"Wait, before you set out, you may have to solve some trouble first." Ye Tian suddenly spoke.

At this time, Luo Sen also noticed something and looked up in one direction.

"They are here!" Luo Sen's hand gently pressed on the hilt of the sword behind him.

"It's Hongmeng Sword Slave," Nan Yao's perception range was far from that of Ye Tian and Luo Sen. He said with a guess: "I knew that once I appeared, they would arrive."

"Don't worry, since we're here, you won't be in any danger anymore." Rosen said with a smile.

After a while, a figure appeared in the sky in the distance, flew straight towards the direction where Nan Yao was, with the goal very clear.

But immediately, the man should have noticed Ye Tian and Luo Sen, and suddenly stopped in the air and stared at this side with a fierce look.

The man was wearing a black robe, and his beautiful cheeks were exposed in the shadow of the cloak. He was stiff and frosty, tall and perfect, and his whole body was filled with a proud temperament that seemed to be a dark god.

Ye Tian looked at this person and felt that the other party had no human breath, just like a human-shaped indifferent weapon.

The sword that the other party was actually carrying on his back made Ye Tian narrow his eyes slightly.

Because he had seen that sword made up of long and ferocious fangs of monsters.

When he was in the Mingyuan Sect, Lin Xiuping, the genius of the Sword Sect, held such a sword in his hand.

The two swords are exactly the same, without any difference.

At that time, he had heard that Lin Xiuping was originally designed by the old man Huatian to drive out of the Mingyuan Sect, but he received the help of the Tianzi Sword and returned safely.

At this time, the Hongmeng Sword Nu who was holding the same sword was also a subordinate of Tianchi Sword.

So that's it.

Ye Tian nodded gently.

But he looked in another direction in a blink of an eye.

There, a figure exactly the same as before appeared, carrying the same sword, silently appeared in the air.

The second Hongmeng Sword Slave.

I just heard before that, now when I see it with my own eyes, these people are indeed the same, like cold machinery.

Then, the third and fourth Hongmeng Sword Slave appeared one after another.

I finally stopped here. There were four exactly the same Hongmeng sword slaves standing silently in the void, like sculptures printed on the same mold.

"The number of Hongmeng sword slaves is permanently fixed, with only ninety-nine. There are actually four of them who have captured Nan Yao here. There should be more of them on the Longxiao Sword. It seems that after the defeat of the Mingyuan Sect in Beizhou, the Tianchi Sword is a bit determined to win this time." Luo Sen shook his head gently and said.

As soon as Luo Sen finished speaking, four Hongmeng sword slaves took off the fanged sword on their backs in a very neat manner, but only three flew over, and the last one maintained a warning posture, holding the fanged sword and stayed there.

"You can avoid it quickly, the farther away, the better!" Nan Yao turned around and said to Xu Shangai Yuankai and the others, and also drew out his own sword, which was a slender sword.

"Hongmeng Sword Slave is the eyes of Tianchi Sword. Whatever they see, Tianchi Sword can see."

"We must fight quickly. If we drag it down, Lingying Sword, Tianwu Sword and others will arrive, and there will be more Hongmeng Sword slaves. It is not the time to really start a war with them." Luo Sen ordered in a deep voice.

While speaking, the black cloth wrapped around the body of the Wanxiang Sword on his back was peeling off layer by layer, and the wide and strange iron sword flew out, leading Luo Sen forward and slashed away fiercely against the Hongmeng Sword Slave.

At the same time, Ye Tian also took out the Wuji Sword and met the Hongmeng Sword Slave.

The three of them were against a Hongmeng sword slave.

"clang!"

The Vientiane Sword and the Fanged Sword in Luosen's hand were slashed together, and a loud noise of gold and iron attacks sounded first.

Even though these Hongmeng sword slaves are very good, Luo Sen and Wanxiang Sword are the third-ranked existences of Hongmeng Nine Swords, and were once the strongest. Unexpectedly, after this attack, both sides retreated a hundred feet away, which seemed to be evenly matched.

"Why is this sword slave so strong now?!" Even Luo Sen was a little unbelievable.

At the same time, this attack also made Ye Tian understand why the Longxiao Sword was forced to have only room to hide.

Just a Hongmeng sword slave can actually kill a sword head-on with Luo Sen without falling behind. If there are more than one siege, it will be really difficult.

Ye Tian was thinking that the Hongmeng sword slave opposite him had already arrived in front of him.

Ye Tian slashed out fiercely without thinking.

The Hongmeng Sword Nu was indeed the same as before. He seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. He was completely a cold machine. The fanged sword in his hand did not have any fancy tying to hold the Wuji Sword horizontally.

Ye Tian only felt like he had hit a steel mountain!

The huge reaction force caused by the collision was pushed outwards. In order to relieve the force, Ye Tian flew backwards along the waves, and stopped at about a distance of more than a hundred feet.

The same is true for the Hongmeng Sword Slave opposite.

This is also similar to what Rosen had just happened.

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes slightly. Another key point was that he had already entered the battle. He still couldn't see through the specific cultivation level of the Hongmeng Sword Slave.

Or in other words, these sword slaves may be more similar to a state of lack of cultivation.

They seem to be fighting more than just relying on their powerful self.

They perfectly merged with the fanged sword in their hands, like a complete terrifying weapon.

Ye Tian and Luo Sen's actual combat power are both in the late stage of the Tianxian and even at the peak.

In other words, at least in the initial battle, these Hongmeng sword slaves could at least have the combat power of the late-stage fairy just by relying on themselves.

While Ye Tian was thinking, the Hongmeng sword slave opposite had already rushed up again, and Ye Tian had to put his mind into the battle.

The battle just now did not achieve good results. Ye Tian made a quick decision and changed his tactics, avoiding the sword in a flash.

After retreating a thousand feet away, the magnificent fairy energy in his body fluctuated and spread, causing a huge golden sun to burst out from the inside out in an instant.

The dark night was instantly illuminated by countless dazzling lights like daytime!

...

"What kind of cultivation is this Ye Tian...sen, what kind of cultivation is there?"

The people in the Dragon Sword Mansion who had already hidden below looked up from afar and watched the battle situation in the air. When they saw Ye Tian’s spiritual energy burst out and his momentum was astonishing, Fei Hong subconsciously swallowed and murmured in disbelief.

"Absolutely above the true immortal, or even... the celestial immortal!" Xu Shan said in awe.

In fact, they have not seen high-level monks show great power.

But it was too far away before, and this time the mental shock was still unparalleled.

On the one hand, there were strange encounters tonight.

On the other hand, half an hour ago, Ye Tian was obviously at the Nascent Soul stage and walked side by side with them in a low-key manner, and even chatted for a long time. Especially Fei Hong, he talked to Ye Tian and Luo Sen many times without hesitation.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, the latter burst into the sky with a cultivation level like a god, and the whole world seemed to be surrendering and trembling. This huge contrast deepened and amplified the awe and touch in the hearts of several people.

At the same time, Xu Shan and others saw a huge shadow taking a hurry and fleeing in the direction away from Ye Tian.

It turned out to be the Ice Emperor Wolf. It found that Ye Tian was even more terrifying than it imagined, and subconsciously began to stay away.

Its limbs stepped on the earth and made a loud bang, like a huge and dull war drum pounding heavily.

...

"The Wuji Fierce Sun!"

Ye Tian opened his lips slightly, murmured softly, and the Wuji sword in his hand pointed at the Hongmeng Sword slave in front of him.

The light emitted by the huge sun floating behind him seemed to be alive, and all shone on the Wuji Sword.

These lights reflected back and forth on the Wuji Sword's sword and scattered to the outside.

Countless rays of light kept turning back through the sword body of the Wuji Sword.

These lights intertwined and turned into a huge golden sword shadow that was thousands of feet tall.

This sword looks like the Wuji Sword that has been magnified countless times.

The Hongmeng sword slave in the distance regarded all the changes as if nothing had happened, and indifferently raised his sword to stab Ye Tian.

Ye Tian cut off the Wuji Sword in his hand.

The golden sword shadow, which was a thousand feet tall, was cut off together.

What followed was that the sun was also slashed out with a sword.

"boom!"

With the loud bang, the golden sword shadow hit the Hongmeng sword slave heavily.

He used the fanged sword in his hand to resist it.

But what followed was also an endless golden light, like a spring water falling from the sky, pouring on the Hongmeng Sword Slave.

At this time, he and the Fanged Sword were under the same powerful attack from Ye Tian.

Ye Tian's eyes were serious, without any slackness.

He had already seen that these Hongmeng sword slaves were a complete human-shaped weapon, able to burst out the most peak combat power at all times.

What Ye Tian had to do was to keep this weapon under the extreme attack.

He didn't believe that the temple could have ninety-nine sword slaves who could really match his or Rosen's existence.

In that case, it would be completely easy for the temple to suppress the Divine Spirit Sword, and it would not take such a big effort.
Chapter completed!