The blood waves on the martial arts arena surged, and the blood-colored snake swallowed Wei Jiuqian in one bite, but he escaped with a mark secret technique and became ferocious, and suddenly poked out a huge head from the blood clot again, opened its huge mouth, and spewed out a thick blood light towards the dead monk in the sky.

The dead monk stretched forward with one hand, and the golden scepter was attached to the palm of his hand and spun rapidly, forming a circular shield of light emitting bursts of golden light.

The blood-colored demonic qi slammed into the light shield, and in just an instant, it broke apart, obscuring the entire sky above the martial arts arena.

"Broken!" Above the blood-colored demonic qi, there was a sudden shout from the dead monk, and then a golden light broke through the blood-colored demonic qi that covered the sky and rushed out.

The dead monk held the golden scepter, and in an instant, he flew above the head of the big snake below, and slapped down with a slam of the staff.

The cold light flickered in the eyes of the blood-colored snake, and when he saw the opportunity, he opened his huge mouth and directly bit the golden staff that had become huge at the front end.

The figure of the dead monk who pressed down suddenly stopped in mid-air, although the body stopped, but the powerful downward pressure still continued to impact down, pushing the blood clot under the neck of the big snake around, and the entire body of the blood-colored big snake was exposed.

At this moment, Wei Jiuqian suddenly flashed, turned into a black light, and cut horizontally from under the neck of the blood-colored snake.

"Shattered!" The dead monk exerted his strength again, and the right hand holding the golden scepter was covered with a layer of golden light, and the golden scepter bitten by the blood-colored snake was suddenly pressed down, directly smashing the teeth of the blood-colored snake, and the golden light cut the snake's head that had been cut in half by Wei Jiuqian again along the giant mouth of the blood-colored snake.

"Boom!" With a bang, the headless body of the blood-colored snake fell down and fell heavily on the martial arts arena. The head that had been halved in half also fell heavily. The blood clots that had dispersed around them were back again.

Wei Jiuqian flashed and disappeared again. The dead monk also retreated to avoid it, and after the blood water submerged the body of the blood-colored snake, it surged again, and in just a moment, the huge red blood clot suddenly dissipated, and there was no trace of the giant snake on the martial arts field.

The human form of the sect master of the Hehuan Sect turned into another one, and she stood on the martial arts arena with a pale face. Holding one hand to his chest, he looked up at the sky with resentment.

"Suffer death, basilis." The dead monk fell from the sky, stood on the martial arts arena, and reappeared Wei Jiuqianyi looked at the sect master of the Hehuan Sect one after another, and as the words in his mouth landed, he slowly raised the golden scepter in his hand again.

Above the sky, the figure of the old monk who held the array of eyes at this time had been obscured by the gathering of more and more heaven and earth vitality, and where he was, he could only see the constantly distorting violent vitality. There was no more of him.

Hua Changkai glanced at the new emperor who was pale with fright, and it seemed that he was facing the three great masters joining forces. Even if this Hehuan Sect Sect Master is a peerless demon, this battle has already been lost!

If Wei Jiuqian or the dead monk were injured, Hua Congkai would have to forcibly assassinate the new emperor at this time, but the two of them fought at this point, but they were almost unharmed...

The combat power of the Great Grandmaster is really terrifying, if you don't reach the realm of the Great Grandmaster, you will always be pressed by them?

There are too many factors to defeat the Yin God Ji, and it is probably impossible to replicate it...

"If you surrender, hand over half of the demon soul, and I will spare your life." Wei Jiuqian suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, the dead monk's color changed slightly, his eyes fell on his face, and he shouted coldly: "You must not stay!" Can only be killed! “

"It's not what I mean, it's what my emperor means." Wei Jiuqian opened his mouth and said.

When the dead monk heard this, the golden scepter in his hand stopped, he closed his eyes, and fell silent.

"I'm just waiting for your words, but we won't wait too old." Wei Jiuqian spoke again.

On the martial arts arena that was destroyed beyond recognition, a breeze suddenly blew, and the veil on the face of the Hehuan Sect Master, which was already covered with red spots, fluttered gently, and she suddenly curled the corners of her mouth and laughed.

Wei Jiuqian and the dead monk changed color at the same time and looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, there is more and more accumulation, more and more violent vitality, and this vitality is in the hands of the old monk, this is the person who stands on their side, so at this time they have changed their faces, and the person who looks up at the sky is not not not forgetting the old monk...

Above the palace protection array, in the dark clouds that completely covered the imperial city, a blue light suddenly appeared.

Then a cyan dragon poked its head out of the dark clouds, opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar, and rushed down towards the swirling palace protection array below.

The huge dragon body slammed into the palace protection array.

Outside the imperial city, the army that could not be seen at a glance had been assembled, Murong got off his war horse in blood, turned around and took the huge golden axe that needed dozens of strong men in the army to lift, held it with one hand, dragged it behind him, and walked towards the gate of the capital step by step.

Under the night, the golden armor on his body gradually bloomed with golden light as he approached step by step.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, and the blood streaks on it began to gradually become as if they had come to life, and began to flow on the surface of the golden armor.

The guards on the city wall saw clearly that the person below was Murong Baixue, one of the four giants of the military department, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly shouted: "General Murong! The gates are closed! If you want to enter the city, please wait until sunrise tomorrow, with the approval of the new emperor..."

Murong Baixue didn't answer, and continued to drag the giant axe forward, where his right hand held the handle of the axe, a sharp spike gradually protruded from the handle of the axe, piercing into his palm.

The spikes hollowed in, and after piercing into the flesh of his palm, the blood in his body automatically flowed through the spikes into the golden giant axe, and the giant axe gradually turned bloody.

The guards on the city wall were already stunned when they saw this, because although the four giants of the military department were all in the realm of the Nine Grades, with the blessing of this special golden armor, their strength was actually higher than that of the ordinary Nine Rank powerhouses, and among them, Murong was the most terrifying.

Because the Murong family has a secret technique that can burn their own blood, thereby increasing their combat power.

This Murong is the most accomplished and combative person among the four giants of the military department, tonight he suddenly led his strong army to the city, and has already launched the secret art of the Murong family...

Looking back at the Imperial City, where the dark clouds are obscured, the thunder is shining, and the vitality is gathering, it is obvious that something earth-shattering is happening...

"Shoot!" After gritting his teeth, the defender waved his hand and pointed at the city, and ordered.

Suddenly, the defenders on the city wall bent their bows and arrows and shot blood towards Murong Bai, who had already approached the city gate below.

The sharp feather arrows broke through the night and fell like a torrential rain, but they turned into powder when they fell halfway around Murong Yu's bloody body.

Murong Bain Blood At this time, the secret technique was launched, the blood in his body was surging wildly, his eyes were full of madness, and he was as high as ten zhang, all of which were poured from stainless steel, and he was as thick as three zhang, and he needed hundreds of brute bulls and beasts to pull at the same time to stand at the gate of the city every day.

Suddenly, his body moved, he stepped forward, lowered his waist, his right shoulder shook, and the giant axe that was dragging behind him had disappeared.

"Boom!" With a bang, a cloud of golden mangs burst out from the city gate, and when the giant axe appeared again, it had already smashed on the city gate.

As the giant axe reappeared, the city gate shook suddenly, and hundreds of soldiers on the city wall above the city gate were suddenly shocked and bled out, and died instantly.

The city gate also retreated three feet away.

Murong Yuxue took another step forward, and smashed out with another axe, and the incomparably thick city gate was like a stone on the ice being struck, and under his continuous slashing, the whole thing slid backwards...

As Murong Baixue launched with all his strength, he jumped high and slashed down with an axe, and the heavy city gate finally slid out of the city wall, and then fell heavily to the ground, making a deafening sound of falling to the ground, stirring up heavy dust.

Seeing that the city gate was broken, the second prince in the distance immediately held the tiger order high with one hand, waved the thin sword in his hand with the other, pointed forward, and shouted loudly with all his might: "All the soldiers listen to the order!" Enter the city! Punish the thief who killed his father and the king! There is no mercy for those who block it! ”

Suddenly, thousands of horses roared in unison, and thousands of troops rushed out and rushed towards the city gate.

Murong fell to the ground in blood, the giant axe that had turned blood-colored in his hand fell in front of him, the handle of the axe was held in his hand, the blood patterns on the golden armor danced wildly, the rumbling horses' hooves and shouts of killing behind him approached quickly, and the dust raised by the fall of the city gate in front of him slowly fell.

Two horses leaped out from his side, and after the dust in front of him, which had become extremely faint, suddenly there was a sharp sound of breaking wind, and countless arrows and iron bullets shot at him like flying locusts.

The dozens of cavalry that immediately rushed to the front immediately turned into hedgehogs and were beaten into a hornet's nest.

The third princess sat on a horse, a hundred zhang away in front, in front of her was the Yulin army holding thick shields and spears, and then behind were the archers and firearms of the Shenji battalion, and around her was the extremely powerful Imperial Forest Army. (To be continued......)