Chapter 774

Each of the nine powerful emperors is able to reach the divine realm, and each one is enough to kill any one of the king's disciples, even the king's disciples.

In the face of a strong man who will kill himself at any time.

It's no wonder that the martial arts association of this half step God is so bitter and astringent.

Although dayanzong and canghaizong belong to the same five major sects and belong to the alliance relationship, neither Junzi Xiao of the Dayan sect nor Duan kongchen, his disciple, has the slightest favor.

Qin Feng had a bad impression on him.

Cut off the dust.

Strong Yan's opponent, unexpectedly will be broken empty dust!

Qin Feng's eyebrows suddenly couldn't help but move slightly.

Look at her opponent.

It's Lieyan!

All of a sudden, in the side of Qinfeng, a person's figure twinkles with brilliance.

After the White Emperor's sword went down.

"Hum"

the other nine King level disciples and Emperor level disciples all met their opponents. The call of God's light is random and will not change because of the strength of the opponent.

Of course, it's not just the half step master.

His own divine light has reached a certain degree, but unfortunately he met the White Emperor sword. Now the light behind him is similar to that of Qin Feng.

This is also due to the bad luck of the half step master.

Simple ordinary disciples will not change much.

The light behind the Nine Emperors has reached a limit, or a bottleneck. Only when they meet the king level or the emperor level disciples of the same level can they change.

The light behind the White Emperor's sword was so strong that it turned into a real sword. It was more than ten meters long. It seemed that it would penetrate the sky at any time. In a flash, the light of the God's light with the thickness of the thumb was only slightly bright, and then there was no reaction.

Then, on the other side's body, a light of God's brilliance with the thickness of thumb integrated into the back of the White Emperor sword.

The half step of the disciple was beaten out by the sword. His mouth was covered with blood, and he was unable to fight again.

"Boom"

suddenly, a sharp sword Qi directly tears the space.

The fingers of the White Emperor sword flicked gently.

"Shua"

is so fast that it seems to be torn by an invisible force.

However, the strong blue wind disappeared when it was only three feet away from the White Emperor sword.

"Whew"

quickly appeared in front of the White Emperor sword.

Obviously, this disciple has already understood the artistic conception of the force of wind, and has skillfully applied it to himself. The strong wind moves out and forms a huge vigorous wind.

This blue strong wind, lingering a kind of elegant air, just like the real wind, in the elegant, flying up and down, people can't understand the true meaning.

In an instant, the disciple's hands, a strong blue wind has been quickly hit out.

The sound crossed.

"Kill!"

Bai Di's sword smiles indifferently.

"Give me more advice!"

The disciple opened his mouth to the White Emperor sword and said slowly.

In front of so many people, even if they know that they have failed, they can never admit defeat directly.

"Please give me more advice."

"Strong Yan"

her figure twinkles, and her delicate body has appeared on the battlefield.

She has a delicate body and a delicate face. She has a natural momentum in her facial features. If this kind of momentum appears in men, it is a kind of domineering, but it is rare in women.