Chapter 182: Death of Xingluo Emperor
The next moment, a huge tiger claw attacked.

Bang! !

The huge noise resounded throughout the entire scene, and also stirred up a cloud of smoke.

The soldiers following Emperor Xing Luo looked intently at the smoke-filled battlefield.

The smoke gradually dissipated
"impossible!!"

Seeing the scene on the battlefield, some soldiers suspected that they had not yet woken up.

At this moment in the field, in front of the blood, there were two wings made of red mist.

To ordinary people, the wings that seem as fragile as paper are like a stone hitting an egg when facing the huge tiger claws.

As long as the other party exerts a little force, he will definitely be defeated.

But at this moment, this "egg" actually withstood the powerful attack of the stone.

This is simply an impossible thing.

And this impossible thing happened right in front of them.

Dang clang——

Some soldiers even lost their fighting spirit, and the sharp weapons in their hands slipped away.

There was a sound on the ground.

This sound seemed to send out some kind of signal, and the sound of weapons falling to the ground began to be heard continuously on the battlefield.

Among the two people who decided the direction of this war, Emperor Xingluo had no time to care about these soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit.

Because he himself began to collapse gradually.

The opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations and was definitely above level ninety-seven.

Only those at level ninety-seven could do it so effortlessly, without even needing to possess a martial soul to block one's own martial soul fusion technique.

But fortunately, the fusion of his martial soul is not the kind that can only launch one attack.

The tiger claw that was pressing on the opponent's wing exerted force and actually pushed the huge white tiger.

Let it fall backwards quickly.

While falling backwards, the other paw was not idle either.

The sharp claws condensed astonishing soul power, and as they were swung, several sharp blades flew towards the blood.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be scared when facing this move.

But he is the God of Blood!
The wings fluttered slightly twice, and several feathers as sharp as blades sprang out from them.

These feathers pierced through the sharp blades, and then flew towards the white tiger that had distanced itself from them without slowing down.

Emperor Xing Luo smelled a strong scent of death from those feathers.

There is no doubt that if he was unfortunately hit, his resistance would end there.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He exerted force on his limbs and all the muscles in his body exploded.

boom! !

Another roar was heard, and the figure of the white tiger had disappeared from the spot.

Above the sky, the white tiger looked at the blood below.

Blood also raised his head and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

At the same time, the wings behind him began to flap slowly.

This thing is not for viewing.

Unlike the huge movement of the white tiger, his rise into the air only made a slight sound of breaking through the air.

It was as if there was no resistance at all from him.

The white tiger in the sky is locking onto its target, intending to give it a powerful attack.

But in a trance, he found that the target he was about to lock on suddenly disappeared from his sight.

"Where are you looking?"

A male voice suddenly came from beside him, and Baihu's hair stood up.

"Roar--!!"

The soul power gathered in the throat, trying to use this move to force the opponent back.

At the same time, the huge tiger claws slapped towards the source of the sound.

"Hit!"

Feeling the touch of the tiger's claws, the Xingluo Emperor, who was controlling the body, showed joy.

"Don't be distracted during the battle." Suddenly, a sharp pain from the jaw brought him back to reality.

But this doesn't change the ending.

The huge wings behind him were waving, and blood was pouring from his fists on the huge white tiger.

Boom——Boom——

Above the sky, a blood-red light was mercilessly hitting a huge white tiger.

The sound emitted made the entire battlefield stunned.

On the Xingluo side, the already low morale became even lower.

The morale of the Tiandou soldiers is getting higher and higher!
Because they understood that a large part of the decision on the final outcome of the war would depend on the white tiger and their own strong men.

Once the two of them decide the winner, the war will be almost over.

As it happens, according to the current situation, Emperor Xingluo may not be able to hold on for a few minutes before he is turned into a pool of meat paste under the opponent's fist.

After that, it will be the death of these Xingluo soldiers.

Even if they hadn't died, their status would have been almost the same as that of slaves.

Just thinking about it, their hearts were filled with sadness and carried this sadness.

How can they boost morale?
Not being a deserter is a sign of having a strong mental quality!

"Haha, this guy, Blood, he finally got his fill this time."

Below, a god stopped what he was doing, looked up at the sky and spoke with a smile.

"That's right, that's right. This time, we will give it to the other party first."

"Don't compete with us for blood next time." Another kind-looking old man echoed.

At the same time, he couldn't help but stroke his graying beard out of habit.

The blood color added to his beard, and coupled with his kind smile, it was really chilling.

While they were chatting, the blood in the sky was performing a steady combo, ready to end this unequal battle.

boom--

A stream of light fell from the sky, creating deep cracks on the ground.

“It’s starting to get a bit boring”

The smoke and dust cleared, and the blood was now stepping on the white tiger's huge head with one foot.

The huge white tiger was already covered in wounds and was on the verge of withdrawing from the martial soul fusion technique.

The bloodshot eyes lit up, and the foot that was stepping on the other's head was raised.

Then he used force from his legs and kicked the man away, and several sharp blood thorns condensed behind him.

He pointed his hand at the white tiger, and the blood thorns turned into streams of light and flew straight towards the white tiger.

Roar.
There was a flash of deep unwillingness in his eyes, and a low roar came out of his mouth.

At the same time, he used all four legs to try to support himself and avoid the fatal blow.

But unfortunately, his body, which was at the limit of its limit, could no longer support his action.

This is true even for the simplest action.

puff-

The bright red blood pierced into his huge body.

Finally, Emperor Xingluo and his woman could no longer hold on.

A white light flashed, the huge white tiger disappeared, and two figures appeared in its place.

The woman was lying on the ground, motionless, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

The man turned his head with difficulty and looked at the blood with unwilling eyes.

Xianxue didn't care about the other person's look. He was tired of seeing that kind of look before he became a god.

With a wave of his hand, a ray of blood-red light was bounced into the chest of Emperor Xing Luo.

Emperor Xing Luo suddenly felt a piercing pain.

Then I felt the blood in my body disappearing rapidly.

Gradually, gradually, the majestic body of Emperor Xingluo shriveled up.

"Ho ho."

He opened his mouth, but could only let out two unwilling screams.

　What about the 30th draw after the 60th draw went astray?
　　You can eat the Master and Apprentice Rice Bowl now, happy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)