The white-clothed emperor nodded, "Fight quickly and decide!"

Both sides have a common position on killing the Xuanhuang monk.

But today, things are not as they thought.

Mo Yu looked up and found that he did not have the upper hand in the battle against strength, but he had not played all the cards to improve his strength.

His eyes narrowed, and his calm face showed a faint murderous intent.

The root cause of the Xuanhuang clan was the Holy Demon and Abi clan. Today, they killed these two people to repay some blood feud for the dead clan members!

boom--

His black hair turned blood red in an instant, his pupils expanded and occupied his entire eyes, and delicate dark gold patterns appeared on his face.

The whole person's aura surged again!

"The strongest person in the imperial rank!" The white-clothed emperor spoke in a daze, his scalp tingled, "Escape!"

Without any hesitation, he turned around and left, and secretly complained in his heart, when did the Xuanhuang cultivator have another strongest emperor rank!

There seems to be only one level of difference between the two, but the real strength gap is more than ten times.

The strongest person in the imperial rank is an invincible existence in the Divine Emperor Realm. He can easily kill other imperial ranks. In a wild world without the cultivation of the heavenly way, he is almost an invincible existence.

The black-clothed Emperor was not slow at all. When the white-clothed Emperor escaped, the black flames outside his body surged, pushing him to escape like a meteor, fleeing wildly outside.

Mo Yu's eyes were stern and he whispered: "Can you escape?"

Swish-

His figure flew out instantly, so fast that it left a realistic afterimage in the distance, which slowly dissipated after a few breaths. At this time, he had already chased behind the White Emperor and punched him out.

Although the opponent was gentle, it gave Mo Yu the feeling of a sinister villain, so he was the first to take action.

Bang—

With a loud bang, the white-clothed emperor was blown away, and there were countless cracks on the bone armor on his body. He opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of blood, and his face was pale.

But he did not stop, but instead he was a little faster and continued to flee.

Mo Yu frowned slightly. This punch was enough to kill an ordinary top emperor level. This person's defense was extremely powerful.

But how many punches can this bone armor block him?

A figure flashed, he looked up and punched again!

Bang—

The white-clothed emperor flew further away, his bone armor began to break and fall off, and an unsuppressible terror surged in his eyes.

Mo Yu's two punches have seriously injured him. If he continues, he will definitely die.

Frightened, he screamed suddenly, "I am a priest of the Holy Demon Tribe. If you dare to kill me, you will inevitably be chased and killed endlessly, and you will undoubtedly die!"

Holy Demon Tribe?

Mo Yu sneered in his heart, and his lips moved slightly and sounded in his ears, "Don't think I don't know your identity. The disasters imposed by the Holy Demon Realm on my Xuanhuang clan will one day Mo will return them twice as much!"

The white-clothed emperor's eyes suddenly widened, revealing endless horror, "You are..."

Before he could say it, the power of the third punch had fallen, smashing his body into powder and his soul was completely crushed!

With a wave of his sleeve, he put the remaining storage ring of the White Clothing Emperor into his hand. Mo Yu turned around and looked into the distance. After some time, the Black Clothing Emperor's figure had turned into a black dot. If it weren't for the strong eyesight of the Emperor's cultivator, he would have almost no idea of ​​his existence.

But since Mo Yu discovered it, he had no choice but to escape!

Swish-

His figure jumped out, at a speed of several times, easily catching up with the fleeing Emperor Black. Even if he used the almost self-harm secret technique to increase speed, he could not escape at all.

The same three fists, the top imperial-level black-clothed emperor from the Abi world, died under Mo Yu's fist.

Just as the moment he killed the Black-clothed Emperor, a thick blood light shot out from the place where he fell and directly penetrated into Mo Yu's body. At the same time, a blood light flew over at the place where the White-clothed Emperor died and merged into his body.

Click!

It was shaking for no reason, and a crisp sound rang in Mo Yu's ears, and he felt a little shock suddenly appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!