The most powerful villain in fighting

Chapter 170 Slaying the Emperor's Blood Blade
"Emperor Slaying Ghost Blood Blade?!" At the center of the formation, the man in white looked at the blood blade in Emperor Huntian's hand, and his calm expression finally became moved.

Even he didn't expect that Emperor Huntian would have such a skill!
Generally speaking, the Emperor Slaying Ghost Blood Blade is formed by relying on the Emperor Slaying Formation and the flesh and blood of tens of millions of people.

Of course, the most important thing is that the minimum cultivation of Emperor Dou is required to perform it.

Hun Tianchen was able to use the Emperor Zhan Ghost Blood Blade, but he only imitated its prototype, and could not be regarded as the real Emperor Zhan Ghost Blood Blade.

But at this moment, in the hands of Emperor Huntian, it is the real Emperor Slaying Ghost Blood Blade.

"Could it be that he, at this moment, has reached Emperor Dou?"

As this thought flashed through his brain, the hands of the man in white kept changing, forming inexplicable handprints one after another.

Since Emperor Huntian has the trump card, how could he not?

At a place unknown to everyone, the power of luck unique to the soul clan was inexplicably mobilized, part of which was concentrated on the soul emperor, and the other part was concentrated on the man in white.

At this moment, the man in white was like a god, with golden light shining, and an inexplicable power filled his whole body, full of majesty.

At this moment, the power of the formation was raised to the extreme.

Moreover, the inexhaustible power of luck is connected behind it, forcibly supporting the battle with the Soul Emperor.

It can be said that during the battle with Emperor Huntian, the power of luck consumed was enough to support the operation of a strong country for tens of thousands of years!

After seeing that the big formation was raised to the extreme, Emperor Huntian laughed wildly up to the sky, as if he was crazy, and immediately spurted out another mouthful of blood, grabbed the blood blade, the extremely sharp blade, and cut his palm directly, blood flowed wildly, Then it was devoured by the blood blade.

"No one can stop me!"

Emperor Hun Tian stepped across the void, the blood blade in his hand suddenly swelled, and his figure appeared directly in front of the man in white. The blood blade turned into a blood light, piercing through the void, swinging his arm, and slashed at him fiercely!

"cut!"

The terrifying blood blade carried an incomparable sea of ​​blood, impacting the ancient formation like earth-shaking.

It was just a frontal collision, and the terrible wind directly knocked back all the four demon saints of the soul clan for thousands of meters, all of them vomited blood and were seriously injured.

The vitality in the bodies of the four Supreme Elders of the Soul Clan was exhausted, and they suddenly became lifeless.

And the one who suffered the most was undoubtedly the nothingness swallowing flames. The black flames on his body were consumed to the bleakest degree in a short time. Like a candle.

The only one who survived was probably Hun Xuzi who temporarily retired from the battlefield.

When he watched the extremely eye-catching collision, he swallowed hard.

The Seven-Star Fighting Saint is just cannon fodder in this battle, and the Eight-Star Fighting Saint may not be so good, but the aftermath can overturn everything.

But the Nine Star Fighting Saint was even worse, bearing the most powerful attack from Emperor Huntian head-on, and almost died!

This result can be said to be the best.

If it weren't for the realm of death and the mysterious ancient formation supporting them, the Emperor Hun Tian would probably be able to kill them all in just ten minutes!
This is the strength of the patriarch of the soul clan, the soul emperor!
"Where's the young patriarch?" Only then did Hun Xuzi wake up, and hurriedly searched for the figure of the man in white in the formation.

The young patriarch can be said to be a crucial point, which is related to the future of the entire soul clan!
Soon, the sea of ​​blood faded, and Hun Xuzi found the figure of the young patriarch as he wished.

However, at this moment, the man in white had a deep knife mark on his chest.

"How is it possible? Could it be that..." All the hard-wounded soul clan powerhouses all showed terrified expressions after seeing this moment.

After the black flame's luster was dimmed to the extreme, he swallowed flames in nothingness, and sighed heavily.

"It failed."

The young patriarch's current cultivation is only at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Zun, no matter how special he is, it is impossible to resist the desperate blow of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng.

If there really is a Dou Di in the world, then Wuwu Tunyan can guarantee that the desperate blow of Hun Tiandi is enough to injure an ordinary Dou Di.

The supreme skill of the soul clan plus the specialness of the Emperor Slaying Ghost Blood Blade, this is no joke!
"Young patriarch!"

Someone not only shouted pessimistically, if the young patriarch died, then their final outcome was already doomed.

Emperor Huntian will kill them all, and take away the mysterious power in the young patriarch's body, and then attack Emperor Dou!
The formation was cut to pieces with a single blow, and the figure of Emperor Huntian appeared under everyone's eyes.

None of them felt depressed, they all understood what it meant for Emperor Hun to break the formation.

"It's coming to an end... Hun Tiandi is really not that easy to deal with." Hun Sheng sighed heavily, as if he understood what was going to happen next.

The rest of the Supreme Elders have no more vitality in their bodies.

But Hun Tiandi, staring at the man in white who had been slashed by him, suddenly said:
"No, you are not Tianchen."

Hun Tiandi's words made everyone's eyes involuntarily focus on the man in white.

"What do you mean?" Even Void Tunyan, who was almost killed by Emperor Huntian, was stunned.

"More precisely, you are not Hun Tianchen himself, you... are his clone?!"

Emperor Huntian's voice changed from excitement at the beginning, to flatness, and then to hysterical madness at the end, all of which showed the unrest and anger in his heart.

"Clone? We didn't even notice it?" All the top experts were dumbfounded.

All of you here are seven-star fighting saints or above, not to mention Hun Tiandi, a peerless powerhouse.

It is no exaggeration to say that the top powerhouses of the entire Dou Qi Continent are concentrated here.

But just like that, no one can see through that this is Hun Tianchen's clone?

"So this is your plan?" Emperor Huntian stared angrily at the unresponsive white-clothed man in front of him, "Is this your real purpose?"

If, if that's the case...

Well, this means that one of Hun Tiandi's big moves, the strongest trump card, actually hit an unrelated little soldier!

Think about it, one of your most powerful moves, the final result is to kill a small soldier level, even worse than a small soldier, just thinking about it, you can understand how angry it will be!
"It's over, Emperor Huntian." The man in white showed an inexplicable smile, as if he was not the one who was hit by the blood blade of the Emperor Slaying Ghost.

"It's over? Even if you're not the real body, what's the point?" Hun Tiandi grabbed the white-clothed man's neck with one hand and sneered, "Now that the formation is broken, no one can save you. Anyway, I can locate it at any time. your……"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Huntian was stunned for a moment, and then he found that the method he had done before was actually right in front of him...

"you……"

(End of this chapter)