Chapter 1143 Show Up

Chapter 1143 Show up

Seeing Sikong Yu approaching, there was a smile on the drunken man's face, and his body was unmoved. Seeing Sikong Yu approaching, the drunken old man suddenly raised his right hand slowly.

His movements looked slow, but they were extremely fast. At his level, he didn't need to use combat skills specially, and every movement was the essence of combat skills.

boom!

Terrible soul power rolled, and the palms of Sikong Yu and Drunkard collided in the void, beams of light shot out from between their palms, and the void was cut open by this force.

"Ah~"

There was a scream, and many monks in the Temple of War Soul and the Temple of War God who were closer to each other were all chopped into pieces by the light beam, and there was no room for resistance at all.

"Old man, you should die!" Sikong Yu was furious. He only wanted to kill the drunkard, but he forgot that there were still many monks from the Temple of War Soul and the Temple of War God.

With their strength, even the aftermath was enough to shock and kill the monks at the Emperor of War, but the people of the Dali Dynasty were cut off by the bloody soul world, and no one was injured.

"I'm about to die, but I'm afraid of being lonely, so I want to drag you down to be my companion." The drunken man was very indifferent, and this kind of verbal dispute was meaningless to him.

His heart was like an ancient well, without any ripples, life and death had already been taken lightly, and in a fight with Sikong Yu, he already had the idea of ​​dying together.

He knew very well that his body could not hold on for long, and it would be better to bloom his last brilliance than to die silently.

In this battle, he will definitely die. If he can solve the problem of Sikong Yu, that would be the best. If he can't solve it, then there is no other way.

If it was the peak period, how could the drunkard put Sikong Yu in his eyes, but now, he also had to be careful, if Sikong Yu didn't die, Lihuo Emperor Capital would be really troublesome.

"I want to see how long you can hold on, old man, I can beat you to death!" Sikong Yu sneered.

In his opinion, as long as the drunken man died, there would basically be no problems in Lihuodidu.

Of course, if he could, Sikong Yu would not kill the drunkard, because capturing the drunkard alive would definitely make Xiao Fan submit. Based on his understanding of Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan is a person who values ​​love and righteousness.

In addition, although Zi Wuming is not Bei Lao's opponent, but now relying on the Wan Lingtu, he can still hold on, and he should not be able to tell the winner in a short time.

Thinking of this, Sikong Yu was determined, as long as he could catch these people and use them to threaten Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan would definitely show up at that time, and he would be able to retrieve the ancient mirror of the void, and even capture Xiao Fan alive.

Last time he was tricked in the Shura Secret Realm, this time he must find his way back, and let Xiao Fan see his relatives and friends die in pain and regret.

How did they know that Xiao Fan was watching them coldly from tens of miles away.

"Uncle, my grandfather and Grandpa Zhuge are fighting with them!" Bei Chenfeng said with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Needless to say, Bei Chenfeng, Xiao Fan has already seen it, and he has even seen the physical condition of the drunken man. If he continues to fight, he will definitely die.

At this moment, there is not much vitality left in the drunkard's body, and he is only supported by perseverance, which is not much better than that of Lu Zhan back then.

Xiao Fan couldn't imagine what kind of attack the drunken man had endured from Yan Luofu to become like this.

Even if he has broken through to the ninth rank pharmacist now, he still feels that he has no confidence in curing the drunken man.

Xiao Fan couldn't imagine the consequences if he continued to fight!

"No matter what, the teacher can't die!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and suddenly rushed out like an arrow leaving the string, without any warning at all.

Now he is not only worried about the drunken man's safety, but also the safety of his relatives and friends.

One must know that Beilao and Zuiweng were dragged back, but it wasn't just Sikong Yu and Zi Wuming who came here from the Temple of War God, there were also hundreds of Zhandi powerhouses.

They have already charged into Lihuo Imperial City, if they are not stopped, it will be almost a catastrophic disaster for Lihuo Imperial City.

"Master, wait for me!" Bei Chenfeng yelled, and Xiaojin and Xiaojin quickly followed.

Outside Lihuodi's capital, the battlefield between Bei Lao and Zui Weng was extremely fierce, Bei Lao and Zi Wuming fought inextricably, while Zui Weng kept pressing down on Sikong Yu.

Sikong Yu was furious to the extreme, the drunken man's strength obviously exceeded his expectations, he never thought that a person who was about to die would still have such strength, so how could he be so strong at his peak?

The most important thing is that such a powerful drunken man is on the verge of death, how terrifying is the Emperor Yama who severely injured him!

"It's no wonder that Emperor Yan Luo was able to escape from the hands of the Palace Master. It seems that he underestimated them. It is estimated that the Palace Master has already anticipated this day, so he can't wait to take action." Sikong Yu thought in his heart.

Another palm strike with the drunkard caused Sikong Yu to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the drunkard's body trembled even more violently.

"Old thing, you are getting weaker and weaker now. You don't have the ability to kill me. I will definitely peel off your old skin and dismantle your old bones!" Sikong Yu grinned, wiping the corners of his mouth. blood.

As soon as the words fell, he threw himself out again. The drunken man's strength was obviously getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't last long at all. Let alone killing him, it would not be a big problem to capture him alive.

"Sikong Yu, do you want the white-haired man to send the black-haired man?" At this moment, a sound of explosion came from a distance.

Hearing this, Sikong Yu's figure paused in vain, and he suddenly turned his head to look back, the smile on his face instantly froze there.

Then he smiled again, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said in a trembling voice: "Zang Jian, are you alive?"

Not far from him, two figures appeared, one of them was Sikong Zangjian, but he was being held in Xiao Fan's hand like a chicken, and there was no room for resistance at all.

"It seems that you really want him to die." Xiao Fan smiled lightly, then the smile froze and became extremely cold: "Tell everyone to stop, do you want to kill off your children and grandchildren?"

"Dare!" Sikong Yu shouted angrily, and the terrifying pressure of the soul rushed towards Xiao Fan.

"Be careful, Faner." The drunken man yelled, and dodged in front of Xiao Fan, but the speed of the soul attack was not so fast, it rushed into Xiao Fan's mind in an instant.

"Sikong Yu, you are looking for death!" The drunkard was furious, Xiao Fan was only a warrior saint at the early stage, how could he possibly withstand the soul attack of a peak warrior saint?

"Teacher, leave this to me, there is no need to get angry over a dead man?" At this moment, Xiao Fan's voice suddenly sounded.

"Fan'er, you." The drunkard looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, he never expected that Xiao Fan was safe and sound.

If it was before, Xiao Fan might still be overwhelmed by Sikong Yu, but now Xiao Fan's soul strength is no worse than Sikong Yu's, soul attacks really can't help him.

Of course, although Xiao Fan's soul strength was good, he didn't dare to attack others easily.

After all, the soul attack is too dangerous, and he will not use it without full confidence.

Seeing that Xiao Fan was safe, Sikong Yu's expression was not good. He felt that Xiao Fan was a little different from before, and he couldn't say what was different.

Xiao Fan carried the Sikong Zangjian and walked up to the drunkard, put one hand on the drunkard's shoulder, and mobilized the power of the white stone to quickly enter the drunkard's body.