Shout!

A thick sword qi swept over like a black peak.

"Damn the world, it's really time to make trouble!"

Gu Xiaofan made a move and blocked this sword qi that was as thick as a mountain.

But then one after another Heavenly Sword Qi flew up, blocking the way forward.

The sword roared and tore the heavens and the earth, and when the ripples were scattered, they destroyed and destroyed all things.

It is an old killer in the world, who has already touched the threshold of the slashing path, and is stronger than the average slashing master.

Gu Xiaofan, Pang Bo and Dongfang Ye shot at the same time, smashing all the sword qi.

But as soon as there was such a delay, the primeval creatures behind them caught up.

Everyone was surrounded, and it was another bloody battle, seeing that Li Heishui was about to follow in Liu Kou's footsteps.

At this moment, a shout of killing suddenly sounded in the distance, shaking the heavens and the earth!

"Besiege our descendants, bully the thirteen great cowards, is there no one!"

"Kill my grandson, blood debt and blood repayment!"

"Kill!"

The fifth Kou Wu Dao, the sixth Kou Liufeng, the seventh Kou Tutian, the eighth Kou Li Heng, and the ninth Kou Jiang Yi led the crowd to kill.

The numerical superiority of the primeval beings was wiped out in an instant, and the image of defeat was suddenly revealed.

Just like a rabble, one is more than the other when the wind is downwind, and once it is against the wind, it immediately disperses.

The so-called primeval royal clan and primeval fierce clan were all like this, and they were defeated by the soldiers and horses of the thirteen great emperors.

Of the three Dao Killers, one was beaten by Gu Xiaofan with his bare hands, the other was sucked into jerky by Tu Tian with the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, and the last one was blasted into meat sauce by Pang Bo and Dongfang Ye.

And the so-called elites of the primeval races, in a battle at the same level, even Li Heishui was far inferior, and several people were killed.

"Grandpa, how did you find here?"

Narrowly escaping death, Li Heishui gasped for breath.

"The old blind man has calculated that a few of you are in trouble, so let's bring someone to support you," the eighth Kou Li Heng replied.

"The old man is out of customs?" Li Heishui asked again.

"Well, he still has something to deal with, so he didn't come along."

Seeing that his grandson was safe and sound, Li Heng's heart hanging in his throat could finally be put back.

But the sixth eldest Kou Liufeng's white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and there was endless sadness in the depths of his eyes.

"Grandpa Liu, Liu Kou, he ......" Wu Zhongtian wanted to speak and stopped, but he really didn't know how to speak.

"I already know, can you tell me...... How did Cole die? ”

Liu Kou is Liu Feng's eldest grandson, and he grew up with him since he was a child, and that feeling is self-evident.

"Liu Kota...... He was very brave, his opponents were fierce, and he was outnumbered, and Liu Kou never flinched until he died in battle......"

Wu Zhongtian really didn't want to recall the picture of Liu Kou's tragic death, it was too heartbroken.

"Where are his bones?" Liu Feng resisted the urge to cry.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Liu," Wu Zhongtian moved his throat and said with difficulty:

"It was a very chaotic scene, we were all seriously injured, we were teleported, and we couldn't bring it back to Liukou......"

When Liu Feng heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and the muddy old tears rolled down, and his body trembled, revealing endless sadness.

Although Wu Zhongtian did not say how Liu Kou died tragically, Liu Feng could also guess a thing or two.

Liu Kou and Wu Zhongtian grew up together since childhood, not brothers, but like brothers.

If Liukou's bones were still there, they would have brought them back even if they had to fight for their lives.

Liu Feng was lonely, unable to say a word for a long time, his body was trembling slightly, looking up at the sky, and Ren Lao burst into tears.

Li Heng and the others sighed, and could only say a word of sorrow.

At the same time, the emperor had learned that the generals he had sent out had suffered heavy casualties.

"The Thirteen Great Masters of the Northern Regions, you are so bold that you dare to provoke my father's heavenly might......"

The emperor crushed a jade bowl, and even if he ordered troops, he went to intercept and kill the thirteen great masters.

"Son of God, do not be impulsive," an old servant stopped him.

"Why not? Do we still need to be afraid of that half jar? "The emperor is displeased.

"Naturally not," the old servant shook his head: "The son of God may not know something, the first person in the thirteen great cowards, known as the old immortal, is very likely to have been sanctified in the world. ”

"So what? The ancestors of all races have awakened imminently, do we still need to worry about a single human saint? ”

The prince of the emperor claimed to be the son of the gods, and he was tired of this feeling of being bound.

"As far as the old slave knows, more than 10,000 years ago, heaven and earth had changed greatly, and the suppression of cultivation was extremely powerful, and many amazing characters could not cross the threshold of the Immortal Three Slashing Dao......"

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush," the emperor was a little impatient.

"Yes, son of God," the old slave said respectfully, "the one who can be sanctified in this kind of heaven and earth is definitely the most amazing person, and in the primeval period, he can go to the emperor to compete for power......"

"You are increasing the prestige of others and destroying your own morale," the emperor disagreed.

"The old slave is only worried about the safety of the Son of God, and has no other intentions," the old slave was sincerely afraid.

He knelt on the ground and continued, "The Son of God wants to teach them that they can kill with a sword without having to do it themselves. ”

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone?" The emperor's face was puzzled.

Except for the descendants of the eight gods left by the Immortal Emperor, the other Taikoo clans would not necessarily buy his account.

"The old slave has already figured out that there are two killer dynasties of the human race, one is called the human world, and the other is called hell, we can ......"

The emperor nodded as he listened: "Just according to what you said, as long as you can kill that group of clowns who jump off the beam, whoever kills them will be the same." ”

"Yes, the old slave will do it."

"Wait a minute," the emperor thought for a moment, lowered his voice and said, "That dead monkey is too noisy, get rid of it together!" ”

Hearing this, the old slave's body trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "The Fighting Saint King is still alive, and no one on our side can match the ancestral king......

"Just do things smartly, and don't let that old monkey know?" The emperor glared at the old slave.

The old slave didn't dare to disobey this time, so he bowed and retreated and left here.

After he walked out of the room, he faintly heard the voice of the emperor: "Dead monkey, against me, there is only one way to die......"

A month later, the news of the old blind man's assassination reached Gu Xiaofan's ears.

"This group of damn Taigu clans, they obviously can't do it, but they actually come to the yin."

Although the old blind man was assassinated by someone from the Killer God Dynasty, a discerning person knew at a glance that it was a murderer bought by the Taigu clan.

"It's okay, the old man is fine, otherwise our sin would be great."

Wu Zhongtian worries that the assassination will not stop and may affect other people.

"Brother Zhongtian is right, those grandsons of the Taigu clan can do anything, we can't sit still, we have to fight back."

Gu Xiaofan didn't want others to be implicated anymore, so he went to a stronghold of the emperor's power alone.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill!