The terrifying Saint-level battle is still going on. The Saint-level auras are surging and fluctuating like the sea. The earth-shattering Saint-level power is colliding violently, bursting out with bursts of roaring sounds, shaking the world.
This is the sky.
This battlefield has changed beyond recognition.
Some of the ground was smashed with holes, and some of the ground was plowed with cracks. There were many broken trees around, and the entire battlefield was in a mess.
Creating such a horrific battlefield scene is simply beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
Only the extraordinary saint-level warriors can cause such incredible and huge destructive power in a battle that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Boom!
In the collision with such holy power, Old Man Ye's old body was once again shaken backwards. His legs were holding on to the ground so hard that the soles of his legs were on the ground while he was going backwards.
The plow left two obvious marks.
Old Man Ye stabilized his body, and his body was already stained with a lot of blood, most of it was his, but there was also some blood stains on the other party's body.
"Ye Wu, why don't you fall down!"
The old man in black scarf shouted angrily. The difficulty of this battle was far beyond his imagination. Before this, he never thought that Ye Wusheng, who had fallen into a low level of martial arts, could hold on until now.
Among the four holy masters on their side, the old monster and the old holy master Wuya were injured one after another. The witch ancestor was also affected by Old Man Ye's overbearing holy power. The old man in black scarf was the one whom Old Man Ye concentrated his firepower on.
, even with the strength of the black scarf old man in the Great Saint Realm, he could not help but suffer some injuries.
Of course, their injuries were nothing compared to Old Man Ye.
However, time and time again, they thought that this bad old man couldn't hold on and was about to run out of gas, but he was still able to burst out with amazing potential every time. His Great Vajra-level body was beaten again and again, and the light was about to be extinguished, but it was about to go out.
Time and time again, this bad old man's unyielding fighting spirit arose again.
This battle has continued until now, far beyond their imagination.
After all, Ye Wusheng is no longer at the peak of his fighting power when he was traversing the ancient martial arts world. Now his martial arts has declined. It stands to reason that the two Great Saints and two Full Saints join forces, not to mention killing him immediately.
, it won’t be more than ten rounds of fighting.
But they misjudged Old Man Ye’s powerful Vajra body, and even more misjudged Old Man Ye’s unparalleled fist power!
Old Man Ye squinted his small eyes. Even though he looked scarred, he still looked awesome. At least he could not lose in terms of momentum. He said: "Fell? Of course I can't fall. I promised
Ye Xiaozi, when he comes out, I will drink with him for three days and three nights... We have been dependent on each other since childhood, and our breaths are somewhat connected. If I fall down, old man, Ye Xiaozi will probably be able to hold on inside.
Can’t live there? So——”
Old Man Ye paused when he said this, and then said angrily: "Don't talk about you two great saints, even if the four of you are in the great saint realm, I will hold on for a while until Ye Xiaozi and the others come out.
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"Hmph, the fuel is exhausted and the weapon is exhausted. I will see how long you can last! Kill!"
The old man in black scarf shouted violently again, and joined forces with the other three saint-level experts to attack Old Man Ye again.
Another shocking showdown begins again.
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Pointing Peak.
The mysterious old man had been staring at the sky all the time, and the expression on his old face became more and more solemn, and even began to show a hint of nervousness.
I don't know how long it took, but he seemed to feel something in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the darkness shrouded in the night outside Duanfeng Mountain. He obviously sensed something.
"Is this here to assist Ye Wusheng?"
As he spoke, he looked towards the short peak in the south. In his perception, Ye Wusheng's fist spirit was still extremely powerful, but it had already shown signs of insufficient back power, indicating that Ye Wusheng had begun to collapse.
When you start to feel weak, you may be defeated anytime and anywhere, and you won't be able to hold on for long.
"If I take action..." The mysterious old Taoist said to himself. With his strength, if he takes action, it will definitely be the straw that breaks the camel's back.
"Forget it, Ye Wusheng's killing round was not part of our plan. Besides, swallowing the dragon has reached the most critical moment, so we can't be distracted. I can only say that Ye Wusheng should not die this time!"
The mysterious old man muttered to himself. He withdrew his gaze and stared at the vision above the sky with all his concentration.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky and thunder rolled, but the rain did not fall.
What he was waiting for was the storm.
That will be the time to swallow the dragon.
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East.
Qi Yang, the master of chess, seemed to have sensed it. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance. After a long time, he said to himself: "I never thought that these two people are here too. It is said that those who have gained the Tao are more helpful. It seems that Ye Wusheng still resists."
Live with this calamity!"
"The sky is showing strange phenomena, but it has not yet fallen. The momentum of this chessboard is afraid of changing!"
Qi Yang looked down at the chessboard on the ground and muttered to himself.
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Outside Duanfeng Mountain, two figures, from two directions, were rushing toward the short peak in the south.
There was a vague sense of supreme power surrounding these two people, and there was an aura of holy pressure surging around them. They did not hide their auras.
This is tantamount to announcing to the people of the ongoing holy war on the southern short peak, they are here!
In addition to these two figures, further away, there is a purple figure running at a lightning speed, constantly muttering silently along the way: "Ye Wu, you must hold on! Don't let anything happen to you!"
In the battlefield on the short peak in the south.
When Old Man Ye was forced to retreat like flying again, the old man in black scarf, Wu Ancestor and others did not pursue him. They subconsciously stopped and looked in two directions, sensing two rapid movements.
The approaching holy level aura.
The old man in black scarf looked furious, his eyes flashed with unwillingness, and he couldn't help but said: "Why are these two people here? They just came at this time!"
As soon as the old man in black scarf finished speaking, the people present suddenly sensed that the terrain on the short peak in the south was obviously different. The entire terrain seemed to be blessed by some kind of terrain formation, faintly showing a kind of direct pursuit of the saint.
The terrifying terrain and the pressure of the great array.
The old man in black scarf was unwilling to give up. He firmly believed that if they were given another quarter of an hour, they would be sure to kill Ye Wusheng.
The problem is that in less than a minute, those two figures will arrive.
"The operation is over, withdraw!"
The old man in black scarf gritted his teeth and spoke. He was very decisive and chose to evacuate immediately.
In an instant, the four saint-level powerhouses headed by the old man in black scarf all moved and retreated.
The old man in black scarf had to wear a black scarf when he came to kill Ye Wusheng. He did not want to show his true face. At present, two saint-level figures came to help Ye Wusheng, which meant that they wanted to continue to kill Ye Wusheng.
It is already difficult, or rather impossible, to become a Martial Saint.
All the old man in black scarf can do is to retreat before the other party comes. Otherwise, if his identity is exposed, word will spread to the ancient martial arts world that the ancestors of the Xuanyuan family have taken the lead in killing Ye Wusheng. Then the reputation of the Xuanyuan family will be different.
The image will be questioned.
Although the siege and killing of Ye Wusheng was important, the Xuanyuan family's century-old plan was even more important.
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