Chapter five hundred and seventy-one may advance at any time
Ye Xuan didn't reply. In his opinion, it was unnecessary.
Ye Xuan took an inner look at his body, felt the injury, and considered how to fight next to prevent the injury from recurring.
However, what made Ye Xuan's heart flutter was that when he saved Ling'er just now, he realized that his martial arts foundation had been solidified when his Yuan Li was fully activated.
"After being injured once, I actually polished my martial arts even more firmly, which is a blessing in disguise," Ye Xuan thought to himself.
He felt that his cultivation at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial King Realm might advance to the eighth level of the Martial King Realm at any time.
Every life and death battle is indeed the best cruel way for a warrior to improve his martial arts.
Seeing that Ye Xuan ignored him, he realized that Miao Miao's murderous aura kept rising.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see through the other party, he would have known that Miao had already taken action.
Just now, his arrow was easily broken by the opponent, making Fang Zhimiao suspect that he was not a seventh-level Martial King, but a Martial King.
Are you kidding? The King of Martial Realm can destroy him with one arrow?
Of course, Fang Miaozhi is not afraid if he really fights. As a hunter in the Huangquan Hunting Hall, he has practiced many killing moves. If he is forced to panic, he has the best killing moves!
Uncle He's heart tightened slightly. The arrow of light that could frighten him was easily caught by this young man who suddenly appeared. This shows that his cultivation is definitely not as simple as the surface.
And just now, I actually used that little girl as a shield. I didn't expect that this little beggar had an older brother whose strength was invisible?
At this time, Miss Zhao Lingying suddenly interrupted and said: "Master, I apologize to you for what Uncle He did just now, and I can give you some compensation. These two are the hunters of the Underworld Hunting Hall,
Their killing skills are terrifying, and I think you seem to be physically injured, so how about we fight them off together."
Zhao Lingying chose to speak at this time, so naturally she had her considerations in mind. Being able to practice to the third level of the Martial Emperor at the age of less than twenty years old shows her identity and talent, and her insight is even more extraordinary.
Ever since Ye Xuan first appeared, she had sensed how extraordinary Ye Xuan was. It was a natural sense of vigilance that made her dare not act rashly. It was obvious that if she could win over this man to fight against two hunters together, maybe tonight
The crisis can be resolved.
Ye Xuan smiled faintly. He had already seen through Zhao Lingying's thoughts, and he also did not accept the words of the young lady from the family.
Instead, he said, "Since you don't want to choose the way to die, then I will choose it for you."
‘Blood-drinking Crazy Sword!’ At this moment, a powerful blood-red sword light came towards Ye Xuan, Long’er, and Ling’er with an incomparable bloody aura!
This bloody sword light was a hundred feet long, and it was Kui Mang who suddenly used his martial arts to slash it out.
This sword was fired by Kui Mang after accumulating his strength. It was a full-strength sword strike at the middle stage of the fourth level of the Martial King Realm, and he was blessed with sixth-level sword skills.
This sword is enough to kill any warrior below the fourth level of the Martial King Realm. Before the huge sword light can strike, the fierce sword energy has already locked Ye Xuan and the two little girls.
With this sword, the wind roared, the color of the wind and clouds changed, and the light of the sword slashed through, covered in blood mist.
"I'll finish you off first!" Kui Mang said coldly as he cut off the knife.
"Ah!" Ling'er and Long'er both exclaimed. This sword was too powerful. In their eyes, it was like a sword that covered the sky! The sky was filled with astonishing blood energy! How to resist this sword?
Both girls' faces were pale.
"Kill him!"
A sound so cold that it could condense into ice appeared, and Fang Zhimiao's ten silver-haired war corpses also jumped up at the same time, and the ferocious and violent corpse energy joined together and rushed straight towards Ye Xuan.
The black-armored Martial Kings around them widened their eyes, looked at this scene, and whispered in disbelief: "They actually all attacked him together? How is this possible? How is this possible? Two such powerful underworld hunters actually killed them together.
he……"
Ye Xuan raised his head slightly, his eyes were as calm as water, and at this moment, exquisite pupils appeared in his clear and dark pupils. The breeze blew by, and the corners of his clothes fluttered slightly. Long'er and Ling'er felt a gentle force at the same time, pulling their eyes away.
The whole body was covered in a hazy glistening light.
"Dust arrows, leaving the soul and shooting the soul!"
The blazing white light had condensed in Fang Zhimiao's hand, and at this moment, it turned into an even stronger, thicker//longer arrow of dust light and struck out.
It's a long story, but it's actually just between the lightning and flint. At this moment, the bloody sword light has already struck in front of Ye Xuan. His face is calm, his hands are covered in black robes and he has no intention of raising them, and there is no sign of using any martial arts.
Behind him, Ling'er subconsciously opened her mouth to speak. They were two powerful beings. Isn't this really asking for death? Although she felt that this "big brother" was unfathomable, she still couldn't help but beat her heart.
Still behind him.
However, the powerful bloody sword light had already struck first, and she wanted to remind her, but it was already too late.
Then, a scene happened that the young Ling'er would never forget for the rest of his life.
Ye Xuan's eyes turned slightly, and the surrounding space became slightly distorted.
With a 'bang' sound, in Ye Xuan's eyes, the huge blood-red sword light that struck in front of him suddenly shattered and turned into wisps of blood.
As Linger watched intently, the space around the three people shook slightly, and strange black cracks appeared one after another, like three-inch long darts.
Ye Xuan's figure stood in the center of the black space cracks, his face calm and indifferent. Suddenly, those cracks were like darts flying towards the ten war corpses.
‘Phew!’ At this moment, Fang Zhimiao’s arrow also arrived in front of Ye Xuan.
But he still just stood there calmly, letting the arrow of light pierce his forehead, as if he didn't take it to heart at all. He didn't worry at all that the arrow could hurt him!
Ling'er's little mouth opened slightly, and an inexplicable feeling surged into her heart at this moment.
It was as if at this moment, Ye Xuan's figure grew taller and became the master of this world.
With a 'bang' sound, the soul-shooting light arrow was less than two inches away from Ye Xuan's eyes. Suddenly, it seemed that its power was exhausted, and it shattered like a bloody sword and dissipated into nothing.
"Ouch!! Ouch!!!" Howls undulated at each other. At this moment, the silver-haired zombies that were thrown out were shot wildly by the dense cracks in the space. In the blink of an eye, four zombies were chopped into pieces.
The other six zombies also suffered serious injuries.
It sounds complicated, but in fact everyone only saw the young man in black robe just standing there, but whether it was Fang Zhimiao's soul-shooting arrow or Kui Mang's tyrannical sword skill, they all shattered strangely in front of him, and there was another
Strange black spikes appeared out of thin air and stabbed ten war corpses.
Kui Mang fell back to where he was, looking at Ye Xuan with fearful eyes, his heart sinking.
Fang Zhimiao also looked extremely sad.
Standing in the distance, Uncle He swallowed subconsciously when he saw this scene, and said with an expression that he had seen a ghost: "Oh my God, he can not only destroy the soul attack, but also the martial arts attack. This,
This, how is this possible? Is this young man in black robe really King Wu?"
The scene just now, if it were an ordinary warrior, would probably only be dazzling and shocking, as well as Ye Xuan's unfathomable. The massive attacks of the two martial emperors were easily broken, and several defensive heads were killed at will.
The terrifying silver corpse.
But in Uncle He's opinion, it was no longer unfathomable, but a deep sense of fear.
Fang Zhimiao and Kui Mang looked at each other, and suddenly their figures blurred for an instant, turning into two streams of light and shooting away outside the formation.