Chapter 2747: Battle Against the Eighth-Rank Heavenly Monarch

Li Hanxue flew out of Qinglin Valley for less than a million miles when he was caught up by Jia Ping, Dong Hua and Wu Zhong.

"Where are you running, thief?" Jia Ping hugged his hands into a ball and squeezed towards the middle. The four directions of the world turned into an iron prison, and thousands of spikes pierced down.

Li Hanxue stood still and let the spikes with rich world power fall.

Puff!

All the spikes pierced into Li Hanxue's body, but the wound was not deep, only an inch.

"The power of the real body of the king of heaven is really not boasted. Even the magical power of the eighth-level king of heaven can only hurt my flesh, although this eighth-level king of heaven is not in his prime."

While Li Hanxue was thinking, Dong Hua and Wu Zhong also attacked quickly. Wu Zhong held a heavenly sword, and he was best at the magical power of fire.

What he cultivated was a magical power called Fire Dragon True Fire, which could summon the soul of the ancient star beast Sky Fire Dragon, attached to the Sky Sword, and the sword moved with the person, and the soul power of the Fire Dragon merged with the power of the Heavenly Monarch, instantly giving the opponent an unexpected heavy blow.

"Thief, die!"

The Sky Sword was like a mountain, with a force of ten thousand pounds, and it fell rapidly on Li Hanxue's head.

"Dragon Gate, appear!"

The Azure Dragon Giant Gate rose up with a bang, resisting this sword, but this was after all a sword from an eighth-level Heavenly Monarch.

The Sky Fire fell with the sword, and the bright red lines like magma cut through the Azure Dragon Giant Gate. Li Hanxue groaned, stretched out his hands, and entered the white blade with his bare hands to clamp the sword.

The sound of hissing continued to sound, and under the burning of the blazing Sky Fire, Li Hanxue's hands were instantly charred.

"Dong Hua, good opportunity!" Wu Zhong transmitted the voice.

"Understood!"

Dong Hua is a martial artist with a gold-attributed martial vein, who is best at gold-attributed magical powers and is also good at thunder power.

The combination of the two can increase the power dramatically.

"Vajra Thunder Prison!"

Dong Hua swung his pestle, and the violent golden thunder swept across the sky like a broom, all sweeping over Li Hanxue.

"Ah..."

Li Hanxue screamed and collapsed instantly under the impact of thunder.

"Dong Hua, why did you kill him?" Jia Ping said angrily, "If he's dead, who can we ask for the antidote? If he's dead, how can we find out who is the mastermind behind it?"

Dong Hua was also at a loss. Is my power too great? Why is this guy so weak that he died in just one blow.

That's unreasonable.

Of course, this is a fake body. Just now, Li Hanxue's real body withstood Jia Ping's full-strength attack, but only injured the flesh. How could she be killed by Dong Hua, who is weaker?

This is obviously impossible.

At this time, Li Hanxue's real body had unknowingly descended behind Wu Zhong.

The big hand directly covered Wu Zhong's head. The sharp-eyed Jia Ping saw this scene and screamed: "Wu Zhong, be careful, behind you!"

Wu Zhong felt cold behind him, turned around and swung his sword, the sky fire was like a dragon, engulfing half of the sky, and Li Hanxue was also instantly submerged.

Wu Zhong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the breath was held in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out.

He opened his eyes wide, and the sea of ​​fire in front of him was absorbed by Li Hanxue and turned into his strength. Not only that, Li Hanxue's right hand also grabbed Wu Zhong's neck unconsciously.

Wu Zhong's eyes widened, he didn't know when he was hit.

"How could this happen? I am an eighth-level Tianjun, why am I so much weaker than him?" Wu Zhong was very unwilling in his heart.

Li Hanxue said: "Didn't you notice? Your strength is too weak. Now you are not even as good as a sixth-level Tianjun."

Li Hanxue clenched her five fingers, Wu Zhong was killed instantly, and Tianxin turned into light rain and scattered.

"Wu Zhong!"

The furious Dong Hua rushed towards Li Hanxue regardless of everything, combining the gold attribute with thunder to form a thunder vajra, and used all his strength to hit Li Hanxue's head.

"It's useless. Your strength is far less than before. Fighting me is just seeking death." Li Hanxue raised his right fist, and the two destructive forces above and below were tearing each other apart.

"Heaven and Earth Overlord Art!"

A punch went up against the air and hit the vajra directly.

Dong Hua's pupils shrank sharply, watching the incredible fist coming like a crushing force, and the vajra collapsed inch by inch.

Then his body turned into powder in a burst of tearing force.

Another eighth-level Tianjun died in the battle! Jia Ping was terrified.

Of course, if they were not poisoned, Li Hanxue would not have been able to kill them one-sidedly like this.

But the poisoned eighth-level Tianjun, to Li Hanxue, was a weakling who could be killed at will. wavv

Jia Ping's power was also constantly weakening, and he clearly felt that the world power in his body was rapidly weakening.

"It's over. This guy's strength is really not inferior to the young master! I'm poisoned, and my strength is constantly weakening. I can't be his opponent at all." Jia Ping's face was full of despair.

"It's almost over." Li Hanxue thought to himself. He suddenly trembled all over, hugged his abdomen and groaned in pain.

"Ah...ah..."

Faced with the sudden change, Jia Ping was shocked, "Is it God who is helping me? This thief seems to be possessed! This is my only chance, I must seize it!"

As soon as he said it, Jia Ping flew in front of Li Hanxue and punched Li Hanxue in the face.

He found that Li Hanxue had no strength to resist, and he was still holding his abdomen and screaming.

Jia Ping immediately grabbed Li Hanxue's neck and directly defeated Li Hanxue's body, leaving only a heart of heaven.

"Thief, you are dead!"

Jia Ping's heart was furious, swallowing Li Hanxue's heart of heaven like a vortex.

But Li Hanxue's heart broke free and fled westwards. At the moment of his escape, he deliberately condensed his body to reveal Wang Xiyuan's appearance.

"Thief, don't leave!" Jia Ping chased him quickly, but he stopped as soon as he started, because he found that the effect of the poison was getting stronger and stronger.

His current strength was about to fall below that of the Heavenly Monarch. If he chased him again, he would be going to die.

As a last resort, Jia Ping had to return to Qinglin Valley immediately and join the Heavenly Monarchs.

"Who is this thief! You can't escape. I have seen your true face. When the Mu family masters come to reinforce, it will be your doom!" Jia Ping returned to Qinglin Valley quickly.

Li Hanxue stood in the void, looking at the direction of Qinglin Valley, with a very calm expression.

"Now Jia Ping will definitely not doubt my face. He will definitely think that it was Wang Xiyuan who did it. As long as the people of the Mu family arrive in the Nebula Continent, they will start looking for Wang Xiyuan, and the Dongxing Mo family will have an irreconcilable feud with the Mu family from now on. My mission is also completed. The next step is to return to the Mowu Sect, pick up Xiaojun and the others, escape to the Western King Realm, and let the master protect them. As for my past and future bodies, Su Xun is reluctant to kill them, so don't worry."