Chapter 2592: Kill slower

"Sacred Shadow and Xuanmu, what are they using?"
"The Lord and the others had the upper hand just now, so how come they were seriously injured in an instant? How could this be possible?"
"Hall of Dongyan was hit hard by the holy shadow! The five-star holy master is no match for the four-star holy one?"
The big forces are all dumbfounded, and their faces are full of panic and shock.
Hall Master Dongyan waited for several Hall Masters, at this moment, their faces were all unbelievable and their expressions stiff.
"Sacred Shadow, what kind of magic do you use?" Dong Yanqiang asked with the horror in his heart. At the moment of a head-on, he felt intense fear.
"You are not qualified to know!" Shengying sneered.
"Shoo!"
"Chichichichi!"
At the same time, Xuan Ying had begun a unilateral massacre, and blood was raining in the dim void, and corpses fell from the sky one after another.
The scene is and brutal, with heavy casualties.
"Leave them to me! Go and kill others!" Xuan Ying said coldly, his cold words were creepy.
"You ask for more blessings!" Xuan Mu said with a sneer.
Saints such as Saint Shadow and Xuan Mu also began to kill mercilessly.
"Xuan Ying! You despicable villain! You actually took advantage of the emptiness to enter!" The Hall Master Dongyan exploded and suddenly shouted angrily.
"The shadow guard killed people, just look at the result, don't you know?" Xuan Ying's voice was cold and bitter, and every word was breathtakingly cold and murderous.
"laugh!"
The black shadow was fleeting, and the head of the Hall Master Dongyan flew out, blood gushing out.
The main body of the Dongyan Palace was seriously injured, and in front of Xuanying, he was unable to resist.
"Xuan Ying! Are you tired of your life? With the martial arts temple powerhouse, don't even want to survive!" A hall master yelled at Xuan Ying in horror.
"You talk too much!" Xuan Ying's cold voice appeared on the left side of the palace master, extremely weird.
"laugh!"
Xuan Ying waved his hand, the head of the palace owner moved, and another strong man fell.
"Why isn't the strong man in the Spirit Temple coming? Regardless of whether we live or die?"
"Damn it! Why doesn't the old patriarch send anyone?"
Seeing the cold-blooded massacre of the mysterious shadow, the demon clan and the martial soul temple sat down with more panic, and even felt desperate.
The fainthearted are all starting to run for their lives.
Wuhun Temple and the strong men of the Heavenly Demon Race have not yet seen their presence.
Looking at the ruthless battlefield, Shan Tong shook his head and smiled: "Isn't the support here yet? The Heavenly Devil Zhu and Xuanzun Gu are kind enough to give us the Southern Territory."
"Brother Feng, the Southern Territory has already controlled the battle, and the Heavenly Demon Race and the Martial Spirit Temple have not seen strong support." Shan Tong said through the voice.
"Then kill it slowly." Feng Wuchen heard a voice, neither salty nor light.
"Kill slower?" Shan Tong was taken aback, and Feng Wuchen would have to wait for the support from the strong of the Demon Race and the Spirit Temple?
"Brother Feng, are you serious?" Shan Tong asked uncertainly.
"The war books are all down, or they should do it first, is it necessary to face them? Who will kill who!" Feng Wuchen domineering sound transmission.
The cold sweat of the single pupil was scared.
"Master Supreme has an order! Kill slowly!" Shan Tong immediately yelled at the battlefield.
"Kill slowly?" Xuan Ying was taken aback, just about to kill the sixth holy priest, and then coldly said: "Let you live for a while, rest well, and then kill again later."
"Brother Feng, what do you want to do?" Long Qianye looked stunned and puzzled.
"Shan Tong, what does it mean to kill slower? Are you sure that Brother Feng said it?" Nie Wufeng asked in amazement, his expression a little dazed.
"Lord Supreme, let us kill a little bit slower?" Shengying and others were also stupid.
Kill the enemy more slowly?
The cultivators of the major forces who sat down in the Heavenly Demon Race and the Martial Spirit Temple all opened their eyes wide and stunned.
This is simply an insult to the Heavenly Demon Race and Wuhun Temple!
Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, an awkward smile appeared on Shantong's face and said, "Yes, kill slowly."
"Asshole! When we come from the powerful demon clan, we will tear you all to pieces!" The demon clan and the martial soul temple sat down with the powerful powers.
"Brother Feng meant that he waited for the powerhouses of the Celestial Demon Race and Martial Spirit Temple to sit down to support and then kill." Shan Tong continued.
"So that's the case. Just wait for your support to come before you kill. You go back first." Long Qianye smiled generously and waved his hand to signal the enemy to retreat.
"Go back, and kill you again in a while!" Long Tian sneered with a sneer, and then threw out a Saint Emperor powerhouse like a trash.
"Hurry up and let your strong guys come over, this guardian hasn't killed it!" Long Qianye shouted, with an invincible posture.
The powerful enemy is so angry that his lungs are about to explode, with hideous faces and gritted teeth.
For a time, the two sides temporarily ceased the war.
"By the way, Brother Feng, what's the matter with that real celestial powerhouse? How do you know the existence of this person?" Shan Tong asked curiously.
"Emperor Huangyan told me that you don't understand many things that I have said now. This mysterious real immortal powerhouse may be the one who divided all walks of life back then, or one of those defeated." Feng Wuchen Voice Transmission Tao.
"The defeated?" Shan Tong didn't understand.
"I will tell you slowly later, I have to deal with the holy tower. By the way, let Li Moyang and the three of them come to the holy tower immediately. I have something to look for them." Feng Wuchen said, what a real immortal expert. , Feng Wuchen didn't worry at all.
"I have transmitted the sound to let them rush over." Shan Tong transmitted the sound.
"Good disciple, how do you know about the defeated? The Great Emperor Shui Yan told you?" The Great Emperor Wushuang asked through voice transmission.
"The messenger of heaven and earth order told me that I am now the master of the order of heaven and earth and the master of the messenger. They have to listen to my orders. It is still the help of Emperor Shuiyan." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.
"It turns out that this person has the aura of the ancient immortal world in his body, and he should be a defeated person." Wushuang Great Emperor said through a voice transmission.
"Sure enough!" Feng Wuchen nodded secretly.
"Husband, how are you going to deal with them?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked.
"It's easy, just win them." Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, no difficulty at all.
Mie Hun frowned and shook his head: "Brother Feng, they have several holy emperor realm alchemists, and they have participated in alchemist conferences. They are genius alchemists in the Northern Profound Realm. It is not easy to win them."
"Not only that, there is also a Saint Emperor Realm Alchemist behind them, who is quite famous in the Northern Profound Realm." Qianhun solemnly said.
"No problem, spread the news, the holy tower will challenge them, and it's best to spread the entire Northern Profound Realm." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.
"Brother Feng, are you so sure? You are only a holy monarch realm alchemist now. Can you win a holy emperor realm alchemist?" Liu Qingyang asked in disbelief.
"Did I say that I was compared with them? They are not qualified yet." Feng Wuchen grinned.