At this moment, Emperor Shakti was already in a state of rage, and he successively performed two major killing moves to kill Xia Yunmo.

He sees himself as God, and since he is God, he should be perfect. He who is perfect and without blemish is worthy to be called God.

But then God severed two fingers, and he was no longer perfect, and he was flawed.

This kind of anger has never been fought with the top ten martial artists. This is equivalent to trampling a proud emperor into the dirt.

"Then let's see if you kill me, or if I kill you!"

In the blink of an eye, Xia Yunmo's sleeves waved, and the sound of cheering kept ringing, and a white light flew out of his sleeve, and if he looked closely, it was a group of paper butterflies.

These paper butterflies are folded from snow-white fine paper, which is extremely delicate and flexible, like flowing clouds.

It is the wind department's supernatural power, the wind butterfly.

Driven by the strength of the wind, the wind butterfly was firmly around Xia Yunmo, fluttering and flying, forming an unbreakable protective cover.

Dangdangdang~

Under the traction of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, thousands of Xuanbing Swords have blasted towards the Wind Butterfly. The Xuanbing Sword slammed into the Wind Butterfly, making a loud roar.

The wings of the wind butterfly carry the strength of the wind, turning an ice sword into ice chips.

The jingle sound was incessant, and the two forces clashed at each other. In an instant, there have been thousands of encounters.

Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is a supreme skill, and the power of carrying this Sacred Heart Recipe is even more invincible.

But Xia Yunmo not only released wind butterflies, but there were also wind blades around him, these wind blades were sharper than ordinary weapons, and they wrapped him impermeable.

Rumble!

Just when the Ice Sword was depleted, and two-thirds of the Wind Butterfly fell to the ground. The thunderbolt dragon of Shakti had already roared.

The thunder rioted, the earth trembled, and the wind was set off. Everywhere the thunder dragon went, it cracked in all directions, and the earth was plowed out with a long trace.

In the flash of lightning, the figure of the emperor could be faintly seen.

He has entered a state of calm and joy. Harnessing the thunder dragon, the entire heaven and earth were clogged, and it bombarded Xia Yunmo with an unparalleled power.

With such a strong force, the protective shield formed by the wind butterfly and the wind blade collapsed in just two breaths. The next moment was about to blast towards Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo's eyes flickered, and he let out a long roar, the true qi in his body was surging, and the eight forces of Zhou Liu instantly rioted.

Toe grip, twist your waist, flip over, punch!

Heaven is endless!

The eight energies of the circumferential flow intersect and merge into sixty-four energies. Sixty-four strengths are combined with yin and yang, acting Qiankun, and becoming one hundred and twenty-eight strengths.

These eight kinds of strength overlapped and evolved endlessly, and after Xia Yunmo punched, there were already one thousand and twenty-four strengths mixed in Xia Yunmo's fist.

Such a terrifying force is a small mountain, and it will be blasted into powder.

The fist was like thunder, roaring in the air, pulling out a wave trail, and slaughtering it with the heavy bombardment of the thunder dragon of the Emperor Shakti.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering loud bang came from the place where the two of them were fighting. The earth trembled violently, and large swaths of soil flew away, as if they had been smashed by a meteor.

A terrifying wave of air also emanated from the center of the two of them, like a terrible tsunami, causing everything around them to be annihilated in the tsunami.

Even the space in front of him produced a strange vibration, as if it was about to shatter all the time.

The whole island in the middle of the lake trembled violently, like a dragon rolling on the ground, and the fishermen on the island hugged their heads one after another, panicking like the end of the world.

And some of the warriors who were closer to the two didn't even have time to escape, and they were shocked into minced meat by this wave of qi.

Between the lightning and flint, Xia Yunmo's face was pale, his throat was sweet, blood overflowed from his mouth, and his body flew out as if he had been hit by a train, and slammed into the ground again, forming a big pit.

As for the Emperor, his face turned slightly pale, but it was only a moment before the image of returning to his senses allowed him to recover.

"Hey, boy, next year today is your sacrifice day!"

Once he occupied the top, Emperor Shakti naturally refused to give up, and his figure changed like a dragon, moving like thunder, and attacked Xia Yunmo again.

"I think it's better for your sacrifice day."

Xia Yunmo's body was glowing with golden light, revealing a state of compassion for others, just like a living Buddha, purifying all sentient beings. The injuries weren't serious, and he was already healed in the nick of a breath.

Bang bang!

The two figures fought together again, and in less than a breath, there were ninety-nine eighty-one loud noises in the air, each of which was like a thunderbolt out of thin air, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The two figures separated in an instant, and the Qianyuan Sword in Xia Yunmo's hand swung out again, and the sword qi pierced through the void, floating in the vast, as if the sky was falling.

There is no trace of this sword, and the antelope is like a horn, and it is almost impossible to find a better move than this sword today.

His swordsmanship has long been no longer limited to the sword, and has been transformed into a mysterious and profound power.

However, Emperor Shakti was surrounded by thunder and cold, but he seemed to have a premonition, his robe bulged, thunder and lightning roared, and he fought hard with Xia Yunmo again.

The battle between the two, except for the two irrational divine beasts of the Absolute God and the Sword Emperor, the rest of the people are paying attention.

Because they know that unless these two people lose both, the remaining one person is enough to turn the current situation upside down.

The Ice Emperor led the two great divine beasts and wanted to enter the battle several times to help the Emperor Shakti. It only takes a small chance to give Emperor Shakti enough to severely damage Xia Yunmo.

But the nameless person on the side firmly restrained him, which was also the main reason why Xia Yunmo brought him.

Except for Nameless, no one can contain such three masters.

Although the battle between Xia Yunmo and Emperor Shakti was terrifying, the two divine beasts were not afraid of death and had extremely strong vitality, which would have a certain impact on Xia Yunmo.

But Rao is like this, and Emperor Shakti's two thousand years of skill also made Xia Yunmo retreat again and again, spitting blood from his mouth.

After a stick of incense, Xia Yunmo could only perform the supreme body technique, and barely managed to deal with it.

The Ice Emperor became more and more rampant, while the rest of the people frowned, could it really be that the Dao was one foot tall and one foot high?

Boom!

Xia Yunmo's body flew out again, slamming into the dragon's corpse, making the dragon tremble, as if it had come to life. And the golden light on Xia Yunmo's body seems to be fading.

Emperor Shakti swept in front of Xia Yunmo like lightning, and a strategizing smile appeared on his face again, and said, "Xia Yunmo, if you lose, you will die." ”

Xia Yunmo raised his head, there was still blood on his face, and his clothes were crumpled, looking very embarrassed. But he smiled and said, "No, you lost!" ”

Suddenly, the island shook, and a behemoth slammed into Shakti.