The cold moon shines brightly.

Under the moon.

Brothers and sisters killing each other is the most tragic thing in the world.

In order to protect himself, the eldest prince Mu Yuan committed suicide and killed his third emperor brother with his own hands.

The blood on his face was still warm.

In front of the south courtyard, Mu Yuan looked at the one-sided massacre in front of him, his eyes no longer showing any emotion.

The demon race's steel skin is difficult to damage with swords. Without experience in dealing with it, it is easy to suffer big losses.

It was the first time for King Xuanwu and the masters from Prince Xuanwu's palace to face the demon clan. They had no experience, and they soon suffered heavy casualties.

"Mu Yuan, I will kill you!"

Seeing that Mu Yao was dead and more than half of his men were slaughtered, King Xuanwu's eyes were about to burst. He ignored the attack of the Ghost King and rushed forward frantically.

Between the eyes.

In front of Mu Yuan, King Xuanwu had already arrived.

The speed of the great cultivators of the Five Realms is so fast that the distance of dozens of feet is only a snap of the fingers.

only.

King Xuanwu was not the only one present at the Five Realms.

Just when King Xuanwu's palm force was about to touch the eldest prince, a black shadow covered in blood passed by and blocked the former's palm force with a thump.

The person who came was none other than the Bloody Demon King, the second of the five realms among the thirteen monsters.

The previous changes in the world had not only benefited the human warriors.

The Bloody Demon King was a demon king in the late stage of the Fourth Realm half a year ago. It was precisely because of the changes in the world that he successfully entered the Emperor Realm.

"Is this the only thing the world-famous King of Shang and Wu has?"

Close at hand, the Bloody Demon King looked at King Xuanwu in front of him and mocked, "It's really just a false name!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Bloody Demon King struck out with his palm and struck back forcefully.

There was a sudden earthquake, and the two forces collided with each other. The seriously injured King Xuanwu groaned and took a few steps back.

"King Wu, let's go!"

The defeat was decided. A half-step five-level master from Prince Xuanwu's palace rushed forward and sent King Xuanwu out of the battle with one palm, while at the same time forcibly blocking the offensive of the Bloody Demon Emperor.

Blood sprays like mist.

Ten feet away, King Xuanwu staggered to steady his body, looking at the guards in front of him who were blocking the Bloody Demon Emperor, his expression changed several times.

"King Wu, leave quickly!"

In the south courtyard, the few remaining master guards tried their best to stop all the monsters, giving King Xuanwu a chance to escape.

When King Xuanwu saw this, he knew that he could no longer hesitate. He suppressed the grief in his heart and rushed outside.

"Hurry up and chase him, we must not let him escape!"

In front of the south courtyard, Mu Yuan saw this and immediately ordered.

The two demon kings Guifang and Xueku did not hesitate and quickly chased after them.

At night, the seriously injured King Xuanwu fled out of the eldest prince's mansion and hurriedly fled towards Prince Wu's mansion.

In the distance, in the darkness, Tianzhique looked at King Xuanwu who had escaped from the eldest prince's palace, and said with a strange expression, "He actually escaped."

"It's not surprising. After all, King Xuanwu is a great practitioner of the Five Realms. If he wants to escape, it's not easy to stop him."

On the side, Li Ziye said calmly, "Now let's see who is faster. After all, such a big commotion in the eldest prince's residence must have alarmed many people."

While speaking, Li Ziye looked in the direction of the palace, a little light flashing in his eyes.

The palace must have also reacted.

After killing a prince, if another King Wu is killed, even that ruthless and ungrateful Majesty will surely feel heartbroken.

Royal Palace.

Shouan Hall.

Emperor Shang quickly walked to the window and looked outside the palace, his face ashen.

Those two losers!

At the same time, figures from all sides of the palace and several worship halls rushed out and rushed out of the palace.

For a while.

The whole capital became lively.

On a deserted street on a cold night.

Three figures passed by one after another, and as they chased, the distance got closer and closer.

King Xuanwu, who was seriously injured, was about to be stopped by the two demon kings.

Just then.

At the end of the street, a surge of overwhelming righteousness suddenly appeared, and then, with a shocking palm, came an overwhelming force.

The palm force came close to the body, and the Demon Emperor Guifang's expression condensed, and the demon power surged around his body, and he blocked the attack forcefully.

With a loud bang and the impact of his palm, the Ghost King slipped out a few steps, barely able to stabilize his body.

"Ghost side."

On the side, the Bloody Demon Emperor was shocked. Just as he was about to say something, his face also changed.

But seeing ahead, Haoran's righteousness was rising again, and a sword energy came through the air, surging and unstoppable.

The Bloody Demon King hurriedly swung by, turning his palms to block the sword energy. With a violent impact, the sword energy broke through the demonic force and knocked back the arrogant Demon King several steps.

"Confucianism!"

The two demon emperors Guifang and Xueku looked at the figures rushing towards them in the darkness ahead, and their hearts sank.

Too bad!

People from the Confucian sect came so quickly.

"Professional?"

In the distance, Tian Zhique saw this scene and subconsciously looked at the young master beside him and asked.

"Um."

On the side, Li Ziye nodded and said, "They are professionals in subduing demons and eliminating demons."

"Confucian disciple."

While the two were talking, figures one after another passed by on the street. Headed by Chen Qiaoer, he glanced at the two Demon Emperors in front of him and ordered, "Deploy a sword array!"

"yes!"

In the rear, a group of Confucian disciples took the order and joined forces to form a formation.

In an instant, awe-inspiring righteousness filled the air, trapping the two Demon Emperors.

"retreat!"

When the Demon Emperor Guifang saw the Confucian disciples arriving, he made a quick decision and shouted.

"retreat?"

Chen Qiaoer snorted coldly, her figure flashed past, blocking the front, and said, "I'm here, my aunt, but you still want to leave? Wangyu, one for each!"

"Yes, Master!"

In front of a group of Confucian disciples, Bai Wangyu stepped forward and stood in front of the Bloody Demon King with his horizontal sword.

"The late stage of the Four Realms."

The Bloody Demon King felt the true energy fluctuations in the person in front of him and sneered, "A mere junior from the four realms dares to come and die."

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, cherish your opportunity to speak, because from now on, every sentence may be your last words!"

Bai Wangyu opened his mouth and said calmly in front of Hengjian, "Sage Fighting, start!"

In an instant, Haoran's righteous energy appeared in a surge, and the sharp edge on the sword was dazzling.

When the Holy Saint Fighting Technique started, Bai Wangyu's true energy rose rapidly. Then, the sword moved and people moved.

It's too easy to swing and slash, and it's extremely versatile.

The Bloody Demon Emperor's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to block Tai Yi's sword.

"Bah."

The Taiyi sword scratched the demon clan steel skin, and the friction sound was like the sound of gold and stone clashing, so harsh.

"Haoran Chapter, the world of mortals is rolling!"
To be continued...