Chapter 957: : Tyrannical Xuanyuan
At this moment, with a creak, a silver-white match soared down, and then a whirlpool appeared in the sky, and a black figure slowly drilled out of it and fell downward.
The figure was as dark as ink, like a puff of smoke, and his face was blurred, but only a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed, making people feel cold all over the body at first sight.
"It's really bad luck. I've been dead for so long, why are you still coming out?"
The ancient emperor said coldly. It seemed that Xuanyuan's identity had already been known.
Chu Jiaxing was a little confused and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
Xuanyuan!
It exists longer than Wang Xiaofeng's Southern Territory Saint Court.
Xuanyuan looked down at all the monks below, and said coldly: "Today, I Xuanyuan swears that I will let you all die!"
After being crushed by the town of Xuanyuan for countless Spring and Autumn, he was chased by the demon emperor once he was born, and he was smashed to pieces by Hou Yi when he participated in the Hundred Heroes Convention. The resentment, unwillingness, and anger accumulated in his heart had reached the time when he was about to explode.
"You are so arrogant, who are you scaring? You are telling the truth." Emperor Yan was lying on the chair, and Xuanyuan's sarcasm made Xuanyuan more angry.
At this time, thousands of rays of thunder blasted Xuanyuan's body, but he was completely absorbed by him, making him like a Thunder God. Seeing Lei Zufeng's boss stared. Some can't believe it.
"Master, do we need to take action?"
Feng Liang asked respectfully. Hou Yi also stared at Xu Haotian closely.
Although Xuanyuan's breath was still soaring, it wasn't enough in their eyes.
Xu Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Be calm and not impatient!"
Xuanyuan wanted to challenge everyone here, but he didn't want to be that early bird.
"Who will kill this demon?"
The voice of the ancient emperor sounded at this moment. Very clearly passed into everyone's ears.
Killing this demon in the presence of so many people is quite an obvious thing.
As soon as the ancient emperor's voice fell, some people couldn't sit still, and they burst out like lightning, rushing towards Xuanyuan on the stone platform. Even if the monks who were onlookers had many strong ones, they couldn't help rushing to Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan threatened to kill everyone here just now. Obviously he is not a good person, so killing him will not leave guilt in his heart.
The violent wind howled, the thousand cultivators rushed towards Xuanyuan together, making everyone's blood boil, and they were also expecting that the heroes would kill this demon.
The thunder and lightning power of Xuanyuan's body has reached a range of thousands of meters, making him murderous at this time, and also shocking the cultivators who are coming.
"Haha, all go to death!"
Xuanyuan roared, and at the same time raised his right hand, and threw a hundred-foot-thin thunder and lightning whip around. In the next second, a dazzling light suddenly appeared, causing all the flying monks to close their eyes. Including Xu Haotian sitting in the attic.
"Ah...it hurts!"
what is that?
Ahhhhh...
Suddenly, screams kept coming and going, and when the messy bang reached Xu Haotian's ears, he also opened his eyes.
I saw a number of figures falling from a high altitude, and the blood pouring down like a pouring rain, shocked all the monks who saw this scene.
Xuanyuan held a long knife made up of thunder and lightning, and the thousand-foot-long blade wanted to cut the stone platform.
At this moment, Di Jun shook his body and came to the sky above the stone platform. He looked at Xuanyuan with a look of contempt.
He raised his hand and pointed, and a golden light with a thickness of several hundred feet suddenly burst out, directly blasting the thunder sword away.
"Demon Emperor!"
When Xuanyuan saw Emperor Jun, blood-red eyes were immediately full of tyrannical aura. He raised his hands, and once again gathered a heavy hammer lingering thunder and lightning, and blasted towards Emperor Jun fiercely.
