Chapter 871 The Terror of Baili Wentian
Ye Yunfan looked at Ling Qianying, whose eyes showed fear, without stopping at all. The power of the black lotus was fully deployed, and it was devouring it crazily.
And the time and space martial spirit was used again. Taking advantage of the moment when the Shadow Clan was in a trance, he quickly waved his sword shadow in the crowd. The sword shadows flashed past, and each Shadow Clan fell down.
Ye Yunfan's speed was too fast, and he shuttled through the crowd. Coupled with the interference of the time and space martial arts, these people had no resistance.
In less than half a stick of incense, all the Shadow Clan fell down. Wuming saw this scene from a distance and shook his head helplessly again.
In his heart, Ye Yunfan will always be the same Ye Yunfan, unique, talented and irreplaceable.
"Wu Ming... I'm here to help you recover from your injuries and then help you break through. Just meditate where you are."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yunfan began to devour the energy of more than 5,000 shadow clans and poured it into Wuming's body. This operation shocked Wuming. He didn't know that Ye Yunfan had this ability.
He felt huge energy gathering in his body, and it didn't take long for the power of the six divine vortexes in his body to be saturated.
Bang!
He directly broke through to the fifth level of the God, but the energy did not stop and continued to pour into his body.
Ye Yunfan absorbed all the power of the soul into his body, and poured all the energy and blood into Wuming's body. After one scene of operation, Wuming also reached the peak of the fifth level of the God.
During this period, he also injected several bursts of immortality power to help Wuming quickly recover from his injuries. After doing all this, Ye Yunfan cleaned up the battlefield and put away useful things.
"Ye Yunfan, your abilities are getting more and more incredible. You have just helped me improve to the next level. I don't know how long it will take for me to practice on my own."
Wuming truly admired him.
"Wu Ming... now is not the time to reminisce about old times. Hurry up and help the people from other teams. Don't let the aliens succeed."
Ye Yunfan warned that he was still worried about Baili Wentian's condition and must go to rescue people immediately.
"Okay! Team Yufeng and I both belong to the Mitian War God. We have a special communication code. I will go there now. Baili Wentian will leave it to you."
After saying that, Wuming left quickly without any hesitation.
Ye Yunfan did not stop and continued to look for members of other teams.
Baili Wentian's team was very skilled in the combined attack formation, but even so, they were no match for the barbarians. The barbarians were not only good at the combined attack formation, but also had greater numbers.
More than 5,000 people were divided into five groups and attacked the Baili team separately. They resisted tenaciously for three days and suffered more and more casualties.
However, Baili Wentian severely injured Rong Mo. He hid his sword in the void and suddenly slashed towards Rong Mo, almost killing him instantly with one move.
Fortunately, Rong Ran, who was not far away, saw it and shouted loudly, which allowed Rong Mo to save his life.
Rong Mo was seriously injured and was recovering from his injuries on one side, while the barbarians were now commanded by Rong Ran.
"Baili Wentian, although your Baili team is strong, most of them have been killed or injured now, and you have also consumed a lot of money. Why don't you surrender to us barbarians?"
Rong Ran said mockingly.
Baili Wentian ignored him and saw that there were only more than a hundred team members left around him.
He said: "All of you listen to my order and retreat immediately. I will cover you. You hurry back and bring reinforcements to save us. Let's say that the five major alien races have joined forces."
"But general... it's too dangerous for you to be here alone." A member of the Baili team said sadly.
"Go quickly! This is my order!" Baili Wentian scolded sternly.
Seeing this, more than a hundred people could only nod with tears in their eyes.
Rong Ran did not order the pursuit of the hundred or so people. His target was Baili Wentian. Those people rushed back to report the news without fear at all. By the time they arrived, they had already left.
"Your people have left, Baili Wentian. Are you going to surrender or do you want to kill yourself to apologize?" Rong Ran looked at him as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Baili Wentian's eyes were sharp and he didn't take him seriously at all. Even if he died in battle, there was no way he would surrender.
The powerful sword intent spread out and continued to permeate the mountain forest. The ground trembled and the trees shattered as it passed.
"Such a powerful sword intention? It seems that it has reached the perfection of Yuanjian. He is worthy of being a genius of the human race."
Rong Ran thought that he was no match for him and could not block the sword, but the barbarians had a powerful combined attack formation, and Baili Wentian had no chance of winning.
The five battle formations of the barbarians all attacked Baili Wentian, and attacks from all over the sky quickly fell towards him.
But he was not afraid at all. The sword energy in his body had reached a limit.
"Heavenly Sword Wuji!"
His sword spirit body and the sword were completely integrated into one, and the powerful sword light surged out at this moment. The surging power was so vast that the place where it stood began to collapse.
The whole mountain and forest trembled, and the wilderness roared.
A sword beam of several thousand feet shot out a dazzling light, penetrating thousands of miles ahead and heading towards the barbarian battle formation.
This sword is extremely powerful and unpredictable. The sword light flashes and disappears continuously, forming a Wuji style without any form. Thousands of sword shadows seem to flash at the same time, but also seem not to appear at all.
Baili Wentian did not collide with the power of the five battle formations. After slashing out the Heavenly Sword Wuji, he began to dodge and defend against the powerful energy coming from the five battle formations.
But how could he run? He only avoided the attacks of two battle formations, but had nowhere to escape. He was hit hard by the attacks of three battle formations.
In an instant, he was knocked out. This time he was severely injured and basically lost his combat effectiveness.
However, at the same time, the people in the two battle formations of the barbarians screamed one after another. The sword was boundless and the sword was hidden in the void. Suddenly, a sword shadow flashed out from behind them, severely injuring all the barbarians in the two battle formations.
Many people were even killed directly by a sword. This terrible sword made Rong Ran sweat coldly on his forehead. Baili Wentian's sword was too powerful.
This was the strongest sword technique that Baili Wentian had comprehended and created since he learned swordsmanship. It would become more and more powerful as his strength increased.
Few geniuses of the same level could block his sword.
Rong Ran came to Baili Wentian's side in an instant, looked at him lying on the ground, and praised him generously: "Your sword is really amazing. I think if you are given another ten years, you will become a new generation of sword god.
But it's a pity that you will die here today. Even your peerless appearance cannot save the situation."
Rong Ran was glad that he was far away and did not take action just now, otherwise he would definitely be severely injured like Rong Mo.
"Kill me if you want, I've done it!" Baili Wentian was not afraid of death at all and faced it calmly.
Rong Ran didn't plan to waste words, he was ready to kill him and give him a quick death.
The hand he just raised, but it was fixed in mid-air.
I don't know what Rong Ran saw in front of him, at this moment his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if with disbelief, more with fear and horror.