Seeing the thunderous sword coming towards him, the opponent's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.
A strong aura of death spread all over the body, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
There was no time to think about it, so in a hurry, he raised his hand and formed a mark to block it.
Bang!
The mark looked fragile and exploded in an instant, and the 100-meter sword fell from the air without losing its force.
puff!
The man looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood before rushing out. At least half of the bones and meridians in his body were broken.
The combat power was directly reduced to less than 40%, and the breath was extremely weak.
This was not over yet, while his figure was still flying upside down, a mad knife with substantial spiritual power followed closely behind him, and flashed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Boy, if you dare to kill me, the city lord will definitely cut your body into pieces..." The dead man shouted out.
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, the mad knife flashed past his neck, and immediately he saw a head rising into the sky, blood spurting out like a pillar.
The head in mid-air had its eyes wide open, its face full of horror, and there was a hint of disbelief in its pupils.
Until the moment he died, he couldn't believe that he was actually killed by a fourth-grade Saint Emperor boy!
"Boy, you really deserve to die! You actually killed Mr. Yuan!"
At this moment, an extremely angry voice sounded not far away.
Ling Hao looked around and saw that it was the eighth-grade Holy Emperor who was fighting against Mr. Hu and Mr. Lin.
Ling Hao observed at the same time that both Mr. Hu and Mr. Lin were seriously injured, and their combat power had been reduced by 20 to 30%.
If we continue to fight, I'm afraid it won't be long before we reach the end of our strength.
Bang!
At the same time, a loud noise came from the void not far away.
I saw Murong Ziyun being swept away a thousand meters away by a sixth-grade holy emperor, and at the same time she opened her mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
Her previous opponent was a fifth-grade Holy Emperor. After the two fought for several rounds, she killed him with one sword.
However, before she could regain her composure, she was thrown away by an old man who was a sixth-grade Holy Emperor, and her breath was very disordered.
Moreover, the sixth-grade Saint Emperor obviously did not want to give up easily, and he turned around and chased after him with a twist of his eyes.
"Mom, be careful!"
Ling Hao shouted loudly, and then he ducked and rushed towards Murong Ziyun.
Although Mr. Hu and Mr. Lin were also in a critical situation, their lives were not in danger yet, so he had to save his mother first.
"Boy, if you kill Mr. Yuan, you must die for me!"
However, before Ling Hao flew a hundred meters away, the opponent's eighth-grade Holy Emperor roared angrily, raised his hand and formed a mark and smashed it out.
Ling Hao frowned, but instead of fighting with him, he ducked aside.
"Let's see how long you can hide!" The eighth-grade Holy Emperor roared again, sweeping out a violent wind from his hand.
"Brother Ling Hao, I'll deal with him, go and save your mother!" Zi Ling's voice sounded in Ling Hao's mind.
call!
The next moment, a purple figure appeared next to Ling Hao, it was Zi Ling.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Ling raised her hand and blocked the attack of the eighth-grade holy emperor with a few bursts of purple flames.
"Zi Ling, be careful!" Ling Hao was stunned for a moment and then rushed towards Murong Ziyun.
At this time, he could no longer think so much. If Zi Ling didn't come out, he wouldn't be able to save his mother.
"Brother Ling Hao, be careful yourself!" Zi Ling replied, then raised his hand to attack the opponent.
At the same time, a thousand meters away, the old man of the sixth-grade Holy Emperor had already flashed to a distance of three to four hundred meters in front of Murong Ziyun.
