Battle God Emperor

Looking at the sword energy which filled the skies, coldly laughed. His eyes trembled and his voice was a little hoarse, his face filled with a bitter expression. In his mind, he recalled a sentence Murong Ye had said.    

Once he used this technique, it would be the time of his death. He just didn't expect that the day would truly come.    

"Dark Night Sword Dance, Dark Night Sword Dance. You are still the same Dark Night King." Sneering Blade said in a serious tone with a wry smile on his face.    

Loong Ji was dead, Jin Xie was dead, and now Murong Ye was also going to die. He was the only one left among the four great killing kings back then, so would it be his turn to sneer at him?    

Sneering Blade had never been afraid of death, but he didn't want to die now. If he didn't kill Yan Luozi, he wouldn't have the face to see Loong Ji, Jin Xie and the others.    

"Big brother!" Murong Xue's hoarse voice came from afar, and it was only when he was about to lose it that he completely realized what it meant to be a brother.    

What did the so-called hatred that he had been thinking of before count for in front of the kinship that was thicker than blood and water?    

Murong Xue did his best to rush towards Murong Ye, but he was blocked by the skeletons of the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage. He could only watch as Murong Ye and Yan Luozi perished together.    

Murong Xue had already forgotten how many times his big brother had saved him. Ever since he was young, Murong Ye had been protecting him and Murong Ye had always been carrying such a great reputation.    

Sneering Blade and Ying Feng's group were also constantly moving towards the battlefield between Murong Ye and Yan Luozi. They knew, Murong Ye was already injured, so if they wanted to fight normally, it would be impossible to kill him.    

If Yan Luozi didn't die, even if they didn't die in the hands of the skeleton, they would still be killed by Yan Luozi.    

Murong Ye and Yan Luozi had to perish together, if they did not fight with all their might, they would all die.    

High up in the sky, the sword energy howled, blotting out the entire sky. There was complete chaos, a soul storm was raging, and it was rising nonstop.    

The crowd was no longer able to see the two within the sea of Sword Qi. It could only be described as terrifying.    

Countless skeletons that were closer to him were all smashed into smithereens by the sword qi, turning into fine powder that filled the air before being devoured by the other skeletons.    

"Hurry up!" When the assassin from Yama Mansion saw the skeletons quickly becoming stronger, he was immediately frightened out of his wits.    

It was fortunate that there were only two or three Third Small Stage skeletons before, but in the blink of an eye, there were already more than ten of them, and their number was still increasing.    

The ocean of Sword Qi was like a meat grinder, it did not dissipate for a long time, all the bones below the Hung Meng Battle God Stage were bound to die, seeing this scene, even Sikong Cangjian and the rest felt a chill in their hearts.    

He could already clearly feel one or two powerful auras spreading and he could faintly sense that one or two skeletons with Hung Meng Battle God Stage were preparing to break through the fourth small realm of the Primordial War God.    

One had to know that the Primordial War God's Third Small Stage and skeletons were not someone they could fight against, not to mention the fourth small realm of the primordial war god. Even Sikong Cangjian and the others did not dare to underestimate him.    

"Senior Brother, let's go." Luo Yuluo's expression was extremely solemn, the matter had obviously exceeded their expectations.    

"I'll only leave after I've confirmed that Yan Luozi is dead." Sikong Cangjian said coldly, his ice cold eyes staring at the sea of Sword Qi. He did not see Yan Luozi's death with his own eyes, so he did not plan to leave.    

Luo Yuluo's eyelids twitched, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He looked around, in his eyes, although these skeletons were strong, if he wanted to leave, they would not be able to do anything to him.    

All of a sudden, Luo Yuluo didn't know where this uneasiness came from. However, this also reminded him that if he noticed anything wrong, he would immediately leave this place.    

Sikong Cangjian did not continue to attack, but coldly looked at the sky instead, and said in his heart: "Not only will Yan Luozi die, everyone here will die. With the White Bone Army helping me, the mission of Battle God Hall is something that I can easily accomplish."    

If Luo Yuluo knew what Sikong Cangjian was thinking, he would definitely be shocked. Could it be that the Battle God Hall was preparing to take action against the Yama Mansion?    

One had to know that he hadn't heard anything, not even a sign.    

"Murong Ye, this Holy Son will grind your bones and scatter your ashes!" Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound could be heard from the sea of Sword Qi, and immediately, a figure rushed out from within, appearing several hundred zhang away.    

"Yan Luozi!" The eyes of the crowd trembled as they looked in astonishment at the figure that appeared. It was none other than Yan Luozi.    

Yan Luozi's entire body was currently covered in blood, his body was covered in multiple bloody sword wounds, and a few parts of his flesh had turned over, his bones were all over the place.    

His long, blood-stained hair was flying wildly in the air, and a terrifyingly strong killing intent was being released from his body.    

Although he had survived Murong Ye's sword strike, he had also suffered heavy injuries. This was something that had never happened before, and Yan Luozi was also furious to the extreme.    

"He actually didn't die!" He was very clear that when Murong Ye had executed this strike, he only comprehended the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, but did not use his full power to kill the peak of the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.    

But this time, he had used all his life force to slash out this sword strike, and actually did not kill Yan Luozi. How could he believe this?    

"Even if he didn't die, it's about time." Seeing Yan Luozi's miserable state, Sikong Cangjian's face revealed a bright smile.    

However, just as he was about to move, he was stopped by Luo Yuluo, who said while shaking his head: "Senior Brother, wait a bit."    

"He's already half dead, what else is there to wait for?" Sikong Cangjian's face turned cold. Normally, Luo Yuluo would show off, if not for the fact that Luo Yuluo was still considered to be respectful to him, he would have already slapped him.    

"Yan Luozi is currently furious, he will definitely kill those people, maybe he will be killed even without us doing anything, of course, there is an extremely high chance that we will die together, that way, we won't have to dirty Senior Brother's hands." Luo Yuluo shook his head.    

How could he not know that Sikong Cangjian did not like him? If not for the fact that Sikong Cangjian was Sikong Yu's son, he would not have been so patient, and would have killed Sikong Cangjian with a single slash.    

"Haha, Junior Brother, after so many years, these words of yours are what I love to hear the most." Sikong Cangjian laughed, this flattery made him feel very comfortable.    

"Senior brother, I'm just speaking the truth." Luo Yuluo said respectfully, but a cold glint flashed deep within his eyes, it was just that Sikong Cangjian was not able to realise it, and was still enjoying Luo Yuluo's flattery.    

After a while, the Sword Qi that filled the sky finally disappeared and Murong Ye was nowhere to be seen. Needless to say, Murong Ye was dead without a trace.    

Yan Luozi immediately laughed out loud. His laughter was extremely sinister and his snake-like eyes coldly looked towards the distant Murong Xue who was currently fighting crazily with the skeleton.    

Murong Ye, you will regret your actions. If you die, your brother Murong Xue will also die! Yan Luozi grimaced in laughter, wishing for nothing more than to immediately kill Murong Xue.    

Whoosh!    

Just as he finished speaking, Yan Luozi had already made his move, he was extremely fast, and could not even catch a glimpse of his figure, even if he was injured, his strength was still terrifying.    

"Dead? Big brother died? " Murong Xue was already at a loss. He became muddleheaded and did not care about Yan Luozi's attack at all.    

He didn't even take the surrounding skeletons' attack seriously. In just a split-second, he had turned into a bloody figure.    

"Die!" Yan Luozi suddenly appeared in front of Murong Xue, a blood red blade shooting out from the blood mist straight towards Murong Xue.