"How many means did he hide?"

When all the masters looked at the Emperor and felt a faint sense of unhappiness, the cultivators of the Northern Region who were fighting fiercely with the Emperor had already felt a sense of irritability. They had already put him at a disadvantage, and had clearly exhausted their means. They had clearly seemed to force him into the Jedi several times, so why could they never take him down? First, the dragon clan means, and then they showed the Yin-Yang magic technique, and then saw his demon corpse hand, and finally even the method of the Eastern Earth was involved. What kind of ability does this person have?

More importantly, why do you feel uneasy as you fight harder and stronger?

People who seemed to be at a disadvantage all the time, but more and more people attacked him, but he was still at a disadvantage again and repeatedly attacked him, hurting his opponent. This incident itself exuded a strange aura, which made people feel panic.

"What's wrong..."

He waved the blood river on the side, stirring up all the time, trying to force the Emperor into a dead corner, but he tried countless times, and watched it as if he was about to succeed, but in the end he failed, the Taibai Sect Master suddenly seemed to realize something, and hurriedly took back his blood river, retreated a hundred feet away, stared at the Emperor's movements, and then said with a gloomy face and a chilling voice.

"It's really wrong!"

Mu Jiuge's sword intent was erratic, as if the clouds were rolling and scattering, spreading half of the void, resisting the sword light of the Emperor. He was the strongest opponent of the Emperor and took over most of the pressure from the Emperor, but at this moment, he suddenly seemed to realize something.

"right……"

Fang Gui gathered a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi and threw it at the Emperor, turning around and shouting.

Then ask: "What's wrong?"

The Taibai Sect Master and Mu Jiuge didn't say anything for a while, but their expressions became more and more gloomy.

At this time, the Emperor, who had shown several magical powers, still had a expressionless look, as if he was not the one trapped among the crowd, and it seemed that he was not the one who was forced into a desperate situation many times. Moreover, as the war continued, he seemed to be more relaxed. Although he was trapped in the middle, the sword light slashed and the magical powers changed, and there was no flaw in dealing with it.

"Is this person invincible?"

"Can he really not lose?"

This increasingly strange battle was revealed in front of everyone. Even the Northern Region monks who were not qualified to participate in the battle felt a sense of confusion. They watched the Emperor being forced and watch the Emperor easily resolve the magical powers of each opponent. They were disappointed many times and could not let go of hope. Finally, they were gradually forced out some unexplained murderous intent.

"I don't believe it. The Emperor is so scary!"

"I don't believe that there are so many people in the Northern Region that I can't get back this blood debt!"

"We may not have the same cultivation as you, but don't even have the courage to attack you?"

It seemed to be stimulated by the failure of the three people of Dongtu Hongyan, Xihuang Xuan Palace, and Nanjiang Bihua. Countless people blushed their eyes. Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, but it was Chen Kang's old Xiu who returned from Dongtu and the six old Xius who returned with him, a total of seven. Suddenly, the seven figures rushed over at the same time, each showing a magical power, and smashed towards the Emperor in a mighty way.

"This is a battle in which the Northern Region asks you for blood debts. Even if I die, I will not be willing to miss it!"

The head of the Xi family bit his tongue, spewed out his natal essence and blood, sacrificed the remaining half-wild purple talisman, and rushed into the battlefield fiercely.

"If it's for fame, the opportunity is here!"

The Sect Master of Snow Mountain sighed in a long voice and stepped into the field: "If I win this battle, even if I die, I will be famous for all generations!"

With her voice faintly, she had also used the Secret Technique of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Their cultivation may not be as good as the Emperor. They compete head-only, and they don’t even have the power of one gang. But now, after all, there are already two saints and one monster from Taibai Sect, and they have taken over most of the divine power of the Emperor, which also gives them the opportunity to enter the battlefield from the side. After all, the Emperor is now at a disadvantage and is just barely supporting him. Everyone rushed up, and they don’t believe that he will be undefeated...

At this point, anyone may become the last straw that crushes him!

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"This person is so unreliable, there is no benefit to drag it down..."

Even the three old cultivators standing on the mountain and looking towards the northern region at this time, they all whispered.

They also seem to have their own ideas.

So, one of the old cultivators raised his hand gently and a silver light flew into the void.

"Send him a ride!"

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"kill……"

On the battlefield in the Northern Region, as more and more people joined the battle group, a wave seemed to rise in an instant. When you glance around, you could see countless people full of murderous auras, and even countless people with ambition to die. The Emperor was suppressed at a disadvantage, which made them brave enough to attack the Emperor. The Emperor was undefeated, which also vaguely aroused the anger in their hearts.

This anger may not appear until the ten ghost formations are broken.

But now, it appears very naturally.

"Swish!"

A sword light suddenly appeared in the void, extremely strange, slashing towards the Emperor's back.

That was Xue Jizi, who had assassinated the Lord of Haizhou. This time he took action to assassinate the Emperor.

"Isn't it just for this moment for three hundred years?"

Someone shouted loudly, it was Xiao Jianyuan, the forty-nine swordsman who flew up, jumped in the air, and shouted to the disciple Yue Qing below: "Good disciple, this is a rare sword I passed on to you in this life. Let's lend it to me first..."

Yue Qing below agreed and hurriedly threw the sword high.

Xiao Jianyuan in the air laughed loudly, reached out to grab the sword, swung forward fiercely, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from his body. To a certain extent, the light was no less than Mo Jiuge's sword, crossed the void, and then disappeared between the clouds. When he appeared again, he had already slashed to the emperor's neck and took the emperor's head straight...

This is a sword he has escaped after three hundred years of comprehending and escaping!

“Wow…”

The old monster Gutong waved the golden pestle and rushed forward screaming.

The Qingfeng Tonger and Miss Mingyue beside him were shocked and rushed forward desperately, holding him left and right: "Don't go..."

"open……"

The old monster Gutong shouted angrily: "They can all go, why can't I?"

"Master, at least they can withstand the aftermath of that battle. Once you enter, you will be crushed..."

The bright moon and the breeze are holding each other desperately.

"I have to go..."

The old monster Gutong broke free from the two disciples' obstacles and rushed over, rushing to a mountain far away from the battlefield, picked up a stone and smashed it. This was to fulfill his responsibilities and walk back cursingly.

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Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The divine lights and waves rolled towards the Emperor.

If one master at the beginning can give the Emperor a time to deal with and react, then at this time, he will suddenly become a group of monks joining the battlefield, and the magical power will roll and roll towards the Emperor like heavy rain. At this time, for the Emperor, it is not accidental that he was forced into a desperate situation. He was directly pushed into a desperate situation by endless monks.

Even if it was him, he seemed to be unable to swing his sword at this time, and the battle group was being compressed in no time.

"Master Emperor..."

At this time, behind the battlefield, there were still thousands of monks from the Zun Mansion beside the giant turtle, including the Lords, the Ghost King, Xue Nu and others. They looked at the crazy Northern Region monks in disbelief and rushed towards the Emperor as if desperately. They felt their hearts trembled, and they felt that the sky had collapsed. They couldn't figure out how these people dared to attack the Supreme Emperor?

The most important thing is, will the Emperor really lose?

They felt the feeling of fear from the bottom of their hearts, which was even more terrifying than when the ten ghost formations were broken!

And at this time, they didn't even dare to come forward to help.

It’s really too far away from the Emperor, and they don’t know whether Emperor Su can help him…

So, they could only watch the tide of monks in the Northern Territory pressing on the Emperor's head like a tide.

Seeing that the Emperor's sword intent had even been shattered and clamped, it was like a giant beast trapped in a mud.

“Buzz…”

At this moment, in the east, the clouds turned, and suddenly a sword light broke through the air. The sword light came so suddenly that it almost made people unable to notice how it appeared. The moment he appeared, the laws of heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared, or were surrounded by the control of the sword, causing the sword light to flash suddenly and then to the top of the emperor's head.

The Emperor, who seemed to have been deeply trapped in the mud, suddenly looked up and coldly looked at the sword light.

The demon sword in his hand suddenly lifted up, collided with the flying sword, and instantly shattered the sword light.

However, he had already been trapped in a siege, and now he suddenly slashed at the sword light, but it immediately revealed a flaw around him. Almost the moment he raised the demon sword, Mu Jiuge's sword edge surged, and in an instant, a white light flashed, and the sword directly pierced his chest, like a nail, nailing him into the void...

"puff……"

What followed was Xiao Jianyuan's escape sword, slashing on his shoulder.

"boom!"

It was the talisman of the head of the Xi family who exploded on top of his head.

"Bang!"

It was the stone thrown by the old monster Gutong who gently hit the back of his head.

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All the heavens are silent, and time seems to have subsided.

There were countless monks of the turtle around him, and they looked panicked with their eyes wide open.

The giant turtle wrapped in black mist, with cold light flowing in his eyes, and he looked at the Emperor at this time.

The demon sword suddenly trembled and emitted an extremely angry aura.

The Emperor was defeated?

The Emperor actually lost to these Northern Region people?

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"Ha ha ha ha……"
Chapter completed!