Chapter 1143: Show up
Chapter One One Four Three Appears
Seeing Sikong Yu killing, a smile appeared on the face of the drunkard, and his body was unmoved. Seeing Sikongyu approaching, the drunkard suddenly raised his right hand slowly.
His movements seem to be slow, but they are fast to the extreme, reaching his level, and there is no need to deliberately display combat skills. Every movement is the essence of combat skills.
boom!
The terrible soul power rolled, and the palms of Si Kongyu and the drunkard collided in the void, beams of light burst from the palms of the two, and the void was cut open by this force.
"Ah~"
A scream sounded, and many of the Battle Soul Temple and the War God Temple cultivators were all shredded by this light beam, and there was no room for resistance.
"Old stuff, you **** it!" Si Kongyu was angry. He only wanted to kill the drunkard, but he forgot that there were still many cultivators in the Hall of War Soul and Hall of War.
With their strength, even the aftermath was enough to smash and kill the cultivators of the Emperor Realm, but those who were far from the Emperor Realm were cut off by the Scarlet Soul Realm, and no one was injured.
"I'm dying, but I'm afraid of loneliness, so I want to pull you down to be a company." The drunkard is very indifferent, and this argument of tongues doesn't make any sense to him.
His heart is like an ancient well, without any waves, life and death has long been bearish, and Si Kongyu has been fighting with him, he has already embraced the idea of death.
He knew very well that his body could not last long. Instead of dying silently, he might as well bloom his last glory.
In this battle, he is bound to die. If the trouble of Sikong Yu can be solved, it would be the best, and if it can't be solved, there is no way.
If it was the peak period, where would the drunkard put Si Kongyu in his eyes, but now, he also had to be careful, Sikongyu was not dead, and Li Huo Di would really be in trouble.
"I want to see how long you can hold on, old things, I can kill you!" Si Kongyu sneered.
In his opinion, as long as the drunkard dies, there is basically no problem with Lihuo Di.
Of course, if he could, Si Kongyu would not kill the drunkard, because catching the drunkard alive would definitely make Xiao Fan submit. Based on his understanding of Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan was a man of love and justice.
In addition, although Zi Wuming is not Bei Lao's opponent, but now relying on the Wan Lingtu to hold on to it, he should not be able to tell the difference in a short time.
Thinking of this, Si Kongyu was determined that as long as he could catch these people and threaten Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan would definitely show up at that time, and he would be able to retrieve the Void Ancient Mirror and even catch Xiao Fan alive.
Last time I was tricked in the Asura Secret Realm, this time I must find the place back so that Xiao Fan could see his relatives and friends die in pain and regret.
How did they know that Xiao Fan looked at them coldly from dozens of miles away.
"Uncle Master, my grandpa and grandpa Zhuge are fighting with them!" Bei Chenfeng said with embarrassment.
There is no need for Bei Chenfeng to say that Xiao Fan has already seen it, and even he has seen the physical condition of the drunkard. If the battle continues, he will definitely die.
At this moment, there was not much life left in the drunkard's body, but it was supported by perseverance, and it was not much better than the original Lu Zhan.
Xiao Fan couldn't imagine what kind of attack the Drunkard would endure from Yan Luo Mansion to become like this.
Even if he has now broken through to the Ninth-Rank Alchemist, he still feels that he has no certainty to treat a good drunkard.
If the battle continues, Xiao Fan can't imagine the consequences!
"In any case, the teacher can't die!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and suddenly rushed out like an arrow from the string, without any signs at all.
He is now not only worried about the safety of the drunkard, but also the safety of his relatives and friends.
You know, Bei Lao and Drunkard were held back, but the Temple of War came here, not only Si Kong Yu and Zi Wuming, but also hundreds of war emperors.
They have already rushed into Lihuo Emperor Capital. If they are not stopped, it would be almost a devastating disaster for Lihuo Emperor Capital.
"Uncle Master, wait for me!" Bei Chenfeng yelled, and Xiao Jin quickly followed.
Outside the Huo Di Capital, the battlefield between Bei Lao and Drunkard was very fierce. Bei Lao and Zi Wuming fought inextricably, while Drunkard kept pressing Sikong Yu.
Si Kongyu was extremely angry. The strength of the drunkard obviously exceeded his expectations. He did not expect that a person who was about to die would still have such a strong strength, so how strong was he during his peak period?
The most important thing is that such a powerful drunkard is on the verge of death, how terrifying is the emperor Yama who severely injured him!
"It's no wonder that Emperor Yan Luo can escape from the hands of the palace master. It seems that they are underestimated. It is estimated that the palace master has expected this day for a long time, so he can't wait to make a shot." Si Kongyu thought.
The drunkard was hit with another palm, Sikong Yu spit out a mouthful of blood, and the drunkard's body trembled more severely.
"Old stuff, it's getting weaker and weaker now. If you want to kill this seat, you don't have this ability. I will definitely strip your old skin and tear down your old bones!" Sikong Yu grinned and wiped the corners of his mouth. Blood.
As soon as the voice fell, he threw it out again. The drunkard's strength was obviously getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't hold on for long. At that time, let alone killing him, it would be no big problem to catch him alive.
"Si Kongyu, do you want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person?" At this moment, a burst of shouting came from a distance.
Hearing this, Si Kongyu's figure stopped in vain, and suddenly looked back, the smile on his face instantly solidified there.
Then he smiled again, his eyes were full of surprise, and he trembled: "Tibetan sword, are you not dead?"
Not far from him, two figures appeared. One of them was Sikong Tibetan Sword, but he was held in his hand by Xiao Fan like a chicken, and there was no room for resistance.
"It seems you want him to die." Xiao Fan smiled faintly, then his smile condensed, becoming extremely cold: "Let everyone stop, do you want to cut off your children and grandchildren?"
"Er dare!" Sikong Yu shouted angrily, and the terrible soul pressure went straight to Xiao Fan.
"Fan'er be careful." The drunkard yelled and drew himself in front of Xiao Fan, but the speed of the soul attack was not normal, and it instantly rushed into Xiao Fan's mind.
"Sikong Yu, you're looking for death!" The drunkard was furious, and Xiao Fan was only a battle saint's early cultivation base, how could he withstand the soul attack of the living battle saint peak?
"Teacher, leave it to me here, there is no need to be angry about a dead person?" At this moment, Xiao Fan's voice suddenly sounded.
"Fan'er, you." The drunk man looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. He never expected Xiao Fan to be safe and sound.
If it were before, Xiao Fan might still be caught by Sikong Yu, but now Xiao Fan's soul strength is not worse than Sikong Yu, and the soul attack really can't help him.
Of course, although Xiao Fan's soul strength was good, he did not dare to easily perform soul attacks on others.
After all, the soul attack is too dangerous, and he would not use it without full assurance.
Seeing that Xiao Fan was innocent, Si Kongyu's face was not pretty. He felt that Xiao Fan was a little different from before, and he couldn't tell where it was different.
Xiao Fan carried the Sagong Hidden Sword to the drunkard's side, put one hand on the drunkard's shoulder, and mobilized the power of the white stone to quickly enter the drunkard's body.
