Chapter 292: The Twelve Defeaters, the One Hiding in the Dark

In the battlefield of becoming an emperor.

Xu Qianqiu and Yin Twelve met unexpectedly.

Although they just met today, this is a battlefield, and the two have long been destined to be enemies. As soon as they met, their killing intent surged.

Yin Twelve, without saying a word, directly attacked.

Due to the restrictions of the world rules.

In this battlefield of becoming an emperor, you cannot use external forces such as supreme weapons and holy weapons.

You can only rely on your own strength.

Therefore, Yin Twelve did not think that he would lose to Xu Qianqiu.

"Even if you have a holy weapon in your hand, you can't use it here!"

Yin Twelve attacked brazenly.

With a palm blast, the rolling gloomy air lingered between his five fingers, turning into dark ropes, and bound Xu Qianqiu.

This is the magic of the Taiyin Holy Land, the Yin Binding Rope!

The dark rope completely bound Xu Qianqiu in the blink of an eye.

Then Yin Twelve took this opportunity, his figure flashed, came in front of Xu Qianqiu, and pointed his finger into a sword, the sword intent was gloomy and cold.

Taiyin Holy Land magic, pure Yin sword finger!

This finger.

It hit Xu Qianqiu's chest exactly!

With a clang.

But there was a sound of metal clashing.

Yin Twelve felt that his finger seemed to have pierced an indestructible piece of metal, and his finger bones were almost broken.

He could see that Xu Qianqiu did not use any defensive spells.

He used the purest physical strength.

"Damn! What's wrong with this guy's body?!"

Yin Twelve's face changed slightly.

"Is your attack power only this?"

Xu Qianqiu's voice sounded slowly.

His tone was very calm.

But every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds, making Yin Twelve, who had just fought, feel an amazing sense of oppression.

"Retreat!"

Without saying a word, Yin Twelve's figure retreated.

Then, he pinched the magic formula with his hand, "Binding Yin Rope, Burn!!"

Crash!

The several black ropes that bound Xu Qianqiu suddenly burned with black flames, and the scorching temperature was enough to vaporize the iron.

The flames burned on Xu Qianqiu...

But it didn't hurt even a hair on his body.

His body shook slightly, the blood in his body roared, his muscles and bones roared like thunder, and the black ropes burst!

"The Holy Son of Taiyin Holy Land, ranked eleventh on the imperial list... Heh, it seems that my expectations are a bit too high."

Xu Qianqiu shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Then.

He took a step forward.

The speed was not fast.

But the terrifying pressure that swept out from him completely locked Yin Twelve, making it almost impossible for him to dodge.

When Xu Qianqiu came in front of him, Yin Twelve seemed to come back to his senses, screamed, and the immortal spirit in his body surged wildly.

The immortal spirit evolved into the meaning of extreme yin and extreme cold.

In the blink of an eye, it soared into the sky and turned into a tall Dharma image.

"The Dharma image of the emperor, this thing is useless to me."

Xu Qianqiu said lightly.

He even broke the supreme law.

What about the Dharma image of the emperor?

He slapped out with a slap, and the violent and incomparable power fell directly on the Dharma image, and the newly formed Dharma image was directly shattered in the next second.

And this slap was directly slapped on Yin Twelve's face.

With a snap.

Yin Twelve was blown away on the spot, smashing several mountains like a meteor, and was finally buried by the rolling earth and rocks.

When he stood up again, five red marks appeared on his face, his cheeks were swollen, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and a mouthful of teeth.

This slap.

It made him extremely embarrassed and lost face.

In Tianji City.

Everyone looked at the scene in the light curtain, and they were all stunned.

"I, am I not seeing things?"

"The Holy Son of Taiyin Holy Land, the eleventh on the Emperor List, was actually slapped away by a slap. Isn't Xu Qianqiu a bit too tough?!"

"A bit? Too tough!"

"Oh my God, the eleventh on the Emperor List, is he so weak in his hands?"

The emperors who can be on the Emperor List are not mediocre people.

The eleventh on the Emperor List is even more so.

But.

What is going on in front of me?

This Xu Qianqiu is so strong that he seems to be in two dimensions with Yin Twelve.

"He is indeed much stronger."

"This strength is not weaker than the Supreme, right?"

Jun Zang murmured.

The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Otherwise, in a few years, when Xu Qianqiu is promoted to the Supreme, even he will definitely not be the opponent of the other party.

By then, how can he take revenge?

Thinking of this, Jun Zang clenched his fists tightly.

…………

“Xu Qianqiu, I want you dead!!”

Yin Twelve roared.

The immortal spirit on his body boiled and turned into the coldest and coldest air. At the same time, an invisible Dao rhyme flowed out of his body.

The area of hundreds of miles seemed to have turned into a gloomy ghostland.

“Taiyin Holy Body!”

Yin Twelve opened his body and his aura soared.

Not only that.

Behind him, a black Dharma image emerged.

Counting carefully.

There were five Dharma images!

The power of breaking the limit that surpassed the limit of the emperor!

“Go!”

Five Dharma images rushed towards Xu Qianqiu at the same time.

“Five Elements Dharma Image.”

Xu Qianqiu had five colors of light flowing out of his body.

It was the opening of the Five Elements Holy Body.

At the same time.

The Dharma image rose into the air.

A slap was slapped, and the power of the five elements burst out, directly hitting a Dharma image. With a bang, the Dharma image exploded on the spot.

But it was not over yet.

Xu Qianqiu manipulated the five elements Dharma images, one palm after another.

After a while.

Several Dharma images were smashed by him.

Yin Twelve's face changed, "How could this be, we are both emperors, how could his Dharma image power be so much stronger than mine?"

"This, this doesn't make sense?!"

Faintly.

A sense of fear emerged in his heart.

And at this time.

Xu Qianqiu's five elements Dharma image had locked him.

A slap was slapped.

He was directly blasted into the ground, and a lot of blood was constantly spitting out.

I don't know how many tendons and bones were broken.

Xu Qianqiu's mouth curled up slightly, "It seems that you are not useless. At least compared to other emperors, you are still quite strong."

Ordinary emperors can't even take one of his moves.

But Yin Twelve survived his palm.

This strength is not much worse than that of an ordinary supreme being.

Of course.

Facing Xu Qianqiu, it is still far behind.

"Asshole..."

Yin Twelve gritted his teeth unwillingly.

Then, he sent a palm towards Xu Qianqiu, with a huge palm force.

But it had no effect on Xu Qianqiu.

And Yin Twelve did not think of hurting the other party. After sending a palm, he used all his strength to drive the power in his body and turned into a stream of light to escape into the distance.

"Want to leave?"

Just when Xu Qianqiu was about to chase him.

Not far away.

Several attacks came towards him.

Among them, there were sword energy, knife light, and palm force.

"Oh."

Xu Qianqiu waved his sleeves.

The majestic true essence swept out and completely disintegrated the attacks.

"It seems that there are many people hiding in the dark who want to be my enemy." Xu Qianqiu touched his chin and chuckled.

How long has he been in the battlefield of all realms?

He has already made enemies with many forces.

Thinking of this.