"so what?"
Mo Wuxiu thought for a while, then snorted coldly and said gloomily: "We now have six quasi-emperors! With six against three, can we still capsize in the gutter?"
"That's right!"
Another quasi-emperor had a gloomy face and said solemnly: "Also, they only have four thousand holy realm warriors, and three thousand of them have just stepped into the holy realm. But we have brought six thousand veteran warriors. Those who are strong in the holy way. How can it be difficult to kill them all?"
"Hahahaha, yes, yes! Let's all come together!"
"Kill them all! From now on, we will share all the resources in Wuji Holy Land equally!"
The other two quasi-emperors, with bloodthirsty expressions on their faces, took the lead. One rushed towards the yellow-skinned dragon, and the other rushed towards Ji Feiyu. Together with the quasi-emperors Lei Yuan and Qiling, they attacked the yellow-skinned dragon. Encircle and kill Ji Feiyu.
"This guy has long been the new Holy Master of Wuji Holy Land, right? I want his head!"
Mo Wuxiu laughed wildly, swung the imperial weapon's magic sword in his hand, and struck straight at Su Chen.
As for the last quasi-emperor, he was a little cautious.
He shouted violently and led six thousand holy warriors to surround and kill the four thousand holy warriors in the Wuji Holy Land.
"Wow, you bastards, you have no martial ethics! As a veteran quasi-emperor, you are actually two against one, how shameless are you?"
The yellow-skinned dragon suddenly screamed in anger.
With his current strength, how could he defeat two veteran quasi-emperors at the same time?
He was instantly at a disadvantage, and received several hard blows on his body. Even the dragon scales were peeled off several pieces by the opponent. The pain was so painful that he almost shed tears.
On the other side, Ji Feiyu is even more dangerous.
By accident, a new quasi-emperor punched half of his shoulder, leaving him covered in blood and severely injured.
Huangpi Jianlong and Ji Feiyu, even though they each have three quasi-emperors, their overall strength is not far behind the veteran quasi-emperors.
Once he is targeted by two veteran quasi-emperors at the same time, he will immediately be surrounded by dangers and crises.
"Hmph, I thought they could be so fierce, but they were nothing more than that!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wuxiu, who was attacking Su Chen, suddenly gained confidence.
Huangpi Jianlong and Ji Feiyu each have three quasi-emperor weapons in their hands, and their combat power is still like this.
With nothing in Su Chen's hands, wouldn't he be even weaker?
You know, in the hands of Mo Wuxiu, there is a law emperor weapon, the battlefield magic sword!
"Boy, just accept your death! If you want to blame, blame your parents for doing things they shouldn't have done and offending some mysterious beings!"
Mo Wuxiu had a bloodthirsty expression on his face and said in an extremely gloomy tone.
"Hmph, the mysterious existence you are talking about refers to the so-called ancient emperors? The ancient emperors behind you must have colluded with enemies from outside the territory and betrayed Xuantian Realm, right? Otherwise, how could it be because my parents went to outside the territory? Are you so crazy on the battlefield that you are about to kill me?"
Su Chen snorted coldly, his eyes instantly turned red, and his murderous intent boiled over.
These bastards really deserve to die!
A true hero sacrifices his life for righteousness, and resists the powerful outsiders with passion.
But these bastards have always been thinking about how to destroy the families of these heroes and even the inheritance behind them.
You don’t have to kill foreign enemies.
But the traitor must die!
Snapped!
Su Chen roared angrily and smacked out his palm, the last one coming first, and hit Mo Wuxiu's old face hard.
Bang!
Mo Wuxiu's head was blown away directly, and while it was still in the air, it suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist, which dispersed in the wind!
"No, how is this possible?"
"Could it be that you are not a quasi-emperor, but a great emperor?"
Mo Wuxiu's soul escaped. He was extremely frightened and wanted to flee immediately.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Su Chen had already sacrificed the Demonic Dragon Soul-Eating Whip, transformed into a bloody demonic dragon, opened his mouth wide, and directly swallowed Demon Wuxiu's soul and his headless body in one gulp, chewing it loudly. There was a loud noise, and blood splattered from the corner of his mouth, which looked so disgusting.
Su Chen just remembered that for the Demonic Dragon Soul-eating Whip, the quasi-emperor's spirit and body were a great complement.
Wouldn't it be just right to use such evil people as the blood food of the Demonic Dragon's Soul-Eating Whip?
As for the Law Emperor Weapon War Domain Demon Sword, it naturally fell into Su Chen's hands easily.
At the same time, the quasi-emperor who led six thousand holy warriors to surround and kill the four thousand holy warriors in the Wuji Holy Land suddenly lost his courage.
He saw with helpless eyes that four thousand holy realm warriors from the Wuji Holy Land simultaneously used a thousand-army formation to instantly transform into four war gods. Each one had a strength comparable to that of a mid-term quasi-emperor, and was completely inferior to these veteran quasi-emperors. How inferior.
The most frightening thing is that each of the four war gods control ten quasi-emperor weapons and thousands of sacred weapons at the same time, turning into a torrent of weapons, covering the sky and the sun, sweeping everything!
"Get out! Get out! Get out!"
The quasi-emperor's expression changed drastically, and he screamed loudly while retreating violently.
The six thousand powerful Saints panicked and fled in all directions.
Unexpectedly, the speed of the four gods of war is even faster.
They flashed and appeared in four directions instantly, controlling the terrifying torrent of weapons, blocking all the enemy's escape routes.
next moment.
The four torrents of weapons were like four venomous snakes and like four great rivers, sweeping towards the six thousand saintly masters.
"Ah ah ah, I can't beat him, I really can't beat him! I'm going to die!"
"Damn it, what kind of method is this? The methods used by four thousand holy warriors are comparable to those of four quasi-emperors. How can we fight this?"
"Damn, damn, damn! Where did the Wuji Holy Land come from so many sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns? And these quasi-emperor weapons? Some idiot once said that there are not forty quasi-emperor weapons in the entire Xuantian Realm. ! But now, just in the small Wuji Holy Land, there are almost fifty quasi-emperor weapons, okay!"
"Uuuuuuuuuah, I miss my mother! We can't hide from this kind of attack!"
The six thousand powerful saints who were killed immediately cried and howled in hysterics.
At this moment, they were extremely desperate.
Facing four gods of war who were comparable to mid-term quasi-emperors, they couldn't fight and fight, couldn't escape, and could only wait to die!
In a matter of moments, corpses were strewn across the field and rivers of blood flowed.
As for the quasi-emperor, when he saw something was wrong, he immediately turned around and ran away. As a result, he was slapped to death by Su Chen, and then was thrown to the Demonic Dragon's Soul-Eating Whip as blood food.
"As a stepping stone, you must have the consciousness of a stepping stone! Now that you are here, let's shine brightly on the road of stepping stones!"
"Otherwise, just go and die!"
Su Chen snorted coldly and said with a cold look on his face.
