Chapter 248: Start fighting for your life. Second update, please vote for me
Mu Ling stopped Jian Wuchen. Jian Wuchen stood with his sword on his back. He was dressed simply, his face was calm and expressionless, and his weapons were majestic. If they didn't know the origin of his sword slave, I'm afraid no one would be able to tell.
This dragon and tiger leaping posture is definitely a hero among men!
"Get out of the way!" Jian Wuchen didn't say much, but he had enough sword skills. He didn't have a good impression of the Eighth Prince, but he couldn't ignore the disciples of Liuyun City.
Cooperating with the Eighth Prince was just an order from his master. He glanced at the two people who were fighting with Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen showed no signs of falling into a disadvantage. If the fight continued like this, he probably wouldn't know how long it would take to go there.
Since none of the disciples in the blood-saving spirit formation can do it, they have no choice but to do it themselves.
"Impossible!" Mu Ling said lightly. He glanced at Ye Xiwen and saw that Ye Xiwen was not falling behind. He was relieved.
Neither of them is a talkative person, so since they couldn't reach an agreement, they just took action.
Jian Wuchen's long sword instantly made dots of flowing clouds in the sky, flowing across the sky and cutting through the sky. The sword light seemed to press out a picture of flowing clouds breaking through the sky, and they fell down.
Jian Wuchen was ruthless and didn't hold anything back.
At the same time, Mu Leng also took action. He was also practicing swordsmanship, but it was obviously different from Jian Wuchen's elegant and unrestrained swordsmanship. There was no gloomy feeling brought about by practicing corpse energy, but it was vast and majestic.
Being upright is another kind of upright way.
The strong auras of both sides made many disciples watching the battle tremble. Although the fight between these two people was not as fierce as the fight between Ye Xiwen and the others, the damage of the battle was not much different. After all, they were only one level away, and the destructive power of the seventh level of the true way was also
It's unimaginable. Except for those few people, they are all the best on Ten Thousand Demon Islands today. Who dares to underestimate them.
"Boom!" The sword energies of both sides collided violently, and Liuyun and Huangquan collided violently.
Jian Wuchen is a rare talent seen in Liuyun City for hundreds of years. He can reach his current status from a sword slave. His talent and hard work are not ordinary. But Mu Ling is not ordinary either. He is rare among his peers.
adversary.
The sword energy of both sides was directly compressed into pictures one after another. They had already understood the sword intention and brought it to the extreme, which was very terrifying.
The sword intentions of both sides are entangled to the point where they are devouring each other and erasing each other. This is a terrifying competition of artistic conception.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The fierce battle between the two sides may not be as powerful as the battle between Ye Xiwen and the three of them, but the real intensity is not bad at all.
Jian Wuchen wanted to rescue the disciples in Liuyun City, and Muling even promised Ye Xiwen that he would never let anyone cause trouble.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"ah!"
In the blood spirit formation, the evil blood god in the sky was nailing the disciples to the ground one by one.
Mu Youran on the side smiled happily, and while commanding the formation to crucify the disciples of the Overlord Party and the Wan Zhen Alliance, his heart felt unusually happy, and he felt elated.
After knowing that the two major alliances were going to attack the Blood Spirit Alliance, almost everyone was not optimistic about the Blood Spirit Alliance. They all felt that the destruction of the Blood Spirit Alliance was only a matter of time. At most, Ye Xiwen might be able to save the Blood Spirit Alliance.
But as a genius of a generation, how could he be willing to accept it? If the Eighth Prince hadn't obtained the inheritance of the Four Elephant Sect, the cultivation levels of these people would be about the same now.
Mu Youran's smile was a bit evil. After this battle, who would dare to underestimate their Blood Spirit Alliance.
"boom!"
The spear of Bahuang pierced the sky of the universe, and the terrifying energy firmly locked Ye Xiwen. He was as heroic as a demon.
"Qiang!" Wan Chengyao's long sword instantly slashed out with a dazzling sword light, and endless light roared out.
Two terrifying attacks came towards Ye Xiwen instantly. In everyone's opinion, Ye Xiwen definitely couldn't resist it. It would be great if he could withstand one such attack, let alone two.
The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the air waves rolled up, directly flattening countless trees.
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's long sword exploded and a golden dragon rushed forward.
The terrifying air wave swept across, and it was a terrifying collision, but Ye Xiwen actually didn't even move. Such aftermath had no impact on him at all. You must know that his strength is too terrifying, especially the domineering golden body.
, extremely powerful body, this is the fundamental confidence that Ye Xiwen dares to fight with two people.
"Go away!" Compared to the Eighth Prince's enthusiasm for killing Ye Xiwen, Wan Chengyao cared more about the disciples of the Wan Zhen Union. If all the disciples of the Wan Zhen Union died, then he would really become a
Alone.
Finally, he broke out completely, and the sword light was like a sea, pressing towards Ye Xiwen like a mountain.
The blade of the blade was like a wave, sweeping towards Ye Xiwen layer by layer. The Eighth Prince beside him was also cooperating with thrusting out the spear, making it difficult to guard against it. It was like a dragon in the waves, sometimes soaring into the air, sometimes submerged in the waves.
Underneath, it was extremely terrifying.
Ye Xiwen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was determined to kill these two people.
If Wan Chengyao's blade is like a wave, then Ye Xiwen's current long sword is breaking through the waves. Let the endless wave of swords sweep over him, and Ye Xiwen just cuts it out with a single stroke.
Ye Xiwen's domineering golden body fully demonstrated its terrifying combat power at this time. The golden true energy all over his body was boiling, like a golden god of war, standing still in the crazy waves, like a hard rock in the sea.
No matter how many times he was hit by the waves, he could not shake Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen knew that this was not the most tragic moment yet, and his domineering golden body had not yet been fully released.
"It's true that one person can fight against two great masters alone!"
"And he's not falling behind at all. This Ye Xiwen is a bit too scary!"
"If this fight continues, I'm afraid Ye Xiwen will really become famous in one battle!"
"It's still early!" War Eagle, who was watching the battle, said calmly, "This is just the beginning, and it's not so brutal that you and I will fight to the death!"
Ji Mingyue, Wang Ziwei and others also nodded. Their eyesight was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people.
"Although there are not many people in Dayue Kingdom this time, there are many elites. Whether it is the Eighth Prince, Ye Xiwen, Jian Wuchen, or Yan Shaobo and Mu Youran, they can all be called elites!" War Eagle said with some strangeness.
, the number of people coming from Dai Viet Kingdom this time is indeed not very large, only about a hundred people, especially the Yiyuan Sect even came with two or three kittens, but there are also some elites among them.
As Zhan Ying said, Ye Xiwen and the others were fighting at the most intense stage.
The long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand struck out one sword after another, faintly rippled with laws, and Ye Xiwen slowly revealed all his trump cards.
Each sword will turn into a scroll and crush it. This is the most ruthless crushing of sword intent and a competition of artistic conception.
"Qiang!"
"boom!"
A picture scroll suppressed and turned into the most terrifying blade slashing down.
The Eighth Prince and Wan Chengyao also used their full strength and used various means to suppress the bottom of the box. Wan Chengyao's blade pressed down the endless stars, forming a sea of stars. The stars fell down, suppressing all the stars.
sky.
And the eighth prince's spear thrust out an endless army of conquests, and the emperor swept across the world. No one could ignore his terror.
"boom!"
Waves of air swept out, and in the most important places, even the atoms were shattered by the terrible collision, forming mushroom clouds that rose into the sky and exploded with extremely terrifying light.
Ye Xiwen's hair flew wildly in the strong wind, and the long knife in his hand flew across the sky with a terrifying radiance, colliding hard with the opponent's sword and gun.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The aftermath of attacks from both sides can sweep away everything, sweeping across mountain peaks and even the universe collapsing.
The two sides finally began to fight at a fever pitch.
Everyone was dazzled by the sight. They did not expect to see such a battle. Compared to masters of the same level, these three people did not know how tyrannical they were.
This is a rare opportunity. After this opportunity, there may never be another opportunity like this again.
Waves of air rolled out in circles, striking the sky with terrifying force, creating a scene like the end of the world and sweeping across.
At this time, the battle finally reached its most brutal moment.
"Dang!" Ye Xiwen slashed at the spear thrust by the Eighth Prince, and terrifying power instantly rippled out, even a small mountain peak was about to be flattened.
Immediately afterwards, another long sword was like a dragon swimming in the deep sea, breaking through the sky in an instant, sweeping across, suppressing the world, and fell on Ye Xiwen's body.
"Pfft!" Golden blood splashed out. This knife just missed cutting Ye Xiwen in half. Ye Xiwen quickly retreated all the way, retreating dozens of feet to avoid this terrifying attack.
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"Is it finally time to fight for life and death after being injured?" A disciple shouted excitedly.
Wan Chengyao roared wildly, "The tall body was like a mountain that had been pressed down for a hundred lifetimes. With boundless power, ripples appeared, and he slashed straight down towards Ye Xiwen.
This is unreasonable and unforgiving. If Ye Xiwen's flaw is caught, Ye Xiwen will be killed completely.
"Die, no one can save you today!" The Eighth Prince sneered, his spear like a dragon swept up a terrible storm, turned into a ball of light, and swept towards Ye Xiwen.
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