The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1598 Blood comes!
Emperor Yan? ! ! !
Hearing this long-lost name again after such a long time, many holy guard judges and bishops raised their heads in the battlefield.

Li Haotian, who was fighting fiercely with Qi Gan, was also shocked. Regardless of the two horrific wounds on his body, he struggled to distance himself, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the square, his eyes trembling violently.

Indeed.

At the front of the square, a figure descended from the sky holding a black shattered blade.

Because of his appearance, the fighting in full swing came to an unbelievable short pause.

"He actually didn't die?!"

Although he had been prepared for a long time, Adam was still quite shocked when he saw that Emperor Yan really appeared.

"It's no wonder that the temple is on fire recently. It turns out that Emperor Yan is secretly fanning the wind."

"Abe Xuanji, these people, I am afraid he found them. It has been more than a year since the battle of Lirenyuan. He has only shown up now. I am afraid that he has made sufficient preparations."

Eve said, looking over there with calm and rational eyes, without any personal emotion.

"Do you think he is really sure to defeat the temple?"

Adam turned his head.

"Even if he can find Abe Xuanji Jade Rakshasa to help out, but the temple is punished by heaven, and no one has seen how powerful the Holy King is. How does he have the confidence to think that he can defeat the Holy King? Just relying on his... The Dawn Blade?"

No matter how Emperor Yan narrowly escaped death, he still remembers the Broken Blade in his hand.

Eve made no judgment.

"They have reached this point, and neither of them has regressed, so...wait and see."

"It's you?"

Cynthia stood up straight and stared closely at the leader of the underworld who had been revived from the dead. The trace of blood slowly overflowing from the corner of her mouth was enough to prove that this divine punishment was not really invincible.

"In Florence, you saved Chloe."

This is an affirmative sentence.

rather than interrogative sentences.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can repel her, not to mention, she recognized those eyes.

"The grievances and grievances between us, today, will be completely settled."

Li Futu didn't answer Cynthia's question, raised the Dawn Blade, and rushed towards the Holy King!

Cynthia's eyes narrowed, and her figure disappeared instantly.

"Your opponent is me!"

A gust of wind struck, blocking her progress.

"Yu Luocha, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Killing intent finally appeared in Cynthia's eyes, she swung her palm out, and shot with a red light, the world's number one killer was immediately thrown back, and fell to the ground hard!

"kill!"

Cui Pan took a deep breath and charged again.

"kill!!!"

The arrival of the leader aroused the fighting spirit of the people in the underworld, and the bloody battle resumed!
"Chong!"

The earth-shattering clash resounded through the sky.

Cynthia was entangled, and Li Futu drove straight in, holding the Blade of Dawn, carrying the force of a torrent, slashing violently in the air, and collided fiercely with the topaz scepter!
The air was oscillating, arousing strong air waves, like a storm blowing in vain, the floor on the square was lifted inch by inch, dust was flying, and the wind and clouds changed color!
The holy king looked peaceful, standing in place, not tall, but gave people a sense of towering and unshakable.

The violent shock force caused Li Futu to retreat violently. He stepped on a huge stone tablet in the square, his body turned into a sharp arrow, and shot again!

The black light is like a flash of black lightning!
"The future is terrifying."

With a sigh full of holiness and a "bang", the topaz scepter fell to the ground in vain, and at the same time, a layer of golden light emerged out of thin air, like a protective shell, enveloping the Holy King airtightly.

"boom!!!"

The Blade of Dawn slammed into the mask violently, and the mask shook slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

The holy king holds the scepter in his hand, stands in the hood, and remains motionless.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of violent bombardment was endless. Li Futu held the Dawn Blade and tried his best to attack continuously. The air was constantly torn apart. The square in front of St. Peter's Palace seemed to have an earthquake, with countless cracks and shocking.

But the leader of the temple remained as motionless as a mountain, just standing there quietly, like a towering mountain, which could not be shaken even by the rain and wind.

Adam was stunned.

Eve is also showing disbelief.

Everyone knew that the Holy King was extremely powerful, but this situation still broke their expectations and perceptions.

Emperor Yan survived the catastrophe, and the strength he showed has already shocked them. If Adam thought that if he fought to the death with Emperor Yan, the outcome would be five or five, but now, he no longer has even two levels of confidence. But Yan Di, who has progressed so rapidly, can't make him move half a step when facing the Supreme Sage King?

The surging anti-seismic force knocked Li Futu back again, and even the giant stone tablet with a height of [-] meters was broken, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Dao figure, clutching the Dawn Blade tightly.

In today's battle, he has devoted everything, and what he shoulders is not just personal life and death.

Around, Qin Yuyi, Yu Luocha, Cui Pan, and the others were still trying to stop Cynthia, and in Segantinis, there were people everywhere who were sacrificing their lives...

This battle cannot be defeated!

His eyes were dark, and his feet suddenly stamped on the ground.Blood splashed, and the extreme speed pierced through the boundaries of time and space. In the blink of an eye, he came to the sky above the head of the Holy King, like a winding and roaring black dragon.The Blade of Dawn engulfed the surging power of opening up the world, and ruthlessly suppressed the Pilgrim King!
"boom!!!"

The storm swept across in an instant, the floor tiles splashed, the square fell into chaos, and the sight became blurred.

A few seconds later, the chaos gradually dissipated, and I saw that the indestructible mask had disappeared, Li Futu was in the air, and the Holy King held the Blade of Dawn with his bare hands inconceivably, and then pulled it down.

"boom!!!"

Li Futu fell to the ground, his body rubbed against the ground, and retreated more than ten meters.

"In this world, your potential is unmatched by anyone. If you are given another ten years, the outcome of this battle may really be unpredictable."

The Holy King spoke slowly, neither sad nor happy.

Li Futu's whole body was bloody and bloody. Without saying a word, he put his hands on the ground and stood up again. Blood dripped from his body drop by drop.

The Holy King looked calm.

"You have tried your best, if you persist, you will only exhaust your energy and blood, your meridians will be broken, and you will die from exhaustion."

"We still lost."

Adam murmured, looking at the bloody figure, feeling a little inexplicably disappointed in vain.

"Holy King, what kind of skill is bullying the juniors? How many tricks have we used?"

A laugh that seemed to come from the ghost resounded in all directions.

Immediately.

The blood on the ground floated up out of thin air, gathered into a long scarlet and intense blood-colored dragon, and immediately the indomitable pilgrim king roared away!

The sky is covered with blood!

The Holy King's eyes froze, the scepter stood still, and the golden mask reappeared.

"boom!!!"

Bloody and golden collided suddenly.

Both colors burst and intertwine and mix together!
Gao Shan looked up, as if the invincible holy king stepped back three or four steps, narrowing his eyes slightly.

As far as the eyes can see, countless light and cold figures fly over, covering the sky and the sun.

Bloody, come!
(End of this chapter)