the first emperor

Chapter 1093 Fierce
The strong man in the fire armor paused and stopped, looking at Xi Qianye coldly.

"A junior dares to be rampant."

"Are you looking for death!"

The horned monster's eyes were cold, and a strong aura burst out suddenly, and he was about to make a gesture.

He just couldn't find a chance to make a move. If he could drag the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the strong man in fire armor to make a move together, then he was [-]% sure of getting that terrifying sword.

The three of them obviously regarded Xi Qianye as He Baizhu's younger generation, a supreme being who cannot be humiliated, and with a cultivation base like them, the most important thing is face.Just like the previous Youtu Zunwang, he also went to war because of his face.

It's unreasonable for you, a junior ant, to dare to shout in front of them. Do you think that you can ignore them if you have an elder at the level of a supreme king?

"Kneel down and apologize, otherwise you won't be able to leave alive today."

The strong man in the fire armor said in a cold voice, although he was talking to Xi Qianye, his eyes were looking at He Baizhu, obviously watching her reaction.

Although He Baizhu has a strong cultivation base and possesses terrifying weapons, it is absolutely impossible for one to fight against three.

Under such circumstances, she shouldn't have to fight them to the end, she would probably let the rude junior in front of her respectfully apologize.

"That's right, kneel down and apologize, and slap yourself ten times, otherwise you will be buried in Huangquan."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar also had a gloomy expression, as creepy as a poisonous snake.Not only was he seriously injured just now, but he also lost a lot of face. At this moment, a junior stood up and provoked him without hesitation, which just gave him a chance to regain some face.

I believe that if you can become the supreme king, the woman in front of you is not stupid, and it is impossible to completely turn against them because of a junior.

However, He Baizhu suddenly laughed, Yuzhi pointed at the three strong men in fire armor, and smiled flamboyantly.

"What's the meaning!"

He Baizhu's reaction made all three of the strong man in the fire armor stunned.

"Idiot, if you want to kill him, just go ahead and kill him, I will never care." He Baizhu folded his arms, looking as if he had nothing to do with himself.

The three strong men in fire armor frowned slightly, something was wrong, the reaction of the woman in front of them was too unexpected.

"Since you say you don't care, then I'm not being polite."

Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. Among the three, he looked gentle on the surface, but he had the most violent personality.You Qi had just suffered a big loss in He Baizhu's hands, and he had long harbored a grudge, so he immediately made a move without saying a word.

The Chuanhe River cloud fan turned into a stream of light, suddenly struck out, and slammed into Xi Qianye fiercely, the majestic power of the Supreme swept across, obviously did not intend to hold back, trying to kill the junior in front of him with one blow.

Stupid!
Looking at the dead middle-aged Confucian scholar, He Baizhu felt overjoyed.

Xi Qianye raised his eyes slightly, looked at the Chuanhe cloud fan that was coming towards him, and flicked it with his fingers.

There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and the menacing Chuanhe River cloud fan burst directly, turning into fragments that filled the sky and blasting back.

what!
The complexion of the middle-aged Confucian scholar changed drastically, and he spat out mouthfuls of blood with a puff, his breath was sluggish, and his vitality was severely injured.

The Chuanhe Cloud Fan has been refined for thousands of years with his mind and spirit, and it has long been integrated with his spirit and soul. At this moment, it was completely destroyed, and the backlash force also blew up one-third of his spirit and soul.This is an injury to the root, if there is no Tiancaidibao to heal the injury, it may not be able to recover for hundreds of years.

The strong man in fire armor and the horned monster did not expect such a situation to happen, their pupils constricted and their eyes were full of horror.

The frightening sword that the woman in white just used only slightly damaged Chuanhe's cloud fan, and the young man in front of him actually completely destroyed Chuanhe's cloud fan with just one flick of his fingers...

How is that possible...!
The Chuanhe cloud fan is a supreme weapon, who can easily destroy it, even if the existence of the fourth level of the supreme king is difficult to do it.

Whoosh whoosh!
The Chuanhe River cloud fan was blown up, and fragments flew all over the sky, each piece seemed to be able to shoot through the void, containing an unparalleled and terrifying impact force.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was the first to bear the brunt, because the eyes of the spirit and soul were damaged, and there was no time to avoid it. He was shot into briquettes by the terrifying tide of debris.The strong man in the fire armor and the horned monster were also uncomfortable. The power contained in the fragments of the Chuanhe Cloud Fan after being crushed was too terrifying. Each piece seemed to be equivalent to a full blow from the third-level existence of the Supreme King.

Although the strong man in the fire armor avoided most of the metal fragments, there were still a few pieces that were too late to dodge, and several blood holes were hit on his body, dripping with blood.The horned monster was the only creature among the three who had cultivated to the third level of the supreme king. His condition was a little better, but he was also pale due to the blood of the impact.

"run!"

The strong man in the fire armor didn't even think about it, he dragged his injured body and fled desperately.

The horned monster reacted faster than the strong man in fire armor, and started to run away almost immediately.

As for the middle-aged Confucian scholar, no one cares about him at all. When his life is threatened, who cares about his life and death.

Xi Qianye stepped forward, like a puff of smoke, and appeared in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's place in an instant.

The whole body of the middle-aged Confucian scholar was shattered, bloody and bloody, and he couldn't see the human form at all, but as the supreme king, his vitality was extremely strong, so he naturally didn't die so easily. Given time, he could completely reshape his physical body.

But Xi Qianye was already close in front of him, and slowly stretched out a hand to press on the void, the void seemed to be frozen, and he was directly pressed in place, unable to move a bit.

"Forgive me! Please forgive me, my lord. I won't dare again."

The soul of the middle-aged Confucian scholar exudes extremely frightening fluctuations, desperately begging for help, if his body can move, he might just kneel down and kowtow.Since he became the supreme king, although there have been several crises, he has never been so close to death.The almost divine power that he couldn't resist, couldn't get rid of, made him almost despair.

With his hands behind his back, Xi Qianye looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar indifferently, ignoring his begging for mercy.

A supreme king with such a violent personality, how many people in the world will be harmed if he lives.

A corpse pattern of the Underworld Emperor drilled out from Xi Qianye's fingertips, and directly penetrated into the body of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The body of the middle-aged Confucian scholar trembled, and after a few struggles, there was no more sound. Absorbed and refined by the underworld emperor's corpse pattern, the flesh and blood body was also reduced to ashes, which swayed to the ground.

After killing the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Xi Qianye disappeared again, and when he appeared, he was already standing in front of the strong man in fire armor.

The strong man in the fire armor was pale and his scalp was numb. Is the person in front of him a devil?

"Ah! Die for me."

Facing a dangerous situation, the strong man in the fire armor erupted fiercely in his heart, mobilized all his strength, and punched Xi Qianye fiercely.

His cultivation base is better than that of the middle-aged Confucian scholars, almost equivalent to the peak of the second level of the Supreme King. At this moment, he is trying his best to make a move. It is really like a meteorite falling from the sky, with the potential to destroy the world.

(End of this chapter)