Chapter 205: Emperor Batian
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At this moment, the sky suddenly changed dramatically.
Thundered!
The entire Heavenly Soul Realm trembled, swish, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a huge coercion rushed towards him, Gu Feng snorted, and the whole person fell back directly.
Snort!
"I didn't expect you kid to refine the Devouring Flame Ice, I really didn't expect it!" The old man's voice sounded, sometimes far and near, extremely profound, and the whole space was slightly condensed, and then an old man with flowery hair slowly emerged.
When this old man with gorgeous hair appeared, all the spiritual power in the air stopped, as if he was the master here, and at the same time, Ying Wujun's originally fearful eyes were immediately filled with hope.
"Ancestor!"
The old man's name is Emperor Batian, he is the real old monster of the Heavenly Soul Sect, the existence of the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, it is the person who the Emperor Juetian went to find before, and this time he forcibly tore apart the space, in order to see what happened in the Heavenly Soul Realm.
Emperor Batian glanced at Ying Wujun, and waved it out with one hand, and then grabbed it in the air, and Ying Wujun's body was directly grabbed by him and placed beside him.
"Xuanjing Ninefold Perfection, no wonder you are so arrogant, have you ever thought that when you killed my Heavenly Soul Sect disciple, you could expect this fate, hehe, you are afraid that you don't know where this is, this is the Heavenly Soul Sect!" The old man's angry voice rang out.
The thick spiritual power surged towards Gu Feng crazily, the momentum was extremely terrifying, wave after wave, as if it was going to crush Gu Feng directly, wow, Gu Feng directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly withered.
The Nine Realms of the Mystery Realm looked useless in front of this old man, blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the only thing that did not change was Gu Feng's stubborn eyes.
"Haha, boy, you're crazy, haha!" Ying Wujun, who was hiding behind Emperor Batian, had extremely vicious eyes, and roared wildly regardless of the blood stains remaining in his mouth.
Gu Feng sneered, wiped the blood left at the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said sarcastically: "The Heavenly Soul Sect is worthy of being the Heavenly Soul Sect, it's really interesting, the little one is scared, and an old one actually came out, haha, it's really ridiculous!" ā
Emperor Batian's face was slightly red, and he did personally deal with a junior in the Xuan Realm with his Realm Great Perfection, if it was passed on, it would indeed be laughed at, but what the entire Heavenly Soul Sect knew was that this old ancestor especially doted on Ying Wujun, as the so-called love calf heart, there was nothing that Emperor Batian couldn't do.
"It's really sharp-toothed, but do you think you can survive today, I killed you, who can know, and the Devouring Flame Ice in your body will also belong to me, at that time, it is not impossible to break through the Heavenly Realm, haha!" Emperor Batian's eyes lit up and he pounced directly on Gu Feng.
Gu Feng scolded secretly, this old thing was really anxious, he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation, and shouted in a low voice: "Yan Bing Taiji!" ā
"Not enough!"
Emperor Batian snorted coldly, and it was directly a punch, "Bang", the round gossip was directly dispersed by his punch, and the huge momentum rushed straight to Gu Feng's chest.
Click!
A crisp voice sounded, and several ribs in Gu Feng's chest were directly cracked, and the whole person smashed straight back, and all the hard walls on the way were smashed by Gu Feng's body.
Bang bang bang!
One after another, Gu Feng's body finally slammed into the hard stone steps.
"Damn it!" Gu Feng said in a low voice, Yan Bing Taiji actually played less than half a role in the hands of this old thing, what kind of realm is this old thing, it's terrifying!
Thundered!
The entire Heavenly Soul Realm began to tremble, the breath was extremely unstable, and the forcible entry of the martial artists above the Earth Realm, even if it tore the space, would cause the Heavenly Soul Realm to collapse, and this time Emperor Batian's forcible entry had already begun to cause the space to collapse.
Spatial turbulence roared rapidly.
"Ahem!" Gu Feng coughed a few times in a row, and the devouring flame ice at the dantian spun wildly, trying to press down the spiritual power, which eased the warm current in his body, Gu Feng was sure that this Emperor Batian was stronger than Luo Xuan, who had destroyed the Hao Lan Sect at the beginning!
"Gray Fang, what is this person's strength?" Gu Feng said.
"Xiao Feng, how did you provoke such a person, this old man's strength is almost close to the Heavenly Realm!" A gray and low voice sounded in Gu Feng's mind.
"What!" Gu Feng said in shock!
"Hehe, boy, you can use all the tricks you have, I'll only give you three breaths!" Emperor Batian's playful gaze looked at Gu Feng lightly.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Gu Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes turned the color of dead ash, his spiritual power worked wildly, and he said in a deep voice: "Death is coming!" ā
Rumble!
A huge god of death that was dozens of feet tall slowly condensed in front of Gu Feng, and the long sickle hung obliquely in the hand of the god of death, and a wave of death qi was passed in bursts.
"Huh?" Emperor Batian was also stunned by this sudden appearance of death.
"I say, Death Slash!" Gu Feng didn't dare to hesitate at all, and directly snorted, slashing into the void.
Bang dang!
The tall god of death slowly raised the sickle in his hand, his face was expressionless, and he slashed directly towards Emperor Batian, sneering, and a burst of death intent immediately lingered, Ying Wujun looked at this slash sluggishly, his face had completely turned into a look of shock, if this slash was aimed at him, there was absolutely no way to live.
Emperor Batian's face was slightly startled, what a terrible death intent, his eyes were condensed, even if he was a high phantom, he couldn't tell what kind of martial spirit it was, such a powerful death intent, if this kid grew up, it would really be a big hidden danger, and he snorted coldly: "Drink!" ā
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Batian pushed forward with both hands, the fists in his hands were infinitely enlarged, and one after another fist prints directly bombarded the scythe of the god of death.
Thundered!
Emperor Batian snorted coldly again: "Break it for me!" ā
Swish!
One after another, the fist prints were like roars from the desolation, bombarding the Death Scythe, and in less than half a breath, the Death Scythe held high directly shattered, and the entire phantom fluctuated slightly, Gu Feng only felt a muffled snort, and the whole person's expression was completely depressed.
The Grim Reaper Phantom, which was originally dozens of feet high, also slowly shortened.
"Damn it!"
"Hehe, if you don't slaughter hundreds of young talents in my Heavenly Soul Sect today, maybe you won't have to die today, the old man has seen such a talent like you for so many years." Emperor Wudao said lightly.
Ying Wujun's face was also red and white after hearing this, he didn't expect the old ancestor's evaluation of Gu Feng to be so high, a touch of jealousy was born from his heart, he Ying Wujun was the most talented person.
"Old Ancestor, what nonsense are you talking about him, just kill him directly!" Ying Wujun said, the viciousness in his eyes was not concealed at all.
"Hehe, Ying Wujun, if my Gu Feng doesn't die this time, I will definitely kill you!" Gu Feng said fiercely, and at the same time, said in a low voice: "Dragon Scale Refining Body!" ā
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