The palm of a hand several feet big fell, like an ancient sacred mountain, descending with a heavy pressure. Feng Wu was directly pressed to the ground, and the newly healed bones broke again, and he continued to wail in pain.

"Smack!"

Rumble!

"Clone Guardian?"

The man wore an amethyst crown on his head, a purple and yellow robe, and his feet were more than eight feet tall, and his face was shrouded in a purple light, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Master, he killed the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the junior brother, your old man wants to avenge them!"

When the purple-robed man opened his eyes, the already dark sky became even less bright, and the few stars in the sky that were not bright seemed to have fallen, hiding their light.

In the distance, Nie Wushuang, who had been fighting in direct combat, was also shocked by the aura of the purple-robed man, he knew very well that this was an absolutely powerful cultivator, and without hesitation, he swept quickly.

"Killing my disciple is like walking like this?"

In a word, Yun Fei and Nie Wushuang were shocked and vomited blood, and a mountain peak was directly smashed into the ground by the two.

"No, I can't. Nie Wushuang shook his head resolutely, it was impossible for him to let Yun Fei escape by himself in the face of a strong enemy, he couldn't do this, "Yun family, the God of War Palace can do without me, but it can't do without you." ”

"Although the seniors can rest assured, although this doppelganger of the Proud War God Emperor is very strong, I am also sure to deal with it. Whether it is the Yun family or the God of War Palace, they need to be guarded by their seniors, if the seniors don't leave, the juniors will hide here with you. ”

"Discussed?"

"Isn't it just a doppelganger, what kind of garlic is pretended. Instead of running away, the master will kill you, a guy who doesn't dare to show his true face. ”

Looking at the golden armor on Yun Fei's body, the pupils of the Proud War God Emperor shrank slightly, and immediately became even colder, but his face was shrouded in purple light, and no one could see the change in the expression on his face.

Looking at the armor on Yun Fei's body, the eyes of the Proud Battle God Emperor changed, this armor, he had been looking for it for many years, but it had never been missing. But I don't want to see it in today's situation.

Thinking about this, there was no movement from the Proud War God Emperor, and the bodies of Yun Fei and Nie Wushuang seemed to be pressed against an ancient divine mountain, and both knees sank to the ground.

But today, the Proud War God Emperor only imprisoned the freedom of Yun Fei and Nie Wushuang, and he felt that the killing intent on the Proud War God Emperor was rapidly weakening.

However, the killing intent on the Proud Battle God Emperor was indeed weakening, and that was a tangible feeling and experience.

Feng Wu was worried, he was afraid, once the matter was revealed, he would not be able to survive, after all, he had insulted the Proud War God Emperor, and Du Tianlong's death also had his reasons.

Three of the four major disciples he valued died, and only Feng Wu survived, no matter how many of the latter were or not, no matter how much anger he had in his heart, the Proud War God Emperor would not kill the last disciple in front of outsiders.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the Proud War God Emperor, a vigorous sword intent suddenly burst out, and with the blessing of the golden wisp of battle clothes, the cultivation was promoted to the four heavens of the God Emperor Realm, and at this time, the sword intent of a grass was exerted, and the power was incomparable.

The Proud Battle God Emperor was slightly startled, a little surprised, that sword intent made him feel a sense of palpitation, this feeling had not appeared for many years, looking at the red pillar of light that reflected half the sky in mid-air, he didn't make a move immediately.

The long sword roared, and the red pillar of light turned into a three-foot-long red long sword, and the head of the pocket fell.

He made a move, and his white palm did not change in the slightest, just so directly, rushing forward with sword intent like a torrent.

However, that powerful palm was cut out of a wound by the sword intent, and the bones were visible, and the Proud War God Emperor was also shocked back by half a step.

The opportunity must not be lost and never come again, Yun Fei and Nie Wushuang used their last strength to rise into the air and rush towards the distance.

"Although the sword intent is strong, it has no power. This kind of artifact is not something that an ant like you can have? ”

In the panic, he tried his best to sacrifice the Great Mudra, and at the same time, the Red Soul Sword rushed out and slashed towards the broad palm.

The Red Soul Sword screamed and retracted into Yun Fei's body, and the latter's body was slapped to pieces under that palm, and the whole person flew hundreds of millions of miles away.

Although he was seriously injured, he was not dead and was still conscious. The crisis has not yet been resolved.

Although the two were hundreds of millions of miles apart, the voice of the Proud War God Emperor could clearly reach his ears, as if he was speaking in his ear. At the same time, the white, human-sized palm reappeared above him, and the five fingers were bent into claws, grabbing at his flesh......