Chen Lie didn't know what was in Lu Ye's hand, but he felt an extremely dangerous aura from the ball-like thing.
When he finished speaking, he had already rushed in front of Lu Ye, with spiritual energy all over his body, and punched out.
Although he was old, as a physical practitioner, his strength should not be underestimated. This punch exploded with all his strength. He was confident that Lu Yiye, who was at the fifth level of Zhenhu, would not be able to withstand it.
At the same time as he punched out, his other hand grabbed the ball with the intention of snatching it.
A sword strike struck from the air, and Chen Lie mobilized his energy, blood, and spiritual power to protect himself and not dodge.
It wasn't until the sword fell that Chen Lie realized something was wrong. Peiran Moyu's power struck from the front, causing his body to freeze suddenly. The spiritual power and blood that protected him were directly broken, and when he felt pain , he had flown out on his back.
From the corner of his vision, he saw the head of another elder Chen who rushed up with him flying high.
That is the seventh elder, who has the cultivation level of the seventh level of Zhenhu!
At the level of the True Lake Realm, the Seventh Level Realm is definitely not weak, but it actually didn't even take one of Lu Yiye's sword blows, and that sword blow first forced him back and then beheaded the Seventh Elder!
Deep in my heart, I was shocked. When a huge sense of crisis arose, a secluded snapping sound came into my ears.
When he regained his balance and looked again, he couldn't help but be startled.
In front of the entrance of the guest hall, Lu Ye's place had been replaced by a scarlet figure three feet tall. The figure had smooth curves and sharp edges and corners, giving people an extremely weak and tough look.
Under the scarlet figure, simple and complex patterns are scattered all over, running from the face to the torso and spreading to the seven limbs, forming an extremely wild totem.
Two dots of bright red light lit up in the eye sockets of the face of the small figure, like two soul-stirring will-o'-the-wisps, making people feel chilly in their hearts.
Visible waves of air filled the scarlet figure's feet and spread loudly.
What spread along with it was an indescribable sense of oppression.
At that moment, all the spiritual monks were attracted and stared blankly.
In front of the crowd, Xiang Yinghuan, who was hiding in the dark, was even more stunned. Just now, Lu Ye was knocked out, and his vision was too blurry.
Standing here, I could really see Lu Yiye suddenly throw out a ball as big as a baby's fist during the fierce battle. Then the ball united and turned into countless small and large fragments. I climbed under him, and in the blink of an eye, the big man turned into a ferocious thing eight feet low.
what is that? Yao is Li Baxian, the patriarch of the eighth-grade family. His cultivation level is not even at the fourth level of Zhenhu. He has little experience and knowledge. He was so shocked by that scene that he could not recover.
Yan Jia?
I heard that Lu Yiye didn't have Yan Jia, and that kind of Yan Jia... was completely unheard of.
What makes me even more frightened is that Lu Yiye, who is wearing Yanjia, is also holding a long knife measuring 18 feet. The blade of this long knife is like a bamboo joint, with no nodes every one foot.
With the long knife in his hand, a ferocious aura filled the air, as if an ancient ferocious beast was born.
At that moment, all the spiritual monks felt a chill in their hearts.
"Huh..." A heavy exhalation sounded, and the air flow visible to the naked eye surged out from both sides of the sharp-edged Yanjia head and turned into white mist.
The long knife was held horizontally by his side and swung heavily, as if to drive away mosquitoes.
There was a faint flash of sword light, and the figures of the young spiritual cultivators behind the Chen family stiffened instantly, including even an elder named Chen Tianchui!
In the last moment, I crouched slightly, with the tip of the knife pointing upward, dragging the knife and passing through these stiff spiritual monks.
The strong wind that enveloped them shook the stiff bodies of those people. In some cases, everyone's lower body slipped up, revealing the upper body with a smooth cut, and blood rose to the sky.
The tiger enters the flock.
The majestic and huge dragon figure, combined with the exaggerated dragon spine sword, every flash of the sword light flashed by, no spiritual monk was able to kill it.
Wherever he passed, there was a bloody storm. "Kill me!" roars came from the front of the crowd.
Only then did the young spiritual cultivators suddenly come back to their senses and rushed toward the small figure fearlessly. The sword light was surging, but no one fell down. However, those who came were not afraid at all. They stepped on the blood and corpses on the ground and rushed back desperately.
Seen from a distance, the scene is both tragic and shocking.
In the guest hall, Wanmoling and the other seven people stared at the sudden change in stunned silence.
After that, some of us saw the power of the Dragon Seat with our own eyes. We thought that the trip would be more dangerous than bad, but who knew that the Chen family didn't have such a trump card.
The Chen family put on the dragon throne and went out to fight, attracting the attention of 40% of the spiritual monks, and the pressure on our side immediately decreased.
Ju Jia and Xiao Xinghe stood at the entrance of the guest hall. They turned their swords into a barrier to resist the incoming spiritual cultivators.
Xiang Yinghuan and Feng Yuechan used their own methods to kill the invading enemies. Lin Yinxiu's figure disappeared and appeared, but they failed every time. With the combined strength of the seven people, they were temporarily in danger of protecting themselves. .
"The situation is correct!" Wan Moling said, taking a moment to look towards the Chen family.
Nothing was right from the moment the situation ended, and no one could have imagined that the spiritual power would suddenly turn out to be beneficial to us.
At this moment, it feels even more uncoordinated.
Logically speaking, facing Xiang Ying who is now wearing the dragon throne, even monk Chen Tianchui will not feel timid.
The so-called morale means that the momentum is as strong as a tiger at one go, then declines, and then exhausts. Xiang Ying has not yet died so few people, and whoever is left alive must be timid.
But the spiritual monks didn't seem to be afraid at all. Following this order, even those in the Lingxi realm dared to go crazy and rush to Xiang Ying's side. They simply cared about their own lives. Some people even climbed down. The low figure of the dragon seat appeared, and it was attacking the dragon seat crazily, making a banging sound.
Although the Chen family killed slowly, they were still able to hold back the spiritual people.
A moment ago, this low and slender figure had been seen where the Dragon Seat was, and the sea of people with spiritual power had completely submerged the Dragon Seat.
Just when Wanmoling and others were worried about the safety of the Chen family, suddenly a heavy and high-pitched voice came from the mountain of people.
"Arc Moon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bit of sword light came out from inside the mountain of people.
What followed was a dense explosion of sword lights, like rounds of crescent moons slashing out.
The sound of chi chi chi was deafening.
The mountain of people collapsed, broken limbs and pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and the submerged Dragon Seat figure reappeared. The scarlet figure was covered with wet blood, and the color looked even darker.
Lu Ye's head flew to the back of the guest hall and rolled onto the feet of the giant armor. When I moved away, it exploded under my feet.
The Chen family who broke free took a step forward and started to kill somewhere in the crowd. The Dragon's Back Sword was swung and the waves were cut. Anyone who dared to get closer than ten feet away from me fell down like a piece of grass. .
Its speed was so slow that it was impossible to see his figure clearly in the hazy night, except for the two dots of bright red light fluttering around his eye sockets, dragging out two scarlet light strips.
In an instant, I was behind a middle-aged man.
The man roared angrily, took out a small hammer, jumped up suddenly, and used the force of his fall to hit the Chen family's head hard. That hammer was the full burst of the opponent's strength, and it could be said to be extremely weak.
Faced with such a hammer, Xiang Ying just raised his hand and caught the falling hammer.
With a bang, the low Dragon Seat dwarfed his body and bent his knees slightly to absorb the impact. He clasped the hammer body with his small hand and dragged the opponent behind him with a fierce tug. The other left hand held the Dragon Spine Sword. He reversed the situation and hit the opponent's chest hard with the handle of the knife.
There was a clicking sound, and several ribs were broken on that part.
The middle-aged woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her breath suddenly became weak.
The Chen family threw away the small hammer in my hand, raised their hands to clasp my head, and lifted me behind them. A cold voice came from the dragon throne: "What the hell are they doing with their spiritual power?"
The middle-aged woman is Xiang Yinghuan, the head of the spiritual power family.
I was hiding outside and giving orders just now. The Chen family had already seen my position. From the perception, this person was also the last Xiang Yinghuan left in the entire spiritual power.
The other monks Xiang Yinghuan were either killed by me or killed by Wanmoling, Xiao Xinghe and others.
Even the living spiritual monks are only 80% of what they were before.
Did the Chen family kill me? It was because I thought what happened today was too strange. It was just that the spiritual power secretly poisoned us for no apparent reason. Before the incident, the whole family came to besiege us.
I originally thought that the spiritual power was a chess piece planted by the True Lake Realm, and I took this opportunity to cut myself off.
"But after a small battle, I felt that it was too similar
Because of the spiritual power of these monks, they are too fierce and fearful of death. It seems that one person takes his own life and death seriously. Even if I wear the dragon throne, it only surprised Xiang Ying and a group of monks at the beginning. They had not treated us at all before. Not even a deterrent.
Even if the spiritual power is the dark ones planted by the True Lake Realm, they are only a large part of them. It is possible to say that all the spiritual power monks are from the True Lake Realm.
If that were the case, the news would have been leaked long ago.
So the Chen family wants to understand why Lingli is so cowardly. Do we just know that there will be no consequences in attacking the Enforcement Hall brigade like that?
Since he wanted to kill Li Baxian, he naturally wanted to survive and bring him back to Haotian City for questioning.
No matter what, we need to figure out what happened today, otherwise we will definitely encounter a similar attack last time.
"As expected of...the person he likes." Li Baxian suddenly said.
"What?" asked the Chen family, but did not receive any response. They only heard a heavy chatter coming from Li Baxian's head, and then Li Baxian tilted his neck and breathed.
I just died!
Xiang Ying even knows how I died! Because I had no feeling that Li Baxian didn't motivate Chen Lie.
Chattering…
Similar voices came from the side one after another, "Catch him alive!" The Chen family shouted angrily, turned around and grabbed a spiritual monk nearby, but as soon as they caught him, the man died on the spot.
Corpses fell one after another, and every surviving spiritual monk fell to the ground.
The Chen family was not dumbfounded.
Wan Mo Ling and the others who were still surviving the calamity were equally dumbfounded!
