Ancient Godly Emperor

4Although he had some conflicts with people of the Ji Family because he was a person of the Holy Martial Divine College.     3

    

However, not to mention those things that should have already passed, even if there wasn't a Conferred Martial Saint in the past, Lau Yu would still be happy.    

    

However, very quickly, Lau Yu felt that something was wrong. Because, suddenly facing such a situation, the Devil Clan side actually did not show any signs of panic.    

    

Lau Yu even saw a smug smile in the eyes of a Capricorn.    

    

Devil Clan crafty words rang in Lau Yu's ears once again, and looked towards Ji Wutian.    

    

Ji Wutian was becoming more and more brave as the battle progressed. However, he had already left the battle circle between the SemiGod and Titled Martial Saint.    

    

Ji Wutian looked very impressive at the moment, but once anything changed, there would be no one who could save him.    

    

Just as Lau Yu was beginning to feel that something was wrong, two Conferred Martial Saint s suddenly appeared beside the Devil Clan Conferred Martial Saint s that were fighting with Ji Wutian.    

    

In other words, Ji Wutian was currently facing three Conferred Martial Saint s.    

    

Lau Yu could not help but gasp. At this moment, with the three Devil Clan Conferred Martial Saint s overlaying each other, even if Ji Wutian could defeat two Conferred Martial Saint s, he still had to take the attack of one Conferred Martial Saint head on.    

    

All of this was obviously planned by the Devil Clan long ago. The Devil Clan must have formulated this plan when Ji Wutian was about to break through into the Conferred Martial Saint.    

    

Thinking of this, Lau Yu couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. The craftiness of Devil Clan, he finally had a new understanding.    

    

Ji Wutian did not panic facing the three Conferred Martial Saint s. His calmness made Lau Yu praise him in his heart.    

    

If he were to suddenly face the onslaught of three Conferred Martial Saint s, his first thought would probably be to rack his brains for a way to escape.    

    

The attacks of the three Conferred Martial Saint s had arrived at the same time. Ji Wutian had only chosen two of them to fight.    

    

Boom!    

    

Ji Wutian was temporarily forced back by the powerful force. At this moment, the attack from behind arrived.    

    

However, just as he was about to attack Ji Wutian, his face revealed a cunning look. Suddenly, a powerful burst of power that far exceeded that of a Conferred Martial Saint struck Ji Wutian's body.    

    

Suddenly, a sliver of light also emerged on Ji Wutian's body. The two powers clashed against each other and canceled each other out. Very soon, they would disappear.    

    

At this moment, Ji Wutian could no longer remain calm. He already knew the scheme of the three people.    

    

The three of them must have known that he had something to protect himself. Thus, they first used the power of the demigod seal to drain the power his father Ji Wuming gave him and then attacked him.    

    

At that time, no matter what, as long as he dared to forcefully defend against the attack of any of the SemiGod's Sealing Power, the result would be his death.    

    

When Ji Wuming saw the power that he had left in his son was broken, his face immediately changed. He now understood the strategy of Devil Clan.    

    

Ji Wuming wanted to go down and save his son's life, but he was stopped by the two Devil Clan and SemiGods in the end.    

    

"Hehe!" There was no way to save him! We have already planned everything beforehand. With me stopping him, coupled with the distance between you and him, even if you are fast enough, it would be too late. " A Devil Clan demigod resisted Ji Wuming and laughed loudly.    

    

Ji Wuming suddenly became angry, but more of it was dejection and helplessness.    

    

On the side of the SemiGods, he and the City Lord fought one-on-one. The City Lord, who was at the peak of the SemiGod Realm, was barely able to fight the two SemiGods, Devil Clan, to a draw.    

    

The other deputy city lords held a slight advantage, but that advantage was too small.    

    

As for him, Ji Wuming, he was dragged along with him by the Heavenly Divine Artifact. However, he had not been able to break through to the SemiGod Realm for a long time, so his cultivation was still lacking.    

    

However, Ji Wuming was not discouraged. He felt that if he could persevere any longer, he would be able to tie with the two of them and with a higher cultivation, he would be able to defeat the two Devil Clan SemiGods.    

    

However, the Devil Clan and the half god were clearly aware of the situation, and naturally would not give him any time to react. At this moment, they had already taken action, targeting the father and son duo.    

    

In his heart, Ji Wuming was furious. He attacked without reservation to vent his anger. He knew that he could not save his son. He could only watch as his son was killed.    

    

Compared to that, Ji Wutian's face was full of regret. He was too careless.    

    

He felt that breaking through to the Conferred Martial Saint was the time to display his might. In the end, he was probably destined to die before his master could even make a move.    

    

Conferred Martial Saint s were rarely killed, and most likely, not even one Conferred Martial Saint would be killed on the battlefield in a hundred years. However, Ji Wutian was afraid that he would become the first Conferred Martial Saint to be killed in the past hundred years.    

    

The power of the Demigod Seal contained some of the mysteries of God Power. If it was to block it with all his strength, Ji Wutian had the confidence to block it.    

    

However, it was already a foregone conclusion that he would have to use his physical body to defend.    

    

The attack had come again. Although Ji Wutian felt that he was going to die for sure, he was determined to fight to the death.    

    

Thinking about it, Ji Wutian attacked one of them like crazy, almost not defending at all.    

    

Out of the three Devil Clan Conferred Martial Saint s, two of them did not need to use too much effort to block Ji Wutian's attack. The other one, on the other hand, prepared to attack Ji Wutian once again.    

    

Just at this moment, a figure blocked in front of him, blocking the Devil Clan Conferred Martial Saint who was about to attack Ji Wutian.    

    

"Who are you?" The Conferred Martial Saint shouted.    

    

"Lau Yu?" Ji Wutian said with a slightly puzzled tone, revealing Lau Yu's name.    

    

Although Ji Wutian was a little unhappy with Lau Yu, he did not wish for a person with good talent like Lau Yu to die, if there was any hope in breaking through to a Titled Martial Saint in the future.    

    

Therefore, Ji Wutian shouted: "Why are you here? Hurry up and leave!"    

    

Lau Yu looked at the Devil Clan on the other side, and then said to Ji Wutian, "I'll leave those two guys to you, is that alright? As for this guy, leave him to me. "    

    

"Can you do it? The other party is a Conferred Martial Saint. If you had the Peak of Holy King, you might still have some hope. Ji Wutian hesitated for a moment, although deep down, he really hoped that Lau Yu could block one of the Conferred Martial Saint s.    

    

However, he knew that there was almost no possibility of this happening. The final result would only be his death and Lau Yu's own life would be ended by then.    

    

After all, once the Conferred Martial Saint s made their appearance, the increase in fighting strength would be really terrifying. In addition to his own condition, it had also been reduced and suppressed.    

    

When he reached Peak of Holy King, he could only barely maintain being at a disadvantage and not being defeated by the Conferred Martial Saint s.    

    

As for Lau Yu, from the looks of it, he had only just broken through to become a Saint Ruler. With his cultivation, would he be able to persevere in the hands of a Conferred Martial Saint?