Devouring Sword God

Chapter 37 Everyone Who Stops Me Dies!
flame!

There are flames all around!

The power of this flame is far beyond that of ordinary flames. Every explosion of the flame dragon will turn into a stream of fire, which is extremely spectacular.

It's a pity that no one has the leisure to appreciate this spectacular scene under the sudden and dangerous atmosphere.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that old dog from Huayunzong to send so many punks to look for me!"

Yan Yao was hidden in the raging flames, as if the god of fire descended to earth, and laughed at the seven men in white who surrounded him.

And the seven men in white, with Yan Yaoyin at the center, stood in various directions, as if they had formed a mysterious formation.

Judging from the aura alone, any one of the seven white-clothed men is much stronger than the aura exuded by Yan Yaoyin, but all of these seven people have dignified expressions.

In the confrontation just now, Yan Yaoyin was able to fight against the seven of them with his own strength!
Yan Yaoyin's old face looked weak, but it was glowing red.

Seeing the seven white-clothed men besieging and not attacking, he knew that these men wanted to delay the time to wait for reinforcements, so he deliberately irritated:

"I can find the old man so quickly, I can only say that you bastards have good noses, but even an old man like me can't deal with it. What's the difference between you and a bunch of useless dogs?"

A layer of anger finally appeared on the faces of those seven people. They were all high-ranking top figures outside, but they were called by the old man one by one. At this moment, they are even called useless dogs. How can they not be angry?
In addition, the seven of them have been unable to do anything to an old man with a lower level of cultivation than them. They are already shameless and aggrieved. If they really wait for the arrival of support, they will be ridiculed.

The seven men in white looked at each other, and pointed at Yan Yaoyin together.

"Yaoyao Yin! Eight years ago you stole the Heaven and Earth Fire Soul of our suzerain, and now you have merged the Heaven and Earth Fire Soul into your own. Don't blame our ruthless subordinates if you don't let go and capture you!"

"It's ridiculous! The soul of heaven, earth and fire is obtained by the old man from the ancient ruins. That old dog can't snatch it, but he actually slandered the old man! Even if the old man dies, it is impossible for the old man to give the soul of heaven and earth to that villain!"

Under the fury of Yan Yaoyin, the flames ignited like anger, and a huge flaming dragon circled out.

The man in white shouted: "This old guy's flames are really terrifying, and ordinary moves can't help him. Put Qiyao Xingxing Formation!!"

The next moment, the seven white-clothed men stepped forward, pointed to the sky, and the starlight sprinkled down, forming a large silver light array that shrouded it.

The huge flame dragon rushed left and right in the cage of the formation, and it seemed to be trapped.

"Hmph! Let's see how you continue to be arrogant!"

The man in white manipulated the formation and quickly gathered it, and said with a sneer to Yan Yao.

At this moment, one of the men in white suddenly changed his expression and looked back.

A young man with black spiritual power burning all over his body, holding a red blood sword, quickly rushed towards him with murderous eyes!

"Where did you come from, wild boy, get out!"

The man in white yelled out, the voice contained terrifying spiritual power, and directly shook the boy hundreds of meters away so that he vomited blood and flew backwards.

"what!!!"

Yi Xiaoyao let out an extremely unwilling roar, he couldn't even get close to the enemy!

The gap in strength is so large, it is like an ant and a giant elephant.

Yan Yaoyin, who was manipulating the flames to fight against the formation, suddenly changed his face when he saw Yi Xiaoyao come back.

He has already made such an obvious hint, why does this kid come back?Could it be that the boy he was looking at was so stupid that he couldn't even understand these hints?

"roll!!!"

Yan Yaoyin also yelled violently, seeming to drink it to the man in white, but in fact it was giving Yi Xiaoyao a final instruction.

How could Yi Xiaoyao not understand what Yan Lao meant, he beat the ground angrily, hating himself for not having enough strength.

Although Yan Yaoyin's violent drinking seemed to be no problem to the white-clothed men, one of the white-clothed men noticed something strange.

"Catch that kid!"

After a sound, a force of suction pulled Yi Xiaoyao madly.

"stop!"

Yan Yaoyin's complexion changed drastically, and the fire dragon in front of him knocked the formation to its knees.

"Hey, Yan Yaoyin, I heard that you brought a young man with you when you left, and that young man also killed our suzerain's closed disciple. It seems that this is the boy?"

The man in white frightened Yi Xiaoyao, looked at him a few times and said with a sneer.

Yi Xiaoyao glared at the man in white without the slightest bit of fear. He grinned and said, "It's your grandpa, the apprentice dog who killed your master! What? You mad dog wants to bite me for your master?"

"Hahaha! Good scolding! You bastards, you can't deal with the old man, so you can only attack a child in the Qi Condensation Realm?" Yan Yaoyin laughed loudly upon hearing this.

The man in white looked gloomy for a while, and snorted coldly: "Old guy, it seems that you have a very close relationship with this kid? Since you have said so, then I will kill this kid for the suzerain!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura enveloped Yi Xiaoyao in an instant.

"you dare!!"

Under the roar of Yan Yaoyin, countless fire dragons rushed out, which was extremely terrifying.

Yi Xiaoyao is a talented young man whom he valued very much, and he is also the one who is set in his heart to inherit, and is his hope!

Yan Yaoyin would rather die by himself than Yi Xiaoyao.

"You bastards! If you let this kid go, I will give you an arm! Otherwise, even if I lose, I will let you be buried with me!"

Seeing that the man in white was attacking Yi Xiaoyao, Yan Yao immediately stopped him loudly.

"Oh?" The man in white pressed the handprint on Yi Xiaoyao, and immediately retracted it.

Looking at the dangerous aura erupting from Yan Yaoyin at this moment, they certainly understood that what Yan Yaoyin said was true, even if they could catch the old man in the end, they would suffer heavy casualties.

If Yan Yaoyin gave them an arm, then things would be much simpler.

"Okay! Then it's settled!"

Yi Xiaoyao heard the words and shouted loudly: "Old Yan, don't!!"

If he had never heard of the inflammatory medicine, without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the right arm with his left hand and pulled it suddenly, the right arm broke at the shoulder, blood spurted out.

A deep roar came from his throat, and then he said to the man in white: "Let him go!"

The man in white said to Yi Xiaoyao: "Boy, I will give you a chance to escape. We will kill you after we finish that old man!"

After finishing speaking, Yi Xiaoyao was slapped flying with a palm.

Yi Xiaoyao, who fell to the ground, had red eyes and bloodshot eyes.

In order to save him, Mr. Yan crippled his own arm, but he couldn't do anything, he could only run for his life!

Yi Xiaoyao was so angry that he almost wanted to bite his teeth into pieces. He finally realized that without strength, he is like an ant at the mercy of others!

"I, don't be an ant!"

"I, want to control my own destiny! Protect the people I care about!"

The soul roared.

With Yi Xiaoyao's eyes, he watched Yanlao, who was originally extremely powerful, was seriously injured due to the loss of an arm, and was seriously injured and vomited blood by the seven men in white clothes again and again.

That was the person he wanted to protect, but he couldn't because someone was stopping him.

In the midst of Yi Xiaoyao's endless anger, his pupils burning with anger suddenly glowed with a golden light.

In his soul, something terrible seemed to wake up for a moment.

An earth-shattering roar roared out from Yi Xiaoyao's soul and bloody mouth.

"Those who stop me, all... die!!!"

For an instant, it was as if space stood still and time stood still.

Most of the extinguished flames around Yan Yaoyin stopped flickering, and the attacks of the seven men in white stopped suddenly.

In the next moment, the seven white-clothed men fell to the ground with blank eyes. They had already cut off all vitality, but there was no sign of death.

Before Yi Xiaoyao passed out, he saw that Yan Lao was looking at him with extremely horrified eyes, and finally closed his eyes reassuringly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I finally... guarded the person I wanted to protect."

　Chapter 3, please recommend tickets~
　　


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