One person roared, with a breath of imperial breath in his mouth, and sprayed towards Bai Ye.

But Bai Ye didn't even dodge and rushed forward, shaking all attacks with his physical body.

"ah?"

The two were shocked and rushed back, but the immortal sword stabbed over, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, instantly piercing through the hearts of the two.

Two more emperors fell.

A young woman in a pink long suit was constantly waving her long sword in her hand and slashing at the souls around her.

"I don't care about this ruling flag. You either go and seize other flags or die under my sword." Huabuwen shouted while holding on to the flag.

Her sword was misty and could not be found, like looking at flowers in the fog, and several lower emperors who rushed up were all picked up.

Hua Buwen was also furious and couldn't care about so many. All the magic warriors entered the field randomly. Those who formed privately could not gather together for a while. If a scattered person like her wanted to successfully advance

, she can only seize the ruling flag at the start of the runoff election, otherwise all kinds of strong men will have no hope to seize the flag.

Thinking of this, Hua Buwen increased the wielding force of the sword in her hand.

But as she waved... Hua Buwen stopped.

Why is there no one anymore?

She looked around her and there were only a few corpses around her.

And there are dozens of people under the dunes.

She looked down the sand dunes, but saw that the dozens of strong men who had besieged her before gathered together and attacked a cold young man in black.

Hua Wuyou's pupils shrank slightly.

The young man looked handsome, with starry eyes, holding a black sword, like a demon god, invincible, and shocked her that the soul realm of this person... only the fake emperor?

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

The lower emperors around him were like a battle of porcelain. Before they got close, they were bombarded by his sword energy and fell down. It seemed that the person was surrounded by not a group of emperors, but a group of people who had just cultivated their souls.

Someone could no longer bear the pressure, so he turned his head and ran away, but the man pursued him relentlessly, suppressing him with his imperial aura, and slaying his sword to death.

In a short while, there was no one around the dunes.

Hua Buwen held the flag and stared at him in a daze.

"You...who are you?" she swallowed.

However, the young man in black rushed over without saying a word.

"I'm looking for death! I'm the top 30 flowers in the Emperor Killing List!!"

Hua Buwen took back her shocked look, her eyes were filled with anger, and she blasted away with a sword.

Swords are like a thousand waves.

But the young man had a backhanded sword.

Bang!

The power on the sword is extremely surging, weighing like tens of thousands of pounds.

The flowers suddenly felt numb without asking about the lotus arms, and the people retreated repeatedly, and they couldn't hold the flag in their hands tightly.

But what was more trembling than her arms was her heart.

Is this still a human? Where did a fake emperor get such great strength?

The flag fell on the ground.

But this man didn't even look at it, and he held his sword and continued to rush forward.

Hua Buwen Hua looked so shameless, and hurriedly retreated and shouted: "I don't want to ruling the flag! Take it."

"But I want your life."

A cold voice came.

Hua Buwen ran wildly and rushed towards the crowd.

It is indeed difficult to solve the powerful man on the Emperor Killing List. When he encounters a quick person, he is determined to escape and cannot kill him.

Bai Ye had to give up and walked towards another dune with his sword.

Outside, the fourth round list has been established, and the names of various geniuses and powerful people are scrolling on it.

Liu Buming stared at the list in a restless manner.

There was no need for notarization from the first few rounds, but after the fourth round, it was the turn of a one-on-one official duel.

"Yan Bo!"

"The Lord of the Palace, the subordinate is here." A warden came.

"Check someone for me."

"Please give me the commander, who is it?" the instructor said respectfully.

"Check someone named Bai Ye to see if he has advanced to the fourth round."

"yes."

The warns to leave.

Not long after, the admonitioner came with a pile of data.

"He's promoted."

"Oh? I can't tell that this fake emperor is still a little powerful." Liu Buming smiled faintly.

The admonitioner looked a little ugly, looking at the record in his hand, and wandering about whether he should tell the palace master.

This is not a bit powerful, but it is very terrifying.

The second round of elimination of the young master of Kunhai Dao Dao.

The third round of elimination of the Sha King ascetic monk...

Can ordinary fake emperors do it?

"The fourth round...it should be almost done."

Liu Buming waved his hand: "You go down."

"yes..."
Chapter completed!