In an instant, the Master of the God of War Hall left the Jiuji Hall.
With one step in the air, he approached the God of War Hall as quickly as possible.
In front of the God of War Hall.
"It's impudent, treasonous, treasonous and unethical..."
The moment the leader of the God of War Hall appeared, he became furious and his liver and gallbladder were split with rage.
In the square in front of them, from the Earth Dharma Realm to the Martial Soul Realm, at least a hundred disciples were lying there, each one struggling and roaring.
But it was useless. In the entire square, there seemed to be an invisible hand suppressing everyone's heads.
No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't stand up.
The entire War God Hall can be regarded as a top-ranking existence among the dozens of halls in the Dao Palace. It has many disciples and many have entered the innate realm.
But today it seems to have become a joke. It is a huge shame to be suppressed by Ye Han alone.
"Stop it!"
The leader of the God of War Hall stretched out his arm and rushed towards Ye Han to catch him in the air.
"Haha, Mr. Sikong, you finally dare to show up."
In front of the War God Hall, Xuanyuan Dao suddenly laughed, and at this moment, an extremely rich roar of a tiger was heard in the heaven and earth.
Xuanyuan Dao's power exploded completely, and the power of the Divine Lord surged out.
The four prince-level masters who fought with him all groaned and were blasted hundreds of meters away. Each of them groaned and vomited blood, suffered heavy injuries, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
The four of them joined forces to form a humanoid battle formation and fought in their strongest state, unable to do anything to Xuanyuan Dao.
Even at this moment, Xuanyuan Dao's true combat power seemed to have exploded, crushing everything with one move and driving them away.
The moment the four princes were blasted away, when the palm of the God of War Hall Master approached Ye Han, Xuanyuan Dao ran out with an arrow and shot up with the same palm.
In an instant, the palm of the God of War Hall Master was blocked in mid-air.
The gods fight against the gods!
But there was no sign of any weakness in Xuanyuan Dao. Instead, there was a fighting spirit that broke through the sky, overwhelming everything, and trying to tear the Lord of the God of War Hall from the sky.
Between the collision, Xuanyuan Dao jumped into the air, completely ignoring the martial arts formation in the world and looking directly at the Master of the God of War Hall.
"Sikong Zhan, you old guy, you dare to break into the Dou Zhan Hall and deal with my ninth junior brother, please give me an explanation. What should I do about this matter, how can I compensate you?"
A sneer appeared on Xuanyuan Dao's face, and he looked directly at the Master of the God of War Hall.
The leader of the God of War Hall is called Sikong Zhan.
"Breaking into Douzhan Hall?"
Sikong Zhan's old face was extremely gloomy, and his arms trembled faintly, as if he remembered the embarrassing scene that day.
The arm that was chopped off by the martial arts formation has recovered, but he still has lingering fears at this moment.
"When should I deal with this person? Xuanyuan Dao, you are just a disciple of the Douzhan Hall, and you are only a true disciple in the Tao Palace. How dare you question me, the master of the God of War Hall, like this?"
Sikong Zhan spoke solemnly, and became even more angry when he saw many disciples of the God of War Hall appearing from far and near.
In front of many disciples of the God of War Hall, he, the leader of the hall, was actually reprimanded and threatened by Xuanyuan Dao?
"I'm just a true disciple. It's enough to suppress your God of War Hall."
Xuanyuan Dao has an unparalleled will: "Within a hundred breaths, give me an answer on how to compensate my ninth junior brother. If the ninth junior brother is not satisfied, Mr. Sikong, I will have to ask you for advice today."
Time is passing, breath by breath.
The void world became extremely dull, and there was an extreme sense of depression. Many disciples of the God of War Hall did not dare to breathe.
Even if the leader of the God of War Hall, Sikong Zhan, appeared in person, it still did not relieve their pressure. Seeing that the unscrupulous and extremely powerful Xuanyuan Dao dared to treat the hall leader in such an attitude, they became even more stressed.
"Ask me for advice?"
An extremely cold, bone-chilling chill flashed across Sikong Zhan's face.
A true master of the Heavenly Realm, he was actually threatened in public by a god-level warrior like Xuanyuan Dao, without giving him any face.
"Ye Han has completely destroyed our God of War disciple Fang Baiyu. I haven't investigated this matter yet. You, Xuanyuan Dao, actually threaten me like this?"
Sikong Zhan spoke solemnly.
Ye Han looked strange. For some reason, he felt that something was wrong with Sikong Zhan.
He was obviously furious, but he was still just confronting the eighth senior brother.
There was actually a calming sound to his words, and it seemed that he didn't dare to really take action against the Eighth Senior Brother.
"This person has stepped into the realm of heaven and man. He is a master of the unity of heaven and man. He actually does not dare to attack the Eighth Senior Brother, a god-level warrior. It seems to be nothing more than that."
Ye Han thought secretly in his heart.
"How can I say that, Sikong Zhan, if you don't respond, you are tacitly admitting that you are going to cheat and refuse to pay compensation?"
After a hundred breaths passed, Xuanyuan Dao suddenly took a step out of the void, and a weapon appeared in his hand.
A sword!
An ancient sword that is simple and worn out, but contains unparalleled edge and shocking sword power.
"Xuanyuan Sword?"
Sikong Zhan's eyes narrowed.
Xuanyuan Dao didn't respond at all, and slashed out the sword in his hand.
I saw a hundred-foot-long sword energy rolling out of heaven and earth, tearing apart heaven and earth in an instant.
"What a terrifying sword spirit. I always thought that the Eighth Senior Brother was mainly based on the physical body, but I didn't expect that he would follow the path of swordsmanship."
Ye Han looked expectantly and looked at everything above with interest.
"Claw of the God of War!"
Sikong Zhan's face was extremely cold, and he immediately used a powerful magical power.
A huge palm formed by the condensed energy and blood exploded instantly, stirring up a torrent of power in the sky and the sky, intertwined with the aura of the entire world, and rushed forward to catch it.
This is a tyrannical method unique to the God of War, a truly heaven-level martial skill.
The terrifying sword energy collided hard with the claws of the God of War.
Suddenly, there was a crack in the vacuum, as if it was being eroded by sword energy, and was pierced and cut by the strength of the sword.
Their respective wills are extremely strong, and there is an invisible collision and intertwining in the sky.
This scene lasted for about five breaths.
Then I saw the leader of the God of War Hall grunting, and his body was directly shaken back a hundred meters.
Xuanyuan Dao was also pushed back, but after that, his fighting spirit became even stronger, and he even became excited during the battle.
The Xuanyuan Sword slashed out, and the terrifying sword energy shot through the air again.
"Sikong Zhan has not fully recovered from his injuries. I'm afraid... he will be repelled by the Eighth Senior Brother?"
Ye Han stared at the battlefield and suddenly had this thought.
Unfortunately, the scene Ye Han was looking forward to never appeared.
Just when the Eighth Senior Brother slashed out his second sword, seven figures appeared in the sky.
The seven people were unparalleled. One of them stretched out his palm, and a mysterious force came down, as if the entire world was imprisoned on the spot.
The terrifying sword energy that was slashing forward was instantly blocked by this person.
"enough!"
The old man who took action spoke, his deep gaze focused on Xuanyuan Dao.
"Supreme Elder?"
"Okay, okay, the seven supreme elders are here. Do you want to help the master of the God of War Hall bully our Douzhan Hall and join forces to suppress me, Xuanyuan Dao?"
Xuanyuan Dao couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar.
Shocking sword intent erupted from his body, and his energy and spirit began to increase again. There was a terrifying power that could break the shackles of a man with a hundred feet.
"Eighth Senior Brother, let me help you!"
Ye Han was full of energy, and ten drops of True Dragon's Liquid instantly shot into the void above.
