The battle between the envoys of the Sanctuary Alliance and the core combat force of the God-Slaying Sect is about to begin.
I saw a four-legged lizard rushing towards the seven Martial Emperors.
This messenger possesses the eighth-level Martial Emperor realm, and his strength is quite terrifying.
I saw him twisting his body, and a whirlwind blew sand and rocks on the ground.
These seven Martial Emperors were already frightened to death. Their realms were only between Level 1 Martial Emperor and Level 3 Martial Emperor before facing an Eighth Level Martial Emperor.
Just the breath has already made them panic.
boom--!
Just when the big lizard sprinted to less than a hundred meters away from them, the huge body of the big lizard suddenly disappeared.
"Where are you going?"
"Why is it missing?"
As soon as the seven people saw the big lizard disappearing, their hearts were shocked, and an uneasy feeling arose deep in their hearts.
They looked at each other in shock, and suddenly, one of them screamed loudly.
Before anyone could react, they saw that the big lizard had been hanging on the city gate at some point, looking down at them like it was hanging upside down on a golden hook.
The big lizard's eyes were emitting a frightening green light, and its indescribably strange expression was obviously the expression that a hungry wolf would reveal before preying.
Under this depressing atmosphere, these seven Martial Emperors had already lost confidence, and without even looking back, they turned around and prepared to escape.
"Where to go!" However, how could the big lizard transformed by the messenger let them leave easily.
I heard the big lizard let out a roar like a beast, and a tongue covered with barbs suddenly shot out from his bloody mouth.
boom--!
The Emperor Wu who escaped the slowest felt the strong smell of blood coming from behind.
Those who can join the Slaughtering God Sect and have a place are all famous people in the Northern Territory.
There was no way to escape now, and the tongue seemed to have no limit on its length. It instantly broke through the distance of a hundred meters and rolled towards him.
The Martial Emperor's expression suddenly changed, he turned around quickly and released his Martial Spirit.
A long sword emitting blue light appeared in his hand, and then the Martial Emperor swung it forward.
In a moment, the blade of the long knife became blurred and disintegrated, and in the blink of an eye, an ice shield formed in front of him.
boom--!
The next second, the Martial Emperor showed an expression of disbelief on his face. He looked at the ice shield in front of him with a big hole in it, and the terrifying ice shield that penetrated the ice shield and wrapped around him.
Tongue.
"I don't want to die!" Facing the impending death, the martial emperor turned pale and shouted.
But the big lizard didn't care at all, only to see that his tongue was already wrapped around the waist of the martial emperor.
For a moment, the lizard's tongue suddenly contracted inward.
boom--!
A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded, and thick blood flowed on the ground along with the internal organs and the remaining head of the Martial Emperor.
"Hehehe!" The big lizard withdrew its tongue that was stained with blood, licked it, and let out a gloomy laugh.
I saw the big lizard's green eyes as big as fists, surrounding the surroundings, looking for the next prey.
On the other side, Zhong Shudao and the other three Martial Emperors were still defeated by Wen Chou and could only barely block Wen Chou's attack.
But Zhong Shudao and others all understood that Wen Qiu did not use all his strength in front of them, and his careless appearance was the greatest insult to them.
"Are you, the Tushen Sect, so weak?" Seeing the people of the Tushen Sect being beaten back and forth, Meng Wan sneered contemptuously and turned towards Prince Nangong.
"Shut up!" Prince Nangong was furious. His heart was crawling like ants, and he wanted to go to support his brother.
But as Meng Wan said, her thin threads have extremely terrifying flexibility. No matter how hard Nangong and Shangguan struggle, they cannot break the thin threads wrapped around them.
"Little brother, tell me, your Shen Tu Sect only has such strength, how could you kill that assassination group?" Meng Wan walked up to Prince Nangong, stretched out her hand, pinched his chin, showed a seductive smile, and asked
road.
When she first heard the news about the assassination, she was shocked and thought it was other demon sects who did it.
After all, among the Seven Demon Sects, the Assassination Society is the weakest, and has only just reached the threshold of fourth-level power, far inferior to other Demon Sects such as the Dark Sect.
But the president of the Assassination Society, Nightmare, is at least a Martial Saint, and there is also a Half-Step Martial Saint in the Assassination Society.
How could the Assassination Society be destroyed with just these weak Emperors?
"If Sect Leader Xiao and the others hadn't gone out, how could we have allowed you guys to act so arrogantly here!" Prince Nangong answered firmly without any fear.
Snapped--!
A crisp slap sounded without warning.
Prince Nangong tilted his head to one side, and there was an obvious slap mark on his right face.
"Sister, I don't like killing people. But you kid, don't be too presumptuous!" Meng Wan retracted her hand with a smile, walked back a few steps, looked around, and said, "Since Mr. Meng let me
Let’s solve it quickly, then I will go and catch those two women myself.”
"Little brother, tell me, where are those two women?" Meng Wan looked at Prince Nangong.
"Don't even think about it! Smelly bitch!"
Before Prince Nangong could finish his words, another slap hit him accurately on the left side of his face.
"Come on, come on, I think your little brother should be better than that one..." Meng Wan turned to Shangguan Xia Yan. After all, just asking about the whereabouts of Yang Zhaochan and Zhu Liya would save her a lot of time.
puff--!
However, Shangguan Xia Yan puffed up his cheeks and spat directly on Meng Wan's face.
Meng Wan opened her eyes wide, stepped back, and looked at Shangguan Xia Yan in disbelief.
Even though she was a sixth-level Martial Emperor, she never expected that Shangguan Xia Yan would dare to spit at her!
"Hahaha! Smelly bitch! How does my saliva taste, sir?" Shangguan Xia Yan looked up to the sky and laughed unscrupulously.
"You two damn guys! Die!" Meng Wan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the immortal energy in her body was completely out of control.
I saw her stretching out her hands and grabbing in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the thin threads on Shangguan and Nangong suddenly shrank.
The thin line was even sharper than the sword. For a moment, the two men let out fierce screams, and streams of blood shot out from their bodies like spring water.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had lost consciousness and fell into a pool of blood. Their faces were ashen and their lips were pale without a trace of blood.
"If you don't want to drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine wine! Your temper stinks more than the stones in the pit!" Meng Wan snorted coldly, took back the string, and walked towards the city without paying attention to the lives of the two of them.