The Human Emperor

The first five hundred and thirty-two chapters

"A bunch of useless things!"

A cold voice suddenly came out of the ground, just in front of the passage, a step suddenly took a step forward. At the end of the black man, the golden red tiger-shaped mask male, or the three black-shirted princes, finally took the shot:

"At the end, do you still need me to take the shot?"

The two powerful immortals of Yang Li and Lu Li actually couldn't take a 17-year-old boy, which made Hu Li Daxian finally feel a little impatient.

"Retire!"

The loud voice was like a thunder, echoing above the entire battlefield, and it sounded numb in everyone's ears. The sound has not fallen, and even the time of the reaction of the deer and the celestial beings in the sky has not yet been reflected. The tiger force has a golden red atmosphere, and the immortal fairy rushes around like a giant wave. Hu Li Daxian has already risen to the sky and rushed to Wang Chong and Lu Li Da Xian in the depths of the sky.

"Chong, care!"

"Block him!"

At almost the same time, I felt dangerous. The old emperor, the black-skinned village chief, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, Xuan Yin’s ancestors, Wan Gui’s ancestors, and the bone-devil ancestors all changed slightly. , rushing to Hu Li Daxian, countless torrents of suffocating torrents, overwhelming, rushing to the sea, rushing to Huli Daxian from all directions.

Among the people in the place, Wang Chong’s strength is the highest.

Wang Chong has repeatedly fought against Yang Lixian and Luli Daxian, and it is impossible to face a big force. If Wang Chong fails, everyone’s end is definitely not good!

- This, although there is no words, but everyone has reached a consensus.

Boom!

The squally winds, the suffocating air, the raging fog swept around, the electric light stone fire, all the attacks of the people fell solidly on the Tiger Force, but the final result was completely different from what everyone imagined. Rumble, the golden red light shines, with a deep, more terrible power than the deer power, it is like a volcanic eruption, just a trick, just like the autumn wind sweeping leaves, will The evil emperor, the Wushou village chief, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, and Xuan Yin's ancestors all swept across, and fell heavily in all directions.

The speed of Tiger Forces is not diminished, and continues to fly toward Wang Chongfei.

"not good!"

At almost the same time, Wang Chong also felt the change below. In the light stone fire, Wang Chong only had time to bow his head and saw a golden and red tiger claw, which grew from small to large, and rapidly expanded in the eyes, and then slammed on his own body.

"bang"

Just a blow, Wang Chong's thick suffocating suffocation in the body, and the singularity of the smashing swordsmanship, including the devastating sword, and all the landslides and tsunami in the blink of an eye, is hard to imagine. The devastating force, a complete defeat.

Wang Chong has never encountered such terrible power, full of extreme explosiveness and devastating, not to mention Song Yuanyi, Xuan Yin's ancestors, even the second generation of living dead, even Yang Lixian, Luli Daxian All of them are not his opponents.

The gap between the two sides cannot be counted.

"what!"

The screams of screaming, Wang Chong's milky white sword was broken, in the air, the chest trembled, and a sharp spurt of blood, and then even a man with a sword, as if flying a kite flew out. With a bang, falling from the sky, heavy squatting on the ground, under a huge impact, slipped a few meters away, and finally slipped to the edge of the cantilever, even the head was hung outside, only a little bit, it would fall Abyss.

puff!

The tremendous impact and devastating nature made Wang Chong unable to spurt a large mouthful of blood again at the moment of stopping. The whole man's chest blouse was broken, **** and shocking. This record directly directly defeated Wang Chong's spirit and martial arts strength.

In the whole process, the "Yangli Daxian", which originally fought with Wang Chong, was rare. Not only did it not rob the fire, but when it was shot by Tiger Forces, it slipped a few feet in the air and took the initiative to open and Wang Chong. The distance between them seems to have already been expected to end now.

"Hey!"

Just a blink of an eye, Hu Li Daxian and Lu Li Da Xian black robe dithered, one after the other, both fell from the air.

"Get rid of them! Then we take away that stuff and leave immediately!"

Before the passage, Hu Lixian had his hands on his back and his big sleeves fluttering. His face still wore a golden red tiger-shaped metal mask that looked like a prisoner, but his eyes were stunned. The sectarian warrior in front of him, along the long blue stone bridge and the iron lock, looked to the end, the "Da Luo Xiang Palace" covered by golden light!

The action was set for so long, and it was finally time for it to end.

Killing these sectarian warriors, erasing all the imprints they have had, and then entering the Da Luoxian Palace to get the treasure, this action was successfully completed. From then on, they disappeared into the world like ghosts again, and no one can find traces of their existence.

"kill!"

In response to the Tiger Forces, there was a burst of shouting sounds. Around the scene, a man in black was screaming, snarling one by one, and once again rushed to the front of the sectarian martial arts.

The fire of Lu Wu, the fire of the fire, the fire of Moro, the three flames are madly plundered, and the suffocation of those sectarian warriors will burn as soon as they are smothered, until the suffocation is exhausted.

And a black man who is a vulgar man is a ghost, killing in the crowd.

Hey, bloody, one and another sectarian screaming and screaming, while resisting, tried to retire.

However, whether it is resistance or retreat, the final fate is the same. Oh, as if harvesting wheat, a famous martial art sergeant continued to fall down and fell into a pool of blood.

"Block them! Going back is only a dead end!"

"These bastards, even if they die, pull them back!"

......

When a person is forced into a desperate situation, a powerful counter-disintegration force will erupt. As the surrounding sectarian warriors continue to decrease, a famous martial artist has a **** red eyes and is completely out.

Hey!

The sound of swords and the roar of the suffocating screams are endless, and the battle is fierce. The five ancestors and the qigong all have joined the fierce battle.

"Chong, how are you?"

At this moment, near the cliff, the old Emperor of the Evil and the head of the Wushou Village were left and right, and quickly rushed to the side of Wang Chong. Looking at the faint breath, blood-stained Wang Chong, the two eyes full of anxious, even the hand that stretched out to help Wang Chong was shaking slightly.

Among all people, the two people are most concerned about Wang Chong. Especially for the old emperor, Wang Chong is not only his disciple, but also the only relative and last loved one in this cold world.

"Master, I am fine."

Wang Chong opened his eyes in a difficult way, and tears of pain came from all over the body.

The power of Tiger Forces Daxian not only smashed his sword, but the terrible energy into the micro-environment also rushed into Wang Chong's body, like a million ants biting, eroding Wang Chong's seven classics.

This time, Wang Chong is completely defeated, and his strength is still too low.

Even with the power of the Excalibur into the micro-environment, even with the terrorist powers such as Yang Lixian, the battle is quite equal, but in the end it is still inferior to the tiger.

"...Reassured, I can still fight, it is not that easy for the guy to kill me!"

Wang Chong’s suffocation circulates rapidly in the body. His eyes are staring at the distant tiger power, and his eyes are still full of fighting power. No matter at any time, for Wang Chong, he will not give up easily.

Only at this moment, even Wang Chong did not find that the blood in his body rushed down the wound, and all the way along the arm to the sword.

The blood did not slip to the ground, but was sucked clean like a sponge by the Great Luo Xianjian.

On the surface of the Da Luo Xianjian, there is a hint of lavender thunder, but the light is very weak, and the entire battlefield shouts and screams, the suffocating collision is endless, so that the old emperor and the black wound are close at hand. The village head did not find it.

In front, shouting and killing, Huli Daxian seems to be very self-satisfied. After a severe blow to Wang Chong, there is no fatal blow to Wang Chong. Or in his view, no matter how Wang Chong struggles, since he can't beat himself at the peak, then in the case of serious injury, it is even more impossible to be an opponent.

This gave Wang Chong a short but extremely important breathing space.

"Chong, don't talk, we help you heal."

When Wang Chong kept running his anger, the old Emperor of the Evil and the head of the Wushou Village also had one left and one right. Each of them pressed against Wang Chong and operated the body's suffocation to heal him. But at this time, the bang, the roar of the earth, a majestic energy, full of vitality, never came from the air, all the way from the ground into Wang Chong.

This suffocation is even stronger than expected. As soon as he entered Wang Chong, he immediately rushed into the limbs and entered every cell, helping Wang Chonghuan to take the opportunity to heal the wounds in the body.

Originally, in the case of Hu Li Daxian seriously injured Wang Chong, even if there is an evil emperor and an injured village chief, it will take a long time to recover.

But with the help of this vigorous suffocation, the original broken meridians in Wang Chong immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the organs that were severely damaged throughout the body were revived.

In a short period of time, Wang Chong’s injury went to six, and the rest was quickly restored to the original with the support of that force.

"Song Yuan Yi!"

Almost at the same time, the old emperor and the black-scarred village chief were all shocked, and they turned their heads in a steep direction. In the direction of the suffocating air, they looked at Song Yuanyi, the righteous leader. There was a lot of arrogance, and all the members of the Zhengqi League formed a large array, together with the two deputy leaders, to fight with all their strength.