The moment his finger touched the Qianlong Ring, an infinite power burst out.
In an instant, all the power and energy around him were instantly dispersed.
The space between heaven and earth is filled with a vast and shocking power that cannot be described in words.
The five people who were attacking Bai Ye were instantly shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
"This...what kind of breath is this?"
"Oh my god, I... I actually feel a trembling fear! It has been so many years, and there have been almost no existences that can give me a sense of fear, but today I actually felt it in this Jin Emperor period being... Could it be that
...Does this person have any amazing magic weapon??"
"It's impossible...he...how did he do it? What on earth is he going to come up with?"
The expressions of the other people also became tense.
"Everyone, be careful. This guy must have some tricks up his sleeve. Follow me and kill him quickly! Don't give him any chance!" The red-haired man lowered his voice, and with a low shout, he mentioned
Attack with sword.
The other four people didn't hesitate. They roared and flew forward. The cruel and destructive aura was like a big hand, directly wrapping Bai Ye's body, and then shrinking crazily, trying to completely imprison him.
The red-haired man seized the opportunity, his eyes were cold and like the swift wind, he approached Bai Ye directly and slashed towards his throat with a sword.
But just when he was about to lift the sword and drop it, a rapid and terrifying sense of depression suddenly covered his whole body.
At this moment, the red-haired man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He felt that his whole body had become cold, and a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before in his life came over his heart.
The red-haired man's face suddenly darkened. He sensed something was wrong and retreated suddenly.
A danger signal flashed in his mind.
He felt that if he continued to attack, he would be the only one who died...
"Why not attack?" Shiyan exclaimed in shock.
But the red-haired man did not answer, but kept retreating without any hesitation.
The other four people were very confused.
And at this time...
Wow!
A powerful and powerful sword intent suddenly burst out from Bai Ye's body.
"What?"
The four people were trembling and hurriedly evacuated.
But it was too late.
"Defense!" The bearded soul man roared, his soul energy burst out, and he hurriedly blocked the incoming sword intent.
Bang bang bang...
The sword intent exploded, erupting into ripples like plum blossoms, blooming in the sky and on the ground. All four people were blasted out and fell heavily to the ground.
Shiyan, who was weaker, had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, covering his chest and almost unable to stand up.
As for the rest of the people, they all felt uncomfortable and were particularly embarrassed.
No one expected that this little Jin Emperor would have such terrifying strength.
This is simply unbelievable!!
"How could this happen?" The old man stood up with a cane to support his body, exhaled, stared at the white night, and said in a deep voice.
No one answered his words.
Just look at everyone's eyes falling on Bai Ye.
He moved his finger away from the Qianlong ring, and the moment he moved his finger away...
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
Waves of bright and magical light burst out between his fingers.
At that moment, the sun and moon lost their color, and the stars became dim, as if everything in the world had lost its color at this moment...
Everyone's eyes widened.
Especially the red-haired man, who stared at Bai Ye in disbelief and almost stopped breathing.
After a moment, he shouted with trembling lips.
"Hong...Hongbing!"
When his voice fell, everyone trembled.
But he saw seven haloes of light appearing around Bai Ye, and in each halo, there was the shadow of a weapon...
"You mean... among his weapons... there is a Hongbing?" Shi Yan looked at the red-haired man blankly and asked.
As he spoke, Shiyan's breathing became extremely rapid.
However, the red-haired man still looked at Bai Ye like a fool. After a long time, he said blankly: "It's not..."
"No...not a handful??"
"Could it be that he...he still has two Hongbing?"
"Impossible! The Hongbing is so precious! To be able to get one is to have an incredible opportunity. How could this person be so virtuous and capable that he can get two Hongbing? This is simply impossible! I don't believe it!"
The roar resounded.
It's the one with the long beard.
The others also nodded.
Even though he is stronger than them, he has not seen any trace of Hongbing so far, let alone obtained one.
And the other party has two?
What kind of incredible opportunity would it take to accomplish this?
However... the red-haired man tried his best and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Not one, not two, but all the weapons around him! They are all Hongbing!"
As soon as the voice fell to the ground, everyone felt that their brains were shaking crazily, and their souls seemed to be leaving their bodies at this moment!
"Seven...seven...Hongbing??" Shi Yan looked at Bai Ye stupidly, as if his head was going to explode.
The boy next to him sat down on the ground, his legs weak.
"This is impossible... This is impossible, this must be fake! You must be wrong! You must be wrong!" The bearded soul man trembled, and then shouted hysterically.
The red-haired man said nothing, but the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
Apparently...he was afraid!
Yes.
In front of Hong Bing, no matter how strong the being is, he will feel fear!
Because Hong Bing kills the strong!
Until then.
Wow!
An extremely exquisite technique of concentration and meditation covered everyone's bodies.
In an instant, everyone who was in panic came to their senses.
At first glance, it was the magic performed by the old man holding the staff!
He finally managed to maintain a trace of clarity at this time!
"You all should calm down!" the old man shouted.
The red-haired man took a deep breath.
Shi Yan, the bearded soul man and the young man also calmed down and calmed down a little.
"We have all been affected by Hong Bing's sword intent, and we have become extremely fearful! Hong Bing is indeed a Hong Bing, and this spirit alone is beyond the comparison of ordinary soldiers and martial arts!" the red-haired man said hoarsely.
"Actually, we don't have no chance of winning. After all, this boy existed during the Jin Emperor period. If we fight with him, maybe... we still have a chance of winning!" The young man also whispered.
"What do you mean..."
"Try your best to fight him! If we can kill him, won't these soldiers belong to us?" the old man said solemnly.
These words instantly made everyone's hearts jump to their throats, and their trembling souls... suddenly became extremely boiling...
Kill to have a way to survive!
The strong will never surrender, unless it means death...