Faced with Lu Ren's words, the members of the Lost Soul Clan were all stunned.
If Lu Ren had faced them one-on-one, they believed he might have had a chance of defeating either of them.
But these two were both top Divine Kings on the Desolate Ranking, warriors who had proven themselves in the Ancient Desolate Divine King Arena.
Yue Qiubai in particular was a genius with a hundred Meridian Wheels. How could this fight be won?
"Demon Emperor Venerable!"
Empress Fanyin called out worriedly.
"Don't worry. I can handle both of them!"
Lu Ren gave Empress Fanyin a faint smile, then reached out and drew the Great Desolation Sumeru Sword into his hand.
"Yue Qiubai, this Demon Emperor Venerable must have encountered some fortuitous opportunity on the Ancient Desolate Path. Don't hold back. Kill him directly!"
Jue Ming said to Yue Qiubai.
"Alright!"
Yue Qiubai nodded, sensing that Lu Ren was no longer the same as before.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two erupted with their bloodlines at the same time, their auras soaring. Yue Qiubai's bloodline in particular took the form of a Two-headed Silver Wolf, and they both pounced toward Lu Ren.
"Kill!"
Lu Ren roared, his voice like sudden thunder, shaking the four directions.
He swung the longsword in his hand like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, its momentum vast and majestic. That terrifying blade seemed capable of tearing apart the void as it swept out with boundless killing intent.
A black sword light burst across the sky like an ink-black bolt of lightning, slicing through the heavens as it slashed toward both Yue Qiubai and Jue Ming.
Before the sword light even reached them, Yue Qiubai and Jue Ming felt a fierce gale crashing into them like a stormy downpour. It was like Mount Tai