It turned out that the man in white who suddenly appeared was actually the second master of the "Dark Temple", Emperor Li Tian!
"Emperor Li Tian?" He seemed to be quite surprised when he heard the saint, and his tone was very strange, half-smiling but not smiling, "Are you here to save me?"
"Save you?" Emperor Li Tian sneered, "I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet!"
"Li Tiandi, what are you doing?"
Ghost Mandrill struggled hard to get up, but felt his head was dizzy and fell to the ground again with a "plop", shouting angrily.
At that moment, it was clear that Emperor Li Tiandi was serious about it and actually broke several of Gui Mandrill's ribs, causing such a strong-willed man like him to temporarily lose the ability to move.
"You are a traitor, you are not qualified to avenge the people of the 'Dark Temple'!" Emperor Li Tian glanced at him, and then said coldly.
"He is my master." Ghost Mandrill's eyes seemed to have flames burning, and he gritted his teeth and said every word.
"So what?" Li Tiandi's voice contained a hint of murderous intent in his indifference, "He is my brother. Even if he wants revenge, it should be done by me. What does it have to do with you, a traitor?"
"You also know that he is your brother?" Ghost Mandrill was furious, "Where were you when you heard that I had attacked him? How had you ever been kind to him in the 'Dark Temple'?"
"Shut up! A villain who betrayed the temple and slaughtered his fellow disciples wantonly has no right to make irresponsible remarks to me!" Emperor Li Tian showed a fierce look in his eyes and shouted, "If you want to survive, get out now, get out The further away the better, when I kill Mr. Wen Dao, I will definitely come and take your life!"
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the ghost, but turned to look at the saint who was sitting on the ground.
"Emperor Li Tian, Li Tianfeng...it turns out you are brothers, I should have thought of it a long time ago." Sage Wen Dao looked directly into his eyes and said slowly, "We have met several times in the past few days, and with your temper, you actually You can resist not fighting me."
"If the palace master hadn't stopped me, how could I have waited until now?" A fierce light flashed in Li Tiandi's eyes, and he quickly came to him and slowly raised his right palm, "Finally, the emperor has lived up to his wishes. I got the chance."
"That's fine. Among you, you are the only one who can enter my Dharma Eyes." The saint sighed and suddenly showed an expression of relief on his face, "It is better to be killed by you than to die in Qixing Lao In the hands of that despicable man."
"That's really a thank you to you." Emperor Li Tian was stunned for a moment, and the hesitation in his eyes disappeared. "After all, this is a war, not a competition, so don't blame me for taking advantage of others."
After that, he transformed his right hand into a sword, and with lightning speed, with a "pop" sound, he stabbed the saint who heard the Tao into the chest, stabbing him from front to back.
Blood flowed out like spring water along the wounds on the chest and back of the Saint Wen Dao, instantly dyeing Emperor Li Tian's arms and his own white coat red.
"saint!"
Ran Sujuan was shocked, struggling and stumbling forward, trying to help the smelling saint.
However, how can her physical strength compare with that of a saint?
Emperor Li Tian didn't even look at her. He just waved his hand casually, and with a slight scratch on the sleeves of his coat, he violently threw her away. She fell to the ground with a "bang", and all the bones in her body seemed to fall apart. After a long time, Not allowed to come.
"Li! God! Emperor!"
Seeing that Emperor Li Tian not only took away his chance for revenge, but also beat Ran Sujuan mercilessly, Gui Zhu's eyes were filled with light and blood could not stop pouring into his brain. He jumped up and suddenly He grabbed the broken knife that fell to the ground, ignored the pain of broken bones, and went straight to Emperor Li Tian.
"Traitor who overestimates his capabilities!" Emperor Li Tian said with a look of disdain on his face, "If you are so eager to die, then I will make it happen..."
However, before he could finish this sentence, a sudden change occurred.
Sitting slumped on the ground, with his chest stabbed through the chest, Saint Wen suddenly shot out sharp light. He suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed Emperor Li Tian's right wrist.
The sword in his right hand flashed with cold light and stabbed out at an incredible speed and angle.
Emperor Li Tian was startled, and when he was about to retreat and dodge, the left hand of the Saint Wen Dao was like an iron pincer, tightly holding his wrist, making him unable to break free no matter what.
Fight!
Emperor Li Tian was resolute. Seeing that he could not retreat, a stern look flashed in his eyes. His right arm inserted into the chest of Saint Wen Dao began to shake violently. He actually used offense instead of defense, and struck a critical blow at the opponent's wound.
"puff!"
And a sharp sword in the palm of the Saint Wen Dao entered Emperor Li Tian's chest without any hindrance, came out from his back, and stabbed him through.
The two saints were like chicken wings on skewers, tightly connected and could no longer be separated.
The sudden change made the direct-taught mandrill stunned. He was stunned on the spot, not knowing whether he should continue to charge.
Ran Sujuan also covered her lips with her hands, shocked and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"drink!"
Emperor Li Tiandi only felt a pain in his heart. His energy flowed rapidly along the injured area, and his vision gradually blurred. He tried to cheer up, roared in his mouth, and used his right arm again to blast a hole the size of a volleyball in the chest of Saint Wen Dao. .
The bright red blood spattered in all directions, swaying like rain, and poured down on the heads of the two saints, instantly leaving red spots on their white coats.
The Wen Dao Saint, whose vitality was almost cut off, was not as impressive as him. He just used his last bit of strength to quietly turn the sword in his hand.
What seemed like an understatement instantly crushed Emperor Li Tian's heart.
"Old Wen, Wen Dao, you, what the hell..." Emperor Li Tian seemed to have had all his strength drained from his body. His whole body went limp, and he actually collapsed on the shoulders of Saint Wen Dao.
"I deliberately showed weakness and left the power of this sword. I originally planned to use it to deal with Old Man Qixing, but it's a pity that he is too vigilant." The saint's face was pale when he heard that, but there was no expression of pain on his face. Instead, there was a hint of pain. Looking a little pleased, he said, "But I can take you away before I die, so it's not too bad."
"Damn old fox..." Li Tiandi cursed, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the ghost mandrill in the distance.
From the perspective of the saint who heard the Tao, you can see that his face is slightly raised, and there is a trace of care and pampering in his eyes, just like a kind elder staring at his most outstanding junior.
I see!
Hearing the news, the saint suddenly realized that he had clearly reached the end of his life, but a smile appeared on his face: "Sure enough, in the entire 'Dark Temple', you are the only one who can let me take a high look."
"pity……"
Emperor Li Tian didn't know whether he heard his praise or not. He still stared at the ghost mandrill with his eyes firmly and murmured to himself, not knowing what he was feeling sorry for.
"It's time to go."
The Saint Wen Dao glanced at Ran Sujuan's exquisite body, suddenly smiled faintly, and said softly to Emperor Li Tiandi who was leaning on his shoulder, "You and I used to have different positions, but now that we are in the underworld together, we can have a good communication on the road to hell. "
As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes, his breath became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no breath between his mouth and nose.
"Yeah, it's time to go..."
Emperor Li Tian sighed, his eyes gradually blurred, and for some reason, a young man with thin arms and legs, but a stubborn face appeared in his eyes.
This young man with a fierce look is his twin brother, Li Tianfeng.
The two grew up together. Not only are they very similar in appearance, but their personalities are also very similar. They both have hot tempers that can be ignited at a moment's notice. As far back as they can remember, the brothers' emotional communication has been mainly accomplished through fists and kicks.
Therefore, in the eyes of others, the two brothers fought every day, and their relationship could only be described as bad.
Even Emperor Li Tianfeng once thought that Li Tianfeng, his younger brother, was merciless when beating people and probably hated him to death.
As the two teenagers grew up, their tense and violent relationship never resolved.
However, this pair of seemingly stubborn brothers were surprisingly talented in cultivation. They both realized the Tao at the age of less than a hundred years old and entered the ranks of the most powerful people in the world.
Even so, the fighting between the brothers has never stopped, and they still fight every time. Due to the two people's advanced cultivation and amazing strength, every seemingly random fight will often shake the ground and the momentum. It was so shocking that it would affect so many innocent bystanders, which made Mo Disheng very anxious and exhausted.
However, during a battle with the "Wen Dao Academy", when Emperor Li Tian was ambushed by three Taoist spiritual masters and almost died, his brother, who was usually like an enemy, suddenly stood in his way. In front of him, he used his own body to block the attacks of the three spiritual masters.
It was at that moment that Emperor Li Tiandi suddenly woke up and realized that blood is thicker than water. This guy who had been fighting with him for half his life and no matter how annoying he looked was his biological brother after all.
The usual punches and kicks were just an expression of Li Tianfeng's emotions.
