N-A-A Chapter 1653
Chapter 1653
Xiang Zimo's tone was arrogant and confident.
The five people behind him were the same. They all came from different ancient clans and forces. They were all gifted with terrifying talents and had absolute confidence in slaughtering the mediocre people in the lower level of Tianyu.
"Arrogant!"
Hong Feiyu snorted coldly, and a spear appeared in his hand, scarlet as blood, bursting with fighting and killing intent.
"If you want to establish your prestige, defeat me first!" Hong Feiyu shouted, and killed directly, attacking Xiang Zimo.
"Yes, everyone can brag. If you really have the strength, defeat us first!"
At the same time, Feng Wuheng, Yang Ling, Huang Yunfan, Lu Ziyan and Ao Yi also moved and killed.
The Immortal King's fighting power roared. They were all among the most outstanding geniuses in the realm of the Immortal King of the lower level of Tianyu. In this battle, they must show their own style and the style of the Imperial Alliance!
"Don't believe it? Then I'll beat you until you believe it!"
Xiang Zimo and his six companions smiled confidently, and fought with Hong Feiyu and his six companions. The terrifying fluctuations exploded instantly.
But just after the fight, Yang Ling and his companions were instantly suppressed and fell into a disadvantage.
"Puff!"
After the second move, except for Hong Feiyu, the other five people had staggered back, spitting blood from their mouths.
"What!?" Huai Yufan and others who were watching the battle widened their eyes in shock. The difference in combat power was so big?
Yang Ling and his companions were all disciples of the overlord-level forces, practicing countless precious scriptures and Taoist methods. At this moment, they were even struggling to block the second move?
"Uh..." Before they could think more, Hong Feiyu also retreated, and a terrifying blood hole was stabbed in his chest, and blood flowed.
"Your strength is not bad. I guessed right. You should have the title of young immortal emperor, right?" Xiang Zimo commented condescendingly.
"The Qiankun Battle Method!"
Hong Feiyu said nothing, but used a powerful battle method and rushed forward again.
"Your strength is good, but compared to me, the heir of the Xiang family, you are far behind! Whether it is resources, cultivation scriptures, or master, you are far behind!"
Xiang Zimo shouted.
He began to attack fiercely, breaking Hong Feiyu's Qiankun Battle Method in an instant, making him cough up blood, his face turned pale, and he was suppressed unimaginably, falling into an absolute disadvantage.
Yang Ling and others in other battlefields had actually been defeated. The reason they were still fighting was that the five people from the high-level Tianyu were deliberately playing with them and deliberately did not seriously injure them.
"Kill!" Yang Ling and the other five people could not bear the humiliation, and attacked desperately, their eyebrows were bright, and all kinds of magical powers were used, but they could not do anything to the five people, and it was difficult to even hurt them.
"How could the gap be so big under the same realm?" Huai Yufan and others widened their eyes, unable to believe the scene before their eyes.
Even the young Immortal Emperor Hong Feiyu was suppressed, which they simply couldn't imagine.
They knew how strong Hong Feiyu was. As a disciple of the Imperial Court, he was invincible in every battle and had countless halos. Now he was going to lose?
"It's not that you are not strong enough, but that they are too strong."
The Emperor was watching the battle in the 18th layer of the sky. With his vision, he could naturally see the reason.
The talents of Xiang Zimo and the other six were much higher than those of Hong Feiyu and the other six. They were also the core figures of their respective forces. With the accumulation of time, the gap between the two sides would only get bigger and bigger.
Among the six, I am afraid that only the strongest Hong Feiyu could barely approach the six, but the gap between them was also huge.
This was just like when Hong Feiyu was in the lower layer of the sky, he could easily defeat other cultivators of the same realm.
"To barely compete with these six people, only the successors who are focused on training by each force." The Emperor said to himself.
The core heirs of Little Phoenix, Prince Tianshe, Zhou Yan, the four princes of the Holy Dragon Clan, Duan Wuyi, Duan Wuqing, etc., should be able to compete with these six people at the Immortal King Realm.
But it is difficult to determine who will win or lose.
Xiang Zimo and the other six are also descendants of their respective forces, and they are in the high-level Tianyu, so they have natural advantages in both cultivation environment and opportunities.
At this moment, the emperor is already thinking about the candidates for the next battle. It is not that the overlord-level forces do not have descendants of the Immortal King Realm, but there are very few, because their own children have been cultivated, and the real core descendants must be them.
In fact, Hong Feiyu is already considered a descendant. He is a young Immortal Emperor with countless halos, but he is still defeated.
After thinking about it, the emperor has not figured out who can beat Xiang Zimo and the other six in the Immortal King Realm.
"Boom!"
Hong Feiyu and the other six fell to the ground, and were trampled under the feet of Xiang Zimo and the other six. They were pale and covered in blood.
Huai Yufan and the others gritted their teeth and watched this scene, their killing intent gradually rising.
Xiang Zimo smiled and hooked his finger at Huai Yufan and the others, saying: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, come together, this way you may still have a chance to win!"
Another high-level Tianyu strongman Shu Ziheng said: "As long as you can beat the six of us, you don't have to waitOne month later, you can leave now. You win the first battle!"
The ridicule and mockery on the faces of the six people made Huai Yufan, Wang Chen and others furious, and they couldn't help it.
Look down on people!
No matter how big the gap in strength is, how can one person fight against 10,000 cultivators of the same realm? They are not good-for-nothings!
They don't want to win so unfairly, so that even if they win, it will be humiliating.
But do they have a choice now?
This is not a competition, this is a war!
The other party has asked for it, if they don't do it, they will appear more stupid.
"You asked for this, don't regret it after being suppressed!"
Huai Yufan shouted: "Follow me and destroy them!"
Sixty thousand immortal kings moved together, and the glory of the kingly way illuminated the world, and at the same time enveloped Xiang Zimo, Shu Ziheng and six others.
"Come on! "
Faced with a huge numerical disadvantage, Xiang Zimo and the other six were extremely excited and laughed wildly.
At the same time, a far more terrifying battle wave erupted from their bodies than the previous battle, covering the universe, shaking time and space, and sweeping the 60,000 immortal kings of the Xiang Di League.
The six people sacrificed their war weapons and rushed directly into the crowd like a god of war.
The six people and the 60,000 people were divided into six battlefields. In just a moment, each battlefield was dyed red, and the blood of the kings was surging.
Xiang Zimo, Shu Ziheng and the other six were too fierce. They became stronger and stronger. The magic Huai Yufan they sacrificed had never been seen before. Almost one move would seriously injure one person, and no one could stop it.
"We can't lose! Otherwise, we will have no face to return to the Di League."
Hong Feiyu climbed up, his back was sad, and he was extremely unwilling. He joined the battlefield again.
Yang Ling, Feng Wuheng and others stood up one after another, and attacked again with their wounded bodies.
"Kill! "
The shouts of killing shook the sky, Xiang Zimo and his six companions killed like crazy, and so did the 60,000 Immortal Kings of the Imperial Alliance.
Xiang Zimo and his six companions were like undefeated war gods. The Immortal Kings of the Imperial Alliance fell one after another, but they remained strong, becoming stronger and stronger, and their spirits and energy reached the peak.
The Emperor was silent and could only sigh.
After an unknown period of time, Shu Ziheng was injured. There were too many people, and no matter how strong he was, he could not avoid this.
Then everyone else was injured, including Xiang Zimo. As the fight progressed, they began to pant, and their injuries gradually increased, and they even coughed up blood.