Battle God Emperor

"Ah ~" A miserable shriek could be heard coming from the Sword Qi vortex high up in the sky. The shrieks were intermittent, causing the crowd to be unable to hear what was happening inside.    

    

They only saw Dou Tian rushing into the sword Qi whirlpool, and then they could no longer see anything else.    

    

The Sword Qi Swirl continued, Dou Tian suddenly activated Heaven-earth Kill, his killing intent engulfing the entire Sword Qi Swirl, causing Lan Luo to suddenly reveal his fear.    

    

"Meaning? You have already comprehended Intent! " Lan Luo looked at Dou Tian in disbelief.    

    

"You know about it now?" Dou Tian grinned. He raised his hand and with a palm strike, he shattered Lan Luo's Battle Soul, Blue Fire Wind Beaver. Lan Luo coughed out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Great Immortal will not let you off. Your death will be in half a month!" Lan Luo roared in anger.    

    

"Half a month later? What do you know! " Dou Tian's eyes turned cold as a sense of great danger quietly rose in his heart.    

    

Dou Tian naturally knew who the Great Immortal Lan Luo was. Other than Ouyang Tianyi, there was no one else.    

    

What would happen after half a month?    

    

"Haha, since I'm going to die anyway, I won't tell you. Just wait for your death." Lan Luo laughed miserably, baring his teeth. He looked to be in a miserable state.    

    

Following that, countless Sword Qi swirls crushed his body, causing blood to fly out. After a few breaths, Lan Luo had turned into blood fog.    

    

The Heaven Fighting Eyes revealed a sharp aura, after a few breaths, the Nether God Battle Soul had completely devoured the soul power of the Blue Fire Wind Beaver, and returned to the Heaven Fighting Soul Sea.    

    

"Half a month later? Ouyang Tianyi, I am really looking forward to it. Just what did you prepare to deal with me? " Dou Tian narrowed his eyes. A thick killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.    

    

"Second, we haven't seen each other for a few months. How have you been?" Dou Tian raised his head and looked at the sky. He was momentarily absent-minded.    

    

The killing intent in the surroundings slowly vanished, and his silhouette instantly appeared in the middle of the crowd. The next moment, the gazes of the crowd were all gathered on Dou Tian's body, their mouths agape.    

    

A tattered black robe fluttered without wind, thick black hair fluttered in the air like a waterfall, and his straight back was like cypress as it pierced through the clouds.    

    

"You won?" Dou Tian actually won! " It was unknown who suddenly cried out, causing the crowd to burst into an uproar.    

    

"As expected of the peerless Shakyamuni, he actually killed Lan Luo. That is the sixth level of the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage."    

    

"Lan Luo is, after all, the president of the Nanli Immortal Dynasty Department. If we kill him, Dou Tian won't be able to live for long. Even if Lan Family doesn't cause trouble for him, Immortal Clan probably won't let him off."    

    

"He was still too rash, he shouldn't have killed Lan Luo."    

    

Many people shook their heads. Although Dou Tian killed Lan Luo, he would definitely have to pay a heavy price. After all, Lan Luo was still a government official.    

    

The faces of the people from Lan Family were ashen. With Lan Luo's death, the status of his Lan Family had definitely plummeted, from a second-rate clan in the inner city to a third-rate clan, to the point where it was unranked.    

    

And the result of this, was that his Lan Family was driven out of the inner city.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

At this moment, a golden stream of light soared into the sky and instantly appeared in front of Dou Tian. A terrifying sword qi blossomed in the air, shooting straight towards Dou Tian.    

    

"How dare you!" Elder Xi bellowed, he suddenly stepped on the air, but he was already one step too slow. With the distance separating them, even Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage might not be enough to save Duotian.    

    

Dou Tian was jolted awake. He felt a chill on his back as if he was being watched by a venomous snake. Without hesitation, he slashed his sword backwards.    

    

However, before he could even lift his sword, he stood there blankly. That was because a figure had suddenly appeared in front of him. It was a slovenly old man.    

    

The old man held a gourd in his left hand. He lifted his right hand and extended two fingers. It seemed as if he was moving very slowly, but at the same time, he was moving at top speed.    

    

Strangely, the old man's two fingers clamped tightly onto the Long Sword, causing the sword qi to explode and dissipate in the air.    

    

Dou Tian also finally saw clearly who that figure was. His lips trembled slightly: "Drunk Elder!"    

    

That's right, the one who saved him at the moment was Drunk Elder.    

    

He had never expected that Drunk Elder would be the one to save his life at such a crucial time. When his gaze landed on the sword-wielding man opposite of Drunk Elder, his eyes turned ice-cold as he gnashed his teeth and shouted, "Wei Yuesheng!"    

    

These three words, were practically shouted out by Dou Tian word by word. He did not expect that Wei Yuesheng, a dignified Peak of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage, would actually sneak attack a Word Law Battle Magic Stage Warrior like him when he was in such a rush.    

    

Wei Yuesheng's face was ashen. This was clearly a killing blow, yet it was actually blocked by someone, and it was so light and leisurely at that. In that case, what about the strength of the person in front of him?    

    

Just by thinking about it, one could tell that this old beggar belonged to the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage Realm.    

    

Only Battle Saint Stage Expert Primordius could save Dou Tian from his sword this easily.    

    

Thinking about that, Wei Yuesheng's body started to tremble, many people thought that there would definitely be a super powerful expert behind the Dou Tian, they just did not expect it to be the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.    

    

Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, in the entire Nanli Immortal Dynasty, are also extremely rare existences, and one actually appeared in front of their eyes?    

    

"So powerful!" The crowd beneath them snapped out of their daze as their pupils constricted and their hearts trembled.    

    

Wei Yuesheng's strength was definitely strong in the Nanli Immortal Dynasty, but in front of the slovenly old man, he was like a little chicken.    

    

The opponent's two fingers easily neutralized his formidable attack!    

    

Everyone wanted to see Drunk Elder's face clearly, but, his puckered long hair covered his face, making it impossible to see anything clearly.    

    

Even though Wei Yuesheng was so close to him, he still could not see his true appearance.    

    

Heaven Fighting had also judged from the aura on Drunk Elder's back. Moreover, in his memories, there was only this slovenly old man known as Drunk Elder.    

    

Elder Xi's figure stopped in mid air and looked at Drunk Elder's eyes that flickered with light, then landed on Dou Tian, thinking to himself: "Could it be that Dou Tian is actually his disciple?"    

    

"Who are you?" High in the sky, Wei Yuesheng gritted his teeth as he looked at Drunk Elder, a trace of fear in his eyes.    

    

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that you want to kill my disciple!" Drunk Elder said indifferently, his voice was a little hoarse, filled with dense killing intent.    

    

"Disciple?" Dou Tian looked at Drunk Elder strangely. When did he become his disciple? Why did he have another master?    

    

However, Dou Tian did not object. With this kind of master, he would be fine even if he ran rampant across the Lihuoxindu. He wouldn't even need to worry about killing people and setting fires!    

    

"Could this be Master?" Qin Mo looked at Drunk Elder who was high up in the sky with an excited expression.    

    

did not know how to save others, he only knew how to kill. At the same time, he had also taught Dou Tian quite a few Savior Techniques, but the Killing Techniques.    

    

"Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, Young Brother Dou is Master! It's actually a Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage! No wonder his talent is so strong, it's true that only Battle Saint Stage Expert Primordius is worthy to be his master." A trace of indescribable excitement flashed past Yi Yun's eyes.    

    

The expressions of the crowd also became uncertain. Someone muttered, "No wonder Dou Tian is so arrogant. So it turns out he has a master of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage. If I had such a master, what is there to be afraid of?"    

    

Compared to others, he was more infuriating. The crowd secretly swore to themselves that in the future, they would not offend Dou Tian. Otherwise, they would never have a good ending.    

    

If one were to say who was the most depressed person, it would be Wei Yuesheng. He stood in the air, his face ashen, at a loss of what to do.