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

But Bai Ye didn't even dodge, and charged forward, overwhelming all attacks with his body.

"ah?"

The two were shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly ran away, but the Immortal Killing Sword struck them, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, instantly piercing their hearts.

Two more great emperors fell.

Beside the judgment flag, a young woman wearing a pink dress was waving her long sword continuously, slashing at the surrounding souls.

"I, Hua Buwen, have taken a fancy to this flag of judgment. Either you go and grab the other flags, or you die by my sword." Hua Buwen shouted while grabbing the flag.

Her sword was so ethereal that it was hard to find the ghost. It was like looking at flowers in the mist, and all the lower emperors who rushed up were thrown away.

Hua Buwen was also jealous and couldn't care so much. All divine warriors entered the arena at random. Those who had formed alliances in private could not unite for a while. If an individual like her wanted to advance successfully,

, she can only capture the Judgment Flag at the beginning of the final election, otherwise she will have no hope if all kinds of strong people gather together to capture the flag.

Thinking of this, Hua Buwen increased the strength of the sword in his hand.

But waving... Hua Buwen stopped.

Why is there no one?

She looked around and saw that there were only a few corpses around.

There were dozens of people under the dunes.

She looked down the sand dune, and saw that the dozens of strong men who had besieged her before had all gathered together to attack a stern young man in black.

Hua Buwen's pupils shrank slightly.

The young man had a handsome appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and was holding a long black sword. He was like a demon, invincible. But what shocked her was that this man's soul showed...only a false emperor?

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

The lower emperors around him were like porcelain. Before they even got close, they were blasted through their bodies by his sword energy and fell down. It was as if the people surrounding this man were not a group of emperors, but a group of people who had just cultivated the soul realm.

Some people could no longer bear the pressure and turned around and ran away, but that person kept pursuing them, suppressing them with imperial energy and killing them with sharp swords.

After a while, there was no one around the dunes.

Hua Buwen held the flag and looked at him blankly.

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

However, the young man in black said nothing and rushed over.

"Looking for death! I am Hua Buwen, one of the top 30 emperor slayers!!"

Hua Buwen retracted his look of shock, his eyes filled with anger, and he struck out with a sword.

The swords are like thousands of waves.

But the young man struck back with a sword.

Bang!

The sword is extremely powerful and weighs as much as ten thousand kilograms.

Hua Bu Wen's arms suddenly became numb, and the man stepped back again and again, unable to hold the flag tightly.

But what trembled more than her arms was her heart.

Is this still a human being? How could a false emperor get such power?

The flag fell to the ground.

But this man didn't even look at it, and continued to charge towards me with his sword in hand.

Hua Buwen's face turned pale and she hurriedly retreated and shouted: "I don't want the ruling flag! You can take it."

"But I want your life."

A cold voice came.

Hua Buwen ran all the way and got into the crowd.

It is indeed difficult to deal with the strong ones on the Emperor-Slaying List. If you encounter someone who is agile, you will not be able to kill them if you just want to escape.

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

Outside, the list for the fourth round has been set up, with the names of various talented people scrolling on it.

Liu Mingming stared at the list uneasily.

There is no need for referees to notarize the results in the first few rounds, but after the fourth round, it is the turn of a formal one-on-one duel.

"Yan Bo!"

"Master, my subordinates are here." An admonisher came over.

"Check someone out for me."

"Please tell me, Master of the Hall, who is it?" the admonisher said respectfully.

"Check the guy named Bai Ye and see if he advanced to the fourth round."

"yes."

The admonisher leaves.

Not long after, the admonisher arrived with a pile of data.

"He got promoted."

"Oh? I can't tell that this pseudo-emperor has some strength." Liu Ming smiled faintly.

The admonisher looked a little ugly. He looked at the record in his hand and hesitated whether he should tell the palace master.

This is not a bit powerful, but very terrifying.

In the second round, Master Kuhai Daodao was eliminated.

The Sand King Dervish was eliminated in the third round...

Can an ordinary pseudo-emperor do this?

"The fourth round...should be almost over."

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

"yes..."
Chapter completed!