They are all powerful people in the realm of the Saint Transformation Realm. Once they run away desperately, their speed will certainly not be slow. I saw the figure swaying in front of me. In almost a few blinks, half of them rushed out of the barrier.
Finally escaped, they were not idle either. They took a few deep breaths and recovered, and immediately killed several people towards Xia Hou.
"Stop them!" Xia Houzhan then came to his senses and continued to print his handprints while yelling loudly.
The two old men and dozens of subordinates who had just arrived came up to meet each other at the same time, blocking the young strong men.
As Xia Hou's handprints were quickly shot out, the Heavenly Emperor's bone bottle continued to magnify in the air, and in just a moment, it was more than a hundred times bigger than before.
At the same time, hundreds of skeleton palm shadows fell in the barrier and slapped at everyone.
Although he cut through the White Bone Cut of the Heavenly Emperor with one sword, Gu Fenghua still did not dare to be careless when he saw this scene.
Although a skeleton palm shadow divided into hundreds, and its power was greatly reduced and it did not pose much threat to her, others may not be able to withstand it, especially those disciples of the Taoist temple who had not even arrived at the Saint Transformation.
"Go away!" Gu Fenghua repeatedly urged, waving the long sword and slashing out sword lights.
In the air, the shadows of the skeleton palms were shattered one after another. In front of him, Lin Yujing and Feng Qirui were not in a hurry to get out of the trap, but instead waited next to the barrier to wait for Gu Fenghua, and at the same time pushed the others out of the barrier.
Everyone moved the holy energy to the extreme, and they were already very fast, and with the help of the two, they were even faster than the flowing light.
Finally, the last Taoist disciple besides a few people was also photographed by Dalin Yujing and Feng Qirui.
"Sir, go!" Lin Yujing and Feng Qirui shouted.
"Let's go!" Seeing that the two of them were still keeping their vows at such a critical moment, Gu Fenghua was secretly moved. He first waved his palm and sent them out of the barrier, and then flew away.
"Young Master Ning!" At this moment, the disciple of the Taoist temple who had just left turned his head and exclaimed.
Gu Fenghua subconsciously looked back and saw Ning Yu'er staying at the end. In the air, dozens of giant skeleton palms slapped him one after another, trapping him so hard that he could not move.
Without thinking too much, Gu Fenghua almost subconsciously twisted his waist and turned around, flew towards Ning Yu'er, and swung the Qingyun Sword in his hand again.
The sword light swept over, and the skeleton palm shadows shattered. Ning Yu'er finally escaped and ran towards Gu Fenghua.
However, judging from the false steps, it was obvious that the loss was extremely serious after this hard battle, but the speed was not fast. As he ran, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Gu Fenghua happened to come to his side, grabbed Ning Yu'er, turned around and rushed out.
"Why didn't you run away just now? What are you doing when you fall behind? Are you looking for death?" Gu Fenghua asked angrily while holding Ning Yu'er flying.
"Do you think I...I don't want to run away. Those skeletons recognized me as if they were right. I just greeted me. I couldn't run away even if I wanted to." Ning Yuer gasped and said aggrievedly.
Only then did Gu Fenghua realize that Xia Houzhan and the Xiaoyao Heavenly King's family had already formed a feud. The entire Wushangtian, the descendant of the Xiaoyao Heaven, was the greatest threat to him.
It would be fine if he had not met the descendants of the King of Xiaoyao. Since he met him, he naturally had to take more "care". Ning Yu'er stayed until the end, but she really couldn't blame him.