The power of the emperor spread across the sky, causing the murderous intent to disappear into nothingness, filled the world, and in an instant it swept across the entire ancient city of Yixu.
This pressure is very powerful, no less than the great protector of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan. It can be said that the Guru and the Blood Protector are the peak and strongest people at the same level!
"Holy Night Aura! This is the holy elder of the Holy Night Remnant clan!"
"No, the Holy Old Man is here!"
"Another old-fashioned strong man at the level of the Great Emperor!"
On this side of the arena, there were people from the ancient clan talking to themselves, looking out of the ancient city of Yixu, and then looking at Old Man Ye on the arena. The meaning of it is self-evident.
As the Holy Old Man arrives, I am afraid he will join forces with the Blood Guardian.
After all, both tribes died at the hands of Ye Junlang.
At that time, facing the joint efforts of two great emperors, can this unfathomable old man withstand it?
Thinking of this, many people shook their heads secretly.
Two great emperors, what does this mean?
A great emperor-level powerhouse is an invincible existence, let alone two great emperors joining forces. Besides, whether it is the Blood Guardian or the Holy Old, they are not the new emperor-level powerhouses. They have been in the great emperor-level powerhouses for a long time, so such great emperor-level powerhouses are absolutely terrifying.
In an instant, an old man appeared in the arena. He was thin and thin, and he looked like he was so old that he was about to die. His long gray-white head scattered down the sides, and his eyes opened and closed, but it was as if it was filled with thunder, which was intimidating.
At this moment, his eyes with thunder inward eyes swept, looked at the disciples of the Holy Night Remnants. He asked in a deep voice with a cold face: "Who wants to kill my people?"
"Hisser Old Master!" The disciples of the Holy Night Remnants came quickly. One of the disciples said in anger with a sad face and anger, "Hisser Old Master, the two disciples of our clan, Saint Allen and Saint Gao, were killed in battle, and even Saint Jet died."
"What? St. Jet is dead?!"
The holy old man looked angry, and murderous intent rose in his eyes. A vast emperor's power, as deep as the abyss, was spreading. In the surging aura that spreads himself, all kinds of corpses and blood, and terrifying visions of blood and drifting blood. The murderous anger appeared without reservation. Looking around, he shouted and asked, "Who is it? Who dares to kill my tribe?"
"The Emperor of the Holy Night Remnant Clan? Your tribe is the one who kills me! Fighting in the ring, you are conceiving at your own risk! I will fight against the Blood Moon Ancient Clan first with my quasi-emperor realm, and then fight against the quasi-emperor realm disciples of the quasi-emperor realm, and then fight against the quasi-emperor realm strongman of your sacred clan. They are all killed by me on the spot!" Ye Junlang spoke, and he slowly stood up and said, "In your eyes, shouldn't they be killed? Your ancient clan claims to be superior, and everyone in the outside world is like ant. I am invincible at the same level and killing the emperor-level strongman in your clan. You should thank me, these people are the shame of your clan, the weak in your clan. I am helping your clan clean up the garbage so as not to drag down the prestige of the Holy Night Remnant clan."
"Satan, it's you!"
The gaze of the old man's eyes rose cold. He knew that Ye Junlang, and he knew that the saint son of the Holy Night clan had repeatedly designed to siege and kill Ye Junlang but died without success. Not long ago, a powerful man from the Emperor Realm, Saint Fett, led people to sneak into Jianghai City to siege and kill Ye Junlang, but in the end the entire army was wiped out.
Ye Junlang's body was still covered in blood, but he didn't care. The medicinal properties of the high-grade martial arts pill have regained a lot of his injuries. His originally weak aura gradually became stronger, and the qi and blood that were as strong as the sun rose into the sky. He looked at the old man and said, "Where is the Saint Leo? This sinister guy wants to kill me many times. If Saint Leo has some backbone, I will call him over and fight him to the death field! As the Saint Son of the Saint Night Clan, I must have extraordinary features, right? If you don't even dare to take on my appointment, what qualifications are you calling him the Saint Son of the Clan?"
The Holy Old Man's face was gloomy and a look of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.
Not only the Holy Old, but also the Blood Guardian. These two great emperor-level powerhouses have learned that Ye Junlang killed the quasi-emperor-level disciples in their clan on the arena, and then killed the first emperor-level powerhouses in their clan on their clan.
These battles were held on the arena, and everything was followed by the rules on the arena, and there were people from all the ancient tribes watching the battle, which was enough to show that this was a voluntary and fair battle.
The final result was that the quasi-emperor realm in their clan, and the first emperor realm was actually killed by Ye Junlang in turn. Is these strong men in their clan too weak?
No, not at all!
Any ancient clan emperor-level powerhouse is basically invincible in the same level in the outside world, but Ye Junlang defeated them with his quasi-emperor realm cultivation.
This can only show that Ye Junlang is terrifyingly powerful and is simply a monster!
How can such a guy survive?
How can he grow up completely?
At this moment, the Holy Old Man understood a little bit why the Holy Son in the clan decided to kill Ye Junlang. Such a person really cannot be kept, otherwise it will be a big trouble in the future!
"If you didn't want to kill someone in the ring, you wouldn't be killed every game. You clearly came with the intention of killing my tribe, then you should die!" said the old man coldly.
"The Holy Master said this is right. If you come to the ancient city of Yixu and want to kill my tribe, then you should die! No one can save you!" The Blood Protector also spoke coldly.
"Hahaha--"
Ye Junlang laughed to the sky, his eyes sank, and he said, "It's ridiculous. When you two tribes sent people to Jianghai City to attack me, what are your attitudes? I won't offend anyone, but if someone offends me, you will be killed without mercy!"
"presumptuous!"
"Arrogant!"
The Holy Old and the Blood Protector shouted angrily at almost the same time. The murderous intent condensed by the powerful and powerful spiritual pressure of the two men seemed to transform into a huge sword blade, and then he turned directly towards Ye Junlang.
In it, there is also the pressure of the great power of the heaven and earth caused by the powerful emperor realm. To be honest, Ye Junlang is only a quasi-emperor realm cultivation. Even a powerful person in the Supreme Emperor realm will probably be unable to withstand the power and oppression of the two powerful people in the Great Emperor realm.
The most fatal thing is the huge spiritual pressure that condensed from these two powerful people in the Great Emperor Realm, which is enough to cause permanent damage to human mental power. Once the mental power is damaged, it will have a great impact on the future martial arts path.
"snort!"
At this time, Old Man Ye snorted coldly. At this moment, his body was old and his spirit burst out in full bloom. In an instant, he stood up like a towering mountain on the spot, protecting Ye Junlang behind him. He looked around at the Holy Old and the Blood Guardian, and shouted suddenly-
"I'm your father. Come over and kneel down and spare you!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking loudly and resounding throughout the audience.
At that moment, the audience fell into a strange state of silence. Before these people could react, the old man on the stage looked down on the heroes and shouted again-
"What a shitty ancient clan emperor, I can suppress my fists!"
These two sentences are both in English and very standard.
All the people from the major ancient tribes in the field were dull and completely shocked.