When I stayed in Canglan Zhixu, I would never have thought that the leaders of the three major forces would one day work together to fight against the Chaos Guards.
Things are really unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people!
Looking at the triangle of sub-stations, with the Soul Emperor, Sand King and Snow Girl surrounding Yuan Wuji in the center, Nian He, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't help but feel an unreal feeling.
"Finally found you!"
Just when he was in a complicated mood, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Nian He was startled and turned his head sharply. What caught his eye was Xuan Baishou's eyes full of murderous intent.
At this time, Xuan Baishou was covered in blood and bruised, and his weakness and exhaustion could be seen from his pale face.
But Nian He was like a mouse meeting a cat, his body turned into a flash of light and shot backwards like an arrow from a string.
Just because he knows that his special physique is completely ineffective against the other party.
Once he loses the physical blessing, Nian He's combat power becomes somewhat useless in the realm of chaos. He has no chance of winning against a killing god like Xuan Baishou.
Therefore, without any hesitation, he directly chose to retreat and run away.
"In my hand."
However, just a few miles away, Xuan Bai's cold voice sounded next to him again, "You still want to run?"
I go!
He's so seriously injured, but he's still running so fast?
Nian He's expression changed. He didn't expect that not only could he not win, he could not even run away.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Seeing that the opponent was about to punch him, he quickly raised his arms to block his head and shouted, "You lunatic, why are you always chasing me?"
"how?"
Xuan Bai stopped his fist in mid-air and said with a sneer, "Weren't you quite arrogant a few days ago? Are you giving up so quickly? I will never forget what you did to Jiu Yueqing."
"You also said that it was something I did to Jiu Yueqing. What does it have to do with you?"
Nian He rolled his eyes and said wisely, "Speaking of which, you punched me last time and the person who got hit didn't say anything. How come you, a puncher, are so impatient?"
"You treat Jiuyue lightly..."
Xuan Baishou was stunned for a moment and said instinctively.
"You also said that was what I did to Jiu Yue Qing."
Nian Hesheng interrupted, "If you want to settle accounts with me, she should be the one to do it. Why do you, a stupid guy, come out and pretend to be a hero?"
"She is my partner..."
Xuan Bai was dumbfounded for a long time, then replied calmly.
"The reason why she can
I am your partner because I have this qualification."
Nian He interrupted again forcefully, "This is what you said yourself. Why, the person who can be recognized by Xuan Baishou is still a Chaos Guard. Do you actually want to avenge your revenge by the hands of others? Is it possible that you are talking about it?
She sounds nice, but in your heart you really look down on her at all?"
"I, I didn't..."
Xuan Baishou was caught off guard by his barrage of words, and he hesitated for a moment without knowing how to respond.
"Old bachelor, save me!"
Seeing that he was relaxed, Nian He suddenly shouted loudly.
A figure appeared next to him with a swoosh, put his arm around his shoulders, and disappeared with a swish of him, appearing elusive and coming and going like the wind.
It turned out to be another weirdo in the world of chaos who was as famous as him, the persistent Xing Yan.
No, I fell into a trap!
Xuan Baishou's face darkened, knowing that he had been deceived, but he was still a little slow after all. When he reached out his hand, his eyes were empty, and the shadow of Nian He could no longer be seen.
"I want to escape from my Xuan Baishou!"
He gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed an unprecedented ferocious light, he flashed, and "suddenly" chased Xing Yan, "Dream!"
Here Xuan Baishou and Xing Ke were chasing and escaping, obviously not affecting the center of the battle.
"Are you the Soul Emperor?"
At this time, Yuan Wuji was located in the center of the battlefield, looking up and down at the handsome man in black robes with a smile, and said lightly, "The appearance is different from what he imagined."
"Imagine?"
Emperor Hun Tian smiled slightly, "I never thought that Lord Yuan Wujiyuan, the leader of the dignified Chaos Guards, could imagine what a little person like me looks like? What an honor!"
"How could someone who was able to make such a big splash back then be a small person?"
Yuan Wuji put his hands behind his back, facing the surroundings of the three masters, there was no trace of panic on his face, "It is not a shame to be defeated by Yuchi Chun Gou. Your plans are too big. Frankly speaking, even if he doesn't take action, I
I will also look for opportunities to deal with you personally."
"How virtuous and capable is Hun that he can make you care about him so much?"
Emperor Hun Tian chuckled and said, "If you want to deal with me, doesn't the opportunity come now?"
"You are indeed no small person, but you don't have to think too highly of yourself."
Yuan Wuji's eyes are cold
The light flashed, "The reason why Yuan noticed you was not because of how strong you were. It was just that the incident back then was too big. If it was not controlled, it would inevitably affect the majesty of the royal court. If it were me
You won't lose against Yuchi Chun Gou."
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his fist hit Emperor Hun Tian hard on the face without knowing what happened, instantly smashing his head into pieces.
During the whole process, there were so many top players present, but no one saw clearly how he made his move.
That Soul Emperor is actually not his enemy?
Isn’t this person invincible in the world?
Chen Qingxuan, Sikong Changxing and others were all shocked. Their eyes flickered and their thoughts surged, thinking about how to deal with this game.
After all, the title of Soul Emperor was once a nightmare for many people.
In his all-powerful era, forces such as the Huanhai Sword Palace and the Nine-Color King Banner were not as prosperous as they are today. Everyone had to keep their tail between their legs for fear that being too arrogant would attract the attention of this old devil.
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Compared to the shock of the heroes in the world, the two people, Sand King and Snow Girl, looked indifferent, neither happy nor sad. They did not seem to feel sad about the passing of their comrades.
"Hoo~ho~ho~"
The moment Emperor Hun Tian's head was blown open, bursts of weird laughter suddenly sounded from all directions, sending chills down people's spines and making their hair stand on end.
The ones who laughed were actually hundreds of masters from various major forces.
"Isn't it really the same person?"
Yuan Wuji gently shook off the blood stains on the surface of his fist and said calmly, "After all, he is a world-famous demon. If he could be killed so easily, Yuchi Chungou would not be interested in him."
As he spoke, he suddenly waved his right arm.
The hundreds of people who were laughing suddenly stopped. The light in their eyes gradually dimmed, and they fell from the sky one after another. There was no breath between their mouths and noses.
Most of these people came with their sect members or relatives and friends, and now they died suddenly, and screams and cries suddenly came and went in an endless stream.
"You are so cruel to your own people."
At this moment, the Emperor Soul's jeering laughter suddenly sounded in the God of War camp, "No wonder he has been able to hold the position of the first guard for so long."
War God Aotian was startled, and turned around to look, only to find that one of the confidant elders behind him had unexpectedly transformed into the Soul Emperor. Unconsciously, his mind was trembling, his legs and feet were weak, and he could hardly stand still.
The Soul Emperor couldn't even look at it
Without looking at him, he took a step forward and arrived in front of Yuan Wuji in an instant. There was still a smile on his face. He raised his right hand to the right side of his body. Colorful rays of light flew from all directions and gradually turned into a bright handle in the palm of his hand.
A dazzling long scythe.
"Being able to make waves in the world of chaos for so many years, this method of soul control is indeed well-deserved."
Yuan Wuji watched him concentrating his weapons there, but did not interrupt him. Instead, he commented with great interest, "But if it is only used on these people, it will not threaten Yuan. Don't you plan to use it on these people?"
Shall I try?"
"I tried it on the Xuanbai head before, but the effect was not very good."
Emperor Hun Tian gently twirled the sickle in his hand and replied calmly with a smile, "You are much stronger than him, so I won't waste my energy in vain. I am old and my energy is limited, so just save as much as you can."
"It seems that Yuan underestimated you."
Yuan Wuji's eyes gradually became serious, he looked directly at the scythe in his hand, and said word by word, "A devil who knows how to judge the situation deserves to be taken seriously by me."
Before he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Soul Emperor again at an unimaginable speed, raised his hand and punched the opponent directly in the door.
This time, Soul Emperor was not easily shot in the head like before, but he raised the sickle in time and slashed hard at him.
"when!"
The fist and the sickle collided head-on, causing a loud noise that shook the earth.
The terrifying force pushed the Soul Emperor back hard. The old devil's face was as white as paper, and he vomited blood. The sickle in his hand instantly shattered into pieces, turning into countless colorful auras that scattered between the sky and the earth. His figure quickly disappeared among the crowd. middle.
On the other hand, Yuan Wuji stood firmly on the spot, his body straight, and his feet did not even take half a step back.
Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.
"It hurts!"
However, just as Soul Emperor disappeared here, a hall leader with the Nine Color King Banner suddenly changed into his appearance and screamed strangely, "Have mercy on my old bones."
Sikong Changxing, the leader of the nine-color flag, couldn't help but change his expression. He instinctively drifted for several miles and immediately distanced himself from him.
"Are you going to keep hiding like this?"
Yuan Wuji turned to look at the "Soul Emperor" and mocked expressionlessly, "This fight was really boring and disappointing."
"Hide? No, no, no, I'm trying to accumulate strength."
Soul Emperor jumped up and a colorful sickle appeared in his hand again. He laughed wildly and said, "You will soon regret why you chose to fight me in a place with so many people."
This chapter has been completed!