Soon, the chasing soldiers of Da Yang Mansion rushed towards the direction of the soul magic barrier.
In the soul magic barrier, the surroundings are filled with purple mist, and there is a phantom of Han Ziyue in the purple mist. The pursuers will chase her phantom, while she herself will escape in the opposite direction.
Just when she thought everything was settled, a person suddenly appeared opposite her.
The man was wearing a blue robe and a blue cloak, and the brim of the big cloak was pulled down very low. He held a pair of thick arms in his arms. The arms glowed with a slight golden light, and the veins swelled, full of strength.
He looked coldly at Han Ziyue in front of him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Haha! The God-Slaying Slash...it seems like it takes no effort at all!"
Han Ziyue held the Slaughter God behind her and frowned, "Who are you?"
The other party just sneered darkly, and the powerful martial soul exuding from him made her hair stand on end.
She asked: "Are you here also for the God-Slaying Slash?"
The man sneered and said: "Ever since Da Yang Mansion sealed the God-Slaying Kill, no one has been able to open the God-Suppressing Seal. However, on the day of seven stars in a row, when the gods cover the eyes of ghosts, the power of the God-Suppressing Seal will also change. Weakness is the best time to steal the God-Slaying Slash. Since you have stolen it, then give it to me——"
The man waved his blue cloak and stretched out his big palm, with a blue dragon-shaped ring on it.
Han Ziyue angrily scolded: "I will never give it to you. It is a sacred object of our clan and should go back with me."
"Oh? The ancient gods? Hahaha! So what? The God-Slaying Slash, the god-killing thing, I will definitely kill all the gods in the world, with great power!"
After the man finished speaking, he waved his arms, and an extremely domineering blue martial spirit rushed towards Han Ziyue.
Han Ziyue was knocked against a tree by his powerful martial spirit. She covered her chest, lowered her head and spat out a mouthful of blood. She stretched out her left hand, supported her body, and frowned: "Holy Sect? You are actually at the Holy Sect level!"
Just ask around the world, looking around, there are very few people who can reach the level of the Holy Sect, but this guy in front of him actually has such a powerful power.
The man sneered and said, "More than that!"
He waved his hand, and three thousand-year black abyss martial soul patterns and two thousand-year blood-devouring martial soul patterns appeared on his body.
Oh my God! What level is this? Once the martial soul patterns on his body are completely exploded, neither Lan Cangze will be his opponent. How powerful is this being?
The man said coldly: "Now, why don't you give me the God-Slaying Sword?"
Han Ziyue slowly stood up, holding the God-Slaying Slash tightly with both hands, and then said: "I will never give it to you!"
After she finished speaking, she turned the God-Slaying Slash, and a golden halo formed, getting bigger and bigger. She shouted: "Destroy the World——"
Then he slashed at the man. The man blocked with his fists. Han Ziyue attacked from left and right, and the two powerful forces suddenly collided in the forest.
Even with the God-Slaughter Slash in hand, Han Ziyue was still no match for the opponent. After all, the disparity in strength was too great.
Just when he struck Han Ziyue with a palm, a powerful blue air wave hit him, and a black shadow jumped out of the forest. It was Ye Zhenfeng.
"Pillow Wind?!" Han Ziyue turned around and said in surprise.
Ye Zhenfeng immediately moved forward to protect her, and then said: "Let me do it!"
I saw him draw out the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword, draw two fingers across the sword body, drink blood from the long sword, and instantly enter the strongest state.
He secretly activated the thorns, thunder and lightning in the Double Dragon Order, raised his sword and shouted: "Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique, Fire Dragon Devouring the Sky—Dragon Blood Black Yellow—"
Facing the powerful enemy, Ye Zhenfeng launched two major moves in succession. Upon seeing this, Han Ziyue immediately wielded the God-Slaying Slash and attacked the enemy together with him.
"Hmph! Overestimating one's own abilities—Sixth Stage of the Holy Sect—open!"
Just when the man in blue robe activated the martial soul spirit, a black abyss martial soul pattern rose up at the same time. It seemed that he didn't want to delay it any longer and wanted to win the battle quickly.
The reason why Ye Zhenfeng was able to discover them was because his blood pupils worked. At this moment, the people in the soul arts had begun to realize that they had been tricked. Once the soul arts were broken, the people of Da Yang Mansion would Come.
Seeing that the opponent was so powerful, Ye Zhenfeng immediately activated the Black Abyss Martial Soul Marks. When the Black Abyss Martial Soul Marks appeared on his body, the other party showed a look of astonishment.
He sneered and said: "Hahaha! I didn't expect that you would have the Black Abyss Martial Soul Pattern at such a young age! In that case, how about trying this again?" After saying that, he activated the second Black Abyss Martial Spirit Pattern, two strands Powerful forces compete with each other. Once the other side continues to strengthen, the other side will be destroyed.
Ye Zhenfeng roared angrily and was suppressed by his powerful strength. He finally knelt down on one knee and held on with all his strength.
His upper body clothes were broken, and a golden dragon suddenly appeared on his body. The golden dragon emitted golden light, and immediately, a golden red dragon attacked the man in blue robe.
"Dragon scale heart-protecting golden armor? You... are so blessed, it seems I underestimated you! Blood-devouring martial soul pattern - open!"
Seeing this, Han Ziyue knew that they had no chance of winning, and immediately said to Ye Zhenfeng: "Go quickly——"
However, before they could withdraw, the powerful attack of the man in blue robe had already destroyed the golden dragon, and both Ye Zhenfeng and Han Ziyue fell to the ground.
Han Ziyue was unconscious at this moment, Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly picked her up and shouted: "Ziyue! Ziyue!"
"Boy, give me the God-Slaying Slash!"
Ye Zhenfeng had entered a state of confusion at this moment. He glared angrily: "Asshole, how dare you hurt her! I will fight with you -"
He held the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword high, and a golden lightning flashed back and forth on the sword, becoming more and more intense.
The man in blue robe stepped back slightly and said with a smile: "Oh, that's really interesting. Let's see what other tricks you can come up with!"
At this moment, Ye Zhenfeng's left eye began to turn red, and a golden wheel moved randomly! A strong red light immediately burst out from his body, and at this moment, he unlocked the seal on his left eye.
"A person with blood eyes? You are actually a person with blood eyes!" The man in blue robe was startled at first, obviously very surprised. Then he clenched his fists angrily and roared: "If that's the case, then I'll leave you alone!"
He raised his right hand high and activated the martial spirit in his body. The blue dragon-shaped ring on his right hand was very conspicuous, and a blue dragon appeared on his body. The blue dragon surrounded him and rose up, raising his head and roaring. , jumped directly towards Ye Zhenfeng.
The spirit of the dragon, the spirit of the king.
Ye Zhenfeng roared: "No matter what kind of dragon you are, I won't refuse anyone who comes... Golden Thunder Kills the Dragon!"
The ninth level of the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique - Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying, coupled with thorns, thunder and lightning, is extremely powerful.
A powerful bolt of thorns and thunder struck at the blue dragon, and both sides were blown away by the powerful martial spirit.
Ye Zhenfeng used his last strength and finally fell to the ground.
The man in blue robes in front of him, with flying blue robes, slowly walked towards him. He raised his right hand and slowly pressed his palm against his body.
Looking at Ye Zhenfeng's blood-pupil left eye, the other party sneered and said: "You are a red-pupiled person, a fish that slipped through the net. Since I didn't kill you back then, I will kill you again today and eradicate you, so I won't have any worries anymore! "
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes trembled slightly, and he stared at the big hand in front of him slowly coming down. This was the Five Finger Mountain that he could not escape from. It was his fate and his disaster to turn over the devil's palm.
The blue dragon-shaped ring on the other's finger was deeply imprinted in his eyes.
Ye Zhenfeng no longer had any strength to contend with it. He felt five thunders blasting from his head. He clapped his palm and hit him heavily on the forehead.
The soul in his forehead was broken by a powerful martial spirit, and it shattered instantly. His whole body felt like it was cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and his limbs made a cracking sound. His mind went blank, and he finally passed out.
A red monster mount rushed out. On the mount sat a girl wearing a black veil. She bent down and grabbed Han Ziyue, jumped into the forest, and disappeared.
"Don't even think about escaping—" Upon seeing this, the man in blue robe waved his blue robe and immediately flew after him.
At this moment, the pursuers from Da Yang Mansion also arrived.
Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu were the first to arrive. When Lan Zuiwu saw the back of the man in blue robe, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, his pupils dilated, and he felt that the back was somewhat familiar.
Soon Lan Cangze, Nangong Qi and others arrived.
Nangong Qi stepped forward and asked Chu Mubai, "Mubai, how is Zhenfeng doing?"
Chu Mubai's face was pale and full of sadness, and he said sadly: "His soul has been destroyed! I'm afraid... he will die soon!"
Nangong Qi was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to check Ye Zhenfeng's pulse. He felt that there was no pulse at all and his breathing was weak. It was obvious that he was dying soon.
He immediately imported the martial soul spirit to protect Ye Zhenfeng, but Ye Zhenfeng's soul sky had been destroyed, and the martial soul spirit he imported was like a stone cow entering the sea, all in vain. Even so, he was still paranoid and refused to give up.
Nangong Qi was such a calm person, but seeing his beloved disciple like this, he was obviously confused. He knew that no matter how many martial souls he put in, he would not be able to condense them, but he still refused to give up.
Hua Buchi stepped forward and said, "Dean Nangong, don't waste your efforts, he... he can't do it anymore..."
"Impossible...impossible...Zhenfeng...Zhenfeng..."
At this moment, Nangong Qi desperately injected the Wuhun spirit into his body. Zuo Sima rushed over and immediately stepped forward to help after seeing him.
Lan Cangze asked Lan Zuiwu, "When you came here, did you see who injured Ye Zhenfeng?"
Seeing Ye Zhenfeng like this, Lan Zuiwu had already burst into tears and just kept shaking his head.
Chu Mubai said: "When we arrived, we saw a man in blue robe leaving, but we didn't see his appearance clearly."
Su Yu said: "Looking at the traces left by the fight, the opponent must be a master at the level of the Holy Sect!"
Lan Cangze said: "Why do the masters of the Holy Sect come to our Da Yang Mansion?"
He pondered for a while and then said: "What about Han Ziyue?"
Chu Mubai said: "When we arrived, we didn't see Han Ziyue."
Minglong clenched his fist and said: "Do you still need to ask? This Han Ziyue and that Holy Sect master must be in the same group!"
Ao Xiongzhi said: "Han Ziyue, this hateful witch from all over the world! She dared to steal the artifact of the town. What is her intention?"
Si Bai said: "Although the battle is over, I can still feel a strong demonic energy lingering around. It seems that Han Ziyue is probably a demon from the Four Seas!"
Minglong said: "Demons? I think Ye Zhenfeng must be with them, otherwise why would he appear here?"
