Chapter 577 Sixteen Martial Emperors, oppressing the Taoist Palace
Sixteen Martial Emperors!
From several major forces plus the two major holy places, a total of sixteen Martial Emperors arrived.
The auras of the sixteen Martial Emperors descended, simply crushing the nine heavens and ten earth, causing the entire Taixu King City to tremble, let alone the Douzhan Dao Palace.
All the disciples are in despair. With the current foundation of Douzhan Dao Palace, it is absolutely impossible to fight against such a force.
Even if it is as powerful as the four ancient palaces, facing such a force, it will still tremble and not easily dare to become an enemy.
"Let Ye Han come out!"
A figure took the lead to take the lead and looked down at the Douzhan Dao Palace below: "Every grievance has its own owner, and some grievances must be resolved. Ye Han killed the young masters of several of our ancient clans and killed a large number of clansmen. This payment
The account will be settled today."
This is the Martial Emperor of the Fire Demon Clan. His aura is extremely terrifying. Standing there alone, he suppresses the sky like a sacred mountain of heaven and earth, making countless warriors breathless.
"Because of his lack of strength, he should have been killed by my junior brother back then!"
A figure took a step, glanced across the world, and spoke coldly.
The Martial Emperor of the Fire Demon Clan shrank his pupils: "Ning Wuque? With your attitude like this, it seems that your Dou Zhan Dao Palace is going to fight stubbornly?"
A cold smile appeared on Ning Wuque's face: "What does it mean to resist stubbornly? Huo Xuan, with the strength of an old guy like you, the second-level Martial Emperor, you are not qualified to have such a conversation with me, Ning Wuque!"
As he spoke, Ning Wuque immediately took action and struck Jiutian with one blow.
Unrivaled in violence and unscrupulous.
The rolling fist light penetrated the vacuum of heaven and earth, and there was a sign of directly blowing up the universe.
"presumptuous!"
The Martial King of the Fire Demon Clan spoke angrily and crushed him with one punch.
He never expected that the Douzhan Dao Palace would be in such a posture, which was completely different from what they expected.
With one punch that shook the world, the boiling vitality of heaven and earth exploded above the Dao Palace, multiplying and producing tens of millions of vitality.
Only a roar was heard, and in an instant, the Fire Demon Tribe's Martial Emperor trembled and was directly blasted a thousand meters away, with blood spurting out from his whole body in the void.
A face-to-face meeting, the first level versus the second level.
This second-level Martial Emperor was actually beaten by Ning Wuque until he vomited blood.
"The Second Hall Master is invincible!"
The many Douzhan Dao Palace disciples hiding below all saw their eyes light up and spoke immediately.
The power of Ning Wuque's punch was so exciting that it directly dispelled the gloom in the minds of all the disciples.
Within the sky, figures came one after another, locking onto Ning Wuque.
The Martial Emperor of the Beidou Holy Land had a cold expression on his face: "Is this how you fight against the Dao Palace?"
"good!"
Ning Wuque sneered: "All the descendants of your ancient clans, including the Holy Land, died because of their lack of strength. In this world, the strong are respected, and those who are weak deserve to be killed. Today, a bunch of old guys came together.
Are you here to seek revenge? You are totally shameless, and you still want us to bow down in a fight with Dao Palace? Get out!"
A group of martial emperors looked at each other, and they were all so angry that their internal organs were about to explode.
Even though they came in force, in fact they were not willing to go to war directly unless it was absolutely necessary.
After all, no one can ignore the Ba Wu Shen above the head of Douzhan Dao Palace.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action."
Ning Wuque's eyes swept across the sky and the earth, focusing on another Martial Emperor: "The Martial Emperor who came out of the Nine Yang Holy Land, the protector of the useless Young Master Yangxu? Young Master Yangxu is dead, do you want to seek revenge?"
As he spoke, without waiting for the Holy Land Martial Emperor to respond, Ning Wuque manifested a war sword in his hand and suddenly slashed into the void.
The sword energy stirred up the world, the terrifying edge penetrated everything, and it struck hard with a strong will to kill.
The Holy Land belongs to this place, and the person in front of you is the real third-level Martial Emperor.
This person struck out with a single strike, creating a completely integrated light shield that blocked Ning Wuque's sword on the spot. Then he stepped forward, and in an instant, the laws of the imperial law burst out.
The two figures began to interweave, collide, and fight again.
At the same time, Dou Zhan is deep in the Dao Palace!
In the secret room, Ye Han suddenly opened his eyes.
The bright divine light burst out from his eyes, and it seemed like a shadow of the Emperor Dragon Halberd was refracted, which could split the vacuum of nothingness.
"The eighth cut!"
Ye Han spit out three words.
At the same time, his eyes suddenly turned around and looked outside the secret room: "Are you finally here? The sixteen Martial Emperors?"
Ye Hanlian laughed.
Among the sixteen Martial Emperors, the most powerful one was Long Zhentian.
In addition, there is another eighth-level Martial Emperor and two seventh-level Martial Emperors. As for the others, they are nothing more than that, all of them are below the seventh level.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Han had sensed everything clearly.
"Let's keep all the things that are destined for death here today. Anyway, I have an order from Heaven. It doesn't matter if I kill the Holy Land Martial Emperor."
After Ye Han finished speaking, he stood up suddenly and rushed out of the secret room.
After walking out of the Douzhan Dao Palace, Ye Han saw many senior brothers, including Li Futu, gathered here, and everyone stared at the battlefield in the void.
There, the battle between Ning Wuque and the third-level Martial Emperor seemed to have reached the final stage.
The two men's attack was not a competition, it was a brutal battle of life and death. There was no probing at all. From the very beginning, it was a collision of the most powerful killing techniques, making the battle extremely fast.
Boom!
The void suddenly trembled.
The space shattered into billions of cracks, and then restored itself in an instant.
The terrifying energy fluctuations spread chaotically, like a wave of void, spreading out in all directions.
The two had a final big collision.
With one blow, Ning Wuque let out a groan, and his body retreated continuously, almost falling from the air and hitting the ground in front of the battle hall.
The third-level Martial Emperor was also feeling uncomfortable. His aura was chaotic, and there were at least a hundred wounds all over his body. Each wound was almost penetrated by the sword energy, and blood was gurgling down at this moment.
Evenly matched?
Many strong men have strange expressions.
No one expected that Ning Wuque would be able to fight evenly with the third-level Martial Emperor.
The second disciple of Douzhan Dao Palace is actually so terrifying.
"Give up!"
In the void, Long Zhentian spoke lightly, looking down with his eyes, which contained endless majesty: "The Dao Palace in the battle is ultimately weak. The Dao Palace was destroyed for the sake of Ye Han, and the gain outweighs the loss."
"Long Zhentian, you are finished!"
Ye Han glanced above with a lukewarm look, and at the same time walked towards the place where the second senior brother fell.
After taking a few steps to reach Ning Wuque, Ye Han swept away his thoughts and discovered that Ning Wuque was seriously injured.
The so-called equal match is just a superficial situation. The first-order Martial Emperor fights against the third-order Martial Emperor. The gap in realm is ultimately irreparable.
Suddenly, a pure five-clawed golden dragon energy filled the air and enveloped Ning Wuque's body.
At the same time, a drop of Five-clawed Golden Dragon Liquid instantly entered Ning Wuque's body.
With the blessing of Golden Dragon Liquid, Ning Wuque's injuries were forcibly stabilized, and his overall complexion was recovering.
At this moment, Ye Han looked up at the sky and locked eyes with Long Zhentian: "Long Zhentian, I will give you a chance now. Get out of here. Your Long family still has a chance to survive, and you still have the right to live.