Just as he was meditating, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the stone room. He turned his head and heard a 'bang' sound, and the door of the stone room suddenly burst open. Immediately, a group of more than ten people rushed into the stone room one after another.
"Lord Yanwang, are you okay?"
Leng Xuan frowned. It was probably because of the sound of fighting that the people from Prince Yan's Palace were attracted. I have to say that the foundation of Prince Yan's Palace is indeed impressive. Among the cultivators in front of him, there are actually seven powerful ones in the Mahayana stage.
, and the rest are all strong men in the Tribulation Stage. If this strength is placed in the world of foreign cultivation, it can definitely dominate one side. In comparison, the four major forces are far behind.
Seeing his reinforcements arriving, King Yan's face finally relaxed. He squinted at Leng Xuan and said in a cold voice: "Stop him." As his words fell, more than a dozen members of King Yan's Mansion did not hesitate at all.
He immediately attacked Leng Xuan. While everyone was besieging Leng Xuan, Yan Wang pressed against the wall and quickly moved towards the stone room. However, Leng Xuan's eyes were always locked on him. Seeing that the other party was about to escape, he immediately shook his back.
With his wings, he rushed towards King Yan. At the same time, Leng Er appeared out of thin air in the stone chamber, blocking the attack of others.
"Where to escape!" Leng Xuan shouted, his figure was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he chased him out of the stone room and rushed along the passage. At this time, above Leng Xuan's head, a stream of light suddenly flew towards him.
However, the speed was more than twice as fast as him. When Leng Xuan noticed its appearance, the stream of light burst suddenly, and the speed increased again, and even the naked eye could not catch its trajectory. In his eyes
, only to see Yan Wang escaping in front suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, motionless. And on Yan Wang's back, there was a dark sword. Leng Xuan felt relieved and quickly flew up and arrived.
The King of Flame's side.
After checking Yan Wang's pulse, Leng Xuan was surprised to find that he had no breath.
Looking at the sword, Leng Xuan's heart was full of surprise. He had seen how powerful this sword was, and it could kill powerful people in the Mahayana stage at will. However, what he didn't expect was that the sword could even kill a powerful semi-immortal.
Solved. "That's right." He suddenly remembered the sharp scream that sounded out of thin air just now in the stone chamber.
"Could it be Chiwu?" Since the sword appeared, he has lost contact with Chiwu. However, the scream he just heard was obviously made by Chiwu. From this point of view, Chiwu
Not dead, but always in this sword.
"If it's Senior Chiwu, why doesn't he contact me?" Leng Xuan thought for a while, and then tried to communicate with the sword. However, the result made him very disappointed. No matter how he contacted, nothing happened.
After receiving no response, Leng Xuan shook his head helplessly, and once again set his sights on the body of King Yan.
"Strange." Leng Xuan frowned secretly. When he killed the strong men in the Mahayana stage, the original power would appear, but King Yan did not. He also thought of absorbing the original power of King Yan to restore his cultivation.
come over.
"How could this happen?" As he was thinking, he saw Leng Er running away from the stone room, with the group of men from Prince Yan's Mansion following closely behind him. Seeing this, Leng Xuan picked up Prince Yan's body and threw him out. Yan
When everyone in the palace saw this, their expressions suddenly changed. They looked at Leng Xuan with horrified eyes, and no one dared to approach him again.