The shocking pressure made Fu Jiang unable to help but take a step back.

Xuan Jiuzi glanced at the audience and couldn't help but frown.

"waste!"

What he was talking about was naturally the other five hall masters.

The power of the fifth hall attacked the Seventh Soul Hall, and it actually ended up losing troops and losing generals.

Yin Nansheng and others lowered their heads in fear and dared not argue.

After scolding them, Xuan Jiu's corpse turned to Fujiang.

"We have arrived, why don't you surrender?"

Fu Jiang sneered, his body moved slightly, forcing the pioneer's pressure to retreat.

"Let me down?

I'll tell you if you win!"

Xuan Jiuzi frowned slightly: "Even if you have already entered the airspace realm, we have arrived at this moment, and you have no way to live!"

Han Feng and others below couldn't help but frown when they heard this.

Xuan Jiuzi is right! Although Fujiang is a strong man in the airspace realm, so are the eleven pioneers! Eleven-on-one! The strength gap is too big! How can Fujiang break the deadlock?

Faced with Xuan Jiu's corpse's forced force, Fu Jiang sneered, and the aura on his body actually rose again! "I want to kill me, how many people do you plan to bury with you?"

As soon as these words came out, the eleven pioneers were silent.

They came out, and Fujiang did not first enter the airspace, but had already arrived in the middle of the airspace.

The airspace realm is divided into three realms according to the degree of space power controlled by it.

With their strength, it is not difficult to defeat Fujiang.

But if you want to kill it, it is not easy! Because among them, there are only five people in the middle of the airspace! The remaining six people have been staying in the early airspace for countless years.

If Fu Jiang sacrificed his life to fight, he would probably take away a few people! For a moment, the scene was in a deadlock.

Fu Jiang couldn't help but sneer and glanced at the other party contemptuously.

He knew that this would be the situation! After so many years of pampering, who would be willing to joke about his life?

"You... are old!"

The ruthless sarcasm made the eleven pioneers look embarrassed.

Xuan Jiuzi glanced coldly and then made up his mind.

"Take a move to capture Fujiang! If he fights his life, the five of us will block it!"

As soon as this statement was made, several pioneers with weak strength were relieved.

After a brief glance, eleven powerful space fluctuations suddenly enveloped Fujiang! Fujiang's face changed slightly, but he met him without fear.

The space battlefield emerged again, but this time, it was completely different from before! The terrifying space fluctuations made the powerful people in the Heavenly Destiny Realm have to avoid it.

Black gaps gradually spread, spreading like spider webs throughout the space.

A long sword had already appeared in Fu Jiang's hand.

At this moment, he was so crazy! The sword shadow soaring into the sky continued to attack the pioneer from all directions under the cover of space ripples.

Xuan Jiusi and others remained unchanged in their faces, and they set up walls of space to block them.

At the same time, the space beside Fujiang is constantly compressing.

Seeing that he was about to be bound, a cold light flashed in Fujiang's eyes.

"The Demon Sword Life Soul! Come out!"

A black long sword engraved with strange symbols whizzed up from behind him.

How many years have passed! No one knows that he Fu Jiang is the sword-holder of the Demon Lord! The first general under the Demon Lord, who slashes all directions for the Demon Lord! "Sword Demon Dominates the Heaven! Slash!"

Fujiang, who has always been elegant, is now like a peerless demon god, constantly slashing his sword.

The people on the opposite side who were stronger than him actually chose to keep defending at this moment.

Feeling the rising demonic energy in the space battlefield, Sikong Kuang and others gradually looked serious.

"The situation of the Palace Master is not very good!"

Although Fu Jiang seems to be fighting against the other party now, all this is done on purpose by the other party.

Their purpose is not to fight with Fujiang, and to consume Fujiang's strength.

Fujiang himself also knew this.

But he has no choice! If the other party keeps restraining him with the power of space, he will be suppressed sooner or later.

In desperation, he helped the river and stood up with his sword.

The attack just now was futile! He smiled coldly: "Xuan Jiu Zi, you eleven traitors! The Demon Lord is about to appear again, and you all have to die!"

Boom! A simple sentence made the aura of Xuan Jiuzi and others rise up.

As those who betray the Demon Lord, this is what they fear the most.

As a peerless strong man of the past, who is sure that the Demon Lord will not be able to be resurrected?

"Do you know something?"

Hearing this, Fujiang smiled at the sky.

"Are you scared?

It's useless, the Demon Lord will definitely clean up the portal!"

His words instantly made the eleven people both shocked and scared.

Since they looked at each other, they suddenly acted together.

The next moment, the pressure on Fu Jiang's body instantly doubled.

The people who had been defending themselves were afraid that the night would be long and the dream would be too long, and they would instantly turn into attack! A series of brilliant lights kept shining in the space battlefield.

The magic sword in Fujiang's hand was trembling with repeated bombardment.

"Oh no! The Palace Master is in danger!"

Sikong Kuang's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Lin Feng.

"The Lord of the Palace trusts you the most. What kind of moves he has? Don't he use it?"

Sikong Kuang followed Fujiang for many years. If Fujiang was not prepared, he was the first one to disbelief.

Lin Feng hesitated toward the space battlefield, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Do you want to start now?

In this way, it would probably be useless! Just as he was hesitating, the space battlefield was smashed by a huge force, and Fu Jiang's figure flew backwards.

Sikong Kuang roared at Lin Feng with the mottled blood on his chest.

"Hurry up! The Palace Master can't hold on!"

"It's useless to urge me! Only the Palace Master can start this backhand. If I tell you in advance, I'm afraid it will ruin the major affairs of the Palace Master!"

"you!"

Sikong Kuang's face was distorted and he pushed Lin Feng away angrily.

"Then I'll go and help the palace master!"

Just as Sikong Kuang was about to fly up, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Deputy Master Sikong, you should stay alert to the rest of the strong.

I'll go there to the Lord's place!"

Hearing this voice, Ye Lingxi suddenly showed a sense of joy.

"elder brother!"

The space beside her suddenly cracked and a figure walked out of it.

It was Ye Xinghe who came out of seclusion! Sikong Kuang gave him a surprised look and asked hesitantly: "You... your strength..." Ye Xinghe smiled slightly, and the soul of the Demon Lord slowly emerged from behind him.

“My strength?

It should be...half step into the airspace!"

Boom! The powerful aura instantly spread, making the entire battlefield unable to help but look at it sideways.

Another new strong man appeared! Ye Xinghe flashed and came directly to Fujiang.

Fujiang was also a little surprised at this moment, and even had a dreamy feeling.

If you remember correctly, Ye Xinghe only came to the Seventh Soul Hall for a few months.

That young man in the Void Realm had already taken half a step into the airspace?

He just went out and closed his mouth! Compared to him, is he really a genius?

Ye Xinghe couldn't help but chuckled with a slightly dull look on his face.
Chapter completed!