Emperor of Death

Chapter 927
The ten Martial Kings rushing out from behind Yankui exuded an extremely strong aura of terror. They shot out from the sky, shooting towards the crowd of dragon blood warriors like terrifying shells.

While people were still in the sky, their bodies exuded an extremely icy cold air. Using the power of ice, they condensed strands of solid ice and blasted down fiercely.

The dragon blood warriors below were still running, and only a few people raised their heads and gave these Martial Kings a cold look.

Just as the Martial Kings were about to land, the dragon blood warriors below suddenly raised their shields.

"Boom!" The strength of the Martial Kings hit the shield.

In an instant, the frost filled the air, and countless soldiers held up their shields and were frozen, motionless like crystal ice sculptures.

The Martial Kings also fell to the ground.

"Go to hell." The fallen King Wu slapped the ice sculptures in front of him fiercely, as if the ice sculptures would turn into ice crystals and shatter in the next moment.

"Crack, click!" The frozen ice sculptures suddenly moved, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on their bodies. The next moment, the ice crystals shattered, revealing the dragon blood warriors holding long knives inside.

"How could this happen?" The masters of King Wu were stunned for a moment. In their view, they were just a group of ordinary soldiers who could resist under their power.Then, they saw that the dragon blood warrior put away the long knife in his hand and slammed it forward with his fist.

Someone murmured: "If the general hadn't asked to take prisoners, I would have killed you bastards right now."

Countless fists smashed on the bodies of the martial king masters. With such power, these martial kings could not resist at all. The opponent's strength was terrifying and powerful.

In just one breath, these martial kings were all knocked down on the ground, and then countless kicks were kicked at their bodies. Although they wanted to live, they had to be beaten to death.

Then someone came forward with the magic rope and trapped them firmly, but if there was still dishonesty, another fist would be inevitable.

In the sky, Yankui showed an unbelievable expression and said: "The power of death."

Someone said: "It seems to be the reinforcements of the Death Empire. Damn, these nosy bastards."

"Elder, the army below is about to collapse." At the same time, the people around Yankui said to him.The dragon blood warriors below seemed to blow a whirlwind, and the army was getting smaller and smaller, and they were dying out quickly.

"Damn it!" Yu Meng shouted angrily, and then rushed forward fiercely with a big knife in his hand.

"Go to hell!" Yu Meng jumped up, slashing down with the long knife fiercely.

Then, Yu Meng saw in astonishment that a figure in white clothes flew from a distance, and his clothes fluttered like a fairy in the dust. This beautiful scenery almost stunned Yu Meng and Yan Kui and others who were further away.

These people are all masters, and they have seen many beauties, but this is the first time I have seen such a beauties, she is so beautiful, there is no flaw in the beauty, the beauty is amazing...

Then the beauty held a long sword with an icy aura in her hand. Even if it was held in the hands of such a beauty, the sharpness of the sword could not be taken away by her master.

Anyone who took a look at this sword would subconsciously realize that it is a peerless weapon.

Wang Ziyu's speed was very fast, he came to Yu Meng's front in a blink of an eye, and then stabbed out with the long sword in his hand.

"Little girl, stay with me obediently." Yu Meng smiled grimly, turned the long knife in his hand, and ruthlessly met Wang Ziyu who was flying towards him.

Both of them exuded an abnormally cold aura, and trails of cold white mist remained behind them.

Wang Ziyu's expression was indifferent, even a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he only used his own strength.

Then, Yu Meng passed by Wang Ziyu.

Wang Ziyu stopped in the sky, the cold wind blew past, shaking her clothes, the fluttering of her white clothes and black hair was very moving.

But Yu Meng fell from the sky and hit the ground hard. When he was about to get up, he saw a group of dragon blood warriors stepping forward and stomping on it with their feet.

Yu Meng had already been severely injured by Wang Ziyu's blow, how could he stop the dragon blood warrior's frenzied attack, and he became dying in a blink of an eye.

"Ice Snow Fairy!" Seeing Yu Meng's defeat, Yan Kui was not angry but happy. Once an existence like Wang Ziyu was caught, her usefulness would be unimaginable.

"Unexpectedly, Bingxue has the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor at a young age, and can even defeat Yu Meng." Someone sighed.

"No wonder the human race dared to set up fortifications here. It turns out that there is such a master in charge." Someone said in a deep voice.

"It's not right, look at those soldiers from the Empire of Death, they are rushing towards us."

Yan Kui said coldly: "I'll deal with Wang Ziyu, you will destroy these soldiers."

Behind Yankui, there are many Wuhuang and Wuwang, in their opinion, they are enough to resist the soldiers below.

"Yes!" The powerful men behind responded, and then, hundreds of masters at the level of Martial King or above rushed fiercely at the dragon blood warriors below.

The two sides are about to collide.

Then, these masters were shocked to find that before they landed, the soldiers of the death empire suddenly flew up and rushed into the sky.

Seeing the soaring soldiers one by one, many masters were dumbfounded, as if they were dreaming and unbelievable.

They didn't see the power of the army, they only saw the Wu Kings flying into the sky one by one relying on their own abilities.

This army is actually composed entirely of King Wu?Do you want to be so exaggerated.

The brains of countless masters couldn't turn around, as if they had encountered the most bizarre thing in the world.

At the same time, the martial king masters in the front row put away their weapons, only holding their shields, and slammed them forward with their shields.

Many masters of the Extreme Cold Zongwu King who had just come into contact with them were ruthlessly smashed from the sky to the ground by the dragon blood warrior's shield.

The powerful individual strength is shocking. They are not only real Wuwangs, but also very powerful individual Wuwangs, far stronger than the Wuwangs of the Extreme Cold Sect.

This time, the Dragon Blood Warrior dispatched 5000 people from Huang Xinrou,

The flying dragon blood warriors were only 2000 people, and the remaining 3000 people continued to rush towards the soldiers of the Extreme Cold Sect.

No matter whether it is Wu Wang or Wu Huang, they can't stop the dragon blood fighters from joining forces. If you don't promote Wu Zun, you can't ignore the number. So many Wu Wang, even Yan Kui, the first-rank Wu Zong, have deep fear in their hearts. .

The masters of the Extreme Cold Sect in the sky landed like dumplings, and then someone below was responsible for receiving these captives and tied them up with magic ropes.

The other Dragon Blood Warriors flew close to the ground, causing an overwhelming massacre to the remaining [-] soldiers.

The blood was flowing on the ground, and there were continuous wailing sounds from the sky and the earth. The dragon blood warriors did not need these captives.

(End of this chapter)