Gu Lan couldn't help but spit out again in his heart: "...Ling Luoyu, what did you do to the human emperor's body that made him hate him so much? So that all the anger was vented on him... Even if it is borrowing a knife to kill, it doesn't have to be so vicious!!"

But what's the use of complaining?

Ling Luoyu wouldn't really jump out to shield him! !

In the final analysis, everything needs to be done by yourself!

Seeing that Human Sovereign's murderous intent had come before him, he had no choice but to fight hard again.

"Zheng!"

The Soul Blade once again blocked the Emperor's sword.

Only this time, Human Sovereign did not hesitate at all, and crushed it with all his strength.

"I will kill you!"

The expression of gritted teeth was like Gu Lan digging through his family's ancestral grave.

"puff"

The soul blade did not hold the human emperor's sword, and was deeply pressed into his shoulder by Jianfeng, blood spurted, and the painful Gu Lan trembled.

"Aren't you helping..."

Things have reached this point, he is about to fall to the ground, is it possible that Ling Luoyu is there waiting to see a joke?

If he waited any longer, he was afraid that his life wouldn't be saved.

"What are you anxious for, will I just watch you die?" Ling Luoyu's voice was still so calm and calm.

Gu Lan's heart was vomiting blood.

He is like this, how far is he from death?

What does it mean to not just watch him die?

Now she is watching him waiting for death, okay? !

"If you don't come, I will really die..."

Gu Lan's thoughts are scattered, how can the Soul Blade hold the Human Emperor's sword? !

Under the heavy pressure of Jianfeng again, the wound hurt more.

It seems that as long as the human emperor puts on a little bit of strength, his half of his shoulder and his arm will be broken together.

The shock and pain caused him to knelt down on one knee, taking advantage of his strength to cushion the second wound from the wound.

But once he knelt down, all the strength of his whole body was overhead on his arms.

The soul blade supported by the arm was suppressed by the Emperor's sword, and there was no room for resistance.

He can only do his best to use his last desire to survive to support the Emperor's sword and not fall on him.

"Ling Luoyu..."

Unbearable, he couldn't help but roar.

"Do you want to help me, or do you want to harm me?"

"Of course I want to help you, look...I have all my weapons used for you...Oh, do you use a little bit of force, the Emperor's sword will cut you in half..." Ling Luoyu The accent, in Gu Lan's ears, was like an exclamation while watching a play.

Gu Lan is really about to vomit blood: "You..."

Taking advantage of his roar, the Emperor's sword pressed down again.

"puff"

The wound deepened.

"what"

Gu Lan was in pain and let out a scream, almost instinctively. He continued to press all the power on his arm, and the soul blade burst out power instantly.

"boom!"

The Emperor was hit and flew right away.

Ling Luoyu's laughter then came: "Look, let me just say, you still have potential to tap... When a person is in a crisis, the body can always burst out with the most powerful force, look, Your explosive power is very strong..."

"puff"

Gu Lan spit out blood again.

This time his vomiting blood was due to the strength of the emperor on the one hand, which really caused him serious injuries.

There is another aspect-the real one was angered by Ling Luoyu.