Chapter 75 Unstoppable

"Ah, don't kill me. I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you, and you can play with this body..." The charming woman of the seven people half exposed her snow-white breasts and screamed in horror. She saw with her own eyes that several powerful beings of the seven people were easily killed, such as slaughtering chickens and dogs, destroying and rotting, and the power of swords was infinite. In order to survive, she knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Your Majesty, don't kill us. Your enemy is them. They coveted the sword in your hand and wanted to seize it. Let's join hands together to kill them. The natural resources and treasures here are all yours..." The eldest brother of the seven people spit out blood. At this time, his life is at stake, and he can't care about anything else.

"Ss..."

Emperor Ba Zun was cold and ruthless, and ignored their pleas for mercy at all. The words they said at the mouth of the cave were already on the list of the emperor's death. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and swallowed up their bodies with magnificent life essence. His eyes, which licked the smell of blood, were deeper, like the vast starry sky, unfathomable. The sword has the great power of god and ghost fear. Now the emperor has not figured it out, but with this killing weapon, he can fall vertically and horizontally, and it is rare to meet the enemy.

"What a fierce power. This man is murderous. Staying is a scourge for the vast overlord. We joined hands to kill him." Haoran's door was seamlessly shocked.

"None of you can kill me. You are going to die today. Let's start with you." The voice of the emperor suddenly sounded in his ear. The murderous spirit submerged him like a tide. It felt as if Death was around him, and he could take his life at any time. Even Haoran's righteousness can't hide this murderous man, and he can't help but be horrified.

The golden lion print vibrates, like a body made of gold pouring over, and the hurricane bursts, making a harsh wind sound. The emperor was unmoved, waved the sword, split the golden lion seal in an instant, destroyed the withered and rotten, the sharpness did not diminish, and the killing was seamless.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the emperor was so terrible. He was like a god of killing, and his speed was even more terrible. They didn't see clearly how the emperor moved. They could only see a little lightning in the air.

"Boom."

The dragon seal in the sky collapsed in the air. At the critical moment, it was Hualong who rescued it seamlessly. He felt a strong crisis, saved Haoran's door seamlessly, and wanted to fight against the emperor with the strength of everyone. They just fought against the seven people, consumed a lot of magic power and was even hurt. Now their power is far less than that of the peak. If you divide, you will be weak, and if you gather, you will be strong. Everyone understands such a simple truth.

"The sword is so terrible that it breaks the seven-star evil array in an instant and kills the seven people. It's clean and neat. I'm afraid we can't resist it." Several disciples of Tiangong had lingering palpitations in their hearts. They looked at Yan Ting and took her as the main bone. At this time, she was also deeply shocked, with a solemn expression on the pretty face of a fairy.

"I said that no one can save you." Suddenly, the voice of the emperor sounded in the seamless ear again, like a ghost, and it was impossible to get rid of it. Nowadays, Huangbazun's lightning electrode speed is comparable to that of space crossing. The strong people in the realm are sensitive to space fluctuations, so Huangbazun directly uses the lightning electrode speed and feels how fast the lightning electrode speed is.

This test made him very happy, and the strong man at the peak of the realm could not react at all. Haoran Gate seamlessly and clearly felt the call of death.

"No, you can't kill me. I'm a talented disciple of Haoranmen. If you kill me, you will definitely be retaliated by Haoranmen. From then on, you will be like a bereaved dog..."

When the sword rises, a human head is thrown up, and the vertical and horizontal sword spirit breaks through the cave. Even with the protection of the spirit of immortals, it is difficult to resist the sharpness of the sword. The emperor is cold and almost ruthless. Now, the sword shows the divine power of the sacred object, and there is nothing to resist. The talented disciple of Haoran was killed in this way, and there was no suspense. Of course, Huang Ba Zun did not let go of his body.

A few people waited for a cicada, but they had to take action. The bright divine light formed an angry wave and swept the world.

Take off nine turns in the sky, avoid all attacks, and directly appear in the center of this group of strong people in the descending realm. Like a tiger entering the sheep pen, a piece of blood rain is flying, and the disciples who came to Haoran's door and the disciples of Tiangong are stained with blood in the sky. For the disciples of Tiangong, Huang Ba Zun has no good impression at all. Since Haoranmen is the enemy, he will never show mercy.

"Evil beast, dare to hurt my disciple of Tiangong." Yan Ting was furious and defeated Qiu Yeyin and attacked her.

"Injury? No, I'm killing." The emperor's tyrant Kirin stepped directly through this mark, and the momentum was so powerful that everyone was shocked to death. Obviously, it is a one-day landing, but the power exerted power is comparable to the four-day landing, and even the magic power is far stronger than the four-day landing.

All this because his own treasure body is strong and the magic power is far more powerful than that of the same realm, coupled with this unfavorable sword, who can fight with him in the realm.

"Purple gas comes from the east, the will of heaven and earth."

A move of purple gas from the east comes from the east, pulling thousands of purple gas to boil and rumble, like tens of millions of thunderbolts, with amazing momentum. Huang Ba Zun was temporarily trapped.

"Escape!"

He shouted and was the first to escape to the mouth of the cave. Even he, a person like him who has been defeated and fought repeatedly, was fiercely deterrified by the emperor, or by the god of the sword.

"None of you can leave." Huang Ba Zun suddenly appeared in front of Hualong and took off nine turns to avoid the siege. The sword rose and destroyed all his protective spirits. He split him in half with one sword, and the talented disciple of Donglaimen died. The corners of Huang Bazun's mouth overflowed with some blood, and the purple gas just now caused some damage to him. He is also a little overwhelmed by Lien Zhan's several strong people at the peak of the realm. But the man of Tiangong was still there, and he suppressed the injury.

A pair of murderous eyes came across, and it seemed that tens of millions of bones were buried there, which was frightening.

"Senior sister..." The remaining two Tiangong disciples were trembling. They didn't expect that the emperor was so powerful that his divine power never seemed to be exhausted.

"Colored butterfly flying print."

Yanting's heart shook violently, and she felt that it was more bad and less auspicious today. It's like a little panic on the face of the goddess. She is the proud daughter of heaven. She is surrounded by thousands of people wherever she goes. Although she knew that the cultivation world was very cruel, she was still scared to death when she saw the corpse of a stranger.

Suddenly, tens of millions of colorful butterflies are flying in the air, colorful and dazzling.

Huang Ba Zun suddenly saw countless pictures, as if these pictures appeared from his mind, not in front of him.

"Escape quickly. If something happens to me, let Brother Wutian avenge me." Yan Ting restrained the emperor and let the two escape.

The remaining two Tiangong disciples fled, which is a nightmare for them today. The emperor was stunned in the air, his face was ferocious, and the sword burst out of sword spirit from time to time.

"This kind of low-level fantasy also wants to trap me. It's too underestimates me." Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was only a mirror. His heart is like a rock. He has recognized his heart for a long time and destroyed the illusion. The general illusion can't let him sink.

"Ss..."

A rainbow sword rushed to the mouth of the cave, and a scream came. Huang Bazun frowned. This sword only killed one person, and the other one did not know what secret method to avoid the attack and escaped.

"What other means do you have to let me feel the strength of the genius disciples of Tiangong?" Huang Bazun squinted at Yan Ting, and there was no pity for jade at all, but only decisive killing. Anyone who wants to kill him is an enemy. Since it is the enemy, you have to kill.

"The secret of Tiangong Zhengong, summoning the secret."

Suddenly, Yanting displayed the secret of Tiangong Zhengong, the most powerful secret skill, summoning the secret skill. He once summoned the secret skill in Feng Hou's hands and summoned the heroes of Tangmen, but he was killed by the third young master of the Tang family angrily. Tianmen Dark Art is the power to restrain the summoning secret art.

"Endless dead creatures of the dead earth, obey my call and obey the will of heaven..."

A force passed through the barrier of space and came directly to here, forming a channel. In an instant, countless necromancers came from this passage. They had snow-white skeletons, dying to turn this place into a place of the dead. Even the divine jade Wulian is resisting this abyss death. The firefly flashes in its head, and its majestic soul power is turbulent. Although some have physical bodies, they are corrupt and stinky.

"Well, I thought you could summon something, but a human-looking woman summoned these dead things, which was disgusting. I even killed the black-and-white impermanence in the ghost world. Will I still be afraid of this necromancer? The emperor raised his sword forward, waved his sword, and his sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, as colorful as a rainbow, killing countless dead creatures. The sword swallowed up the magnificent soul power of the undead creature, which surprised the emperor. But at this time, he can't control so much, stabbing the power of the call with a sword.

"Boom!"

The space is turbulent. This sword student cuts off the power of the call. Yan Ting spewed out a mouthful of blood fog, and her body swayed in the air.

"Haha, Tiangong disciples are nothing more than that. Summoning the secret, that's the power.

"Don't be complacent. I am far from reaching the level of Xiaocheng. The disciples of Tiangong are not something you can bully. Brother Bai Wutian will let you taste the consequences.

"Now I'm going to bully the disciples of Tiangong." Huang Ba Zun slapped him, and a palm print appeared on Yan Ting's white face.

"You..."

"Papa..."

More than a dozen slaps in a row, Yan Ting was slapped and dizzy. The face of the country is full of blood, red and swollen. She had tears in her eyes and bit her lips, with anger and grievances in her heart. She is a talented disciple of the Heavenly Palace. Wherever she goes, she is not surrounded by thousands of people. She is like the mysterious girl of the nine heavens, and she is noble. The world is satisfied with only looking up to the face. I never thought I would be so bullied one day.

"What I don't like most is your face. If you become a prisoner, you should make a good posture as a prisoner. As long as you beg for mercy, I will let you go. The emperor showed an evil smile.

"You can't think about it."

"Bang."

"If you don't beg for mercy, I will stain your innocence and pull you to many cities. I think many people are interested in the ** of Tiangong Fairy. Tore open her thin clothes, leaving only close-fitting things, the seductive body like snow, is the impulse for men to conquer. She was ashamed and angry. The lotus-like little hand blocked the spring light, and her eyes were as beautiful as a sword, and she wanted to cut the emperor with thousands of knives.

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