Guan Yu's aura was very sluggish, and the green robe had turned into a red robe, or rather, a red rag. I don't know how many times I have been stiff with the Fist Emperor before and after, the seemingly strong and sturdy body and the beautiful hair that still have the same demeanor are actually the products of divine power condensation, and the real him may not be much better than tattered garbage.

The flames burned in his body, and the inextinguishable red flame stubbornly glowed, replacing most of Guan Yu's bodily functions, and even in the end, the blood he spit out would turn into a spark in the air, because there was no blood in his body for a long time, only the flowing red flame.

But even so, Guan Yu felt an extreme satisfaction, of course, not from the pain, but from the hearty battle, rounding the knife, waving the stick, the collision of flesh, blood and fire floating in the air, this is the romance of a man, in the distant past, in the midst of thousands of troops, he was so vertical and crossed, killing the heads of people behind him.

But after being satisfied, it was a weakness that didn't want to move with his fingers, and Guan Yu only felt that the upper and lower eyelids were about to be uncontrollably combined.

The Emperor of Fist flew high in a big circle in the air, and then in Emperor Yin's shout of "Emperor Fist is invincible and strong", it seemed to become bigger and harder, and smashed down at Guan Yu from top to bottom.

There was no lightning and thunder in this punch, there was no vision of light and shadow, it was just a simple punch, all the divine power was restrained in it, and Guan Yu could even see the hard block of divine power condensed into black in the fist.

... Can you handle it?

Guan Yu didn't think about dodging, firstly, the Emperor of Fist was too big to dodge, and secondly, his body was too heavy to dodge.

... I can't bear it.

Since you can't hide or bear it, maybe you can only face the impending death with a smile?

... No, I can't wait for death, I still have a fire in my heart, I want to keep this human world, I want to be worthy of the pavilion master's instructions, I want to let the Zhao Yun brothers come back, so that they will not face such an endgame!

Guan Yu tightened the Qinglong Yanyue Stick in his hand, and remembered a certain exercise that Wang Xi had communicated with him before.

If Guan Yu was able to stimulate the killing qi that he had accumulated through the ages, then at this time, coupled with the self-harm and desperate exercises taught by Wang Xi, his explosive power was probably even better than that of Wang Xi, but he was only facing the Emperor of Fist and Emperor Yin, who were in full state. He wasn't sure either.

But you still have to try, don't you?

The next moment, Guan Yu raised his sword and went to the sky, like climbing a ladder to the sky, an inexplicable aura spread from behind him, and he actually let out an earth-shattering shout, and the flesh and blood fell off from his body, and then was swept up by the invisible wind, condensed behind him, and the scene of thousands of troops and horses flowing into a river of blood unfolded slowly and quickly like a picture scroll, and for a while, the shouts of Emperor Yin were lowered by a few points.

At the same time, Lu Dashu suddenly appeared beside Yanping and handed over a round ball in his hand.

"You are Xuan-level, they will not be guarded, fly up, activate it, Guan Yu will have a chance to win, if he seizes the opportunity, I will also make a move." ”

Lu Dashu's words were very direct, indicating that he did not necessarily help.

Yan Ping was stunned for less than half a second, and without saying a word, she took the ball and soared into the sky, the cyan faint Xuan-level energy fluctuations seemed so thin in the vortex of divine power in the sky.

"That's okay, right?" Lu Dashu stood on the rooftop, looking at the cyan back that was gradually moving away, and asked with a little sadness, and then, there seemed to be a spatial crack behind him, and a low "Wang" came from inside.

Yanping was trying to fly, but there was still a long way to go from the battlefield of the two god emperors, and she already felt terrible pressure, the screams of the sound emperor made her ears bleed and she was delirious, Guan Yu's flames made her body burn with fire and scorch her skin, and the divine power of the fist emperor made her feel that her body was deformed, her bones were twisted and her flesh collapsed.

"Then what about the chick who doesn't want to die?" In a divine phalanx that was resisting the divine cannon, a god saw Yanping's figure and asked.

"Hehe, what if you don't die, she can't get close at all and will die, it's a pity that she has such a good body, isn't it good to live and enjoy Lao Tzu. The other god replied.

"Shut up, don't be careless, attack her, just in case something changes!" the leader of the team scolded his subordinates coldly, and then gritted his teeth and took out a trace of the divine power that was difficult to resist the cannon, enough to kill a god, and hit in the direction of Yanping.

A streamer of light crossed the sky, and instantly caught up with Yanping's figure, and it was about to drown her.

At this moment, a divine power cannon just happened, and with a loud bang, the attack was destroyed directly in the air, and then the strong divine power fluctuations spread, pushing Yanping out fiercely into the air.

This time, Yanping was much closer to the battlefield, but the price was not low, the roar of the divine power cannon not only took away the attack of the other party's gods, but also took away part of her legs, completely disappeared from the calf down, and other parts were also affected, this impact, made Yanping's already broken body worse, dizziness and darkness have been shrouded in front of her eyes.

And at this moment, a trace of warm green energy flowed out from the ball of light in her hand, quickly making up for Yanping's lost vitality, this trace of energy is very weak, but the quality is very high, Yanping even felt that her skin was itching and renewing, but then it was destroyed by the terrible sound and heat of the outside world, and it rotted again.

Lu Dashu watched Yanping's figure quickly approaching the battlefield where Guan Yu was fighting, and watched Guan Yu take a second step, the rolling and murderous blood-colored picture scroll became even larger, and there were countless souls that seemed to be about to drill out of it, and his right hand clicked a few times out of thin air, and said silently in his heart:

"In the early stage, I can only help you get to this point, I hope the opportunity can appear. ”

With his virtual point, at least ten divine power cannons in Celestial Star City suddenly fell silent, and then quickly twisted the muzzles of the cannons and opened fire at the same time.

The light from the ten cannons flew away, catching up with the inconspicuous Xuan-level figure that was tirelessly flying towards the God Emperor's battlefield in the surprised gaze of the gods, and then crashed into a piece behind her.

A loud bang sounded, Yanping was blown up and lost her sense of hearing at the first time, and then her whole body was numb, and she could no longer control herself, the momentum formed by the cannon fire made her cross the last short distance in the blink of an eye, she saw Guan Yu look back in surprise, and saw Emperor Yin ruthlessly open his mouth to her, and the ripples of sound waves formed in his mouth and then spun and shot out, she saw the Emperor of Fist unmoved from the sky, aiming at Guan Yu's head and smashing it.

Time seemed to stand still in an instant, Yanping thought to herself, maybe this is the farewell time given by God, but what is there to say, by the way, at the last moment, give God a mouthful of dog food.

"Brother, I like you!"

At the last moment when the sound wave of the Sound Emperor struck and shattered her into powder, Yanping's right hand regained its mobility under the action of the green divine power flowing from the ball of light, and she immediately pinched and exploded the ball of light with force.

In the midst of the rain of blood, a huge formation unfolded in an instant, this was a god-emperor-level silent formation.