Facing Yang Xiaokai, who left quickly again, the barefoot man and the others had a look of fear on their faces.

may not die, but Yang Xiaokai's strength is really beyond everyone's expectations.

Miles apart, the slightest line of blood, not only did not the power decrease, but it was beyond the range they could defend, this kind of control was not at all the power that the king realm could have.

Even if he didn't notice it at first, his own strength was not bad, and after having comparable information, the barefoot man's face couldn't help but turn slightly pale.

It's not the royal realm, and what it means is undoubtedly very terrifying.

King Realm, Emperor Realm, don't look at it as just a level gap, in terms of strength, it can definitely be said that there is a difference between heaven and earth.

The mastery of power, the strength of true meaning, and the terrifying talent contained in the word Emperor Realm itself.

Throughout the ages, the Emperor Realm level Tianjiao itself is like a miracle, or a joke made by God, obviously the same realm, the opponent of the Emperor Realm is only the Emperor Realm, what is this not a joke?

This basically means that in the same realm, if the opponent is not in the same emperor realm, even if there are many comes, they will still deliver food.

Of course, unless the Emperor Realm does not escape, then millions of monks from the Three Realms will besiege and kill each other, just like the Demon Clan dealing with the Emperor Realm, not ten times, a hundred times, but a hundred thousand times, a million times the price to kill the other party.

"What should I do?"

In the face of the remaining numbers, the barefoot man and the others completely lost the confidence to catch up with Yang Xiaokai and kill him at this moment.

After realizing that the opponent is the Emperor Realm, even if he knows that the opponent has been severely damaged, this number of people is simply not enough for the opponent to consume.

"Notice. ”

Take a breath and one of them speaks directly.

With just one blow, Yang Xiaokai shattered not only their fighting spirit, but directly made them realize that just this number of people did not exist to kill an Emperor Realm, especially an Emperor Realm who did not intend to fight to the death, but fled.

"Hmm. ”

Everyone nodded directly, and after realizing that the other party was the Emperor Realm, it would undoubtedly be stupid for a few people to catch up with them.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Yang Xiaokai was chosen to be the target of this opening battle, and after realizing that the other party was an Emperor Realm level cultivator, his corresponding method naturally could not be the same as usual.

When the thought fell, one of them directly stretched out his hand and shook it, but when he saw a flame, he rushed up angrily, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached a thousand feet in the sky.

With a grip on the five-finger void, the flames exploded instantly, and the bright flames directly formed a huge and incomparable pattern, which should be above the void for a long time.

Well?

Oh?

Hey?

Soar into flames, naturally eye-catching.

In an instant, throughout the battlefield, countless monks raised their heads one after another, and when they saw the pattern formed by the flames, the area where Yang Xiaokai was located instantly froze, and the monks approaching the eighth layer stopped the movements in their hands, especially the outer monks, as long as they were not fighting, their eyes were wide open at this moment and they looked at the flame pattern in the sky.

The goal of the opening battle of the devastated Emperor Realm?

"Haha, interesting, really interesting. It's actually the ??? of the Emperor Realm."

"Interesting. I've heard more than once about this gifted person, how terrifying, and this time it's just right. ”

"Whisk, whisk.... It's a perfect goal for me to make a name for myself. ”

"I see, in that direction?"

"Hey, what about the Emperor Realm? Since he was chosen to be the target, he should honestly be killed and sacrificed to the flag, this is a million-year-old tradition in the outer realms. ”

"Let's go. ”

"Where to go?"

"Kill the Emperor Realm. ”

"Go together, go together. ”

"Ah, what about the Emperor Realm, the prey that I didn't expect at all, let me see, how much can you do?"

After a brief silence, the entire area boiled over in an instant.

Because of tradition, but also because this is an excellent opportunity, the strength of the heavily damaged Emperor Realm will inevitably be greatly damaged, if it can be cut down, the effect brought is not even weaker than the effect brought by becoming the first 10,000.

And obviously, compared to the previous 10,000, there is no doubt that the possibility of killing the severely damaged Emperor Realm is greater.

Why?

Because of this Emperor Realm, he was chosen to become the target of the opening battle, but at this point, no matter how strong his strength is, the foreign monks will rush forward and continue to chase him frantically, with this premise, even the Emperor Realm in its heyday can only be killed by life, not to mention the heavy damage?

After all, the number of peripheral cultivators in the area where they were now located was close to tens of millions, which was already more than the number of demons besieging the Emperor Realm.

Without any hesitation, countless people rushed directly to the place where Yang Xiaokai might be as expressed in the flame pattern.

Well?

Yang Xiaokai, who walked for a few minutes and was sure that there was no one chasing behind him, was about to change a direction and completely shake people off, his face suddenly changed.

Inexplicably, an unprecedented chill rose in his body, as if he was being targeted by someone.

This feeling??

It's the art of tracking!

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but turn his head, looking at the flames that had erupted in the sky not long ago, and instantly clenched his fists.

I see, is the role of that pattern conveying its own message?

didn't have time to think about how to deal with it, but he saw that not far to his right, a figure came quickly, and the moment he saw him, he smiled fiercely.

"Found you!"

With a long roar, he jumped a thousand meters.

Above the void, but seeing that his hands were empty, a ten-meter sledgehammer appeared.

"Kill!"

With a shout of killing, the sledgehammer went down with all his strength, and with a force of more than ten degrees, it slammed into Yang Xiaokai.

As soon as his expression froze, Yang Xiaokai was about to retreat, but when his footsteps were raised, he found that the ground under his feet was like a quagmire, not to mention that he had no strength, and the diameter sank by a few minutes, locking his feet to the ground.

"The sand, the sand that sinks to the bottom. ”

But when he heard a sneer, hundreds of meters away, he saw a head exposed, and the rest of his body was all melted into the ground.

Zheng!

At the same time as the sledgehammer fell, he heard the sound of the knife, but he saw a ghostly light, which cut through the void until Yang Xiaokai opened his feet and hamstrings.

Call!

Before the sword light arrived, the cold air came first, with Yang Xiaokai as the center, the temperature around him plummeted, and it dropped by 100 degrees from a dozen degrees, and the diameter of Yang Xiaokai was frozen in it.

In the distance, about ten kilometers away, I saw a figure standing on the top of the mountain, raising a curved bow above his left hand, and then holding it in the void with his right hand, and the starlight gathered in an instant.

Only a loud sound was heard, as bright as a star arrow, flying across the battlefield in an instant, pointing directly at Yang Xiaokai's heart.

In the blink of an eye, breathing, the five sides forced to attack, and they had already resisted the immediate attack.

Rao is as powerful as Yang Xiaokai, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel the crisis of life and death, and fell into the most ferocious siege when he stepped into this domain.