Under the Meltdown Mountains, at the intersection of several flame paths, more than seventy little Balrogs spread out and formed a circle. Among them were two young men, one of whom was Zhan Yan.
Zhan Yan held purple claws with his hands, and a drop of cold sweat fell from time to time on his face. In the blink of an eye, it was evaporated into a wisp of white smoke by the high temperature here.
"Damn it, why are you so unlucky! What should I do?" Zhan Yan asked anxiously.
"Defend with all your strength, hold on, and find opportunities to break through!" The young man said coldly.
In one of the surrounding flame paths, hundreds of feet away, Yu Wenlei and Hua Ziyuan turned back, hiding aside and watching the battle.
Yu Wenlei had some impression of the young man next to Zhan Yan. He seemed to be Feng Yiming from the Great Fenghuang Palace. This person ranks second among the disciples of the Great Fenghuang Palace, and his strength must not be weak. If all his cards are revealed, he may be stronger than Zhan Yan.
"Why did Zhan Yan get involved with Feng Yiming from the Great Fenghuang Palace..." Yu Wenlei muttered softly.
"Zhan Yan's mother was married to His Highness the Great Feng Huang, so she may have something to do with Feng Yiming." Hua Ziyuan explained.
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei curled his lips. Feng Yiming was a bit uneasy. In this situation, he was still calm and composed. On the other hand, Zhan Yan, although his strength was almost the same as Feng Yiming's, his state of mind was quite different.
boom! boom!
The war was about to break out. In the center of more than seventy little Balrogs, purple claw shadows and golden haloes each held back one side.
"Juexin Palm!"
"Emperor Halo!"
The violent battle fluctuations caused even the nearby flame channels to collapse and become blocked.
"No, I can't get out at all!" Zhan Yan gasped, and the circle around the little Balrog became tighter and tighter. He couldn't last long like this.
"It's just a little bit close. If you have any trump cards, use them quickly..." Feng Yiming said hurriedly.
"Damn it! Why don't you use your trump card!" At the moment of life and death, Zhan Yan jumped over the wall and started an internal fight with Feng Yiming.
When it comes to trump cards, they all have them, they just don't dare to use them. Zhan Yan's Absolute Spirit Finger can definitely open a hole briefly, but the Absolute Spirit Finger will drain all his spiritual power. Now, he doesn't have a first-grade spiritual recovery pill in his body. If his spiritual power is exhausted, he will definitely die.
Seeing that Zhan Yan was not fooled, Feng Yiming cursed in his heart. But if they don't use their trump cards, they will be exhausted sooner or later. Um? Just when Feng Yiming hesitated, he sensed a faint breath.
"Which sect are you two masters of? Please step in to rescue the siege. The Great Fenghuang Palace will be grateful!" Feng Yiming shouted.
"Oh?" Yu Wenlei was slightly surprised. Although he did not deliberately restrain his aura, it was really not easy for Feng Yiming to find him in a fierce battle.
Tread, tread, tread.
Now that he was discovered, Yu Wenlei had nothing to hide. He stood up, but still kept a distance and could retreat at any time.
Such movement made Zhan Yan look towards that place. The little Balrog was short and could not block his sight.
"It's you!" Zhan Yan's face darkened when he saw Yu Wen Lei. It was impossible to expect Yu Wen Lei to save him.
"It turns out that he is a master disciple of the Qijue Sect. Feng kindly asks you two to help!" Feng Yiming continued to speak.
Yu Wenlei shook his head. If it had been anyone else, he might have taken action, but it was Zhan Yan. He wished that Zhan Yan would die in the hands of the little Balrog.
"You two, you are really going to die without saving me!" The situation was critical, and Feng Yiming couldn't care less about calming down.
"Junior sister Ziyuan, save me! We grew up together, you can't just ignore death..." Zhan Yan gasped and roared. He couldn't count on Yu Wenlei, so he only had to transfer his hope to Hua Ziyuan.
After the words fell, Yu Wenlei narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly. Hua Ziyuan was also looking at him. It was obviously up to him to decide whether to take action or not.
call……
He had never planned to take action, but when it came to Hua Ziyuan, his reason was once again abandoned. Women are soft-hearted after all. Looking at Hua Ziyuan's eyes, he already got the answer. After all, having been in the same family for twenty years, if Yu Wen Lei didn't save him, it would be unfair to abandon Hua Zi.
"Forget it, just treat yourself as aggrieved..." Yu Wenlei drew out the heavy thunder knife, Hua Ziyuan stood behind, looking at Yu Wenlei's back, she smiled lightly, of course she knew why Yu Wenlei took action.
cut!
The sharp sword light attacked from behind. Zhan Yan and Feng Yiming, who were surrounded, were secretly happy. They saw the right time and attacked a little at the same time. In this way, they attacked from the front and back, and briefly created a breakthrough!
"Walk!"
Zhan Yan and Feng Yiming broke out, but fled directly to a fire path, but more than seventy little fire demons changed their targets and targeted Yu Wenlei instead!
"Are the people in the Great Fenghuang Palace so unbearable?" Yu Wenlei said disdainfully. He immediately reacted and retreated quickly. However, just as he was about to return to Yan Dao, a sudden change occurred!
"Juexin Palm!"
A spiritual palm print came towards him, and Zhan Yan was actually repaying kindness with hatred. He palmed with all his strength, intending to kill Yu Wenlei!
cut!
Yu Wenlei's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he split his palm with a knife. However, at the moment of pause, he was surrounded by little Balrogs.
"Junior brother!" Hua Ziyuan started to panic. She never expected that Zhan Yan would do such a thing.
"Junior sister Ziyuan, you'd better escape with me, that kid is dead!" Zhan Yan said viciously.
"You... shameless! Get out!" Hua Ziyuan regretted it. If it weren't for her, Yu Wenlei wouldn't have taken action, let alone fall into a desperate situation.
She was angry because she blamed herself!
Whoosh!
A figure in a white dress floated up and landed next to Yu Wenlei in the blink of an eye.
"You..." Looking at this scene, Zhan Yan felt jealous and gnashed his teeth in hatred towards Yu Wenlei. He snorted coldly, and he and Feng Yiming hid five hundred feet away and began to adjust their breath and recover.
"Thunder Current Slash!"
Yu Wenlei took action wildly. This was the first time since he broke through to the seventh level of the Lingyuan realm that he used all his strength. In an instant, with swords blazing across the sky, more than seventy little Balrogs were forced back five feet away by him!
"Sister, why are you doing this? It's easy to come in, but it's difficult to go out..."
"Junior brother, it was me who harmed you, it was all me..."
"Stop talking, senior sister, get ready to kill!" Yu Wenlei interrupted Hua Ziyuan's words. He walked with strange steps and protected Hua Ziyuan behind him. Since he started practicing, he has encountered countless desperate situations, but he has never given up once.
Hua Ziyuan was stunned for a moment. After regaining his senses, he immediately activated his mental power and shot formation seals into the void one after another. To deal with the little Balrog, ordinary formations obviously won't work.
In a desperate situation, Yu Wenlei's thoughts were racing. If he set up the Five Elements Sword Formation at this time, Hua Ziyuan would never be able to stop the little Balrog, so he could only leave the task of setting up the formation to Hua Ziyuan.
"Thunder Current Slash!"
Chi... the power of thunder and lightning raged, and in just a short moment, five or six little flame demons died under Yuwen's thunder knife! He took a breath, conserving every ounce of spiritual energy.
"Senior sister, do you still remember what I said to you that day in Qijue Valley?"
"Yes, remember." Hua Ziyuan nodded and smiled, activating his mental power with all his strength.
In the distant flame path, Feng Yiming, who was recovering from breath control, was also paying attention to the battle here. He was dumbfounded by Yu Wenlei's fighting power, which had reached the third level of Ling Gang Realm.
"Impossible! He, he killed ten heads..." Zhan Yan shook his head, unwilling to believe that this was true.
Chi!
Yu Wenlei seized another loophole and cut off a small Balrog with a sword strike.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Time passed little by little, and there were nearly twenty little Balrogs who died under Yuwen Lei's sword, and their bodies were all arranged in a circle! And his spiritual power is less than 30%...
At this moment, Hua Ziyuan shot the last formation seal into the void! Her red lips parted slightly, and she shouted softly:
"Lihuo Killing Formation, open!"
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