Volume 2, Chapter 406: Rakshasa was tortured and buried by the Emperor Slayer.
"Commander-in-Chief, be careful."
Faced with attacks from more than ten emperors coming from all directions at the same time, Luosha had no way to avoid it and could only choose to take it head-on.
"Come on, let's fight the last battle."
He shouted angrily, but it was just a shout.
Sikong Lei's ruler slammed down, colliding with his death scythe, "Bang!"
The fierce attack directly shattered his Dharma image.
Although Luosha was an emperor, he was not a top emperor after all. Facing someone like Sikong Lei, who was ranked second on the Immortal Emperor List, he had no ability to resist at all. He was able to shatter his Dharma image with just a horizontal stroke of a ruler.
His expression changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood gushed into the sky.
He began to fall, but another spear pierced through him.
With a "puff" sound.
Blood mist is floating, and it is forbidden to pierce his chest.
"ah!"
"Rakshasa, take my punch."
Before there was any buffer, a gilded fist came towards him, carrying with it an endless amount of wind.
"bump!"
The space roared, and a fist hit his cheek hard. He was blown away, but he still held the weapon tightly in his hand.
Everything happened too fast. Ye Tingmu had not arrived yet, and the Killing Camp was blocked. Besides, they could not interfere in the battle between the Immortal Emperors.
At this moment, an ice sword fell from the void.
"Rakshasa, you must die today."
The scythe of death fell from Jian Luo Luosha's hand, and his right arm was directly shattered by the sword energy.
These emperors had already suffered a lot at the hands of Ye Tingmu, but in the end they failed. They had endless anger but nowhere to release it.
At this moment, they vented all their anger on this traitor.
Countless attacks fell continuously and hit Rakshasa.
And he was always suffering from fatal tearing.
Facts have proved that the emperor of heaven has never been a weakling, it’s just that their previous opponent was Ye Tingmu.
If any other emperor were besieged by them, he would not be able to hold out for even a minute.
In less than ten breaths, the Rakshasa who was killing everyone in the God General Monument just now was directly blasted into a cripple and was dying.
Moreover, he was blown away by a heavy punch from the Fifth Elder, and flew straight towards Tianmen.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”
After a series of loud roars and breaking countless stone pillars, Rakshasa finally stopped.
"Commander!"
"Brothers, fight them and kill them."
At this moment, seeing their big brother, their commander being killed in such a way, the soldiers of the Killing Camp had not fear in their eyes, but anger, and a will to fight to the death.
At this moment they gambled their lives. No, it should be said that the moment they decided to save Ye Tingmu, they had already given up their lives.
Can they fight their way out? The answer is yes, and they know it too.
Dozens of emperors were in the air, each of them filled with murderous intent, and they looked down at the ground from high above.
On the ruins, a blood-red figure struggled to stand up. He leaned on a broken stone pillar to prevent himself from falling.
His right hand and left leg had disappeared, his long hair was disheveled, and the armor on his body was completely shattered.
From this angle, there was no intact piece of skin or flesh on his surface.
His breath also became extremely weak. He tried to mobilize the power of the Immortal Emperor to repair his limbs and heal his wounds.
But he found it was futile. He looked down and saw a hole as big as a fist on his chest, which had directly shattered his heart.
Even half of the golden elixir in his abdomen was gone. He knew that he was completely useless.
"Still not working? But it's worth it." He muttered to himself, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph...he's not dead yet. This traitor is quite lucky." Someone said.
Sikong Lei lowered his eyes and asked in a cold voice: "Rakshasa, why do you want to rebel?"
Luosha did not answer. Perhaps he did not want to answer at all, or perhaps he did not have the strength to answer. In short, he remained silent.
"The Great Elder is asking you a question. Why are you rebelling? Don't you know the price will be death?"
Luosha chuckled and whispered back.
"Kill me if you want. It's just death, don't be afraid. All I want in my life is to have a clear conscience."
Sikong Lei breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have a clear conscience? Haha, what a clear conscience." The great elder became a little crazy.
"Where is the Law Enforcement Emperor?"
An emperor clasped his fists and replied, "I am here in my humble position."
"The Rakshasa rebelled and murdered his fellow disciples. According to the laws of the Heavenly Court, he is sentenced to death, his soul is wiped out, and he will never be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Execution is now in effect."
"Yes, sir."
Following Sikong Lei's order, the emperor flew forward, a big seal appeared in his hand, and he smashed it towards Rakshasa.
Luosha raised his head with contempt and indifference in his eyes. He knew in his heart that if the seal fell, he would surely die in his current state, but what could he do? He could not escape anyway.
Since he is going to die anyway, why bother to hide? Why not die with dignity? He, Rakshasa, is still the emperor after all.
At this time, Ye Tingmu was also driving the Kunlun Wood to rush up to the thirty-sixth heaven. When he saw the appearance of Luosha, his eyes had already turned bloodshot.
Anger filled my chest.
He emerged from the coffin and shouted angrily, "Let's see who dares!"
He took a step forward and activated the Sun-Stepping Teleportation Technique.
Within half a breath, he appeared in front of Rakshasa.
He raised his hand, and the Heaven-Flipping Seal came crashing down.
He caught it with one hand.
"Bang!" Another roar resounded through the sky.
The Heaven-Flipping Seal stopped the downward attack.
He suddenly exerted force and punched out, and the Heaven-Flipping Seal was directly knocked away by him.
There was a blood mist in the corners of his eyes and he lowered his eyes.
"You all deserve to die!"
He pushed hard on his feet, stepped off the ground, and rushed straight towards the Law Enforcement Emperor who had just taken action.
"The coffin is here."
The Kunlun Coffin also received his call and rushed towards him.
He held the Kunlun coffin in both hands and smashed it towards the man.
"Die! This move, burial, will send you to the west."
The Law Enforcement Emperor wanted to dodge and avoid the attack, but an invisible pressure locked him down.
Looking at the oncoming coffin, a long sword appeared in his hand and was placed above his head.
And shout loudly.
"Great Elder, save me."
But it was too late.
The moment the Kunlun coffin fell, it brought with it Ye Tingmu's endless anger and all the power from the ancient immortal body.
In just a moment, the sword in his hand shattered.
"don't want!"
Rumble.
Bang!
The Kunlun coffin hit his forehead, and the huge force not only shattered his weapon, but also shattered his Dharma image and his head.
He didn't even have time to scream, Ye Tingmu used the Star Shattering Move again, and his five fingers shattered his Dantian.
The emperor fell directly, and his blood spilled into the sky.
Everything happened too quickly, and the battle between the emperors happened in an instant.
Ye Tingmu, who killed the emperor, did not stop. He flew into the air and continued to attack. At this moment, he only wanted to kill people.
"Damn it, stop him."
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