When Lu Ming and the others blocked all the attacks from all around them, figures flashed around them, and a large group of figures appeared, surrounding them. Mobile version
In front of them were a group of red-skinned young men, each of whom exuded a fiery aura.
Red Flame Clan!
Many people's faces became solemn, they were indeed the Red Flame tribe, and their number was astonishing, there were seventy or eighty of them.
You know, only people under the age of 10,000 years old can enter here. The number of people from the Chiyan tribe who came in actually reached 70 or 80, which shows how powerful it is.
Behind Lu Ming and the others were not the Red Flame tribe, but their number was astonishing, with more than seventy people.
These people are from all different races.
"The Immortal Sword Sect, and the Infinite Holy Land!"
A young man from the Strange Demon Academy exclaimed, and the others also felt their hearts sink.
They all recognized that these young men from different races, like them, came from the other seven sects of the Thirteen Sects of Qintian.
Moreover, the Immortal Sword Sect of the three major overlord forces and the Prodigy of the Infinite Holy Land have come.
Everyone's hearts kept sinking.
The power gap between the two sides is too great.
They fought several fierce battles in the ancestral land of the Ice Soul Clan and lost some of their combat power. Originally, their total number was less than a hundred. Now after losing some, there are only about sixty people left.
The total number of people on the other side was almost 150, which was more than twice their number.
"Bingqing, hand over all your storage rings and I will let you go."
A burly prodigy from the Chiyan Clan sneered. His body was like a burning iron block, emitting wisps of divine fire with astonishing power.
"Yansen, if you have the ability, come and get it yourself."
Bing Qing spoke coldly, the chill in her body getting stronger and stronger.
In his body, the Ice Soul Clan has experienced so many years and finally obtained the Ice Jade Cold Heart. How could he hand it over.
"If you don't hand over, do you really have Bingyu Hanxin? Today, none of you can even think of leaving or taking action."
Yansen, a burly young man from the Chiyan Tribe, waved his hand and gave the order.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The geniuses of the Red Flame Clan, the Immortal Sword Sect and other sects' geniuses shouted loudly, their momentum surged, and they charged towards Lu Ming and the others.
"Meet together and charge forward. As long as we break out of this road, we will be saved!"
Bingqing roared and took the lead, charging towards the Red Flame tribe.
Streams of sword energy bloomed from Bingqing's hand, and there was no ice. Wherever it passed, layers of frost appeared in the space.
"Give me your little trick!"
Yansen shouted loudly and rushed towards Bingqing, his whole body bursting with blazing flames, and the temperature of the space rose sharply.
Boom boom boom!
He kept pumping out his fists, and the fist shadows like lava rushed towards Bingqing. The space emitted a hissing sound and a violent roar.
Circles of blazing energy and cold energy spread out in all directions.
The two fought together, and Yansen's fighting power was extremely terrifying, and he and Bingqing were tied.
At the same time, Lu Ming and the others also suffered a terrible attack.
Ah! Ah!
Several screams rang out in succession.
The difference in strength between the two sides was huge. When they fought, Lu Ming and his team suffered heavy losses, and several people were killed.
The attacking formation of Lu Ming and others was also blocked.
Keng!
The sound of swords resounded throughout the sky. A young man in black, with a cold face and extremely terrifying fighting power, slashed out with a sword, and a genius of the Ice Soul Clan was beheaded by him.
This is a genius of the Immortal Sword Sect, and his strength is slightly stronger than that of Liu Kai.
On the other side, there was a young man in white robe, who was very elegant, but also extremely powerful in combat. He killed one person in a fight.
This person comes from the Infinite Holy Land.
The most astonishing thing is that within the Chiyan clan, there are several geniuses whose strength is not inferior to that of Liu Kai, but even stronger than Liu Kai. Under the leadership of these people, Lu Ming and his team are retreating steadily, and people are constantly being killed.
boom!
A master from the Scarlet Flame Clan punched out a disciple of the Kongxuan Sect and turned it into ashes.
Kong Xuanzong has a total of ten geniuses. They have never fallen before. Now, he is the first one to die in battle.
"We can't go on like this. We'll leave in batches, one by one if we can. You follow me."
Lu Ming yelled.
In this situation, Lu Ming could no longer care about the Ice Soul Clan. He led the Kongxuan Sect people and charged wildly to the side. Lu Ming rushed to the front, bursting out with all his strength, and thrust out the spear continuously.
Two young people from the Chiyan Tribe were assassinated by Lu Ming in succession, and several other young people from the Chiyan Tribe coughed up blood and retreated.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
A young master from the Chiyan Tribe stared at Lu Ming and charged towards him.
With a pair of red gloves on his hands, he punched out several times in a row. The hot punches were crushing towards Lu Ming. Before the punches could reach, everyone felt that their whole bodies were on fire.
The spear in Lu Ming's hand was continuously swept out and collided with this person, but as a result, Lu Ming took several steps back.
"What a strong fighting force."
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
The combat power of this Scarlet Flame Clan was not inferior to Liu Kai's. In a head-on collision, Lu Ming was at a disadvantage.
"Boy, if you dare to kill anyone from my Chiyan tribe, you will die."
The young man from the Chiyan Tribe spoke ferociously and continued to kill Lu Ming.
Lu Ming tried his best to fight the opponent, while An Hai and others formed a circle to resist attacks from all directions, but the situation was still precarious.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Lu Ming and the young man from the Red Flame Clan exchanged dozens of moves in an instant. In the end, Lu Ming kept retreating and was completely suppressed.
"Boy, turn it into ashes for me!"
The young man from the Chiyan tribe roared and punched like crazy.
"Yeah?"
At this moment, Lu Ming spoke indifferently, and then, an ice chain flew out of his body and wrapped around the other party.
"It's just a chain, melt it for me."
The young man from the Red Flame Tribe spoke indifferently, not paying attention to the Ice Chain at all. He punched out, and the blazing flames were blasted towards the Ice Chain, trying to melt the Ice Chain away.
However, the ice chain didn't do anything at all and rushed past.
"This is..."
The young man from the Red Flame Clan was shocked. He obviously did not expect that his fist strength would have no effect on an ice chain. He was stunned for a moment, and the ice chain had already wrapped around him, and then quickly tightened.
"Give it to me..."
The young man from the Red Flame tribe roared and exploded wildly. His body was like a furnace, the temperature was so high that it was about to melt the ice chains.
However, the ice chains did nothing and quickly tightened. The terrible chill directly extinguished the flames of the Red Flame youth, and then a layer of ice covered the Red Flame youth.
"No way, no no..."
The young man from the Red Flame Tribe yelled in horror. He never imagined that Lu Ming could control such terrifying ice. Even his flames could be frozen.