Chapter 291: Doing My Best

In the battle between Emperor Wu, although Feng Qi was finally defeated, the battle was not over yet. Zhao Yi challenged Emperor Tianhong with his peak martial sage cultivation!

"Boom!"

There were loud noises in mid-air, and countless monsters and beasts stayed away from the battlefield, watching the battle in mid-air nervously.

After all, even Feng Qi, the strongest of the monster clan, had already been defeated, so they could only pin their hopes on Zhao Yi.

"Will it be more difficult for Zhao Yi to fight against Emperor Tianhong with the cultivation base of the peak martial saint?"

"After all, even Feng Qi, who has the cultivation level of Emperor Wu, has become the defeat of Emperor Tianhong."

"No matter what, we can only trust him now."

"..."

Countless monsters watched the battle at the top of the sky, although they were a little worried about Zhao Yi's strength, but in this situation, they believed that Zhao Yi would bring them a miracle!

"As expected of a third-level Martial Emperor, even if his cultivation reaches the peak of a Martial Saint and he can control part of the power of the Black Demon Thunder, it will be difficult to be this guy's opponent."

As time went by, Zhao Yi and Emperor Tianhong fought no less than 100,000 times, but every time they confronted each other, Zhao Yi was at a disadvantage.

After all, the gap in cultivation is there, and it cannot be easily made up by any means.

"Zhao Yi, is your strength so small? If that's the case, disappear for me over there!"

Emperor Tianhong, who was floating in the sky, couldn't help showing a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Now he is too powerful, even Zhao Yi who has the black magic thunder is definitely not his opponent!

"Nine transformations of the demon, the first transformation!"

Emperor Tianhong seemed to have lost the patience to continue playing with Zhao Yi. As soon as the handprint changed, a crimson spiritual power overflowed from his body, and finally turned into a magic pattern on his body.

"His aura is much stronger than before."

Zhao Yi's face was slightly condensed, and he directly cast the dragon body, and a huge figure appeared immediately. Compared with Emperor Tianhong, it was like an insurmountable mountain.

"Zhao Yi, I have to admire you for being able to play with me to such an extent with your martial arts cultivation. Next, let me end this war!"

Emperor Tianhong sneered, stepped on the void, and disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was already beside Zhao Yi.

"So fast!"

Zhao Yi's expression froze slightly, this speed surpassed his boundary-breaking spaceship.

However, Zhao Yi's reaction was also very fast, and the body was immediately wrapped in flames, forming a hard flame armor.

Even an ordinary Martial Emperor would find it difficult to break through the defense.

"boom!"

Sure enough, Emperor Tianhong slammed his fist hard on Zhao Yi's chest, but he didn't move at all, and the hot flame bounced back.

"Second change, third change!"

Emperor Tianhong's expression remained unchanged, but two more magic lines appeared on his body.

"Crack!"

Terrible power suddenly erupted at this moment, even Zhao Yi's flame armor was instantly broken, and the fist carrying the monstrous spiritual power was struck down fiercely, and several ribs were broken immediately.

"Pfft!"

The chest collapsed, and the blood mixed with the internal organs immediately spurted out, and the body was like a missile, directly submerged into the ground, hundreds of meters deep underground!

"hiss!"

The monster clan who were watching from a distance couldn't help but gasp. Faced with this move, even Feng Qi might not be able to do anything about it, let alone Zhao Yi who only has the peak martial sage cultivation level?

"Did you lose?"

Looking at the only Emperor Tianhong standing in mid-air, countless monsters looked dejected, and they knew very well what would happen next.

"What a powerful force, this guy is by no means an ordinary Emperor Wu!"

Feng Qi also recovered a lot at this time, he looked solemnly at Emperor Tianhong who was in mid-air, his eyes flashed with solemnity.

"Oh? It's hard to survive, do you want to die?"

Emperor Tianhong looked at Feng Qi, and couldn't help showing a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The old man has already made a plan, even if we die together, I will drag you into the water!"

Feng Qi sneered, and the handprints changed, starting to burn the spiritual power in his body!

"Hey! I said, let me deal with this guy."

Before Feng Qi could make a move, a slightly displeased voice sounded, and Zhao Yi suddenly appeared beside him.

Zhao Yi's body was covered with scars, and there was a bloody hole in his chest, which was too horrible to look at.

"you……"

Feng Qi's complexion was complicated, and just about to speak, he immediately saw Zhao Yi's bloodshot eyes.

"I see."

Feng Qi smiled wryly, stepped back again, and stared at the field.

If something happened to Zhao Yi, he would rush forward as soon as possible.

He has never seen this kind of talent to be able to fight against Emperor Tianhong with the cultivation base of the peak martial sage.

"He was hit by my fatal move, and he is still alive."

Emperor Tianhong put his arms around his chest, with Zhao Yi's current strength, he was really vulnerable.

After all, there is a time gap between ordinary people and gods between Wu Sheng and Wu Di!

"Stop talking nonsense, I will kill you!"

Thinking of how Ye Zixin was hurt by the person in front of him, Zhao Yi's heart was bleeding, and he was in the dragon body state again.

"Is it getting bigger? Although the defensive power has increased a bit, it is useless in front of this emperor!"

The body of Emperor Tianhong

On the top, there were two more magic lines, which actually reached the peak in an instant.

"Fifth Change, Thousand Demon Seals!"

Emperor Tianhong slowly pushed towards the void, and immediately after that, magic seals appeared out of thin air one by one, and each magic seal had a ghost carrying a sickle.

"These phantoms...the strength of each one is not weaker than mine!"

Feng Qi secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only now did he realize that Emperor Tianhong didn't take him seriously at all, at most he was just playing around!

"A magic seal of Emperor Wu level?"

Zhao Yi raised his head, his eyes didn't change at all, and he sat cross-legged quietly in the void.

"go!"

Emperor Tianhong sneered, and with a palm, those magic seals rushed towards Zhao Yi with an aura of destruction.

"Dragon Horn Divine Punishment!"

Zhao Yi's eyes were slightly closed, and the dragon's horns on top of his head immediately erupted with intense light, and the terrifying power swept across the world.

"Although this trick will prevent me from gaining experience for a year, I have to use it this time."

Zhao Yi raised his head. Since he learned this trick, he has hardly used it. After all, it is too painful not to be able to gain experience within a year.

"Roar!"

Immediately, a dragon shadow flashed in the dragon's horn. It raised its head to the sky and screamed, and charged directly at Emperor Tianhong.

Wherever he passed, the magic seals of Emperor Tianhong were not hindered in the slightest, and they were all blown away by the dragon shadow!

"How can this be!"

Emperor Tianhong's complexion changed drastically. What kind of move is this? A peak martial saint has the power to kill Emperor Wu!

Emperor Tianhong's face was extremely ugly, but he was not intimidated by it, and there were two more magic lines on his body.

"The seventh change, the gate of hell!"