But if he retreats, all his previous efforts will be wasted. There is only one chance to kill these dozen or so powerful Westerners.
Even if you have to pay for it with your own life, it is worth it.
"Xiaofan!"
"Xiao Liuzi..." the beauties and several senior sisters shouted heartbreakingly.
Ning Fan's hair turned snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the killing array became even more terrifying. The bodies of the remaining Western powerhouses were disintegrating and turning into blood mist. They only needed one more minute to succeed.
boom!!!
The big golden hand seemed to be crushing the mountains and shattering the earth. No one could stop the gods, not even Emperor Ning Qing and others working together.
Ning Fan was about to be submerged, and then a huge fist opened.
boom!!!
Break the big golden handprint into pieces, take away all the power and turn it into nothingness.
"Quasi-Emperor!"
Everyone was shocked, maybe another quasi-emperor appeared.
They looked towards the top of the Great Wall and saw a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back. He was tall and had bright eyes.
"That's..." There are many people who don't know it.
But Emperor Ning Qing and the native surface humans know it all too well.
"The God of War, one of the Three Emperors."
"Another quasi-emperor. How is it possible? The world on the ground lacks vitality, so how come quasi-emperors are born frequently."
The God of War glanced at the battlefield, and was deeply touched when he saw this tragic scene, and then looked at the powerful Westerners.
Many people standing in front vomited blood. It was very scary. Just the look in their eyes could make demigods and god kings vomit blood.
"The human race has another quasi-emperor, and he is from the Imperial Capital City."
"It's so scary. This is really a troubled world, and all kinds of monsters have appeared."
"If this disaster can be overcome, how can it be possible if there are three quasi-emperors in charge of the Imperial City?"
"Perhaps this is the trend. Daxia must be one of the protagonists, and they cannot be destroyed."
The God of War did not take action against these low-level Westerners. Once he did, the other gods would also take action, and then it would be their Eastern camp that would suffer.
Therefore, he decisively joined the Void Battlefield and fought side by side with Old Monkey, Old Turtle, and Wan Zonghua.
Ning Fan shocked and killed these powerful Westerners, but at a high cost. The energy and blood in his body declined, and he kept coughing up blood. Although his appearance did not change much, his originally black hair turned snow-white, and he fell feebly into the void.
"Kill him!" The strong man from the West took action.
"Old Ning!"
Zhang Yang was closest to him, with lightning surrounding his body, blocking the way forward for the strong men in the west.
"Seeking death!" The strong Western man was furious and punched Zhang Yang.
At that moment, half of Zhang Yang's body turned into blood mist, and he screamed and flew backwards.
"Yang'er?" Zhang Tianshi rushed over immediately.
At this time, Heavenly Master Zhang also took action. With a wave of his sleeve, several terrifying thunder and lightning struck down, instantly knocking the strong man who injured Zhang Yang into pieces.
Zhang Tianshi took Ning Fan and Zhang Yang and returned to the Great Wall immediately.
"It hurts so much, it's my grandma's fault. I didn't expect that my young master would have such a day." Zhang Yang breathed very weakly.
"Ahem——"
Ning Fan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, sat up and looked at Zhang Yang, sighing in his heart.