Chapter 454: Equal Strength

It is useless to say more. Those who can stand here are all determined to die!

Ye Qingxuan's eyes narrowed when he saw Ning Wuxie didn't say anything.

"Come!"

With a loud shout, Ye Qingxuan led a group of people behind him to rush towards Ning Wuxie and others. Nalan Tianying and the young man each drew out their weapons and magic weapons, and the disciples of the Renzong started to perform their own moves, and the scene was full of light and color.

On Ning Wuxie's side, Wuyuan Zhenren still had his hands hanging by his side, but two long swords, one black and one white, were unsheathed and flew around him, impenetrable. Yan Xiao ignited the strange fire, and Li Luobing raised his long sword.

The two groups of people immediately collided with each other, and the average cultivators of the human immortal and earth immortal realms collided. There has never been such a level of cultivator war in Lingwu Continent in ten thousand years!

In the chaotic aura, Ye Qingxuan and Ning Wuxie, who were in front of the horse, disappeared at the first time.

With their cultivation, they cannot fight in a crowd.

Boom!

It was as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and a huge explosion sounded from the sky.

Ning Wuxie and Ye Qingxuan's figures were like lightning, and no one could be seen. There were only bangs and aftermath that could tear everything apart.

Ye Qingxuan's folding fan had already been unfolded, and under his armpits and back, two pairs of phantoms holding weapons appeared, all short weapons, attacking Ning Wuxie from all angles.

Ning Wuxie held the piercing gun with both hands, blocking the attacks one by one, and the tip of the gun was waiting for an opportunity to move out like a mad dragon, but was blocked by Ye Qingxuan with both hands.

"Why is it you who has reached the realm of immortal saints! What makes you reach the realm of immortal saints!" The man in green gritted his teeth.

"Noisy!"

His white robe fluttered, and the blood-sorrowing knife in his left hand knocked off the short knife in Ye Qingxuan's hand and split it open, and then immediately held the folding fan in the other hand, but this time his wrist turned strangely, and the long knife hit the snake with the stick, and actually wrapped around Ye Qingxuan's hand and chopped his neck!

Tianxin Sword Formation!

Ning Wuxie actually used the Blood-Sorrowing Knife to activate the Heavenly Heart Sword Formation, and Ye Qingxuan's movements were sluggish for a moment.

"Is it interesting?"

Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, and a green light suddenly flashed in his eyebrows and eyes, and he didn't dodge or avoid.

Swish!

Ye Qingxuan's head flew in the air and left his body, but there was no blood splattering.

A misty green air connected the head and the body. It was the wood element spiritual power, surging with endless vitality.

The head flew up for a while, and then fell freely, but his body movements did not stagnate at all. The two condensed hand gestures were full of green light and twisted towards Ning Wuxie's left arm!

However, when the white-robed man's left hand blade went around his arm, his right hand had already tightly grasped the Piercing Flame Spear, pulling it like a full bow.

At the moment when he chopped off his opponent's head, he was not surprised or excited at all, and his right hand stabbed out like a fierce dragon crossing the river!

The two actions were connected smoothly, and he knew that Ye Qingxuan would never be killed so easily.

Before the spear thrust out, the surrounding sky where the two men were fighting began to appear with round shadows of the sun, and they quickly condensed into shape.

"So anxious?" Ye Qingxuan chuckled.

Bang!

He put his hands in front of him and blocked the powerful spear, but was also repelled by the surging flames and majestic spiritual power.

It is a divine weapon after all!

The two figures suddenly separated, Ye Qingxuan flew backwards, and Ning Wuxie withdrew.

Ye Qingxuan barely stopped his retreat, looked up and found himself surrounded by round suns.

"Young, but experienced."

He chuckled, and his head finally fell back to his neck, with a cold smile on his face, and opened his arms, as if to welcome.

A large circle of suns around him burst into dazzling white light under Ning Wuxie's control, and flames so hot that they could melt the earth burst out. Ye Qingxuan's position was at the intersection of the white light, and the green figure was instantly submerged!

Ning Wuxie stared at the place, and the spiritual power in his body poured out like a mountain and a sea. This world had not endured such power for a long time. Around him, the space was faintly fluctuating.

This is a sign of breaking through the void!

The power of the Immortal Saint Realm is only a hair's breadth away from the Great Emperor!

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True Man Wuyuan used his soul to control the sword and forced Nalan Tianying and the young man to retreat alone, not hesitating to suffer several wounds.

Ye Qingxuan hid the cards, and there were two powerful men in the Heavenly Immortal Realm ambushing in the city below. Just when the battle started, they suddenly rushed out!

Bai Zhou and him, one person stopped two Heavenly Immortals, and the remaining several Earthly Immortals and others could only be handed over to Yan Xiao, Li Luobing and You Youshan.

The battle was in a stalemate. Our side was full of experienced and even more powerful men, but the enemy was also in the same realm and had more people!

The battle must be opened, and it cannot be delayed!

Thinking of this, Master Wuyuan's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. Facing the young man who rushed in front of him, he bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His arms, which were almost useless after being broken by Ye Qingxuan's blow, suddenly lifted up, like a giant swamp crocodile that had risen up, and his palms moved up and down, with a long black light and death, destroying the young man's neck and head.

The Dark Palm!

The young man with sharp eyebrows and eyes was instantly terrified, but there was no escape.

With a sound of smashing fruits, the young man's head exploded instantly, and his neck was also pinched off by Master Wuyuan. He naturally did not have Ye Qingxuan's ability, blood gushed out, and his body fell like a kite with a broken string.

"Ah Sheng!" Nalan Tianying's eyes turned red instantly, and he burst into a shrill scream.

Master Wuyuan raised his eyebrows, "Nalan Tianying, who hates men the most in the world, can actually be emotional?"

"I'll kill you!!"

Nalan Tianying waved his claws and rushed towards Wuyuan.

A celestial being died!

The balance of the battle has been broken. Facing Nalan Tianying alone, Master Wuyuan is not afraid. As long as he can deal with her, he can go to help others!

As long as Ning Wuxie can hold Ye Qingxuan...

Ning Wuxie...

The pressure on Master Wuyuan suddenly reduced, and he looked up, and was suddenly startled.

Bits of green are condensing in the sky.

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In the center of a circle of sun disks, the blazing white light is still spewing wildly.

Ning Wuxie noticed the bits of green emerging around him, and his heart sank.

Sure enough, it didn't work.

Under the gloomy sky of the Far North, the green seemed a little abrupt, but it did begin to condense in the air, and the green light was tender and crisp.

A little bit of green began to expand, quickly condensed into green leaves, and then began to tremble slightly.

Ning Wuxie waved his spear, and the Great Sun Flame Art splashed out a wave of flames, burning the green leaves around him. However, after the green leaves disappeared, they would soon reappear, and in greater numbers.

The green leaves trembled, condensed by spiritual power and as if they were real, the tips of the green leaves in the sky turned, gradually aiming at the center of the sun.

The green leaves in the sky poured down like a violent storm. Although Ning Wuxie's sun was extremely hot, it could not withstand the numerous green leaves, and soon it was pierced with large and small holes like a sieve.

Ning Wuxie did not entangle, and immediately withdrew his magical power, and the sun disappeared one by one.

The green-clothed figure stood in place, unharmed. The green leaves danced around him like a dragon, turning into various shapes, like a green throne.

"We are equally strong, it's not easy to deal with."

Ye Qingxuan smiled.

Ning Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a fight, he already understood that the gap between their levels was comparable.

Although he still had some artifacts that he hadn't used, Ye Qingxuan also had an emperor-level artifact, and he might have more cards.

He couldn't afford to delay any longer.

"But what about them?" Ye Qingxuan suddenly sneered.

Ning Wuxie, who was about to open the space channel, locked his eyes, and saw that the countless green leaves around Ye Qingxuan all condensed, with the tips of the leaves facing down, and blasted out fiercely!

This time, the green leaves fell from the sky, like a rainstorm emitting the breath of death, covering all the people who were fighting hard below!