Battle God Emperor

Yan Luozi had almost been killed by Murong Ye just now, and was heavily injured. All of his anger was transferred towards Murong Ye's younger brother, Murong Xue.    

    

He did not want to kill Murong Xue with a single slash, it would be too satisfying. Before killing Murong Xue, Yan Luozi had to make him suffer an extreme torment.    

    

Seeing that the sword beam was already less than three meters away from Murong Xue, Yan Luozi revealed a sinister smile.    

    

Other than Dou Tian, he had never wanted to kill a person so much before. Killing an ordinary person would only vent the unhappiness in his heart.    

    

"Murong Xue, quickly dodge it!" From the beginning, he had always treated Murong Xue as a friend, because he had found a similar place on Murong Xue.    

    

It was because of this that Feng Lang had begged Dou Tian to save him.    

    

From afar, Bai Zhi and Lang Tianya were also shouting, but unfortunately, because of Murong Ye's death, their entire person had already become stupid.    

    

Everyone could not bear to see Murong Xue being killed by Yan Luozi, it was a pity that they were also entangled by the countless skeletons, and could not even draw their bodies out.    

    

And even if they were able to draw from the shadows, they would still not be Yan Luozi's match.    

    

Feng Lang and the others had already turned their heads away, unable to bear it anymore. They did not want to see Murong Ye's death with their own eyes, yet, Sikong Cangjian and the others had a brilliant smile on their faces.    

    

What Luo Yuluo said was right, Yan Luozi had indeed shifted all of his anger onto Murong Xue and the rest. Seems like even without him doing anything, all of them would still be dead for sure.    

    

At that time, even if Yan Luozi did not die, he would definitely be injured even more.    

    

Puff!    

    

A crisp sound came out, it was the sound of Long Sword entering the body. Although the sounds of fighting were loud around them, Feng Lang and the rest could still hear it clearly.    

    

Murong Xue died?    

    

Feng Lang and the rest could not help but raise their heads, their faces were filled with sorrow, but when they turned to look, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, the smile on their faces instantly froze.    

    

He only saw that between Murong Xue and Yan Luozi, a black-robed figure had appeared out of nowhere. One of his white hands was grabbing onto Yan Luozi's neck, while the other was grabbing onto Yan Luozi's right arm which was wielding the sword.    

    

Seeing that, the spectators gasped. That was Yan Luozi ah, to think that his own sword had pierced through Yan Luozi's body.    

    

You have to understand, just now, Yan Luozi's speed was extremely terrifying. Even the normal Primordial War God's Sixth Small Stage might not be able to cause the sword in Yan Luozi's hand to change directions.    

    

But now, that black-clothed figure had done it. He used Yan Luozi's own sword to stab into Yan Luozi's body.    

    

Most importantly, Yan Luozi was still three meters away from Murong Xue. In other words, when Yan Luozi used his full strength, he did not even make that person move the slightest bit.    

    

"Sss" The cultivators on the Yama Mansion sucked in a breath of cold air. That was Yan Luozi ah, a god-like existence in their hearts, yet he was completely defeated today.    

    

If they hadn't seen it for themselves, they definitely wouldn't have believed it. Some people rubbed their eyes and even thought they were dreaming.    

    

"Ying Feng, why does that person look so much like Young Master?" Feng Lang looked at the black clothed figure with eyes filled with shock and respect.    

    

"Yes, Young Master." Ying Feng was also excited to the extreme, and he was even a little disappointed.    

    

The most exciting thing was that Heaven Fighting was safe and sound. Moreover, it had become so powerful, far more tyrannical than it was a few months ago.    

    

Remembering how he had gone to assassinate Dou Tian back then, Ying Feng felt a wave of pride in his heart. Maybe that was the only time he, Ying Feng, could tie with Dou Tian.    

    

"Martial Uncle!"    

    

"Young master!"    

    

Everyone shouted out in excitement, as if a giant boulder had been lifted from their hearts.    

    

That's right, it was Dou Tian. Previously, he had controlled the thoughts of the Bone-eating Worm, but Dou Tian knew that Feng Lang and the others were in danger, so he rushed over with all his might.    

    

He didn't expect to see Yan Luozi preparing to kill Murong Xue, so Dou Tian naturally didn't hesitate to do so.    

    

"You actually didn't die?!" Surprised words came out of Yan Luozi's mouth. Previously, Dou Tian had clearly been shot into Magma Sea, but that was lava that even Hung Meng Battle God Stage could not withstand. How could Dou Tian appear unharmed?    

    

Had he met a ghost? Yan Luozi blinked his eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief.    

    

With his cultivation, how could he not see that Dou Tian was not only unscathed, but that the aura he was emitting was getting stronger and stronger?    

    

As a Hung Meng Battle God Stage cultivator, how could Yan Luozi not see that this was a soul power fluctuation that could only be felt after a breakthrough?    

    

Compared to a few days ago, the current Heaven Fighting was far, far more powerful. This kind of feeling made even Yan Luozi feel a frightening pressure.    

    

"Don't tell me that the uneasiness in my heart originated from him? the Asura Hall Master of this generation? " Luo Yuluo squinted his eyes and stared at Dou Tian, as if he could see through him.    

    

Previously, Luo Yuluo was filled with disdain when he saw the strength of Dou Tian, but now, Dou Tian had also given him a sense of pressure.    

    

"The Asura Godsword seems to still be mine." Sikong Cangjian smiled, his face was full of confidence.    

    

Dou Tian looked at Yan Luozi indifferently, his expression remained unperturbed. "I did not die, but you did."    

    

Finished speaking, Dou Tian slightly exerted his strength, the Long Sword stirred, the Sword Qi wreaked havoc on Yan Luozi's body, causing his face to change, and he turned to retreat.    

    

He was half-kneeling on the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. His injuries had worsened.    

    

"If I wasn't injured, you might not be my match. A dignified Asura Hall Master would not be able to achieve such a feat." Yan Luozi gritted his teeth as he looked at Dou Tian.    

    

His pupils trembled a few times as he became somewhat fearful. The pressure that Dou Tian gave him was like the pressure of a demonic mountain pressing down on his shoulders, causing him to be unable to straighten his body.    

    

Yan Luozi knew that Dou Tian only wanted to kill him because he had the ability.    

    

"You don't have to provoke me. No matter what, you have to die today. Choose your own way to die." Dou Tian's expression was calm. Regardless of whether it was because of his identity as the Ninth Elder of the Blood Tower, or because of his promise to coldly laugh at, he wanted to eliminate Yan Luozi.    

    

"Die?" Yan Luozi coughed out a few more mouthfuls of blood, beads of sweat rolling down his face. "If I were to leave, you might not be able to stop me."    

    

"You can try." With a swing of the Heaven Fighting Sword, all the surrounding skeletons were crushed by the sword qi and then merged by the other skeletons. When the others saw this scene, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.    

    

With Dou Tian at the center, there were no skeletons within a radius of ten Zhang following the swing of this sword.    

    

"Stop him! I will reward him handsomely!" Yan Luozi looked at the surrounding Yama Mansion cultivators and roared.    

    

But, no one paid attention to him. If they could not even protect themselves, how could they come to save Yan Luozi?    

    

"Bastard, do you all want to die? I am Yan Luozi, and a single word from me can decide your life and death. " Yan Luozi shouted loudly, his voice was still sharp, but a little crazy.    

    

"Idiot." Dou Tian looked at Yan Luozi in disdain; he had never seen such an idiot before. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want Yan Luozi to die happily, Dou Tian would have made his move long ago.