Chapter 1559

Both figures involuntarily stepped back.

At this moment, they could not help but exchange a glance.

Each saw the solemn expression in the other's eyes.

On the other side, the North Sea Long Wang had already arrived at the battlefield.

"Emperor Han, retreat quickly!"

In his eyes appeared an anxious expression.

At this moment, if not for Lord Donghuang's face, he would have preferred to leave outright.

After all, if a real battle broke out, he would certainly die without doubt.

"North Sea Long Wang, why are you saving me?"

Lord Donghuang frowned and asked, puzzled as to why the other had come to rescue him.

Though they had some acquaintance, it was far from reaching the level of sacrificing one's life.

Upon hearing the voice, the North Sea Long Wang let out a bitter laugh and spoke.

"Your Majesty, this is your matter with the Peng Bird—I cannot interfere.

I merely wish to save you, for if you meet with misfortune, it would be disastrous.

Moreover, with your aid, the Han Dynasty will surely prevail!"

Upon hearing these words, Lord Donghuang's eyes involuntarily showed gratitude.

Then he said.

"Rest assured, they are merely petty fools.

Even if you had not come, I could handle them myself.

These demon clans are not worth mentioning!"

After his words ended, a faint cold gleam appeared in his eyes.

Then he shouted aloud.

"Kill!"

As his voice fell.

Countless soldiers surged forward in an instant.

Yet the North Sea Long Wang's eyes involuntarily showed concern.

He could sense that these soldiers' cultivation levels were far inferior to those of the demon clans.

If not careful, they might all perish.

Just as he prepared to intervene and help.

"Boom!"

Sikong Yuchi Gong had already clashed directly with the Peng Demon King.

The shockwave from the collision of two top-tier powerhouses swept outward in all directions.

Causing the North Sea Long Wang's pupils to contract sharply, for he recognized the disparity between them.

The Peng Demon King was, at this moment, falling into the disadvantage.

And at this very moment.

Ximen Wudi's figure had appeared beside them.

He spoke calmly to the North Sea Dragon King.

"I intend to exterminate the demon clans—I will not tolerate anyone interfering. Otherwise, don't blame me for being uncivil.

Now, leave!"

His voice was icy, causing the North Sea Long Wang to freeze in place—he clearly had not expected such arrogance.

At this moment, a figure flew in from afar.

It was Donghua Emperor.

When he saw the scene before him, he bowed reverently to the ground and cried out.

"Your Majesty, I did not know of your arrival, and failed to greet you properly—please forgive my negligence!"

His voice carried a tone of fear.

After all, Ximen Wudi's reputation throughout the Three Realms was immense.

Even though he had become an Emperor, he still dared not act haughtily.

Yet just after his words ended.

Before Ximen Wudi could speak.

Nabei Sea Long Wang standing nearby coldly said.

A trace of fury.

"Who are you to speak here? This is no place for you.

Leave at once!"

His tone was nearly commanding.

Yet upon hearing this, Donghua Emperor's eyes flashed with a trace of anger.

He was, after all, a proper Emperor.

Though the other's strength surpassed his own,

it was not by much.

Now, to be scolded by a mere Long Wang—how could his heart remain calm?

Just as he prepared to retort.

The Roc Demon King, however, spoke up.

"Donghua, your strength is not bad, but I advise you not to meddle in other people's business.

Otherwise, even you will have to die!"

His voice was sinister and eerie, terrifying in the extreme.

Just as his words had barely fallen—

"Hiss!"

The square-painted halberd in Sikong Yuchi Gong's hand suddenly thrust out.

Blazing halberd-light, wrapped in a dense blood mist.

It shot straight toward the Roc Demon King.

In this strike, he had used every ounce of his strength.

If he could not slay the Roc Demon King, then today he feared he would not be able to escape his predicament.

"Seeking death!"

Upon sensing that fierce attack—

A look of savagery appeared in the Roc Demon King's eyes.

His body in an instant transformed into a giant bird of ten thousand zhang.

A pair of sharp claws reached out directly, meeting that square-painted halberd.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar of impact rang out at this moment.

The entire heavens and earth grew dark and gloomy.

And the Roc Demon King's body was smashed, shooting backward explosively.

He spat fresh blood, a hideous wound appearing on his chest.

At this moment, he looked utterly wretched.

And that Sikong Yuchi Gong was also not faring well.

His whole body collapsed sitting onto the ground.

Yet, a gleam of brilliance surged in his eyes.

His palm slapped onto the war chariot at his side, wanting to stand up.

However, he was left somewhat disheveled by the Roc Demon King's attack.

And the Roc Demon King at this moment truly could not attend to much else.