Chapter 2157: Next 1

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The five-color flames passed, and the void was burned out of a vacuum belt, and even the woods between the mountains below began to burn.
call....!
The flame was too empty, just a roll, like a strong wind blowing through the fine sand and flowing over the body of Emperor Nanming.
Under the eyes of countless pairs of eyes, the body of Emperor Nanming maintained the one-handed front finger and the look of horror, so it instantly turned into ashes, was blown by the wind, and swept the whole sky.
The position where Emperor Nanming had just stood was empty.
The eighth emperor of the Ming tribe
Above the high altitude, there is nothing else except the strange and trembling five-colored flame that slowly dissipates.
At this moment, everyone, including the Emperor of Cangxue, looked like petrified, and stood there instantly.
If it was an ordinary warrior, or even the Emperor Beiming, they would be astonished by the fire of Chu Yan and burned to ashes, and everyone would not be so surprised.
Because the Nanming Emperor himself is the Jin Danshi, and is a strong cult of the Ming tribe.
His ability to control fire is not comparable to the Cangxue Shengdi in the whole Hades.
But now, the Nanming Emperor, who is the strongest of the Ming people, has died under the fire, this ...
"next!"
He didn't wait for everyone to react. In the air, Chu Yan looked indifferent, his eyes moved sideways, and he turned his head to look into the distance.
"hiss...!"
Almost in Chu Yan's eyes, when he touched the eyes of Dongming Emperor, the Emperor Dongming trembled and his eyes twitched violently.
"escape!"
Almost without thinking, the Emperor Dongming turned and left, behind him, the abyss of ancient demons roared and rushed straight up.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Chu Yan, the White Tiger and the Soul of the Abyss, the king of the abyss ancient demon, three figures, two black and one white, like three lightnings, across the sky, split straight towards the Emperor Dongming who ran towards the sky.
Chu Yan, who was originally not considered by the eight emperors of the Ming tribe, slayed two emperors one after another.
The original eight emperors of the Ming tribe became the six emperors of the Ming tribe directly.
If the Emperor Dongming still didn't understand, Chu Yan now isn't the one he can match, then he is not worthy of being the emperor.
We must know that among the hundreds of millions of people of the Hades, who want to climb under one person and become the emperor over 10,000 people, not only rely on strong cultivation and strength, but also, more importantly, the way of survival.
Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation time, warriors who do not know the way of survival, afraid of 10,000 deaths, not many.
At this time, the Emperor Dongming had thoughts in his head, and his heart was full of fear. He had to find a way, otherwise he was dead!
Because behind him, not only is Chu Yan alone, but also an abyss ancient demon king who has just levelled with him, and another white tiger war spirit comparable to the strength of the great emperor.
Three to one, there is no chance of winning!
Therefore, at this time, the Great Emperor Dongming collapsed, and he did not even dare to look back, and fled all the way towards the sky, faster and faster.
"Can you escape !?"
Chu Yan's eyes lightened suddenly, and Hao Tianjian trembled gently in his hand.
"go with!"
With a word of order, Hao Tianjian disappeared instantly. In the void, only a little starlight flashed, and he instantly lost his trace.
"Don't chase, let's go!"
With the disappearance of Haotian Sword, Chu Yan waved his hand, took the White Tiger War Spirit and the Ancient Demon King, turned around and walked away.
In that way, it seemed that the Emperor Dongming escaped, and he did not plan to hunt.
However, when the three of Chu Yan walked out, the sky suddenly hundreds of miles behind them suddenly lit a little cold.
The cold light, like a shining star in the sky, is fleeting.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-stained flower bloomed on the endless sky, and it was fascinating, like the flower of death, blooming.
When Chu Yan and the White Tiger battled the soul, and the ancient demon king, the three of them flew in parallel to the West Emperor ...
Hundreds of miles behind, a corpse fell from the air and fell to the endless mountains below, disappearing instantly without trace.
The heavenly strong man, countless eyes, looked at the mountains in the distance, his face shocked.
This ... this is dead! ?
However, how did this Emperor Dongming die! ?
call out...!
Just when everyone was shocked and confused, a dazzling bright light came from above the sky in the distance.
With the sound of a long sword howling, like a terrifying rainbow, it fell into Chu Yan's right hand.
Sixth-order magic soldier, Haotian sword!
Everyone's eyes looked at Chu Yan's right hand, and above that peerless soldier, there was a touch of glamorous Yin Hong, flowing gently along the direction of the blade.
Tick!
An extremely slight drop of blood sounded, but on this deadly sky, such a subtle sound, like a mountain, blew in everyone's mind at the same time.
Bleeding like thunder, echoing the heavens!
Thousands of miles of flying swords, killing thousands of miles away, these magical soldiers, these swords will make everyone's understanding of the sword repair completely collapse.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on Chu Yan in a black robe.
To be precise, it was concentrated on the long sword in his hands, like that sword, and in Chu Yan's hands, he had life and was no longer a cold killer.
However, like Cangxue Shengdi, Ling Shuangtian, High Priest and others, they were absolutely shocked.
Because they have never heard of that magical soldier with the ability like Haotian Sword ...
Feijian kills! ?
Even the million years ago recorded on the mainland, the mighty sword repair of the world did not seem to have such an emperor skill.
Now, seeing with their own eyes, they have already set off a stormy sea in their hearts, and within a short time, they cannot believe it.
"next!"
A cold voice sounded, and Chu Yan's sword in his hand moved gently, pointing at the four emperors of the Ming tribe. The only surviving one was the Western Emperor.
The glaring sword edge pointed at the burly Xi Ming Emperor, and the tall Ming Emperor had a look of panic on his face.
"You ... don't come over!"
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Even the legs trembled, and the energy in the whole body seemed to lose all of an instant.
Roar...!
A trembling beast shouted, a huge lion's palm fell from the sky, and he was patted heavily on Emperor Ximing.
With a loud bang, the body of Emperor Ximing was blasted like a meteor and fell straight towards a mountain below.
The black marsh lion scorpion waved a violent gas wave and chased to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, everyone could hear that a scream of a pig was screaming in the roar of that beast in the mountain, echoing the whole sky.
At the same time, Bai Hu and Suzaku Wuhun, the ancient demon king, Qi Qi rushed to the remaining four Hades, and the fighting broke out again.
End of this chapter
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