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At that time, there was an endless stream of red blood and thunder, enveloping Nangong Jianhua and Yitian, making people unable to see the situation inside, and could only hear Nangong Jianhua's gradually weakened screams.

On the stage, Xu Ruohua stomped his feet angrily, and said anxiously: "Why is Feiyu so reckless, that is the Martial Emperor Heavenly Tribulation, he can kill all martial artists, he... He... It's just ......."

Lan Xin comforted: "The young master is measured, you don't have to worry so much." From Nangong Jianhua's screams, we can know that the young master's move must have a purpose, and we should believe the young master. ”

Not far away, Nangong Feiyun laughed and said, "Nangong Feiyu is too arrogant, he is simply looking for his own death." This Martial Emperor Heavenly Tribulation is extremely powerful, even the Martial Emperor does not dare to bear it easily, he is just a martial artist, but he sends it to the door by himself. ”

Nangong Huayi said with a smile: "This kid deserves to be unlucky, if he wasn't so arrogant, he wouldn't have died here." ”

Nangong Jianwei was calmer, and said in a deep voice: "Don't jump to conclusions too early, Nangong Feiyu's performance today is unexpected, so people can't see through his details at all, let's be cautious." ”

The continuous Heavenly Tribulation quickly receded in the anxious waiting of everyone, and when the red blood thunder disappeared, the sky returned to calm, and the figures of Nangong Jianhua and Yitian were also revealed in the field.

At this moment, Nangong Feiyu is not dead, but he is already dying.

Yitian was standing by his side, unscathed, which made everyone feel incredible.

"No way, it must be an illusion. His kid is not human at all, and he can survive the catastrophe unscathed. ”

"Run, this kid can't be killed, and if it's late, he won't die. ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, a martial artist immediately flew away, but unfortunately before he could fly out of the range of the round platform, he was bounced back by an invisible force, and a terrible scream came out of his mouth, and pieces of his body were shattered.

"If you want to go, you can just leave your surname. ”

Yitian's cold voice was piercing and terrifying, like the judgment of the god of death, shrouded in the hearts of every martial artist on the stage.

Nangong Jianhua was lying at Yitian's feet, his weak eyes were full of hatred, and he said sharply: "Nangong Feiyu, I will not forgive you in the next life." ”

Yitian said coldly: "You have no next life, from the moment you killed me, God has already doomed, you will die in my hands." ”

Nangong Jianhua said hatefully: "If it weren't for your plot just now, I would have become a martial emperor, and you would have died in my hands." ”

Yitian laughed wildly and said, "Plotting? Why don't you say that I fulfilled you? If it weren't for my reasons, these Martial Venerables would have infused their lifelong cultivation into your body, allowing you to break through the realm and enter the realm of the Martial Emperor? Obviously there are spiritual weapons in the body, but they refuse to use them, and they want to use their power to improve their cultivation, which is called self-inflicted. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zun on the stage looked at each other, and the voice of questioning immediately sounded.

"Whoever has a spiritual weapon to hide is not used, stand up for Lao Tzu. ”

There was silence all around, and there was no sound of answer.

Yitian sneered: "Don't worry, when death comes, no one can hide their secrets." ”

With a kick, Yitian directly kicked Nangong Jianhua away, hitting the invisible defense around the round platform, and his body was immediately crushed.

This scene angered Nangong Xuan, and his whole person suddenly stood up, his eyes were full of murder, and he glared at Yitian fiercely, eager to tear him apart.

However, Nangong Xuan was the Martial Emperor after all, although he was angry, he was conscious, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally sat back in his place.

Seeing this, the other Martial Emperors in the first row had different expressions.

Yang Yan looked at Yitian with a murderous face, unable to guess how he would know what happened in the past.

Long Yaozhu breathed a sigh of relief, and like Xu Ruohua on the stage, they all looked at Yitian with a shocked expression, unable to understand how he withstood the attack of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Killing Nangong Jianhua, Yitian* walked towards Nangong Feiyun, Nangong Jianwei, and Nangong Huayi, with a sharp aura in his eyes like a knife, sweeping everything.

A moment before and after, Yitian had already killed twenty-four Martial Zun, including Nangong Jianhua, who was about to be promoted to Martial Emperor.

This kind of means, such strength, is simply appalling.

Let the remaining twenty-nine martial artists all feel chills, and their previous self-confidence has long been gone.

Seeing Yitian approaching, Nangong Feiyun, Nangong Jianwei, and Nangong Huayi's faces were gloomy, their eyes flickered, and they thought about how to deal with it in their hearts.

Approaching step by step, the two sides are gradually approaching, this silent depression makes people tremble, and the shadow of death hangs in the hearts of every martial artist.

Once, they were the unbeatable middle and high-level martial artists in Mochizuki Town, who could be rampant and domineering, and they could look at no one.

But at this moment, Yitian alone killed twenty-four martial artists in an instant, and his methods were so ruthless that he was like the incarnation of death.

Facing Yitian's sharp eyes, some middle-level martial artists couldn't bear the pressure, and rose into the air in a restless mood, launching an active attack towards Yitian.

At that time, countless fires will be overwhelming, changing in frequency all the time, like waves, changing uncertainly.

Yitian turned a blind eye to this and continued to move forward, and nine martial artists attacked at the same time in mid-air, and the nine flames were like nine fire dragons, gathering outside Yitian's body, trying to burn him and tear him apart.

Walking on the round platform intertwined with fire, Yitian was calm and calm, just like a messenger from the earth* prison, arrogant and uninhibited.

Outside of Yitian's body, the frequency of the invisible light realm was amazing, and those attacks hit the light realm, just like a stone ox entering the sea, without any reaction.

The Nine Great Martial Venerables were angry and anxious, roaring at each other, turning into nine light arrows, shooting towards Yitian one after another.

With a cold smile, Yitian ignored it, his eyes locked on the three high-ranking martial artists of the Nangong family, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of sarcasm.

In an instant, nine light arrows shot into the defensive light realm outside Yitian's body one after another, causing a violent fluctuation, but unfortunately they were suppressed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Yitian, after killing Nangong Jianhua and devouring and absorbing the red blood thunder, the amount of yuan power in his body was further increased, and he had reached an astonishing realm of 450,000 wisps.

Those red blood thunderbolts were stored in the dantian by Yitian, like a thunder and lightning blood wolf, surrounding the Qilin Holy Fruit, exuding a terrifying aura.

This is the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, which is harnessed by the Vientiane Wuji of Yitian cultivation, stored in the Dantian Qi Sea, and can be used to attack the enemy.

Yitian is good at disguising, and if it is not necessary, he never reveals his cultivation too much, so people can't see through his strength.

Just now, the Nine Great Martial Venerables struck a desperate blow and turned into nine light arrows, and when they touched the light realm outside Yitian's body, they were instantly torn apart, and the nine strands of Yuan Force were directly integrated into the light realm, making the number of Yuan forces in Yitian's body further increase, surging from 450,000 to 500,000 in one fell swoop.