"I still underestimated Ning Zhe's strength." Dou Tian's heart was extremely gloomy.    

    

"Hurry up and kill him!" Seeing that the people from the Wangdao Alliance were not moved, Ning Zhe completely went berserk.    

    

"Kill!" Several people gathered their courage and rushed toward Dou Tian while gritting their teeth. However, their speed was very slow. It was as if they were truly afraid of Dou Tian from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

Dou Tian and Chen Feng stared unwaveringly at the few people approaching them. It was impossible for Chen Feng to defend against them alone.    

    

At this moment, who would save them?    

    


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