Chapter 248

Mu Ling stopped Jian Wuchen, Jian Wuchen stood with his back on his back, dressed in plain clothes, his face was indifferent but expressionless, Qi Yu was arrogant, if he hadn't known the origin of his sword slave, I'm afraid no one would have seen it.

This dragon and tiger leaping posture is definitely a hero among people!

"Get out of the way!" Jian Wuchen didn't say much, but it was enough sword tricks. He didn't like the Eighth Prince, but he couldn't ignore the disciples of Floating Cloud City.

Cooperating with the eighth prince is nothing but an order from the division. He glanced at the two people who fought with Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen showed no signs of falling into the disadvantaged. The disciples in the blood-saving spirit formation, since they can't do it, they can only do it themselves.

"Impossible!" Mu Ling said lightly, glanced at Ye Xiwen and saw that Ye Xiwen would not fall behind, and he was relieved.

Neither of them are talkative people, so since they can't agree, they will do it directly.

Jian Wuchen's long sword instantly pointed out some flowing clouds in the sky, flowing across the sky, slicing through the sky, and Jianguang seemed to have pressed out a picture of flowing clouds breaking through the sky, and it fell down.

Jian Wuchen was ruthless with his hands and did not hold back at all.

At the same time, Mu Ling also made a move. They are also practicing kendo, but it is obviously different from Jian Wuchen's elegant and unrestrained kendo, and it does not have the gloomy feeling brought by cultivating corpse qi, but it is mighty. Upright, this is another kind of upright avenue.

The strong aura of the two sides made many of the disciples watching the battle tremble. Although the battle between the two was not as intense as that of the three Ye Xiwen, the destruction of the battle was not much worse. After all, they were only one level apart. It's hard to imagine that, except for the few people who chatted, they are all the top on the Ten Thousand Monsters Island today, who dares to underestimate them.

"Boom!" The sword qi of both sides collided fiercely, Liu Yun and Huang Quan collided fiercely.

Jian Wuchen is a rare genius in Floating Cloud City that has never been seen in a hundred years. He can go from being a sword slave to his current status. His talent and hard work are not easy, but Mu Ling is not. adversary.

The sword qi of both sides directly compressed into a picture scroll, and they have already understood the sword will, and the sword will have been brought to the extreme, which is very terrifying.

The sword intentions of both sides were entangled in a trace, swallowing each other, erasing each other, this is a terrible competition of artistic conception.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The fierce battle between the two sides may not be as powerful as the battle between Ye Xiwen and the three.

But the real intensity is not bad at all.

Jian Wuchen wanted to save the disciples in Huiyun City, and Mu Ling had promised Ye Xiwen that he would never let anyone make trouble.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

In the blood spirit formation, the evil blood gods in the sky are nailing those disciples to the ground one by one.

Mu Youran, who was on the side, smiled very happily, and while commanding the great formation to crucify the disciples of the Overlord Party and the Wanzhen Alliance, his heart was unusually happy, and he felt elated.

After knowing that the two major alliances are going to attack the Blood Spirit Alliance, almost everyone is not optimistic about the Blood Spirit Alliance. They all feel that the destruction of the Blood Spirit Alliance is only a matter of time. At most, Ye Xiwen's action may save the Blood Spirit Alliance. But as a generation of arrogance, how can he be reconciled, if it is not for the eighth prince to get the inheritance of the four elephants, the cultivation base of several people should be similar now.

Mu Youran smiled a bit wickedly. After this battle, who would dare to underestimate their Blood Spirit Alliance.

"boom!"

This long spear pierced through the sky of the universe, and the terrifying Qi machine firmly locked Ye Xiwen, and the heroic appearance was unparalleled, like a demon.

"Qiang!" Wan Chengyao's long sword instantly slashed out a dazzling sword light and coldly slashed out, and endless rays of light roared out.

Two terrifying attacks came at Ye Xiwen in an instant. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Xiwen would definitely not be able to resist it. It would be good to be able to resist one such attack, let alone two.

The sky and the earth cracked, and the air waves flew, directly flattening countless trees.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's long knife burst into a golden dragon and charged fiercely.

The terrifying air wave swept out, it was a terrifying collision, but Ye Xiwen didn't even move. This kind of aftermath had no effect on him at all. You must know that his strength is terrible, especially the golden body. , an extremely tyrannical body, this is the fundamental strength for Ye Xiwen to dare to fight with the two people.

"Go away!" Compared with the enthusiasm of the Eighth Prince to kill Ye Xiwen, Wan Chengyao cared more about the disciples of the Wanzhen League. If all the disciples of the Wanzhen League died, then he really became a Lonely.

Finally, he broke out completely, and the sword light pressed towards Ye Xiwen like a sea.

The blade is like a wave, swept away layer by layer towards Ye Xiwen, and the eighth prince next to him is also cooperating to stab out the long spear. Underneath, it was extremely scary.

In Ye Xiwen's eyes, the killing intent was rampant, especially for these two.

If Wan Chengyao's blade is like a wave, then Ye Xiwen's current long blade is breaking through the waves, and even if he is swept by the endless waves of blades, Ye Xiwen just slashes out flatly.

At this time, Ye Xiwen's golden body fully showed his terrifying fighting power. His golden real essence was boiling, like a golden god of war, standing still in the crazy waves, like a hard rock in the sea. No matter how many times he was beaten by the waves, he could never shake Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen knew that this had not yet reached the most tragic time, and his golden body had not been fully released.

"Really alone against two masters!"

"And he's not at all disadvantaged, this Ye Xiwen is too scary!"

"If you keep fighting like this, I'm afraid Ye Xiwen will really become famous in one battle!"

"It's still early!" War Eagle, who was watching the battle, said indifferently, "This is just the beginning, and it's not so tragic that you die!"

Ji Mingyue, Wang Ziwei and the others also nodded, their eyesight was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people.

"Although there are not many people in Dayue Kingdom this time, there are quite a few elites. Whether it is the Eighth Prince, Ye Xiwen, Jian Wuchen, or Yan Shaobo and Mu Youran, they are all elites!" Zhan Ying said a little strangely. , this time, there are not many people from Dayue Kingdom, that is, about a hundred people, especially the One Yuan Sect even has two or three kittens, but there are many elites among them.

As War Eagle said, Ye Xiwen and his group were fighting to the most intense stage.

The long knife in Ye Xiwen's hand slashed with the sword intent of one knife after another, and there were faint fluctuations in the law. Ye Xiwen slowly revealed all his cards.

Every knife will be turned into a picture scroll and crushed in the past. This is the most ruthless crushing of the sword, and the competition of artistic conception.

"Chong!"

"boom!"

A pair of pictures was suppressed and turned into the most terrifying blade.

The Eighth Prince and Wan Chengyao also exerted all their strength, and used all kinds of means to suppress the bottom of the box. Wan Chengyao's blade pressed down the endless stars, forming a sea of ​​stars, which was pressed down and collapsed. sky.

And the eighth prince's spear pierced the endless army of conquest, the emperor swept the world, and no one could ignore his fear.

"boom!"

The air wave swept out, and at the most important place, even the atoms were torn apart by the terrifying collision to form a mushroom cloud that rose up, bursting with a terrifying light.

Ye Xiwen's hair was flying wildly in the gust of wind, and the long knife in his hand flew across the sky with a terrifying blade light, and collided with the opponent's knife and spear.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The aftermath of the attack on both sides can sweep everything, sweep across the mountains, and even collapse the universe.

The two sides finally began to kill the white-hot stage.

Everyone was dazzled and fascinated. They didn't expect to see such a battle. Compared with the masters of the same level, these three people didn't know how tyrannical it was.

This is a rare opportunity, and after this opportunity, there may be no such opportunity again.

The air waves rolled out in circles, and the terrifying force was smashing into the sky, creating a scene like the end of the world, sweeping away.

And at this time, the battle finally came to the most tragic time.

"Dang!" Ye Xiwen slashed onto the spear stabbed by the Eighth Prince, and the terrifying power rippled out instantly, even a small mountain would be leveled.

Immediately after that, another long knife, like a dragon in the deep sea, broke through the sky in an instant, swept across, suppressed the world, and fell on Ye Xiwen.

"Pfft!" With golden blood splashing out, this knife barely cut Ye Xiwen in half, Ye Xiwen hurriedly retreated all the way, and retreated dozens of feet before seeing how to avoid this terrifying attack .

"Are you finally going to start fighting for your life?" a disciple shouted excitedly.

Wan Chengyao roared loudly as if his tall body was pressed down by a mountain range, with boundless power, ripples appeared, and he slashed straight down towards Ye Xiwen.

This is unreasonable. If Ye Xiwen's flaws are caught, Ye Xiwen will be completely beheaded.

"Die, no one can save you today!" The Eighth Prince sneered, his spear like a dragon, swept up a terrifying storm, turned into a ball of light, and swept away towards Ye Xiwen.