Battle God Emperor

As the forest retreated, Feng Lang, Ying Feng and Xue Wujue's expressions became more and more solemn. Although their speed was not slow, the people behind them did not give chase.    

    

Feng Lang and Ying Feng had not rested for a few days already, so there was no need to mention Xue Wujue.    

    

Normally, they wouldn't be afraid of a few people chasing them, but right now, they didn't have much soul power left. Once they were surrounded, they would definitely die.    

    

As time passed, the soul power fluctuations became more and more intense, and the three of them became more and more nervous.    

    

"Let's split up!" bellowed, the matter had already reached this stage, he did not want to continue dragging Feng Lang and Ying Feng down.    

    

As long as he brought Xue Yaorao to attract the attention of a large number of people, it would not be difficult for Feng Lang and Ying Feng to escape.    

    

But would Ying Feng and Feng Lang escape alone? It was obviously impossible!    

    

"Xue Wujue, if you treat us as your friends, then don't say such words anymore!" Ying Feng frowned. He was not happy to be chased around by someone.    

    

If he could, he really wanted to fight him to the death.    

    

"Perhaps in your eyes, we are not worthy to be your friends?" Feng Lang said indifferently.    

    

Xue Wujue laughed bitterly. He knew that Ying Feng and Feng Lang would never escape, and he finally understood why Heaven Fighting would treat them as brothers.    

    

In all these years, Xue Wujue had never known what true brotherhood was like.    

    

Even if it was with Zhan Wuji, he was only friends with his junior and junior brothers, and the two of them could even be considered rivals in the dark.    

    

It was only until the moment Zhan Wuji died that he finally understood that he had neglected many things. Compared to the position of the Master of Blood Tower, there were many other things that were more important.    

    

"Since we can't escape anymore, then let's fight to the death." Xue Wujue took a deep breath. He couldn't continue to flee, and he also loathed the feeling of fleeing.    

    

"Fight to the death? All of you are just stubbornly resisting! "    

    

Right at this moment, a disdainful voice was heard from behind them. Several rays of light rapidly approached them and instantly stopped them.    

    

Xue Wujue, Feng Lang, and Ying Feng's reactions were extremely fast, and instantly formed a triangular formation as they stood with their backs facing each other, protecting Xue Yaorao in the middle, and coldly staring at the other side.    

    

"Hen Tian, Mo Gui, Yuan Tianyi!" Xue Wujue clenched his teeth, the three of them were actually pestering him to death.    

    

Xue Wujue had even suspected that these were instigated by the higher ups of the Yama Mansion. The two big assassin's organizations had even planned to fight to the death with the Blood Tower.    

    

"Xue Wujue, your Blood Tower is weak, so your escaping skills are extraordinary." Yuan Tianyi revealed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, it was sinister and cold.    

    

"The ones you want to kill are us siblings, how about letting them leave?" Xue Wujue did not want to argue with them, he only felt that he had let down Ying Feng and Feng Lang.    

    

"Let them leave? This is truly a joke. You siblings will die, and even they will die! " This time, it was Hen Tian who spoke.    

    

With their strength, they did indeed have the qualifications to keep both Feng Lang and Feng Lang here.    

    

To be able to participate in the King-kill Trial, they were known as the Ten Great Killing Kings. Their talent and strength, even if you looked at them in terms of Pangu Continent, were still considered at the top.    

    

Even the super geniuses of Saint Domain were only mediocre.    

    

However, Feng Lang and Ying Feng's growth was also very fast, and among the people of the same generation with Nanli Immortal Dynasty, they could be counted on one hand.    

    

In fact, if they were to fight head on, the strength and talent of the two wouldn't be much weaker than Yuan Tianyi and the others.    

    

"Where did all this bullshit come from? If you want to fight, just fight." Ying Feng had been fighting in the sky for a long time, and he had become more overbearing. Moreover, he already had no way to retreat, so they could only fight.    

    

"Oh? Or is it a violent temper? " Mo Gui, who had always been silent, smiled, "I don't like people who talk too much."    

    

Before his voice fell, Mo Gui rushed towards Ying Feng. A white dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, the dagger looked extremely round, but it was filled with an endless amount of sharp light.    

    

Bone knife! This was a bone knife made from special bones!    

    

Ying Feng did not dare to underestimate him, and welcomed him with the Sickle of the God of Death.    

    

"Yuan Tianyi, get over here and die!" Xue Wujue put down Xue Yaorao, shouted angrily, and rushed towards Yuan Tianyi.    

    

In the center of the arena, only Feng Lang and Xue Yaorao was left lying on the ground. Feng Lang glanced at Xue Yaorao, and in order to prevent any unforeseen accidents, he slowly walked towards Hen Tian.    

    

"I'm the only one left. It seems like your luck isn't that good." Hen Tian's tone was extremely flat, and his body emitted a cold Qi, which quietly emitted killing intent.    

    

"That may not be so." Feng Lang said indifferently, an iron claw suddenly appeared in his hand. The iron claw gave off a cold glow, and it was filled with overflowing blood Qi and killing intent.    

    

Seeing that, Hen Tian could not help but squint his eyes, the blood Qi on the steel claws were extremely resentful, it was definitely a weapon that was drenched in blood.    

    

"Good stuff." Hen Tian's eyes flashed, filled with greed. Without hesitation, he took out a Blood Sword and slowly walked towards Feng Lang.    

    

Boom!    

    

Whoosh! With a loud noise, the two of them suddenly disappeared from where they were standing and strangely bumped into each other. Their speed was extremely fast.    

    

Feng Lang's iron claws firmly grabbed onto Hen Tian's Blood Sword, causing sparks to fly in all directions. The sound of metal rubbing against metal resonated throughout the ancient forest.    

    

Terrifying soul power waves swept through all four directions, causing large trees to collapse one after another. Soon after, they were crushed into wood splinters by the huge shockwaves. Within a radius of several hundred zhang, it was almost completely razed to the ground.    

    

If not for the three of them protecting Xue Yaorao, she would have died a long time ago.    

    

Hen Tian, Yuan Tianyi and Mo Gui just happened to find Xue Yaorao's weakness. Because of this, Feng Lang and the other two were quickly suppressed into a disadvantageous position, they could only resist and did not have the strength to retaliate.    

    

In comparison to Zhan Wuji, Yuan Tianyi and the other two were the real killers. In order to kill Feng Lang and the other two, they would use any means necessary, and every move was aimed at the vital points of their bodies.    

    

In just half a cup of tea's time, Feng Lang and the other two were already bloodied and in an extremely sorry state.    

    

The three of them were already exhausted and had exhausted a lot of their energy. Now, they had to protect Xue Yaorao as well, so how could they be their match?    

    

Three against three. If it was any other time, Feng Lang, Ying Feng and Xue Wujue would not be afraid. Unfortunately, no one would give them a chance to breathe!    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Feng Lang was pushed back by Hen Tian's sword, and his chest was swept by a stream of Sword Qi, causing his body to fly out and heavily smash into the ruins.    

    

At the same time, Ying Feng and Xue Wujue were also blasted flying, blood spewed out of their mouths, their bodies were covered with sword scars, and fresh blood soaked into their clothes.    

    

The three of them lay on the ground, gasping for breath. Their soul power had been used up, and they could no longer resist. They were now in dire straits.    

    

"Xue Wujue, letting you live for more than ten days is already more than enough!" Yuan Tianyi grinned, and walked towards Xue Wujue step by step: "From today onwards, there will only be seven great assassins!"    

    

After saying that, Yuan Tianyi slowly raised the blood red and black colored Long Sword in his hand and slashed towards Xue Wujue.    

    

Helplessness flashed across the eyes of the people around the ruins. Even one of the top ten assassins, Xue Wujue, had died, so how could they possibly survive?    

    

"You are wrong. After today, there will be no more seven assassins!"    

    

Just as the sword beam was about to land on Xue Wujue's back, an angry shout came out, and at the same time, a sharp sword beam swept past Xue Wujue's head, straight towards the Sword River.