Enraged, Ling Sang spat out black blood and roared angrily at Mo Xiaoyao ahead, "I! I will cut you down!"
Seeing Ling Sang barking like a mad dog, Mo Xiaoyao still had a disdainful look on his face and said, "Co! I am standing right here, waiting for you to slaughter . If you have the guts, co over!"
"You! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Looking at Mo Xiaoyao’s deanor, Ling Sang gritted his teeth and spat out viciously.
Speaking of going over alone, in his heavily injured state, he indeed dared not.
"Hmph, the so-called heir of the Spirit Martial Emperor, what a useless coward, aspiring to cultivate Martial Arts. Just go back ho and farm." Mo Xiaoyao continued to mock relentlessly.
"You!"
"Alright, Brother Ling, they are just dying people; no need to be angered by the words of the dead." Seeing Ling Sang continuously enraged, Emperor Guangming, Jing Tianyu, spoke up to comfort him.
After Jing Tianyu spoke, his eyes turned to Mo Xiaoyao and Shi Feng ahead, and his voice echoed:
"Alright, let’s all take action together, eradicate these three disciples of the Netherworld, and those Ghost Soldiers that plague the world! Also, eliminate this Demon Wilderness and his demon race remnants. We remove these great threats to mankind for the Human Clan."
"Hmm! Let’s act together! Ten days ago, this Netherworld, was nothing more than at the Six-star Martial Emperor Realm. In a re ten days, he has stepped into the Eight-star Martial Emperor Realm, if we do not eliminate now, we will regret it later!"
Mountain Emperor Duan Xingyu, leading the martial artists standing proudly behind Shi Feng’s master and disciple duo, responded after hearing Jing Tianyu’s words.
Following that, one Supre Martial Emperor after another echoed, saying, "Yes! Let’s all act together!"
"I fled to a remote offshore island, yet I had no idea that there truly existed soone who mastered both Martial Arts and physical body to the peak, this child is indeed extraordinary!" The overseas strongman, Hong Kun Ancestor, with fiery-red hair and beard, also spoke.
He pulled out a large red knife, as long as a person, from the storage ring, which turned out to be a Ninth Grade One-star Emperor Level Mysterious Artifact.
One by one, Supre Strongn spoke, responded, yet among them was one silently masked with a cat-face mask and clad in a black robe.
"Kill!" At this mont, the Bright Sky Emperor Jing Tianyu, with his right hand forming a sword finger, stabbed towards the sky. Instantly, a massive white Pure Light Sword broke through the black sky, descending from the night sky.
The holy light bathed the vast world.
Upon seeing Jing Tianyu launch an incredibly powerful attack, the rest of the Supre Strongn also followed suit, unleashing their strongest power.
A massive chain of white light manifested, this was Emperor of Destiny, Wuq Qianxuan, unleashing the Mystical Destiny Technique, Destiny Chains.
"Life! Devour!" Life Emperor Mo Fanchen softly shouted, forming handprints with both hands, and a massive green vortex appeared in the realm, generating a strong devouring force, devouring the Power of Life!
"Roar! Boom! Crash! Bang!"
Simultaneously, incredibly intense, earth-shattering attacks manifested one by one, fiery flas rolled, torrents surged, thunder roared, winds howled, giant mountains appeared, and splendid auroras ford swords before rushing towards the center.
"Ha! Roar!" Hong Kun Ancestor opened his mouth wide, roaring like a lion, fiercely slashing out with the red knife, casting a massive red Sword Shadow, crashing down with a thunderous bang.
"Bang!" At this mont, Lingg Yefeng, battling the Demon Wilderness child, cast another fierce right palm encircled with Death Black Fog, striking the heart of the Sky Demon Sword-bearing Demon Wilderness, putting him at a disadvantage.
A grueso handprint blood hole imdiately appeared at the heart of Demon Wilderness, emanating black death fog, while golden blood continuously gushed from his heart.
At this mont, it was the best chance for Lingg Yefeng to take Demon Wilderness’s life, but those damned Supre Martial Emperors followed with the Bright Camp, launching fierce attacks towards them, forcing Lingg Yefeng to abandon killing Demon Wilderness, breaking into the void, flying towards Shi Feng and Mo Xiaoyao!
"Damn it!" Looking at the attacks surging from all directions, Mo Xiaoyao beside Shi Feng cursed secretly; twelve Supre Martial Emperors ca, Ling Sang was injured by him, and one of them did not act for so reason, but facing these ten Supre attacks was difficult to contend with.
However, though hard to contend, Mo Xiaoyao was never one to let himself be slaughtered at will; his right hand forming a palm, left hand a fist, both hands simultaneously shone with dazzling, morbid white light.
Shi Feng’s face was full of coldness; 2600 Yin Corpses had been summoned from the Blood-colored Stone Stele’s space, his left hand gripping a large Silver Sickle, channeling all his power into the Silver Sickle in his hand.
"Master, Second Senior Brother, I am here to assist you!" At this mont, Lingg Yefeng also arrived, standing beside Shi Feng, forming a left-right formation with Mo Xiaoyao, protecting Shi Feng in the middle. Surrounded by thick Death Black Fog, his hands forming claws, he howled to the sky.
A massive black shadow, exuding a thick death aura, appeared above them, rushing first to et Emperor Guangming Jing Tianyu’s descending Bright Divine Punishnt Sword.
"Boom!" Two strong and vast energies collided first.
Following closely, Mo Xiaoyao’s right palm also blasted downwards, launching a massive morbid white Handprint, striking towards the red Sword Shadow slashed by Hong Kun Ancestor, the left fist striking towards the Destiny Chains of the Emperor of Destiny.
"Kill!" Shi Feng coldly shouted, aiming at the massive green vortex unleashed by the Life Emperor Mo Fanchen, which was devouring their Power of Life, must be destroyed.
With a fierce swing of his left hand, the Silver Sickle flew outward, slicing towards the green vortex.
"Hmph! Netherworld! Lingg Yefeng, Mo Xiaoyao, facing our combined attack, you dare to resist; all your resistance will only allow you to live few more seconds!"
The Life Emperor Mo Fanchen coldly stared at the three of Shi Feng in the center, sneering. Twelve Supre Martial Emperors had arrived, even though Ling Sang was severely injured by Mo Xiaoyao, but they still had eleven, more than sufficient to obliterate the three Netherworld disciples!
"Hmph! Is that so?" Shi Feng turned his head after launching the Silver Sickle, his face also coldly smiling, looking at Mo Fanchen.
No one knew why, but when Mo Fanchen saw the young face with such a cold smile, his heart suddenly alard, a sense of bad premonition arising!
"Why! Why! Netherworld indeed was in the snare, soon to be crushed to dust by us, why do I have this bad feeling!"
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