Chapter 1132 Yan Patriarch [2]

As he spoke, he glanced at the ruined palace below, and couldn't help but raise his head and glared at Emperor Yan angrily, "It's a useless thing that hasn't been seen in a hundred years, and the Yanhuang Empire, which was once glorious, prosperous and magnificent, was ruined by you like this! It seems that the Yanhuang Empire It is really a wrong decision to hand it over to you!"

"Old Ancestor, I have been wronged! These people are all members of the Temple, and the strength of the Temple is as strong as our Yanhuang Empire. Also, if it weren't for the betrayal of these people, how could I have suffered such a disastrous defeat! You are a traitor to my Yanhuang Empire!" Yanhuang cried.

"En? The temple?" The ancestor Yan's gaze turned to Mu Qianyue, Nalan Jing and the others, and then when his eyes fell on Yan'an, Yanli and the others, countless emotions surged up on his body. anger.

"You traitors! How dare you betray your own clan and help the temple to harm your compatriots? You really deserve to die! I will deal with you traitors first!"

After saying that, he gently raised his palm and slapped it down from the sky. The palm shadow swelled against the storm, and it turned into a huge palm like a mountain in an instant, and it suddenly pressed down on everyone!

An extremely frightening aura pervades the world, pressing down like a hundred thousand mountains.

Everyone's face turned pale, and it was difficult to breathe, as if they were about to be crushed into pieces under this momentum!

Mu Qianyue's face was also pale, and she felt a tightness in her chest. This old man in gray felt too strong to her! Too strong to match!

Just when everyone thought that the shadow of the palm was going to crush them all, they saw a white figure rising into the sky, "Guardian of the temple!"

A solid defensive cover immediately enveloped the crowd, and the majestic and terrifying palm shadow bombarded the defensive cover.

"boom……"

With a muffled sound, the defensive cover of the sanctuary was instantly smashed into pieces.

Nalan Jing's face turned pale, his body trembled, and he took a step back. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his purple eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in the depths of his eyes, God Emperor!

The gray-clothed old man in front of him is a god-emperor-level powerhouse!

Feeling the fierce and frightening aura, Mu Qianyue also guessed the strength of Patriarch Yan. Seeing that Nalan Jing was injured, she quickly unfolded the Realm of Life to heal him.

Patriarch Yan was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Nalan Jing to resist his move and protect the people behind him! This kid is only twenty-six or seven years old, but he has such strength that he can resist his attack!

You must know that he is the Emperor of God!

The gap between the god emperor and the god king is not a little bit!

No wonder he was able to almost destroy the entire Yanhuang Empire, it seems that I have to re-examine him!

"Boy, I have to admire your talent, but you should never offend the Yanhuang Empire! You should not try to take away the foundation of the Yanhuang Empire! So no matter what, you must die!" Yan Patriarch's eyes Murderous intent surged inside.

Nalan Jing ignored him, but turned to look at the woman beside him, with a seductive smile on his lips.

"Yue'er, how about our husband and wife teaming up this time?"

"Jing, do you have a way to deal with him?" Mu Qianyue was startled and asked.

"Well, I can feel that he is only a second-order god emperor! I still have the power to fight, as long as you continue to heal my wounds behind me!" Nalan nodded, reaching out to wipe the smudges around his mouth. blood.

"Okay!" Mu Qianyue nodded.

Hearing Nalan Jing's words, Ancestor Yan sneered with disdain and contempt, "Huh! It's really arrogant, to think of using the strength of a ninth-level god king to defeat me, a second-level god emperor, is really the best of the world! Big joke!"

Ancestor Yan's words seemed to drop a bomb in the crowd.

All the faces showed horrified expressions, Nalan Jing turned out to be the ninth-rank god king! God! Such a young god king! What kind of perverted monster's talent is this...

And Patriarch Yan was actually a second-tier God Emperor!

God Emperor! The legendary God Emperor! !

At this moment, Cang Ming, Xuan Ye, Jin Liye and others showed deep worry and fear in their hearts.

A god king can never defeat a god emperor!

What's more, it's still three steps behind! !

"How will you know if you don't try?" Nalan Jing's eyes were filled with cold light.

"Hmph! I'm so overwhelmed, I'm trying to hit a stone with an egg! This old man will fulfill you and show you the power of the God Emperor!" Ancestor Yan snorted softly, raised his hand, and two palm shadows immediately bombarded him. The power of the two palm shadows is obviously dozens of times stronger than the one just now!

Press down suddenly!

The strong wind blew Nalan Jing's snow-white robe flutteringly, his exquisite face was icy cold, Mu Qianyue stood quietly behind him, the realm of life covered his slender and relaxed figure.

"Flame Dragon Warrior!"

A fierce and mighty sword light went towards the two palm shadows above!

Hearing a sound of "Boom...", Nalan Jing's body was thrown into the air, and blood sprayed in the air, like bright red plums flying in the air...

Fortunately, in the realm of life, no matter how many injuries you suffer, you can heal in an instant.

Patriarch Yan frowned, Nalan Jing's sword light had already attacked again.

In the next battle, Nalan Jing was constantly injured, healed, and attacked. No matter how powerful the true energy of ancestor Yan was, he still consumed half of it.

There is deep fear in his eyes, this husband and wife duo really cooperate perfectly! To have fought against him for so long with the strength of a ninth-rank god king! This is impossible in Xuantian Realm, but it happened in this small fantasy state continent!

How can bear it? It's a good thing those old fellows don't know about it, otherwise where would his Yan Shao's face go?

No, we can't go on like this anymore, let's make a quick decision!

After making up his mind, Patriarch Yan's attacks became more and more fierce, and Nalan Jing was injured again and again. Although there is a realm of life, no matter how many injuries can be recovered in an instant, the power that hit the body is real , but Nalan Jing has to bear the piercing pain again and again!

His jade-like face looked even paler!

The people below have already been stunned by the shocking battle. This is the first time in their lives that they have seen the wonderful duel between the God King and the God Emperor!

While sighing, their eyes showed worried expressions. If this continues, Nalan Jing may be defeated in a short time!

The eyes of Yanhuang and Yanhuang were full of joy, "Hahaha, they are dead! The ancestor is a second-level god emperor, is there anyone here who will be his opponent! You all have to die ! This is the fate of betraying me!"

After Nalan Jing's injury healed again, Patriarch Yan was furious, and turned his gaze on Mu Qianyue. This woman kept healing him from behind, it's really hateful! Let's deal with this woman first!

Patriarch Yan suddenly rushed towards Mu Qianyue!