This guy's status is not low among the emperors of the Scarlet Flame Dynasty. When this guy opened his mouth, many emperors nodded involuntarily.
Obviously, this guy still has a strong say.
As soon as he opened his mouth, almost everyone agreed.
"good!"
The middle-aged man on the side, who was the leader of the Red Flame Dynasty's imperial realm this time, also nodded.
With the nods of agreement from these two eighth-level emperors, these emperors of the Scarlet Flame Dynasty quickly began to take action.
Directly divided into two waves, one wave rushed directly towards Wang Yuan's Zi Yao Seven Killing Sword.
There were three eighth-level emperors who rushed towards Wang Yuan.
These guys used all their means to kill Wang Yuan.
Because if Wang Yuan didn't die, although most of them could escape, the same could not be said for the Red Flame Dynasty's army.
The power of the Purple Yao Seven Killing Sword Formation is so powerful that even a casual blow is enough to kill a large group of Scarlet Flame Dynasty monks.
After all, those monks are not very strong. Most of them are only at the Martial Emperor Realm, the Martial Master Realm, or even below the Martial Master Realm.
With the strength of these monks, how could they withstand the attack of the Zi Yao Seven Killing Sword.
Even a single remaining sword light sweep can kill a large area.
Every sword in this Purple Yao Seven Killing Sword Formation is at the level of an imperial weapon, and its power is terrifying.
When Wang Yuan saw that the other party was divided into two groups, he naturally realized what the other party wanted to do.
"Since you can't wait to come here and die, then I will help you!" Wang Yuan said coldly.
The next moment, they took action directly.
When Wang Jiulong and the others saw this, their expressions all darkened.
"kill!"
They just uttered such a word in a low voice, even though many of the Emperors on the Nine Guards side were seriously injured, and some were even unable to join the battle.
But that doesn't mean they gave in. There were about seven or eight others who could take action, and they all headed towards the dozen or so emperors on the opposite side to prevent them from resisting the Zi Yao Seven Killing Sword Formation.
Wang Yuan stood still and didn't move. The next moment, the huge fist was like a mountain falling, and it crashed towards him at a very fast speed.
Almost in the blink of an eye, it reached Wang Yuan's head.
At the same time, in front of Wang Yuan, a sword light swept over like a dazzling scorching sun. The sharp energy shattered the space for several miles around. Some unlucky monks touched it slightly and exploded directly. Death, turned into countless pieces of meat flying.
Even ordinary emperor-level experts cannot resist the attack of an eighth-level emperor.
At least those below the sixth level are completely incapable of parrying.
Once faced with this kind of attack, there is only one result, death!
On Wang Yuan's right side, a palm print also came with a bang.
This palm print seemed to penetrate the endless layers of void and came in an instant, leaving almost no chance to dodge.
Wang Yuan faced the full attack of three eighth-level emperors alone. Within a few miles around him, the pressure of the emperors was everywhere, making some of the emperor monks around him feel trapped in a quagmire and helpless. move.
There are two on the Nine Guards side, and there are two Imperial realms on the Red Flame Dynasty side, which happen to be within this range. The oppressed whole body is like bearing the weight of several mountains, and it is extremely difficult to move even one step.
If they hadn't all had fourth- and fifth-level cultivations, their bodies would have been crushed to pieces.
Even between emperor realms, there is a big difference.
Su Qiye stood on the city wall below and watched, his eyes full of surprise and shock.
He did not expect that the battle between the emperor realms would be so terrifying.
Even if it's just a single blow, it contains the power of terrifying rules, and ordinary Imperial monks will be severely suppressed when they enter this range.
"Is this the power of the Imperial Realm?" Su Qiye murmured as he watched the battle.
Wang Churan stood next to Su Qiye and naturally heard Su Qiye's murmuring words.
"Don't worry, you will reach this height in the future, and even higher." Wang Churan comforted him softly.
After hearing this, Su Qiye turned to look at Wang Churan: "You can do it too."
The two of them looked at each other with strange emotions in their eyes. Neither of them continued to speak, but they seemed to have said nothing. The look in their eyes was a bit weird. It was said to be ambiguous, but it didn't quite look like it. Something is wrong.
Mo Wuchen on the side looked at the two people like this, and he murmured to the side.
"I'm really convinced that we can still be ambiguous at this time." Mo Wuchen thought he was whispering, but he didn't expect that Su Qiye and Wang Churan heard it.
After all, these two people have already reached the Martial Emperor Realm, and the three of them are not far apart, so it is normal to hear that.
The next moment, Su Qiye and Wang Churan both looked at Mo Wuchen.
But the look in their eyes made Mo Wuchen panic.
Those two people seemed to want to eat him directly, which made Mo Wuchen feel guilty.
However, at this time, the two of them had no time to talk to him about these things.
The battle between Wang Yuan and the others is still of great help to Su Qiye and Wang Churan.
Even if there are only some aftermaths of the fight between the Emperor Realm experts, they all contain some power of the Dao rules, even though the two of them are only at the Martial Emperor Realm.
But when breaking through to the Holy Realm, they also need to understand the power of some great rules. Only in this way can they break through smoothly.
"Wang Yuan, suffer death!"
The old man opposite yelled coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was about to condense into a substantial attack.
This roar shook the heads of the surrounding monks several kilometers away and made them feel dizzy, as if they were about to explode.
Even Su Qiye and Wang Churan felt a stinging pain in their heads, as if countless needles were piercing their heads. The stinging feeling was unbearable.
"Quickly retreat!"
Su Qiye shouted to everyone, then he pulled Wang Churan and quickly backed away.
If they don't retreat, they may not be able to withstand it when the battle breaks out between the two sides. Even if it is just some aftermath, it will be enough to sweep them away.
Many of the monks in the Nine Guards were so overwhelmed by the terrifying power of the Imperial Realm that their legs and feet became weak and paralyzed on the ground, unable to escape even if they wanted to.
When Su Qiye and the others retreated several miles away, the Nine Guards monks who had been suppressed on the ground exploded to pieces, like exploding watermelons, with scarlet fleshy foam everywhere.
For a time, panic spread, and many monks were frightened and fled in all directions.
When Wang Yuan saw this, he waved his hand and formed a shield below, on the city wall, to resist the terrifying shock wave that erupted when the two sides fought.
