It wasn't until the figures of Jiaozi and others were swallowed up by the sea of fire that Ye Shaohan withdrew his gaze: "Prince Moon God and Jiaozi Martial God are by no means as simple as disciples of the three halls!"
Bang Bang! The figures of Lonely Emperor, Yan Chen and others also appeared. Looking at the churning sea of fire all around, a trace of shock flashed across the faces of these people.
Yanchen and others deliberately kept a distance from Ye Shaohan, looking a little wary.
As the flames roared, Lonely Emperor, Yan Chen and others chose to leave without saying a word.
Seeing Yanchen and others leaving the Martial God Continent, the other warriors secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye to Ye Shaohan one after another. In this fifth-level sword tomb, they also noticed the auras of some of their fellow sects.
Ye Shaohan nodded, not caring at all about the departure of these people.
After the warriors from the Martial God Continent left, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes slightly and his powerful soul power rolled out wildly, passing through the boundless flames. This was a world of flames. In Ye Shaohan's perception, flames were everywhere.
Suddenly, Ye Shaohan suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at Zhang Ming. The two looked at each other and smiled.
"This guy is here too!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, and a slightly fat figure with a harmless smile appeared in front of his eyes.
"It's indeed a bit unexpected!" Zhang Ming also had a rare smile on his lips.
Fatty Xiao, Fatty Ye, and Ye Shaohan did not expect to detect his aura in the fifth-level sword tomb. Although these auras were burned by the flames, their auras became extremely weak.
"It's not difficult to find this guy by following his remaining aura!" Ye Shaohan said softly, turned around and looked northwest, the smile on his lips getting thicker and thicker: "Not only Fatty, but also Luo Zeng, Xiao Ding,
The auras of Lin Bing, Jian Xue and others!"
"I didn't expect these people to gather together!" Ye Shaohan had already found the three major ancient clans, Zhang Ming and others, except Fatty and several Sword God Sect disciples.
"Anyone I bring in, I will definitely bring back!" This is Ye Shaohan's insistence and his principle.
Ye Shaohan closed his eyes again, but frowned slightly, and his soul power spread along the fat man's remaining breath. Ye Shaohan noticed that the breath of the fat man and others was a little quick and unstable.
A biting chill spread over Ye Shaohan's body, and the flames beating around him trembled accordingly.
"Being hunted!" Ye Shaohan whispered, suddenly opened his eyes, and his figure immediately shot out.
Zhang Ming's face changed slightly, and he followed behind Ye Shaohan without saying a word. Although Xianxu and others did not know what was going on, they were aware of Ye Shaohan's previous murderous intent, and they followed behind Ye Shaohan with solemn expressions.
In the fifth-level sword tomb, the rocks are all bright red, with flames rising from time to time.
In a steep mountain stream, strange-shaped rocks stand in the middle, and extremely hot magma flows between the rocks, and the hot steam comes out.
Waves of hot air swept across the entire void. Looking up from a distance, the void was a bit blurry, and its scenery seemed to be distorted.
The air in the void is extremely dry, and the sparks splashed below even set off sparks after hitting it.
Several figures stood on the rocks, with lava flowing below. Fatty Xiao was holding the Proud World Sword and looking at the sky with a somewhat indifferent expression.
Behind Fatty Xiao stood Lin Bing, Luo Zeng, Xiao Ding, Jian Xue, a Jade Emperor Palace warrior, and two sect elders from the Martial God Continent.
Compared to the Jade Emperor Palace warriors and others, the faces of Lin Bian and the others were a little pale, and the flames surrounding them brought great oppression to them.
In the sky above, flames filled the air, and several figures stood in the sea of fire. The leaders were Murong Yu, the master of the Sword Temple, and several elders of the Sword Temple.
Above the void, Murong Yu looked at Fatty Xiao below with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Xiao Ziyun, let's capture him without mercy!"
"If you resist and fall, you might as well just follow me!" The will of martial arts permeated Murong Yu's body, and his voice was as loud as thunder, stirring up ripples in the space.
"Capture them without mercy!" Fatty Xiao's indifferent gaze swept through the void, and finally glanced at Murong Yu. A trace of sarcasm appeared on his slightly pale face, and his cold voice echoed in the mountain stream: "The majestic sword
The Lord of the Temple, his position as the Lord of the Sword Temple was silently vacated by other forces, and now he is shamelessly giving it to others? Murong Yu, is the dignity of the Lord of the Sword Temple so unworthy?"
"By seeking refuge with foreign enemies, you have gained a lot of face for the Sword Temple!" Fatty Xiao's tone became more sarcastic, and his eyes were coldly staring at the elders of the Sword Temple and a warrior from a mysterious force behind Murong Yu.
Hearing this, the corner of Murong Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and the coldness suddenly shot out from his eyes: "There are some things you don't understand!"
"With your strength, you cannot escape my pursuit. I promise that as long as you follow me, I will not pursue those people behind you!" An astonishing chill filled Murong Yu's body.
When it came out, the roiling flames around it immediately stopped, and the intensity of the fire became much smaller. Ripples spread out with Murong Yu as the center, the domain, Murong Yu's Spirit Emperor domain.
"I am too lazy to talk nonsense. Since you are going to suffer, then I will take you back!" As Murong Yu's last word fell, his endless sword energy transformed into the void, tearing apart the surrounding flames.
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Ding! The crisp sound of sword chants sounded in the void without any warning. At the same time, Murong Yu took a step forward and waved his sleeves. In the field, the endless sword energy immediately transformed into sword shadows, and the sword shadows were fierce.
With a trembling sound and a hissing sound, it shot out overwhelmingly. There were tens of thousands of sword shadows, so dense that the void within a radius of more than a hundred feet was enveloped.
Looking at the sword shadow that tore through the void and rushed towards him, Fatty Xiao frowned slightly. Murong Yu's martial arts will fell on him like a mountain. The martial arts will of the Spirit Emperor's second level peak was so powerful that the surrounding void even
Although being imprisoned is not as overbearing as the forbidden magical power, a martial arts will is flowing in Fatty Xiao's body. This martial arts will is not the will of the moon god of the third generation, but Fatty Xiao's own martial arts will.
Lin Bing and others' faces were extremely pale. The pressure of the Spirit Emperor realm was definitely not something that the Spirit Sect realm could withstand.
Spiritual Emperor Realm! With his will permeating the air, Fatty Xiao took a step forward, and thick spiritual energy surged out. Fatty Xiao blocked a lot of pressure from Lin Bing and others.
Even so, the figures of Fatty Xiao and others were still exposed under the endless sword shadow.
"Lin Bing, you retreat first!" Fatty Xiao said in a low voice, with an extremely solemn look on his face.
The will flowed around the sword. Fatty Xiao did not retreat but advanced. He raised the sword and swung it out with a flowing sword style.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword! The sword was released, Ye Shaohan took a few steps across, held the sword again, and smashed the dense sword shadow with one strike.
Although the sword was powerful, Fatty Xiao could not crush the sword shadow that filled the sky.
Sword shadows shot out all over the sky, and the Jade Emperor Palace and two Spirit Emperor realm warriors from the Martial God Continent also took action.
Seeing this, Murong Yu sneered and said lightly: "Form up!"
As Murong Yu's words fell to the ground, several cold shouts came from behind him, and several elders of the Sword Temple came out with swords, and terrifying will burst out from them.
Immediately, between heaven and earth, the sharp sword energy swept out like a rainbow, and the void froze in vain.
The void of hundreds of feet in radius seemed to be imprisoned, and the flames boiling below dissipated in vain.
Several figures stood in the southeast, northwest, and the endless sword energy seemed to form a heavenly prison, and Fatty Xiao and others were trapped in this prison of sword energy.
The pressure was so overwhelming that Fatty Xiao and the others felt as if they were in a swamp, with their surroundings completely cut off.
Compared to those in the Spirit Emperor realm, Lin Bing and others were even more unbearable, with almost all the spiritual energy in their bodies solidified.
With a slightly gloomy face, Fatty Xiao looked coldly at the sword energy floating around. The long sword trembled, and the long sword shot out again. Wherever the sword tip crossed, the world trembled in vain.
The magical power of a hundred steps dominates! Within a hundred steps, I, [Meng Shui], am the master! Fatty Xiao’s momentum was as powerful as breaking bamboo, half-shattering the pressure around him, and his figure followed closely in the sword light, at the moment when the sword took a hundred steps.
, Fatty Xiao once again grasped the Aoshi Sword and swung it down on an elder of the Sword Temple. The speed of this sword was not very fast, but the martial arts will permeated on the sword tightly locked the elder of the Sword Temple.
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Bang! The elder of the Sword Temple blocked it with his sword, and a loud sound of metal clashing followed!
Bang bang! The strength exploded, and the elder of the Sword Temple took half a step back, looking solemnly at the slightly fat figure in front of him.
To escape from this place, the first step is to escape from this so-called prison of sword energy.
Fatty Xiao understood this, as did the warriors from the Jade Emperor Palace and the two warriors from the Martial God Continent. They all came out with swords in hand and rushed towards the other elders of the Sword Palace.
The void shook, and the sword energy swept across the sky like a rainbow, setting off monstrous flames.
"Want to break the formation?" In the void, Murong Yu looked down at the monstrous flames. A sneer appeared on his face. His silent figure suddenly moved, passing by the boundless sword energy, and appeared in the blink of an eye.
Behind the fat man.
The sword energy circulated in Murong Yu's fingertips, and Murong Yu's sword finger suddenly came out, shooting directly at Fatty Xiao's back.
Fatty Xiao was always vigilant and noticed the sudden sword energy behind him. Fatty Xiao instantly bent down and gave up on his previous opponent. At the same time, he held the Aoshi Sword in his backhand and spun around. The sword carried terrifying power.
Sweep across.
Bang! The sword finger fell on the sword of Aoshijian, and its fierce sword power immediately collapsed. At the same time, a terrifying wave of sword energy spread out from the place where the two met.
The wave of sword energy came with a crash, and neither Fatty Xiao nor Murong Yu avoided the wave of sword energy.
Fatty Xiao's spiritual energy circulated outside his body, forming an invisible armor that melted away the wave of sword energy. However, the power contained in it spread across Fatty Xiao's body, and his blood energy surged wildly. Fatty Xiao's body thumped backwards and he retreated for several seconds.
step.
In the wave of sword energy, Murong Yu's body remained motionless, and the terrifying energy wave dissipated before it even touched his body.