Just when everyone was thoughtfully thinking about countermeasures, a sudden voice disrupted everyone's thoughts, and a figure hurriedly jumped from the sky, it was not Ye Long.
When Zhu Xinyan saw that Ye Long finally arrived, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Ye Long glanced at the person lying on the ground, but immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhu Xinyan. He rushed back, but in order to prevent his breath from being disturbed.
, he calmed down for a while before appearing.
"Ye Long, you are finally here!"
"I'm sorry, I came late and made you suffer."
"It's okay, it's just that the helper Zhou who came to help us was beaten to death by people from Frostleaf City."
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Ye Long had already guessed that this was the agreement he had made with Captain Cui before. Captain Cui would send people to help Zhu Xinyan, but he didn't expect that one of them would die.
Zhu Xinyan's words did not cause Ye Long to have too many emotional fluctuations, but he tilted his head to one side.
"Ye Long, you don't have to take action. The captain asked me to help you deal with the people in Frostleaf City. Of course I can't fall behind. Let me meet Ye Wutiao this time."
The person who spoke was the deputy leader of the special team of the National Security Bureau, Hui, who was also the strongest among the three sent by Captain Cui. However, it seemed that Zhou's death did not have any emotional changes on him, and Hui's expression looked very indifferent.
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Although Hui's strength is not as strong as Ye Long, he can still be regarded as a mid-level master. As Captain Cui told Ye Long before, the monk in the group is this Hui, and his cultivation is already at the Nascent Soul stage.
Already..
Ye Long watched his subordinate take action, but he didn't say anything. Since Captain Cui asked this person to come, Ye Long could only nod his head and express his gratitude before moving his gaze to the direction of Zhu Xinyan, with a hint of deepness in his eyes.
comfort.
At this time, inside the battle arena.
"Ye Wutiao, why don't you dare to compete?"
With a confident look on his face, Hui stood there like this, waiting for Ye Wuti's response. Ye Wuti was a man of great dignity, and Hui knew that as long as he said this, he would definitely make Ye Wuti submit.
Sure enough, Ye Wutiao, who was about to refuse, swallowed what he was about to say, not because of fear, but because he wanted to fight Ye Long. This subordinate did not know the depth and he could not take risks.
His original intention was to compete with Ye Long, but at the moment, it would be too shameful for him not to agree to the competition.
"Okay, then I'll wait until I defeat you and then come and ask Ye Long for advice!"
Although Ye Wutiao's words were polite, there was no trace of respect in his tone. Listening to Ye Wutiao's provocative words, Hui did not have too many verbal disputes with him, but secretly strengthened his own strength.
He is different from Riu, who focuses on strength, while he mainly focuses on agility and magic.
His fingers gradually closed together, and the various plants around him quietly cried towards Ye Wu in the center of the field. Wood spells had always been his strong point, and he used them with the idea of quick victory.
After all, his strength is indeed inferior to that of Ye Wutiao. The best chance of winning can be achieved by taking him by surprise when he is not on guard.
Seeing the plants under his feet getting closer and closer, a look of disdain flashed across Ye Wuting's eyes. He turned his arm around and took the sword in his hand, and swung it at the moving plants.
After cutting off the one in front, the one in the back miraculously survived and was still crawling forward unyieldingly.
"You are quite capable, but when you meet me, you are doomed to fail!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the power condensed in his palms poured out. This time he gathered one third of the true energy in his body.
The power fluctuation caused the people around him to take two steps back unconsciously.
Ye Wutiao was already in the Nascent Soul stage, and this one-third of his power should not be underestimated. When the wind and sand dispersed, what he saw was a desolate place, and the original vegetation had long since ceased to exist.
Hui, whose spell was broken, also received a certain degree of backlash. He suppressed the aura rolling in his body and faced Ye Wutiao again.
"Ye Long, will everything be okay?"
Zhu Xinyan looked at the people on the field who had passed several rounds and frowned. If anything happened to her subordinates, their losses would be too great.
"It's okay, he will escape unscathed."
As early as when he came here, he had told his subordinates not to force themselves, and to survive even if they couldn't defeat him.
Listening to Ye Long's words, Zhu Xinyan felt slightly relieved. Ye Long's words always have a touch of magic, making people unable to help but believe.
"Let Ye Long come up now, maybe I can let you live."
He put away his outward zhenqi, indicating that those who can understand the current affairs of his subordinates are heroes and should withdraw as soon as possible.
After all, on the road of cultivating immortality, the difference between heaven and earth is just one level.
Unless you have some special tricks, there is absolutely no chance of winning, not to mention that the Nascent Soul stage is a dividing line.
It is extremely difficult for Hui to rebel.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started!"
His pride did not allow him to quit halfway, even if it cost him his life in the end.
"ah..!"
He suddenly jumped into the air. This was his last wave of power. If he still couldn't resist, there was really nothing he could do.
The whole body's true energy is condensed in the palm of the hand, and some powerful breath makes the surrounding air fluctuate slightly.
Some people with weaker abilities have their blood boiling. Although their strength has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage, the power of a full blow is still powerful enough.
Ye Wutiao narrowed his eyes slightly. His strength was indeed higher than that of his subordinates, but he was still subconsciously prepared to fight.
"Then go die!"
"Seven Stars and Rainbow!"
Facing the subordinate in mid-air, he did not hesitate to use the special move that his master gave him.
Two powerful forces condensed into two whirlpools, which seemed to be swallowed up if not noticed, and there was no recovery. Some people watching the excitement could no longer bear this powerful force and backed away from the edge.
Zhu Xinyan was also a little unable to withstand it, but fortunately, Ye Long was in front of her and was able to absorb more than half of her strength.
"boom!"
The two forces collided in an instant, the huge explosion was deafening, and the smoke filled the air.
After a while, the surrounding smoke gradually faded away.
Ye Wu cried and covered his chest, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body seemed to have been severely ravaged.
He regained his energy and blood under pressure, and then looked for Hui's figure on the field.
He didn't expect that a person who had not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage would have such a high damage value. Even he was seriously injured.
At this time, Hui no longer had the strength to stand up. When the two forces collided, he couldn't bear the huge violence and fell from the air.
Now he felt that his entire internal organs were about to shift, and a sense of unwillingness filled his eyes.
He tried to stand up but failed, so he could only lie on the ground to relieve the disordered breath in his body.