Han Shichang's pupils shrank into needles, and he looked at the huge bloody ghost in front of him in disbelief. The aura emanating from his body actually made him fearful.
Especially this bloody ghost, his left hand held his spear firmly, and he couldn't pull it back even with all his strength.
This bloody ghost is the ghost of Emperor Qin inside the bone flag.
Whoosh! The exposed red gaze of Emperor Qin's ghost was full of coldness and ruthlessness. He held a bloody halberd in his right hand and swung it over fiercely, slashing at Han Shichang mercilessly.
Han Shichang had no choice but to give up his spear and retreat quickly to avoid the attack of the spurge.
However, the moment Han Shichang retreated, a terrifying sound of breaking through the air swept behind him, making his eyelids jump and a strong sense of crisis arose in his mind.
He turned around suddenly and saw a ghost of Song Emperor wearing golden armor holding a long knife and slashing at his neck mercilessly.
The speed of this knife was so fast that in a flash, Han Shichang's big head was cut off.
The moment Han Shichang's head fell, it immediately rose up in the air and flew towards his headless body, trying to rejoin it.
At this time, another ghost of Emperor Ming with a terrifying aura and murderous aura appeared near the head. He pinched Han Shichang's head mercilessly with one big hand, and punched Han Shichang's head mercilessly with the other hand.
Keep hitting.
Han Shichang screamed repeatedly, and his head was bombarded by Emperor Ming's punches, but he could not resist at all. After all, his head was not a limb, so he could only passively bear the beatings from Emperor Ming.
The two ghosts of Emperor Song and Emperor Qin joined forces, one holding a bloody halberd and the other holding a golden sword, and began to brutally attack Han Shichang's headless body.
Han Shichang had just been promoted to the seventh-level Martial Emperor, and he had not had time to consolidate his realm. Now he was suddenly besieged by three high-level emperor-level ghosts, and he was almost unable to resist.
Pfft! In just a dozen moves, Han Shichang's headless body was cut in half by Emperor Qin's bloody halberd. Blood spread all over the square, and Han Shichang's shrill screams could be heard continuously.
Han Shichang's upper and lower body, which were cut off at the waist, had no time to heal. Emperor Qin and Emperor Song entangled him on the left and right respectively, and attacked with all their strength, beating Han Shichang to death.
For a moment, the entire square was eerily quiet, and almost everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence.
No one expected that Han Shichang, who was supposed to have the absolute upper hand, would be cut into pieces in front of their eyes at the next moment.
They didn't even expect that Zhao Li would actually have such a trump card.
Many people present could tell that the three ghosts released by Zhao Li were all seventh-order emperor-level ghosts.
Especially the ghost in the blood-red robe has the most terrifying aura among the three ghosts. It has reached the peak level of the seventh-level emperor and is very powerful.
"This...the head of the Zhao family actually still hides such methods, it's too powerful!"
Wang Zhaoyang's mouth opened wide, and his eyes became a little dull.
Yan Le, who was sitting next to Wang Zhaoyang, was as if he was petrified. He did not expect that this gambling battle would take a huge turn.
Zhao Li sacrificed three emperor-level ghosts and beat Han Shichang to a pulp, leaving him unable to parry.
Jiang Ren, who had closed his eyes to rest and not intending to pay attention to the gambling fight, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at the three ghosts besieging Han Shichang below, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
He also didn't expect that Zhao Li would actually hide such a method. It seemed that the Jiang family's intelligence about Zhao Li was wrong! Jiang Ren did not intervene, but watched silently.
This gambling fight was just a formality for him. He actually didn't like Han Shichang very much. After all, bullying was something he despised.
If the senior officials of the Jiang family had not insisted on his coming, he would not have come in person.
Pfft! When everyone was stunned, Han Shichang's body was almost torn into eight pieces and cut into pieces. The blood was almost spread all over the square. The only head was still controlled by Emperor Ming because it was very hard.
"I give up...I give up!"
Han Shichang was completely frightened and shouted to admit defeat.
He could clearly feel that if his body was cut off again, it would not be easy for him to recover, and his most important head was still controlled by a ghost.
If this ghost was really cruel, his life would really be in danger! But what frightened Han Shichang was that the three-headed ghost had no intention of stopping. Emperor Ming who beat him on the head was still waving his fist vigorously.
Emperor Qin and Emperor Ming took great pleasure in cutting his body into smaller pieces.
"Zhao Li! I have already given up, what else do you want?"
Han Shichang was furious and stared at Zhao Li who was not far away. He found that the latter was also confused and looked at a loss.
"Hmph! That's enough, Han Shichang has given up!"
There was a loud shout, but Jiang Ren, whose figure was like lightning, appeared in front of Emperor Qin's ghost on the high platform in the center. His right hand pointed like a sword, pointing out with one finger.
Immediately, the sword energy was like a rainbow, dissipating into thousands of sword lights, which struck the ghost of Emperor Qin.
Bang bang bang! Qin Emperor's ghost was not checked for a moment, and was entangled by the sword energy. He couldn't help but retreat continuously, which was quite embarrassing.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ren held his right hand in the air, condensed his energy into a sword, and threw it towards Emperor Ming in the distance. The sword's light flashed away and directly penetrated the chest of Emperor Ming's ghost.
Emperor Ming's ghost was in pain, and he let go of his right hand that was holding Han Shichang's hair, and flew out upside down.
After Jiang Ren threw out the sword energy, he stepped forward and appeared in front of Emperor Song like a flash. He pulled the five fingers of his right hand, and the five fingers were as strong as sword energy, and struck in front of Emperor Song.
The golden sword that Emperor Song held in front of him couldn't bear it at all, it exploded to pieces, and his huge body exploded back again and again.
Jiang Ren was able to repel three emperor-level ghosts with just one finger, a squeeze and a grasp. This display of powerful strength shocked everyone present.
Han Shichang's head flew wildly in the air, hiding behind Jiang Ren, and the pieces of body flesh cut by Emperor Song and Emperor Qin gathered together under the mobilization of Han Shichang's Yuan Shen.
underneath his head.
These flesh and blood began to combine together, and under the influence of powerful spiritual power, they continued to condense to form the prototype of Han Shichang's body.
Of course, this is just a prototype, and its outline can only be barely seen, and its surface is still bloody and full of cracks.
Obviously, if Han Shichang wants to fully recover, he will probably have to spend a lot of time and resources to get back to his peak.
And because he suffered such a serious injury before he had completely consolidated his realm, it naturally had great disadvantages for his future cultivation path.
Therefore, after Han Shichang got a chance to breathe, his eyes were filled with resentment and he glared at Zhao Li fiercely.
He is more aware of his physical condition than others, and it is far worse than what he appears on the surface. He even feels that the realm he has just advanced to is beginning to show some signs of collapse.
Once it collapses, his cultivation level will immediately drop to the sixth-level Martial Emperor, and he will never be able to challenge the high-level Martial Emperor again for the rest of his life.