Chapter 649: The power of Emperor Qin, fierce battle against the two supreme martial emperors

Chapter 649 The Might of the Qin Emperor, Jī Battles the Two Supreme Martial Emperors

Guess who that gray-clothed Martial Emperor is?

The sudden eruption of several breaths, like volcanic ash, gave people a sense of vastness and magnificence, and suddenly swelled and leaped to the extreme. 【Full text reading】This chapter is updated for you by netizens]9vk. Starting

It shines like the light in the black sè.

On a cold night, countless people suddenly felt endless terrifying pressure, which was even colder than the climate.

People from all over the world gathered in this area, waiting for the process and results of this battle. Those who can come, naturally there are no weak people, and countless people almost discovered at the same time that the amazing aura that erupted at the location of the base camp of the Northern Tang Army.

Counting, there are seven or eight breaths, seven of which are like a martial emperor, and one of them is even more surging, and it is the breath of the supreme martial emperor.

"Could it be that the Shangyang army was defeated, and Fu Xiwen used Emperor Wu to attack and kill Wang Ce, preparing to turn the tables?"

"It doesn't make sense, Shangyang doesn't have a Supreme Martial Emperor. Unless ......"

Countless people from all over the world, more or less, familiar or unfamiliar, got together. At this time, countless people looked at the place where the seven or eight breaths erupted in horror.

"Could it be...... The Dongzhou Emperor is here in person?"

"No way. "Emperor Shangyang is not brain-dead, the greatest advantage of the human emperor is the combination of force and the three treasures of the emperor.

Somewhere, the eyes of a Martial Emperor dressed in black sè lit up: "It's the breath of Wang Ce, the breath of the half-emperor soul, and the supreme Martial Emperor Jiāo hand." ”

"Seven or eight breaths, it is with the supreme martial emperor jiāo hand. All of them are immortal martial emperors, and they are all half-emperor souls and others. This is a great opportunity. ”

The man in black took a black sè face scarf, gave his face to méng, stomped his feet into the air, and turned into a streamer and flew straight to the place where Wang Ce was.

There was not only one black-clothed méng-faced person, but in this area of fifty miles, in the blink of an eye, several rays of light erupted, as if it was Emperor Wu, and they all rushed to the place where the battle broke out.

Fu Xiwen didn't dare to use Emperor Wu to attack and kill Wang Ce, he was right.

In the case of the Four Great Human Emperors launching a unified war, Wang Ce, as a banner against the Human Emperor, many people did not want him to die.

Fifty miles, for this méng face martial emperor, it is not a problem at all. In just a short time, he took a violent breath and fell from the sky like a meteor with a violent breath...... Wang Ce!

"Be careful!" the Half-Emperor Soul and the other six Martial Emperors shouted while besieging the Gray-clothed Martial Emperor.

"What's it!" Wang Ce's cultivation was a little closer, and the sensing range was a little smaller, and then he was shocked to find: "Another one?"

The black-clothed Martial Emperor was almost like a meteorite falling in the Nine Heavens, swaying countless star points in mid-air, like a group of meteorites falling from the sky, and roared towards Wang Ce.

The black-clothed Martial Emperor laughed coldly, drew his sword in an instant, raised his hand and made a sword, and the pillar of light almost shattered the earth. 《》.《//

"Haoran righteousness runs through the sky! ”

Guanghua jiāo weaving, Wang Ce's roar, all of a sudden through the heavens and the earth, the heart expanded and contracted, as if enveloping the vast aura between heaven and earth, in the blink of an eye condensed into an unbreakable light curtain.

The astonishing explosion devoured the place where Wang Ce was standing, blasting out an incomparably deep crater. However, Wang Ce snorted, and the light curtain still adhered to: "The war spirit is out!"

Zhao Yun and Lu Bu floated out, and instantly flicked into the sky, Zhao Yun shouted sharply, and waved his spear: "Intercept the river and save the fight!" The tip of the gun shook, and the thunderbolt twisted the sky, and actually tore the sky.

"There is a red rabbit among horses, and only Lu Bu among people!"

Lu Bu strode across the air, like a war horse under his crotch, raised his feet and rushed forward, striking sideways in the air, as fast as thunder, devouring the heavens and the earth, and the end was unstoppable.

This black-clothed Martial Emperor was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and he struck hard, but he couldn't even hurt Wang Ce. Is it really so terrible?

Zhao Yun and Lu Bu's respective blows, the aura of the black-clothed Martial Emperor exploded, and in an instant, a terrifying halo of Gang Qi burst into the sky, bursting with amazing energy, but it couldn't withstand the joint explosion of the two peak Martial Emperors for a while!

With a muffled snort, he fell down on the spot, and the black-clothed Martial Emperor shouted to the gray-clothed Martial Emperor: "Brother Tai, join forces to get rid of Wang Ce!"

There were only six supreme martial emperors in the world, and I provoked two of them this time? Wang Ce was furious, laughed angrily, and released Zhao Yun and Lu Bu, temporarily missing two war spirits from his body.

With a thought, he hurriedly released Qin Shi Huang and Jing Ke, and withdrew the spirit patterns, one was the primeval lower rank, and the other was the primeval middle rank.

"Hún egg, your uncle and I, can you kill if you want to?" Wang Ce swallowed mountains and rivers angrily, and in one step, the Emperor Water Sword spilled out the sword qi in the sky, like rain.

Taking a step closer to this black-clothed Martial Emperor with extremely obvious killing intent, Wang Ce raised his head and sneered: "It turned out to be a hún egg who can't see the light!"

The Way of the Emperor! Wang Ce was annoyed, but he found out that he was in a hurry and chose Qin Shi Huang.

It's a battle now, but it's too late to replace. Wang Ce held his heart, gritted his teeth, the way of the emperor, then try the emperor's combat effectiveness.

Wang Ce breathed as if all the cold air had been ignited, and he raised his hand to strike:

"Burn books and pit Confucians!"

The flame-like aura burned brightly, and the iron fist erupted in the blink of an eye! Like a heavenly fire that had burst down from the Nine Heavens, this dark night was completely ignited!

What kind of battle spirit technique? This black-clothed Martial Emperor felt an unprecedented terrifying pressure for a moment, Wang Ce felt as if he had incarnated into a self-respecting human emperor, and he actually felt extremely uncomfortable, and there was an illusion that he was almost about to be conquered.

Rao is invincible in his cultivation, and he couldn't help but be shocked to find that he was completely hit by this "book-burning pit Confucianism", and there was no way to dodge.

With a snap, the whole earth bounced several times, and Shengsheng was punched out of a huge pit, burning with endless flames.

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The way of the emperor does not seem to be weak.

Wang Ce personally experienced the taste, shocked, and after a rough communication with Qin Shi Huang, he faintly felt that Qin Shi Huang seemed to have nine great war spirit skills, and couldn't help but be shocked. Suddenly, he laughed coldly: "I see!"

The black-clothed Martial Emperor was angry, and flew out of the sea of fire in embarrassment, glaring angrily: "Wang Ce, today you are in a catastrophe!"

The black-clothed Martial Emperor roared violently, and the horizontal sword broke through the air: "Eight directions come to the sword!" A sword stabbed out, and countless sword qi burst out, attacking Wang Ce from all directions.

Wang Ce jī Xiao Jiutian: "Then come to fight!"

"You have eight directions to come to the sword, and I have to sweep the eight directions**!

Qin Shi Huang merged again, Wang Ce raised his hand, and the Emperor Water Sword hummed out hundreds of millions of sword qi, like eight water làng, and it really swept the eight directions **!

However, it is an indisputable fact that cultivation is poor. Wang Ce snorted, and was hit by countless sword qi, and fell ten miles away involuntarily.

The boom directly smashed through a mountain, knocked out a hole, and saw the mountain collapse with a bang. Wang Ce snorted, burning with unprecedented fighting spirit and self-confidence: "What a bullshit supreme martial emperor, I haven't even lost a single máo!"

The black-clothed Martial Emperor had the heart to die headlong. After fighting like this, he still didn't hurt Wang Ce?

Wang Ce sneered, stomped his feet, and slammed the sonic boom was amazing, and in an instant, he came to the black-clothed Martial Emperor, and there was a burst of melee combat with the Emperor's Water Sword!

For a while, I saw the sword light of blue sè and red sè, whistling from time to time, slashing the earth and mountains to shreds at every turn.

Zhao Yun and Lu Bu took off to join the battle, and the black-clothed Martial Emperor quickly felt struggling. One Wang Ce is like a kraft candy, and with the two peak battle spirits, it is even more terrifying.

The black-clothed Martial Emperor flashed with cold light, swallowed in one breath, and roared wildly: "The battle spirit is combined! Disillusionment of Heaven and Earth!"

All the scenes in front of Wang Ce's eyes suddenly changed, as if he was in the universe. There is a jī spirit in my heart: War Spirit Illusion! No, it is an ancient upper-level war spirit. He had a flash of inspiration and poured a cool breath.

It's too late. Wang Ce snorted, and his heart was hit by an incomparably powerful force, and he was shocked. All of a sudden, he was sent thousands of meters flying and fell down in embarrassment.

Only then did they notice that Zhao Yun and Lu Bu were also each hit by the Battle Spirit Illusion and were injured by one move, but fortunately, the injuries were not serious, and the two of them retreated back with lightning and stood beside him.

Without Wang Ce's heart restraint, the half-emperor soul saw that Wang Ce's side was urgent, and róu came over. Emperor Xiaowu and the other five people could no longer trap this gray-clothed Martial Emperor.

The gray-clothed Martial Emperor burst into a shout, shook for dozens of miles, and got out all of a sudden. and the black-clothed Emperor Wu rushed straight to Wang Ce from two directions, one south and one north.

"Not good!"

The killing intent of the half-emperor soul was boiling, and countless martial emperors in the open and in the dark were all shocked.

No one could save them.

Wang Ce stood alone on the top of half of the mountain range, surrounded by Zhao Yun and Lu Bu, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Liuxiao, you sneaky rat who can't see the light." ”

"Liuxiao, if you kill me today, I won't die, and my king will kill you one day!"

The roar of jī fierce, above the swaying, the murderous aura stretched for dozens of miles.

The black-clothed Martial Emperor was shocked, his anger attacked, and in an instant, he ignited the most decisive killing intent, and said coldly: "Wang Ce, do you think you still have a chance!"

No chance? Wang Ce squinted his eyes and was about to decompose his heart, but he saw an unbelievable thing!

The gray-clothed Martial Emperor barely paused, and in the blink of an eye, lightning flashed in front of Wang Ce's eyes, and his deep voice was full of unique strength: "The earth is boundless!"

The terrifying iron fist, brewing infinite power, instantly hit the stunned black-clothed Martial Emperor, or, the rogue owl!

"Will power!" Countless Martial Emperors burst into horror.

The terrifying punch in the body of the Liuxiao unexpectedly found that no matter how he soared and how he regressed, the earth seemed to have no end, and he was always bombarded by this gray-clothed Martial Emperor.

"With my will, break it for me!" The will power of the Liuxiao instantly broke the will of the gray-clothed Martial Emperor.

However, the gray-clothed Martial Emperor said coldly, attacking the Nine Heavens: "Heaven has no way!"

He incarnated as the top of the firmament, and his palm fell from the sky to the earth, accompanied by the power of will, just like the sky moved the power of collapse on the body of the rogue.

Poof! A crisp click broke out on the rogue owl's body, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out through the face towel: "Your Excellency is sacred!"

The gray-clothed Martial Emperor said lightly: "If you want to kill Wang Ce, pass me first." ”

The rogue owl's eyes were hideous, and he roared wildly: "The battle spirit is combined! "One turn and one escape, turn into eight figures, and escape a hundred miles in a blink of an eye. It's the primeval upper-rank war spirit again.

The gray-clothed Martial Emperor slowly raised his hand, stretched out his five fingers and swayed: "The stars are gone!"

For a moment, the stars in the sky dimmed for a moment, and countless star-like brilliance burst out between the five fingers, hitting eight figures in a row. Seven of them were destroyed on the spot, and only the southbound outcasts snorted and spurted blood, desperately fleeing without a trace!

Seven disillusioned figures, seven bombarded locations, and suddenly saw a faint mushroom cloud rising into the sky.

The five young martial emperors of the half-emperor soul are about to turn into the sun!

Wang Ce was stunned.

The gray-clothed Martial Emperor's gaze turned over, and there was no trace of malice, but it was all kind. He bowed slightly, turned around and swooped away.

Wang Ce wiped his head: "Is it him?" or him?"