Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1933

Long Jingtian, unwilling to fall behind, shouted and rushed up. At the same time, he fought two enemies whose strength was not weaker than his. If he couldn't seize the first opportunity, he would wait to be beaten.

"Lao Wu, you can't hurt me. My life is in your hands. Don't let me be killed for the second time!" long Jingtian said so, but he was not afraid of the two strong enemies. He let out a loud dragon chant, showing that he went straight into the sky.

His strategy is very simple. He drags the other party to fly a kite and uses more flexible body methods to fight. He doesn't want to hurt the enemy. He waits for Wu Tian to solve his opponent.

Wu Tian welcomes his opponent. His mind is the same as that of long Jingtian. He doesn't want to defeat Wu Tian. As long as he drags Wu Tian, the three groups of battles over there will end one step first, and then concentrate on dealing with Wu Tian.

Wu Tian's name is not blown out. The monk who was just killed by Qibao Linglong tower has proved Wu Tian's strength to them.

This is interesting. The five people were divided into two groups of fierce battles. One of them took the form of wandering fighting. No one was willing to fight with all his strength and wanted to drag the battle down.

"It seems that the victory or defeat of this battle depends on the two of us. Compare and see who ends the battle first." the strong man with a machete said to his companion, "who will kill the opponent first and take one more piece when sharing the treasures after the end?"

"Shameless!" his companion glared at him, "you are good at calculating how long it will take to deal with two ancient saints. It must be your side that ends first!"

The strong man holding a machete laughed proudly and ran to Yang Teng and Lao sloppy.

The remaining strong man also went to the old man.

For the time being, the final outcome of the battle really depends on these two groups. The old man's strength is not as good as his opponent, and the strength of Yang Teng and Lao sloppy is even worse. They should be defeated first.

"After years of fighting side by side, old sloppy, do you have the confidence to solve this guy quickly." Yang Teng asked old sloppy with a smile.

"Remember, you owe me a favor!" the old slovenly said angrily, "I'm a disaster. What does this have to do with me? I was dragged into the water."

"What nonsense do you two have? Hurry up. I'll give you a little more time, and then you'll end your dog's life!" the strong man with a machete came step by step.

"I hate this guy!" the old sloppy glanced at each other, and then said to Yang Teng, "I'm responsible for the impact. You use the silver moon bow to cooperate with me, and then you enlarge the move to kill him, how about it."

The tone of contempt completely ignored the super strong man opposite. In the old slovenly view, although the strong man was strong, he was doomed to die when he and Yang Teng were selected as opponents.

Yang Teng looked at the other side. The battle over there had begun and nodded: "well, end the battle as soon as possible, and then go to solve those problems."

Hearing the conversation between Yang Teng and the old slovenly, the strong man holding a machete was angry and smiled in a hurry, "OK! Good! Are the friars in this era so arrogant! Two little friars in the ancient sage realm are actually discussing how to kill me. Are you sure this is not a joke!"

"Is it funny?" the old slob looked at each other in surprise. "Aren't you the cultivation of quasi emperor realm? You're great, just a loser!"

"When did it happen that we two killed the prospective emperor for the first time? How could I forget? At that time, it seemed that we had just advanced into the realm of refining emptiness period." the old slovenly asked Yang Teng.

Yang Teng shook his head. "There are too many prospective emperors to kill. Who will remember these little things? Anyway, I don't care about him. Let's do it!"

"OK!" the old sloppy body suddenly straightened up, changed the humble image just now, took down the Pluto sword, pointed to the strong man with machete opposite, "you are honored to die under the joint efforts of Yang Teng and me. This will be the most memorable thing in your life, but it's a pity that everything is over. I don't know where you come from. Shame!"

Yang Teng and Lao sloppy have worked together many times, and their tacit understanding does not need much communication.

When Lao sloppy took down the Pluto sword, Yang Teng had a long bow and a small coffin in his hand.

"Arrogant and ignorant young man! I'll tear you two to pieces!" how can a strong man with a machete tolerate such a great humiliation.

Who do you think you are, the great emperor and the strong!

"Kill!" the light of the knife flashed, and the machete cut through the void and cut into the old sloppy throat.

The strength of the strong who once competed for the throne of the great emperor is naturally extraordinary. The speed of this knife is so fast that the old sloppy eyes can't keep up with it.

When the crisis came, the old slob ignored it, completely ignored the light of the knife in front of him, and suddenly waved the sword in his hand.

"Pluto is here!"

This is the old sloppy dependence. Only by summoning the image of Pluto can he have the strength to fight against the strong enemy.

Of course, it's just that the image of the Pluto is absolutely impossible to fight against the quasi emperor strongman holding a machete. It's just a quasi emperor image. How powerful can it be? If the Pluto is here, it can fight fiercely against his opponents. After all, the Pluto was once a loser in competing for the throne of the great emperor, but it's a pity that the Pluto has fallen and left only this Pluto sword.

"The image of a quasi emperor in the area wants to fight against the old man. Is that your bottom?"

"I have it here too!" Yang Teng immediately urged the power of silver moon bow and summoned the image of silver moon quasi emperor.

"Zheng!" the sound of the bow string, the image of the silver moon prospective emperor, shot an arrow with a bow to interfere with the strong man holding a machete to attack the old slovenly.

This shows how tacit the cooperation between Yang Teng and old sloppy is.

The machete has fallen. He is about to break the image of Pluto and kill Lao sloppy. However, because of the image of Yinyue quasi emperor, the strong man holding the machete has to give up killing Lao sloppy, otherwise he will be hit by the arrow.

Lao slovenly absolutely trusts Yang Teng. He believes that before he gets hit by the knife, Yang Teng will come first, forcing the strong man opposite to give up the knife.

"Then solve you first!" the strong man with a machete instantly changed the attack target. Compared with the old slovenly, he thought Yang Teng was more hateful. The image of the prospective emperor who shoots arrows with a bow must be solved first, otherwise he will always be disturbed, so that he can't kill the old slovenly with all his strength.

"Don't worry, I've prepared a prospective emperor for you!" Yang Teng opened the small jade coffin and dropped blood into it to stimulate the dream of the remains of the prospective emperor.

The images of two prospective emperors and the remains of a prospective emperor can't kill the strong man with a machete. At least they can resist it.

Wu Tian and long Jingtian deal with their opponents and take time to see the battle on Yang Teng's side. They laugh at the same time.

"I really can play, but I think of such a way!" Wu Tian admired Yang Teng's imagination and used such a joking way to meet the strong enemy.

Don't worry about Yang Teng for the time being.

Whether it is the image of the quasi emperor or the remains of the quasi emperor, it is vulnerable in front of the real quasi emperor.

But Yang Teng and Lao slovenly tacitly cooperated, and the long-range attack was combined. The attack was really like that, so that the strong man with a machete couldn't get close for a time.

There were bursts of dragon chants from the clouds. Dragon Jingtian raised his body method to the limit and ran back and forth in the air with two strong enemies. He would never stop to fight with the enemy.

Wu Tianze pressed step by step and tried his best to pursue his opponent.

Only the old man had some difficulty in the battle.

It seemed that the strong enemy he was facing finally found that the key to victory was him. He immediately improved his attack power and launched a stormy attack.

"Two bastards! Do you really think I can't crack this little trick!" the strong man holding the machete was furious. He was blocked by two images of the prospective emperor and the remains of the prospective emperor at one stroke. It was a great shame!

If the image of the great emperor stops him, it's understandable. What are the two images of the quasi emperor.

In his rage, he spread his aura all over his body, and the machete fell a blade curtain, and the strong man bumped into the image of Pluto.

Ignoring the influence of the silver moon quasi emperor and the attack on the remains of the dream quasi emperor, the machete swept up, stretched out a knife from the knife curtain and cut horizontally to the old sloppy waist.

"Yang Teng! Hurry up and enlarge the move. If it goes on like this, I will be killed by him!" the old slob shouted loudly.

"Poof!" the image of Pluto blocked in front of the machete and was chopped to pieces by the machete.

"Come again!" the old sloppy spewed out a mouthful of blood. Ignoring his own injury, he immediately aroused the image of Pluto again.

The image of Pluto was smashed, and the power of phagocytosis did serious damage to the old mess. The image of Pluto excited for the second time was obviously not as strong as the first time.

The strong man holding the machete grinned, and a weaker image of the prospective emperor was not a worry!

"Boo!" the phantom quasi emperor's remains shot, and the skeleton fingers without flesh and blood grabbed the back of the strong man holding the machete.

As soon as the aura turned, the strong man holding the machete bounced off the remains of the phantom quasi emperor.

"Poof!" five silver moon arrows pierced the sky and accurately hit the strong man's back. It was the position where the finger bones of the remains of the phantom quasi Emperor just now grabbed.

Feel pain, holding a machete, strong back force, five silver moon arrows just pierce his back half an inch, can not continue to go deep.

Such an injury is not painful for a quasi emperor.

It's like being bitten by a mosquito, and then I don't feel much.

Yang Teng shot continuously, which played a more or less disturbing role and provided a chance for the old slovenly.

Old sloppy took advantage of the situation to avoid the attack of the strong man with machete, rolled on the spot indecently, and avoided far back.

"Bastard! I will kill you both!" he was blocked by two ancient saints and was slightly injured. How could he bear it? The strong man holding a machete was furious and rushed to Yang Teng again.

Eh? What happened?

Why does the power of this Sabre decrease a lot when it is wielded?

The strong man holding the machete was perplexed. Why didn't he exert his strongest power with his endless anger.

Yang Teng laughed wildly: "well, I feel powerless! I forgot to tell you that I am an alchemist!"

The five silver moon arrows were not inspired by the silver moon emperor, but by Yang Teng using the silver moon bow. The arrows were smeared with medicine by Yang Teng!