Chapter four hundred and ninety-two: People do not fail me, I do not fail others!
Self-destruct!
Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he slashed out with his sword.
laugh!
A piece of sword light shook out, and a dozen people in front of Ye Xuan were killed by the sword light, while Ye Xuan turned around and rushed towards the army!
Zhan Jun looked at Ye Xuan in front of him and grinned, "Brother, take care!"
As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, a hand suddenly pressed on Zhan Jun's shoulder. In an instant, the powerful force in Zhan Jun's body was directly suppressed.
Zhan Jun opened his eyes, and in front of him stood a man in black robes. Behind this man in black robes, there were nine men in long black clothes. The appearance of these nine people could not be clearly seen.
Zhan Jun was a little confused, "Who are you?"
The reason why he was confused was because he had never seen these people.
The man in black robe did not answer Zhan Jun. He turned around and looked at Ye Xuan. At this time, Ye Xuan was already in front of him.
Ye Xuan looked at the men in black robes, "You are!"
The man in black robe said: "Master Ye, we are here to help you. As for anything else, we can't tell you for the time being!"
Ye Xuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Thank you!"
The man in black robe looked up at the sky and said softly: "Master Ye, are you willing to come with us?"
Walk?
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, "Let's go?"
The man in black robe nodded, "Young Master Ye, to be honest, this time, the orderers are serious about it. With the current strength of the Moko clan and the Weiyang Star Region, it is impossible to stop them."
As he said that, he looked at Ye Xuan, "If you stay here, you will only die in vain!"
Die!
Ye Xuan turned his head and looked at the sky, where there was a dark army.
It can be said that it is only a matter of time before Weiyang Star Territory and the Moko Clan are defeated!
Ye Xuan said softly: "I, Ye Xuan, appreciate your kindness."
The man in black robe said solemnly: "Master Ye, you have no chance of winning!"
Ye Xuandao: "There is no chance of winning, so I can't leave."
As he said that, he looked towards the sky and said softly: "If people don't let me down, I won't let them down."
The man in black robe sighed in a low voice. In fact, he had already expected it.
Ye Xuan looked at the man in black robe, "Everyone, I don't know who you are, but please don't get involved in this matter."
The man in black robe smiled and said: "We are here just to help."
As he spoke, he waved his right hand.
Behind the man in black robe, nine people suddenly rose into the sky.
Nine experts at the peak of the Holy Realm, and they are not even at the peak of the Holy Realm!
Very strong!
Ye Xuan looked at the man in black robe, who smiled and said: "I know Mr. Ye has doubts. If he wins, I will tell Mr. Ye. But if he loses... everything is meaningless."
Ye Xuan nodded, "No matter what, thank you very much!"
The man in black robe said: "Let's talk back!"
After the voice fell, he turned around and rose into the sky, rushing directly towards a strong man in the reincarnation realm!
Ye Xuan turned to look at Zhan Jun. Just as Zhan Jun was about to speak, Ye Xuan suddenly picked him up and took him to the Burial Great Wall.
Ye Xuan put Zhan Jun on the ground, "Heal your wounds well. If we are all dead before the wounds heal, you can self-destruct. If we are not dead, then come out to help!"
After saying that, he turned around and disappeared not far away.
In place, the war army was silent for a moment, then began to devour the Purple Source Crystal crazily!
Heal!
What he needs to do now is to heal quickly!
Outside the Burial Great Wall, Ye Xuan stood in the air. At this moment, there were screams everywhere in the starry sky, and people were dying every moment.
Although the black-robed man and others joined in, the effect was not particularly great!
At this moment, a certain space suddenly exploded, and a woman walked out. This person was the painter!
When he saw the painter, the face of the purple-robed old man in the starry sky suddenly darkened.
The painter looked up at the starry sky. Finally, her eyes fell on the old man in purple robe. The latter's expression suddenly changed. At this time, the painter suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in the starry sky.
The old man in purple robe was horrified, "Stop her!"
Dozens of strong men rushed directly towards the painter, but in less than a breath, these dozens of people moved their heads away. At the same time, the painter had already appeared in front of the purple-robed old man!
Just as the painter was about to take action, an afterimage suddenly glanced at her.
The painter frowned slightly and raised his hand to press it down.
boom!
A wave of air suddenly erupted from the palm of the painter's hand, but it was quickly annihilated, and the painter retreated from nearly a hundred battles in a row!
At this moment, standing in front of the purple-robed old man, was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was wearing a black coat and had a long sheathed knife hanging from his waist.
The painter looked at the middle-aged man, who was holding the handle of the knife in his right hand. After a moment of silence, he suddenly drew the knife.
laugh!
A blade of light burst out from the scabbard, as bright as the scorching sun.
In the distance, the painter's jade hand gently pressed forward, and the space in front of her palm suddenly condensed quickly.
At this time, the sword light arrived.
Boom!
The space in front of the painter began to tremble violently, and then cracked inch by inch. In less than a breath, the space within a thousand feet around the painter directly cracked into a spider web shape!
The painter's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and he lightly pressed forward, "Break!"
The words fall——
Boom!
The space in front of the painter began to collapse inch by inch, and a powerful force spread towards the man with the knife like a tsunami.
Opposite the painter, the man with the knife had an expressionless face. His eyes were slightly closed, and he held the handle of the knife with his right hand. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward, drew the knife with his right hand and slashed, all in one movement!
laugh!
A wisp of sword energy shot through the air.
laugh!
The sword energy tore through everything, even the power of the painter was torn apart.
The space in front of the two people was like a piece of cloth, and the sword energy was like a pair of sharp scissors. Soon, the sword energy tore through the space and came to the painter!
The painter puts his hands together!
This combination directly blocked the sword energy. After a moment of silence, the painter pressed hard.
The sword energy disappeared instantly!
But at this moment, a knife slashed down from the painter's head, and the painter suddenly disappeared...
Just like that, the two started fighting.
The two sides can be said to be evenly matched!
Below, Ye Xuan looked up at the purple-robed old man in the starry sky, and at this time, the purple-robed old man was also looking at him.
The purple-robed old man did not take action. All he had to do now was wait, because their side had already gained the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before the Moko tribe and the Weiyang Star Territory were defeated!
Ye Xuan seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly looked at Mo Xie's position in the distance. At this moment, Mo Xie was killing people crazily.
Ye Xuan suddenly said: "Mo Xie, help me! I will kill that old immortal!"
When the voice fell, he turned into a sword light and rose into the sky.
A hundred feet away, Mo Xie, who was slaughtering, turned to look at Ye Xuan's position. The next moment, his figure trembled and turned into a black shadow and chased Ye Xuan. He was extremely fast and reached Ye Xuan in the blink of an eye.
Next to Xuan!
Ye Xuandao: "Help me stop the others!"
Moye didn't say anything, he just stared at the purple-robed old man in the starry sky.
In the starry sky, when he saw Ye Xuan and Mo Xie rushing towards him, the face of the purple-robed old man suddenly changed. He knew how terrifying Ye Xuan and Mo Xie were. Although these two people were very young, they were both monsters among monsters.
It can be said that it is very, very simple for people to join forces and kill a strong person in the Creation Realm!
The purple-robed old man shouted angrily, "Stop them! Stop them!"
As soon as the voice fell, countless strong men around them rushed towards Ye Xuan and Mo Xie. However, before these people could get close to Ye Xuan and Mo Xie, they were killed by two flying swords, more than a dozen of them!
When the rest of the people came into contact with Ye Xuan and Mo Xie, Mo Xie's speed suddenly increased and he rushed directly into the crowd. He punched forward with both fists.
Boom!
In the starry sky, an explosion sounded like thunder, and more than a dozen strong men were crushed on the spot!
Ye Xuan, on the other hand, used two flying swords to forcefully rush in front of the old man in purple robe. However, at this moment, the old man in purple robe suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile was a little weird!
Upon noticing this scene, Ye Xuan's expression changed drastically, and at this moment, he could no longer hold back, so he slashed down with his sword.
The sword is a soul-suppressing sword!
If this sword falls so close, the old man in purple robe will die, because the old man in purple robe is in the soul body at this moment!
Just when Ye Xuan's sword was about to fall, a blurry black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xuan. The next moment, Ye Xuan felt the breath of death.
However, Ye Xuan looked extremely calm, and the sword still fell!
The blurry shadow retreated dozens of feet, because a monster appeared next to Ye Xuan.
The master on the second floor!
At this moment, the old man in purple robe was stunned. He did not expect that the black shadow would suddenly retreat, and it was too late for him to retreat now!
Ye Xuan's sword slashed down.
laugh!
The soul of the purple-robed old man suddenly became illusive.
Behind the purple-robed old man, Ye Xuan said coldly: "I want you to laugh!"
As soon as the voice fell, he slashed out with his sword.
The soul of the purple-robed old man began to dissipate instantly.
In front of Ye Xuan, the dark figure stared at the master on the second floor behind Ye Xuan, "I guess you are the mysterious strong man behind Ye Xuan! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"