Ye Tian had long been prepared for what the crocodile would do, and was not worried at all. He chuckled and said, "How much energy do you have left after fighting me so far?"
These words surprised both Jing Yuhua and Crocodile.
Even though the crocodile was covered in bruises, they were only superficial injuries and not fundamental.
How could he say such a thing?
The crocodile rushed out a distance, suddenly let out a scream, and fell directly into the magma from the air. It rolled crazily in the magma, showing great pain.
At this time, the evil spirit attached to its wounds was like a steel needle drilling crazily into its body. There were thousands of evil spirits on the thousands of wounds. The torture the crocodile was suffering now was unimaginable.
The evil spirit not only has the effect of corrupting flesh and blood, but also restrains the demonic element.
The crocodile wanted to use the demonic energy to force the evil spirit out of the body, but it couldn't be done for a while.
He glanced at Ye Tian with hatred and fear, endured the severe pain, dived into the lava and escaped.
Jing Yuhua was stunned.
A fourth-level demon beast escaped?
"His combat power is too... terrifying, isn't it?"
She found that she could no longer describe Ye Tian's abnormality in words.
The weapon cultivator who had just broken through to the Supreme Realm defeated the demon cultivator who was at the fourth level of the Supreme Realm. Even though Jing Yuhua had seen Ye Tian's methods many times, she still found it unbelievable.
"The injuries you inflicted on it are obviously superficial injuries. Why is it in so much pain?" Jing Yuhua asked in confusion.
"This credit is naturally due to the evil spirit." Ye Tiandao.
"Isn't it true that your evil spirit cannot be used through the air?" Jing Yuhua was puzzled.
"It is true that my evil energy cannot be used in the air, but every time the Qianlong Sword hits the crocodile, some evil energy will be attached to the wound. If a small amount adds up to a large amount, it will not be able to withstand it." Ye Tian explained.
Jing Yuhua opened her mouth, and finally six words came out of her mouth.
You are such a different person!
The three of them continued to move forward, and not long after they walked, suddenly there was a terrifying loud noise in front of them, and the area where they were was shaking slightly.
"Listen to that voice. It's at least thirty or forty miles away, but it can affect this place. There are strong men fighting!"
Jing Yuhua suddenly became excited and hurriedly left through the air.
Not long after, dense figures appeared in the sight of the three people. There are humans and monsters. Humans wear different costumes, including strong men from western tribes and the Northern Desert Royal Court.
At this time, everyone was watching from a distance.
I saw three figures crisscrossing each other, and a terrifying battle broke out.
Every time they took action, the underground world shook violently, magma exploded, stalactites shattered, and stone walls collapsed.
How terrifying.
"A strong man in the imperial realm!"
Jing Yuhua took a breath of cold air and became more and more excited.
The emperor-level experts are the top ones in Yuanling Continent. It is difficult to see even one of them on weekdays. Today, three of them appeared at once, and they were fighting in a melee.
Two people and one monster.
A man was wearing a black robe, a golden mask on his head, and holding a magic flag. Every time he swiped it, the evil energy was powerful and the black mist billowed.
One man was dressed in black, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, showing his dignity without anger. Holding a golden sword, he looks upright and upright.
The demon was a black-haired ape, very violent, holding an iron rod and sweeping across all directions.
These three are all famous beings.
The masked man is none other than the Desolate Demon, one of the eight demons of the Demon Sect.
The latter two were none other than the former commanders of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom and the Yuanling Empire, the Sky-breaking Stone Monkey Yuan Potian and the Zhenwei General Yang Zhen.
The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom and the Yuanling Empire went to war because the Demon Sect was causing trouble, and now they are extremely jealous when they meet.
Yuan Potian and Yang Zhen, who were rivals before, joined forces to kill the wild demon without hesitation.
In a battle of this level, the rest of the people could only watch from the sidelines. Even the king-level experts would stay away.
"This looks like a strong man!" Ye Tian sighed softly.
In the Qianlong Continent, you can casually fight against the sky, the earth, and the air, and travel through the broken mountains and rivers of Taixu. How domineering and free. Coming to Yuanling Continent, suppressed by the rules of the great avenue, the creatures here seemed too weak.
Ye Tian can say that he still hasn't adapted to it yet.
"What did you say?" Jing Yuhua asked suspiciously.
"I didn't say anything." Ye Tian shook his head.
"Yuhua, Brother Ye!"
A call came, and Fu Hongchen and Miao Yi flew over. They had already arrived here first.
"I can finally feel relieved to see that you are safe and sound."
"Hey, Brother Ye, have you broken through to the Supreme Realm?"
Fu Hongchen and Miao Yi were shocked when they saw Ye Tian flying with his sword.
The road of weapon cultivation is difficult. Looking at the entire Yuanling Continent, the weapon cultivators who have reached the level of respect can be called the strongest in weapon cultivation.
Generally speaking, it is difficult for people who are not in their forties or fifties to break through this realm, and they have to be extremely talented.
It is simply unbelievable that Ye Tian has reached such a state at such a young age.
"It's just a fluke." Ye Tian said modestly.
Jing Yuhua opened her mouth, but swallowed the last words that came to her lips.
At this moment, a sudden burst of murderous intent came over, and a group of people flew over with malicious intentions. One of them, one of whom Ye Tian had seen before, was Wei Dehai who was following Xie Yuan.
Fu Hongchen frowned, cupped his hands in front of the leader, and said displeasedly: "Clan Chief Xie, what are you doing?"
The head of the Xie family, Xie Hongsheng, returned the gift and said in a deep voice: "Master Fu, Ye Tian killed my son, please hand him over to me."
Fu Hongchen looked at Ye Tian, who raised his hands to Xie Hongsheng and hummed: "Clan Chief Xie, your precious son wanted to steal my sword before and harm me. Now you actually say that I killed you. Son, it’s a joke.”
Xie Hongsheng looked at Ye Tian with eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Ye Tian, don't think that no one will be able to find out if you do it secretly. The scene where you killed my son happened to be seen by others. You don't have to make excuses. As the saying goes, a debt must be repaid, and a murder must be repaid with a life."
"I will kill you today to avenge my son!"
Before Xie Hongsheng finished speaking, Miao Yi suddenly stood in front of Ye Tian, clearly intending to protect Ye Tian.
"Master Fu, what do you mean?" Xie Hongsheng said dissatisfied.
He had already given Fu Hongchen enough face.
If Fu Hongchen hadn't been here, he would have taken action without saying a word. If he dared to stop him, he would have killed him without mercy.
Fu Hongchen said calmly: "Clan Chief Xie, I am actually helping the Xie family by doing this. The Xie family has been closely associated with Baibing Pavilion for so many years, and we are considered old friends. I really don't want the Xie family to fall into a situation of no return."
Xie Hongsheng frowned and asked, "Master Fu, what does this mean?"
Du Hongchen said seriously: "Xie Yuan and Wei Dehai raped Ye Tianbao Jian on the street and caused great disaster to the Xie family. Don't you understand?"
Xie Hongsheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he asked in shock: "Is he really the descendant of the Sword Emperor?"
Fu Hongchen said word for word: "It's absolutely true!"
"hiss……"
Xie Hongsheng took a breath of cold air. His strong aura disappeared in an instant. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and looked at Ye Tian in horror.
Wei Dehai on the side, his face instantly turned into the color of gall, and he was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat.
Fu Hongchen continued: "It doesn't matter whether Xie Yuan was killed by Ye Tian or not. His death saved your entire Xie family. Patriarch Xie should feel lucky."
Although this is hard to hear, it is the truth.
Xie Yuan is dead, and the grudge between the Xie family and Ye Tian has been settled.
The Sword Emperor will not pursue it further.
This is indeed a good thing for the Xie family.
Xie Hongsheng was also a character. He took a deep breath to suppress the hatred and anger of his son's death. He cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Ye Tian, saying: "Master Ye, it was me Meng Lang just now. How dare my rebellious son It is not a pity to die because I covet Mr. Ye's treasure. Now that he has died in a mysterious way, how about we clear up the grievances between my Xie family and you?"
Ye Tian said calmly: "That's natural."
Xie Hongsheng breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed to Fu Hongchen and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your guidance."
Fu Hongchen said politely: "Clan Chief Xie is being polite. This is what you should be doing."
Xie Hongsheng said nothing more and turned to leave.
Ye Tian and Li Mo looked at each other and sighed secretly in their hearts. They both had the title of Sword King, but different people used it, but their deterrence was very different.
If Fu Hongchen were not here today, even if Ye Tian shamelessly continued to promote that he was the successor of the Sword Emperor, Xie Hongsheng would probably kill him without hesitation.
"The descendant of the Sword Emperor?"
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded.
A group of blond and blue-eyed Westerners came towards this side aggressively.
The leading man stared, bursting out with an extremely powerful momentum, and a terrifying coercion came over, making the trade even more stressed.
"Boy, where is that old thief of the Sword Emperor hiding?" Arthur, the leader, pointed at Ye Tian and asked in an unquestionable tone.
boom!
Miao Yi exploded, shaking off Arthur's pressure, and angrily shouted: "How can we, the Yuanling Empire, allow you Western barbarians to make trouble!"
Arthur glared at Miao Yi and said coldly: "You want to protect him?"
Miao Yi didn't say anything, but Fu Hongchen spoke.
"It's not him who wants to protect him, but Baibing Pavilion who wants to protect him!"
"If you dare to touch him, I will not only make you Western barbarians buried in the Yuanling Empire, but I will also make Baibing Pavilion never have contact with the West!"
Fu Hongchen scolded angrily, suddenly showing full power, changing his previous image of a good old man.
When facing Xie Hongsheng, who was a compatriot after all, he mainly tried to persuade him, but when facing these yellow-haired monsters, he would not be polite.
It's a direct and naked threat.
Arthur's face was livid, and he had to weigh the pros and cons.
Although he is a Westerner, he still knows the power of Baibing Pavilion.
"What a Baibing Pavilion, you are really confident!"
Another group of people flew over, and it turned out to be people from the Northern Desert.
"Friends from the West, if you are afraid of Baibing Pavilion, then please step aside. I, the Northern Desert, want to collect Ye Tian's head!"
Tuba, the leader of the Northern Desert, was very arrogant.
Arthur chuckled and said, "Since we all want Ye Tian's head, why don't we join forces?"
This group of people cannot take action against the pressure of Baibing Pavilion, but if Bei Mo intervenes, there is no need to worry at all.
