Chapter 584 Ending
"Black Flame Prisoner and Killer!"
Suddenly, Qianyuan's eyes turned cold, and his right hand exuding black flames was grasped in the air.
Walls of black fire formed instantly, covering Yi Xifeng directly. He knew that this technique could no longer trap the opponent, but his real target was Li Xintian!
When the white young man saw the clues, Qianyuan was already close to the other side, and it was almost too late. At this moment, a huge sword suddenly appeared out of the sky, and the black wall of fire was cut in half in the blink of an eye.
"Thousands of miles of rivers, thousands of swords unite!"
A figure quickly flew out from it. He used the Night Sword Hanxing to control the huge sword to slash across the air. Before Qian Yuan could get close to the fair-skinned woman, he directly slashed her away.
With a "boom", the figure of the young man in black was directly embedded in the city wall, and the violent impact immediately raised a cloud of dust.
"Poof", Qianyuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then he immediately dodged and used the same movement technique to dodge again.
As soon as the young man in black left, a big hole was poked by the sword where he was originally. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have been dismembered just now.
"Xiaozhe Xiaocheng, you have actually reached Xiaxiaxiaocheng, no, this is impossible!"
Qianyuan was scared, completely scared. In just five months, the other party had grown to this point. Even he, a demon genius, could only hope to catch up. However, fear is more likely to make people crazy. The eyes of the young man in black suddenly became Extremely sinister, as if he had made up his mind.
"This person must not be allowed to stay!"
…
At this time, the group of demon sect disciples who were besieging Loulan City were all stunned. They never expected that their boss could not defeat the opponent. One of them exclaimed:
"Mako-sama lost?!"
When the two armies faced each other, the general was defeated first, which greatly dampened the morale of the soldiers, and this group of demons was no exception.
Just as the army was hesitating whether to continue the attack, a strange laughter suddenly came from the field. Everyone looked for the sound and found that the source was actually Mozi Qianyuan.
"Yi Xifeng, you really impress me."
Immediately afterwards, Qian Yuan jumped into the air, and a fist-sized black jade appeared in his palm. Outside Loulan City, twenty-four stone pillars suddenly released a burst of bloody red light. Then, countless remaining stones on the battlefield All the ghosts turned into black smoke and gathered towards the place where the young man in black was. The scene was so majestic that it seemed to block out the sky and the sun.
Not only was the fair young man not nervous when he saw this, but his face was calm. He was even suppressing a smile. He slowly walked to Zhang Yanshi and Li Xintian, and then leaned against a city wall with the Hanxing Sword in his arms to watch the excitement.
The confident look on his face made Qianyuan frightened, and he thought to himself:
"Is there going to be any accident later?"
At this time, Yi Xifeng turned his attention to Zhang Shishi.
"How is it? Is the injury serious?"
The young man in golden armor smiled and replied:
"It's nothing serious. I'm determined to die."
What he looked at was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Yes, when we saw each other, the other person was just a teenager. Now, he has grown into an adult who can take charge of his own life. But now, looking at him, how old is the other person? Has it gotten that big?
"By the way, why have you two changed so much? Even though we haven't seen each other for five or six years, why do I feel like we haven't seen each other for ten years?"
Yi Xifeng and Li Xintian next to him looked at each other. Their expressions made it clear that some things were better kept hidden.
After all, Zhang Yanshi was in his twenties, and he could tell at a glance what secrets the two men were hiding.
"Since you two don't want to talk, forget it."
Then, he stood up shakily, briefly moved his muscles, and said:
"I knew you were lucky enough to die easily." His words naturally referred to the half-year period when Yi Xifeng had been missing.
At this time, Qianyuan in mid-air was desperately gathering the souls of the dead. It seemed that it was nearing the end, and the fair young man also turned his head and looked over there.
Zhang Yanshi was a little puzzled when he saw this, so he looked at the young man in front of him and said doubtfully:
"Now is a good time to deal with him, why don't you take the opportunity to take him down?"
"hold on."
Zhang Yanshi followed his gaze, but he didn't see any clues in it. But when he saw Yi Xifeng looking at it with interest, he couldn't help but wonder again:
"What are you waiting for?"
"Hey, wait until he makes a fool of himself."
…
Qianyuan's internal energy was drained very quickly. Generally speaking, it took seven days to refine the Soul Evil Pill, but he couldn't wait that long, so he had to speed up the refining.
"When my Soul Evil Pill is condensed, it will be the day when you, Yi Xifeng, will be buried!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a stone pillar on the east side suddenly began to crack. The young man in black muttered something bad, and had no time to stop it. Then, the stone pillar collapsed suddenly, and the soul sacrifice formation collapsed in an instant. Those who had finally gathered together The ghost disappeared immediately, no matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail.
Seeing this scene, Qianyuan's face suddenly darkened. The next moment, a large formation came back, and the black jade stone in his hand broke with a "bang" because it could not withstand the pressure.
Qianyuan's figure in mid-air seemed to have been hit hard, and at the moment the jade was broken, his own soul also received a strong impact.
"puff"
The young man in black spurted out a large mouthful of blood again, and it fell down in mid-air, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Yi Xifeng seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward, preparing to give the opponent the final blow. But at the moment he acted, a flash of blood flashed out, and the figure fled from the city in an extremely embarrassed manner, and fled far away.
"Blood Escape? Good guy, you can run fast."
As soon as Qianyuan ran away, the rest of the demon sect disciples immediately fell apart. Without their backbone, how could they still have the courage to engage in fearless shopping here? They would naturally have to fly away when disaster strikes.
Subsequently, the news of the demon's escape spread, and the besieging demons immediately retreated like a tide, and the battle was finally over.
"Survived."
The surviving soldier who defended the city sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. The bloody battle just now caused him to lose an arm, but fortunately he survived, and he didn't care about the wet blood on his face. After touching it twice, he lay on his back among the dead. He really had no strength left.
The results of this war soon spread to all the sects. To be honest, they never expected that the devil from the Demon Cult would be beaten to death by a peer of his own age. It was really embarrassing.
…
After the war, Wu Li and the others spent three days finally reorganizing Loulan City, and most of the surviving soldiers were promoted to one level.
With such a big victory, Qi Chengcheng rarely spent a large amount of money and held a grand celebration banquet.
