The cold moon shines brightly.
Under the moon.
Brothers and sisters killing each other is the most tragic thing in the world.
In order to protect himself, the eldest prince Mu Yuan killed his third emperor brother with his own hands.
The blood on his face was still warm.
In front of the south courtyard, Mu Yuan looked at the one-sided massacre in front of him, his eyes no longer showing any emotion.
The steel skin of the demon race is difficult to damage with swords. Without experience in dealing with it, it is easy to suffer big losses.
It was the first time for King Xuanwu and the masters from King Xuanwu's palace to face the demon clan. They had no experience, and they soon suffered heavy casualties.
"Mu Yuan, I will kill you!"
Seeing that Mu Yao was dead and more than half of his men were slaughtered, King Xuanwu's eyes were about to burst. He ignored the Demon King's offensive and rushed forward frantically.
Between the eyes.
In front of Mu Yuan, King Xuanwu had already arrived.
The speed of the great cultivators of the Five Realms is so fast that the distance of tens of feet is only a snap of the fingers.
only.
King Xuanwu was not the only one present at the Five Realms.
Just when King Xuanwu's palm force was about to touch the eldest prince, a black shadow covered in blood passed by and blocked the former's palm force with a thud.
The person who came was none other than the Bloody Demon King, the second of the five realms among the thirteen monsters.
The previous changes in the world had not only benefited the human warriors.
The Bloody Demon King was a demon king in the late stage of the Fourth Realm six months ago. It was precisely because of the changes in the world that he successfully entered the realm of the Emperor.
"Is this the only thing the world-famous King of Shang and Wu has?"
Close at hand, the Bloody Demon King looked at King Xuanwu in front of him and mocked, "It's really just a false name!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Bloody Demon King struck out with a palm and struck back forcefully.
There was a sudden earthquake, and the two forces collided with each other. The seriously injured King Xuanwu groaned and took a few steps back.
"King Wu, let's go!"
The defeat was decided. A half-step five-level master from Prince Xuanwu's palace rushed forward and sent King Xuanwu out of the battle with one palm, while at the same time forcibly blocking the offensive of the Bloody Demon Emperor.
Blood sprayed like mist.
Ten feet away, King Xuanwu staggered to steady his body, looking at the bodyguards in front of him who were blocking the Bloody Demon Emperor, his expression changed several times.
"King Wu, leave quickly!"
In the south courtyard, the few remaining master guards tried their best to stop all the monsters, giving King Xuanwu a chance to escape.
When King Xuanwu saw this, he knew that he could no longer hesitate. He suppressed the grief in his heart and rushed outside.
"Hurry up and chase him, we must not let him escape!"
In front of the south courtyard, Mu Yuan saw this and immediately ordered.
The two demon emperors Guifang and Xueku did not hesitate and quickly chased after them.
At night, the seriously injured King Xuanwu fled out of the eldest prince's mansion and hurriedly fled towards Prince Wu's mansion.
In the distance, in the darkness, Tian Zhique looked at King Xuanwu who had escaped from the eldest prince's palace, and said with a strange expression, "He actually escaped."
"It's not surprising. King Xuanwu is a great practitioner of the Five Realms after all. If he wants to escape, it's not easy to stop him."
On the side, Li Ziye said calmly, "Now let's see who is faster. After all, such a big commotion in the eldest prince's residence must have alarmed many people."
While speaking, Li Ziye looked in the direction of the palace, a little light flashing in his eyes.
The palace must have also reacted.
After killing a prince, if another King Wu is killed, even that ruthless and ungrateful Majesty will surely feel heartbroken.
royal palace.
Shou'an Hall.
Emperor Shang quickly walked to the window and looked outside the palace, his face ashen.
Those two losers!
At the same time, figures from all sides of the palace and several worship halls rushed out and rushed out of the palace.
For a while.
The whole capital became lively.
On a deserted street on a cold night.
Three figures passed by one after another, and as they chased, the distance got closer and closer.
King Xuanwu, who was seriously injured, was about to be stopped by the two demon kings.
at this time.
At the end of the street, a surge of overwhelming righteousness suddenly appeared, and then, with a shocking palm, came an overwhelming force.
With his palm force close to him, the Demon Emperor Guifang's expression condensed, and the demon power surged around him, and he blocked the attack forcefully.
With a loud bang and the impact of his palm, the Demon Emperor Guifang slipped out a few steps, barely able to stabilize his body.
"Ghost side."
On the side, the Bloody Demon King was shocked. Just as he was about to say something, his face also changed.
But seeing ahead, Haoran's righteousness returned, and a sword energy burst through the air, surging and unstoppable.
The Bloody Demon King hurriedly swung by, turning his palms to block the sword energy. With a violent impact, the sword energy broke through the demonic force and knocked back the arrogant Demon King several steps.
"Confucianism!"
The two demon kings, Guifang and Xueku, looked at the figures rushing towards them in the darkness ahead, and their hearts sank.
Oops!
The people from the Confucian sect arrived so quickly.
"professional?"
In the distance, Tian Zhique saw this scene and subconsciously looked at the young master beside him and asked.
"Um."
On the side, Li Ziye nodded and said, "They are professionals in subduing demons."
"Confucian disciple."
While the two were talking, figures one after another passed by on the street. Headed by Chen Qiaoer, he glanced at the two Demon Emperors in front of him and ordered, "Deploy the sword formation!"
"yes!"
In the rear, a group of Confucian disciples took orders and joined forces to form a formation.
In an instant, Haoran's righteousness filled the air, trapping the two Demon Emperors.
"retreat!"
When the Demon Emperor Guifang saw the Confucian disciples arriving, he made a quick decision and shouted.
"retreat?"
Chen Qiaoer snorted coldly, her figure flashed past, blocking the front, and said, "I'm here, my aunt, but you still want to leave? Wang Yu, one for each!"
"Yes, Master!"
In front of a group of Confucian disciples, Bai Wangyu stepped forward and stood in front of the Bloody Demon King with his horizontal sword.
"The late stage of the Four Realms."
The Bloody Demon King felt the true energy fluctuations in the person in front of him and sneered, "A mere junior from the four realms dares to come and die."
"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, cherish your opportunity to speak, because from now on, every sentence may be your last words!"
Bai Wangyu opened his mouth and said calmly in front of Hengjian, "Sage Fighting, start!"
In an instant, Haoran's righteous energy surged forward, and the sharp edge on the sword was dazzling.
When the Holy Saint Fighting Technique started, Bai Wangyu's true energy rose rapidly, and then, the sword moved and people moved.
Too easy to swing and slash, extremely versatile.
The Bloody Demon King's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to block Tai Yi's sword.
"Bah."
The Taiyi Sword scratched the demon steel skin, and the friction sound was like the clash of gold and stone, so harsh.
"Haoran Chapter, the world of mortals is rolling!"
The move reaches the limit, and there is a change in the change. The sword falls into the world, and its power is several points stronger. It forcefully knocks the Bloody Demon King back three steps.
"Young Master."
In the darkness in the distance, Tianzhique looked at the battle ahead and asked, "Shall we go help?"
"Are you going to be upright?"
Li Ziye said casually.
"Won't."
Tian Zhique shook his head and said.
"Then why are you joining in the fun?"
Li Ziye said calmly, "It's just two defective demon emperors. Sister Qiaoer and Little Red Riding Hood can handle them."
If it were a demon king of Shui Jing's level, he would be a little nervous, but the two in front of him were not strong enough for Sister Qiaoer to fight alone.
Bringing so many people here is probably to prevent these monsters from escaping again.
During the war.
Chen Qiao'er saw that Wang Yu had already handed over his hand, and looked at the defective product slightly in front of him, and said seriously, "Let's discuss it, wait a moment, don't run away!"
The Demon Emperor Guifang looked startled. Before he had time to think about what he meant, a delicate and delicate figure had already passed by in front of him.
A palm that shook the world directly hit the Demon Emperor Guifang's chest.
"boom!"
In the terrifying earthquake, the Demon Emperor Ghost flew out and collapsed one shop after another.
Ten feet away, the Ghost King staggered to his feet. Before he could recover, the devil-like figure appeared before his eyes again.
A palm.
He slapped it on his face and smashed it towards the ground with a loud bang.
Dust was flying, and all the stone slabs on the ground were broken.
Blood overflowed from Guifang Demon King's mouth. Even the steel skin protection could not withstand such a huge force.
far away.
When Tian Zhique saw the scene ahead, cold sweat trickled down his face.
Did he say something stupid just now?
