Chapter Ninety-Seven: Battle Emperor-level Monk

The last rays of the setting sun disappeared into the sky, and the moonlight quietly reflected the entire Martial Emperor City. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the city of Emperor Wu, the beacon smoke was everywhere, and when you looked up, the monks of the Fengxu clan were all ghosts, tigers and wolves.

Under the cover of night, the dragon and the tiger were subdued in northern Jiangsu, and a long sword in his hand rushed to kill, and every time the long sword was swung, it brought out a pool of blood, which looked strange and abnormal under the reflection of the moonlight.

"That kid, it's really too deceitful, and you have the ability to fight with the old man!" A gray-clothed peak lord of the Fengxu clan, one of the seven hundred and twenty main peaks, was so angry that his eyes were cracking, and he yelled at Subei.

Su Bei didn't care at all, while continuing to rush and kill in the black guards, harvesting the lives of the black guards like mowing grass, and generally sneered: "Old horseman, it's not easy to die, wait until I kill more sons and grandchildren of your Fengxu clan, and then come to take the life of your old horseman." ”

Using the divine power of the Heavenly Eye to observe the gray-clothed peak lord who had just spoken, Su Bei found that the person's cultivation was at least above the middle of the emperor level, and with his current cultivation in the middle of the king level, even if the hole cards were exhausted, he was not sure that he would be able to win and cultivate so many monks who were higher than him.

Unless he uses the Phantom God Armor to raise his cultivation to the emperor level, then he has the confidence that he is not afraid of any emperor-level monk, but the power of the Phantom God Armor can only last for one stick of incense per day, and it must be left at the most critical moment, and he does not want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Haha, old horseman, your opponent is me, let's save my life under my broken fairy spear first!"

Broken Immortal Spirit laughed loudly, full of pride, he was ready to die in the city, but at this moment, he saw a glimmer of hope for victory, and he was naturally in a good mood.

A shot was stabbed, collapsing the hundred-zhang void in front of him, and beating the gray-clothed peak master who had just spoken out to kill northern Jiangsu to vomit blood, and had to retreat.

The gray-clothed peak lord and elder of the Fengxu clan who besieged the Broken Immortal Spirit had as many as twenty people at the moment, but he was still at ease, and he did not show defeat at all, this momentum and cultivation, and even the strength of the supernatural powers, had to be admired, and he really deserved the title of Tianjiao.

In less than half an hour, Subei killed nearly 500 black-armored guards, and the camp of the black-armored guards was thrown into chaos, almost withstanding the attack of the entire black-armored guard army with the strength of one person.

"No, it's still too slow, so that you scum know about your Grandpa Su's methods!"

Subei's figure flickered, and Subei came out of the sky!

The head of Emperor Wu City was instantly covered with figures in northern Jiangsu, making both the Fengxu clan and the monks of Emperor Wu City speechless in shock.

Su Bei unleashed seventy-two changes, turning into an incarnation outside the sky, all holding the long swords transformed by the sword intent of time and space, and fighting with the Black Guard Legion.

Dozens of moments have passed, and every Subei has solved the opponent in front of him, and so far, thousands of black-armored guards of the Fengxu Clan, who are as dense as locusts, have almost all died in the hands of Subei!

The head of Emperor Wu City, at this shocking moment of the great war, had a very strange moment of silence.

The atmosphere was quiet and weird to the extreme, and neither the Martial Emperor City nor the gray-clothed monks of the Fengxu Clan could believe what was happening in front of their eyes.

An ignorant ordinary grey goose flew through the air and quacked twice, breaking the brief silence of the battlefield.

"Haha, Brother Subei, well done! Your supernatural power is powerful, and you can be called the god of war in the group battle!"

The grinning Chi Yufu laughed loudly while giving Su Bei a thumbs up.

On the side of Emperor Wu City, the atmosphere was naturally extremely relaxed, and everyone's fighting spirit was high and their momentum was invigorated.

On the Fengxu Clan's side, it was a different bleak scene, and the expressions on the faces of dozens of Fengxu Clan's gray-clothed monks were very exciting, and they tried to maintain their majesty, but they couldn't stop the sense of depression in their hearts.

"Hmph! It's just a group of low-level black-armored guards, I have a lot of sons and daughters of the Fengxu clan, and there are as many king-level black-armored guards as there are! Now that we are still waiting for the peak lord and elders, and we haven't lost much, your Martial Emperor City will still be unable to escape the fate of being destroyed, from today onwards, Martial Emperor City will be removed from the Fallen God Realm forever, cut off the immortal spirit, take your life!"

One of the gray-clothed peak masters who besieged the Broken Immortal Spirit, that is, the leader of the siege of Martial Emperor City this time, shouted loudly, trying to drive away the dejected atmosphere of his own side and arouse the fighting spirit of the rest of the gray-clothed monks.

These gray-clothed monks, whose strength was equivalent to that of an emperor-level monk, was naturally very comparable, and under the angry shouts of the leader, they immediately regained their spirits and killed the monks of Emperor Wu City.

"Hehe, boy, these useless black armor guards, you can kill them all, it's clean, now enjoy the old man's anger!"

The one who threatened Northern Jiangsu was the gray-clothed peak master at the beginning, who was in the middle of the emperor-level cultivation and had a high combat power, far from being comparable to ordinary emperor-level monks.

He finally found an opportunity to jump out of the battle group, holding a huge measuring ruler half a zhang long, and attacking and killing northern Jiangsu in a posture of a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

"Hey, old horseman, I'm waiting for you!"

Su Bei also laughed mockingly, and took the initiative to greet the gray-clothed peak master.

In the process of rushing towards the Gray-clothed Peak Lord, he raised his state to the best state, the divine sea in his body was surging, and the two Heavenly Rank Exercises were running rapidly, providing him with powerful power.

"Boom!"

The long sword in Su Bei's hand picked up the opponent's measuring ruler, and his left hand clenched his fist and slammed forward, striking a hard blow with the opponent's fist.

Under the blow, the two of them retreated, and they were all shocked.

The gray-clothed peak lord was shocked that the other party's physical body was so strong, obviously his cultivation was not as good as his own, and Wang Li was far inferior to the strength and purity of his own Dili, but he actually relied on the strength of his physical body to fight a tie with himself.

Su Bei was shocked by the other party's cultivation, the cultivation in the middle of the emperor level was really strong, and Dili was blessed on the body, and it was able to block himself.

The two of them did not decide the winner or loser in one blow, so naturally they would not stop there, on the contrary, the two of them were already in an endless situation at this time.

The gray-clothed peak lord knew that Subei's physical body was powerful, and the measuring ruler shot out a boundless rainbow mang, and each rainbow mang's power was so great that it could collapse the void, and it was overwhelming towards Subei.

Su Bei naturally would not sit still, used his fist power, and bombarded upwards with a punch, hitting the attacking rainbow.

"Boom!"

Just like a wrestler beating a big drum, and like a goshawk fighting thunder, Northern Jiangsu hit the rainbow in the sky and shattered inch by inch!

"Old horseman, if it is damaged in your hands today, won't it smash my name in northern Jiangsu! If you have washed your neck when you go out this morning, I will come to take your head now!"

Su Bei let out a long roar, decisively pinched the spirit trick, urged the phantom god armor, and stood in the realm of the emperor!