"Eleven left!"
Tang Xuan raised one finger.
His words, spoken casually, carried a chilling murderous intent.
Many sect leaders and elders trembled with fear.
But!
What's the point then?
one!
two!
Three!
In less than half an hour.
Of the eleven emperors, only six remained.
Wuchen Daoist, Ziwei Sect Master, Ziwei Grand Elder, Guangming Fortress Master, and two Great Emperor Elders of Guangming Fortress.
Apart from that, all the other powerful emperors have perished.
"Hehehe... How scary, how scary!"
The lips of the Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect were trembling.
Among everyone, he had the most contact with Tang Xuan and knew Tang Xuan's strength the best.
However, he was now intimidated by Tang Xuan's terrifying combat power.
That's incredibly powerful.
Incredibly strong.
"Oh, are there six left?"
Tang Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Having fought to this point, even Daoist Wuchen had exhausted his spiritual energy.
Only he remained energetic and full of life.
The spiritual energy in the Boundless Emperor Realm is inexhaustible and there is no fear of running out.
"This is bad! If this continues, we'll all die!"
The Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect said, trembling.
Wuchen Daoist and the others looked at each other, completely helpless.
They were all formidable figures, yet faced with an unshakeable opponent, they felt only a deep sense of powerlessness.
The allied forces of the sects were also reduced to less than 100,000.
The earth was littered with corpses, rivers of blood flowed, and the cruelty was boundless.
The martial artists watching from afar shook their heads and sighed.
"The outcome is decided!"
Just then, the sky brightened, and new cloud boats appeared.
Four young men stood atop the cloud boat.
"Uncle-Master Wuchen, don't be anxious, I, the Fourth Young Master of the Study, have arrived!"
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