Battle God Emperor - C1392

At the end of the speech, a terrible momentum swept across the sky. Dou Tian felt his head confused for a while, and then suddenly looked up to the front.

I saw a middle-aged man in his forties looking at doutian with a sneer. Obviously, it was him who attacked doutian with his soul just now.

“Go away!”

Doutian is still just a shout of rage. Meanwhile, the soul of Hongmeng’s war spirit is at the top of the world, and it goes straight to the middle-aged man.

Poof! The middle-aged man felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and hit the wall heavily. He looked at doutian in horror.

“No way, how could he be so strong!” Dugu is so stupid.

The middle-aged man was sent by the Dugu family to protect him. With his unlimited strength close to the peak of Hongmeng God of war, he was also drunk by doutian?

But doutian Mingming is a monk in the third small realm of Hongmeng God of war. How can his strength be so terrible!

“Just now that was the soul’s coercion. You are a spiritual practitioner specializing in soul!” Lin Ao suddenly thought of something and looked at Dou Tian in surprise.

As children of the ancient people, they naturally know many secrets that others don’t know.

As for divine cultivation, Lin AO and others naturally know that this kind of person’s cultivation may be very low, but the soul strength is very strong. Even if the third small realm of Hongmeng war god defeats the peak of Hongmeng war god, it is possible.

Of course, the premise is that God practitioners are unprepared. Otherwise, it’s not so easy for them to step into battle.

Compared with physical training, spiritual training has certain advantages in the same level of combat, but the advantages are not so obvious. Otherwise, most people will choose spiritual training.

However, the practice of spiritual cultivation is far more difficult than physical cultivation, which is not successful for ordinary people. Otherwise, nine out of ten people would not choose physical cultivation.

“Shenxiu?” Hearing the speech, they all looked at doutian in surprise. Many people unconsciously stepped back several steps, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

“Brother Jian, are you really a god cultivator?” Chu yunbei’s tone was a little trembling. He found that the more he contacted with doutian, the more surprised he was.

“Where is the God of war in Hongmeng?” Dou Tian smiles calmly. He doesn’t want to be treated as a monster.

“It’s true that the real Shenxiu is qualified to call it that only when he breaks through the peak of Hongmeng war god realm in legend. Unfortunately, it’s so difficult to break through the peak of Hongmeng war god realm.” Chu Qingyang sighed.

For most people, the peak of Hongmeng war god is a natural moat. It is almost impossible to break through the peak of Hongmeng war god.

At least for hundreds and thousands of years, he has never heard of anyone breaking through the peak of the legendary Hongmeng God of war.

Dugu momei’s eyes are flickering, and they are full of fear when they look at doutian. They know that they are doomed to lose face today.

Is that all?

It’s impossible. He is also one of the heirs of the Dugu family. He was cut off here. How can he forget it!

“Chu yunbei, I’m willing to accept defeat in this gamble, but you Chu family dare to break my arm. My Dugu family must get back justice.” Dugu was unpredictable and could only retreat.

He knew that seven star Xuan Ji Chi was impossible to get back. Now he just wanted to kill Dou Tian to get back some face.

“I’m not from the Chu family.” Chu cloud North hasn’t opened his mouth yet, but Dou Tian smiles and shakes his head.

“You’re not from the Chu family?” Dugu is unpredictable. He almost doesn’t have a mouthful of old blood. He looks at doutian with anger.

“Southern region, sword world.” Doutian is indifferent and says very seriously.

“Since you are not from the Chu family, you can die.” Dugu Mo bellowed and waved his hand, “Uncle Yun, kill him!”

The middle-aged man who had been shocked by doutian before saw this, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked towards doutian. Although doutian’s soul strength was stronger than him, as long as he was careful, doutian could not help him.

As for strength, as a monk in the ninth small realm of Hongmeng God of war, would he be afraid of a man in the third small realm of Hongmeng God of war?

“Boy, I’ll give you a chance to make your own decisions, so you can still leave a whole body.” For his own strength, the middle-aged man is very confident.

On him, there was an air of being or not, and the friars all around retreated one after another.

“Although the boy’s soul strength is good, his strength is still too low.” The crowd shook their heads secretly. In their eyes, doutian would die.

As for the ninth realm of Hongmeng God of war, doutian has not really touched it after he sealed himself.

He also wants to try to find out where his bottom line is without using other means.

“Fight if you want.” Doutian light way, spread out palm, white Shura sword suddenly appeared in the hand, lest expose identity, Shura sword also didn’t become blood color.

However, the Shura sword still exudes the murderous spirit, and the crowd around him looks at the Shura sword in doutian’s hand, with goose bumps on his body.”It’s a terrible sword. It’s stained with the blood of many creatures.”

“I feel it. It’s a Shura field under this sword!”

The crowd looked at doutian with fear. If doutian was as cool as the wind before, now he seems to be a ferocious God. He may kill at any time.

“Brother sword!” Chu yunbei looks at Dou Tian worried.

“It’s my business.” Doutian shakes his head. He usually doesn’t look for trouble, but he is never afraid of anything. It happens that he needs to confirm something in his heart now.

The ninth small realm of Hongmeng God of war may be terrible, but it doesn’t scare doutian.

“Since you don’t want your face, you’ll be dead!” The middle-aged man sneered, then said no, and suddenly put his hand to doutian.

“The face is for oneself, not for others!” Doutian God is indifferent, and his body flies like a swallow. He appears outside the Tiansheng building.

In this ancient city of Chu family, doutian can offend anyone, but for the time being, he doesn’t dare to offend the Chu family. If Tiansheng building is destroyed, it will be him.

Of course, with the strength of doutian, they may not be able to destroy Tiansheng building.

“Want to run?” With a sneer, the middle-aged man quickly chased him out. It was hard to break into Tiansheng building from outside, but it was easy to leave from Tiansheng building.

“Go out and have a look!” Chu yunbei drinks lightly, stares at Dugu momei coldly, and then flies to the outside world.

Outside, the middle-aged man instantly blocked doutian’s way, took doutian’s chest with one punch, and a cold air immediately enveloped doutian. The terrible cold air frozen the world, and doutian felt that he couldn’t move.

“Cold!” Doutian can’t help shivering. This man deserves to be the ninth small realm cultivation of Hongmeng God of war. He understands the meaning of heaven and earth. With one thought, he can change the surrounding environment.

This cold, cold to the bone marrow, in addition to the dragon dance, this is the first time doutian encountered such a terrible cold air.

“Broken!” Doutian drinks lightly, and the Shura sword in his hand trembles. The endless sword Qi blooms from him, and the sharp Qi dominates the world.