The invincible king of the city

Chapter 608 Ye Promise (third update)
"It's not over yet."

The Holy Master wiped off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and took a step forward, endless black flames gushed out, lingering around his body, the scorching temperature seemed to be able to burn everything.

His momentum is soaring crazily.

boom!
The air exploded, the sonic boom roared, and the holy master reached six times the speed of sound, and it came in an instant, shaking the world with a punch.

Lin Xuan's fist light exploded, covering the space.

The terrifying energy surged and spread to the surface of the sea, setting off huge waves, and the entire Tianxuan Island was trembling.

The sound of explosions was endless, the brilliance was dazzling, and the speed of the battle between the two was very fast. One moment they were above Tianxuan Island, and the next second they were on the surface of the sea several miles away, layer after layer of heat waves rippling.

"Even I can't get involved in a battle of this level!" Ouyang Bubai showed unwillingness, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and the broken sword trembled.

Li Haotian sighed, "I can only hope that he can win, let's take part in the battle below first."

Mo Tingfeng's murderous intent rose, his voice was cold, "Kill all the 'servants'!"

The most powerful subordinate of the Holy Lord has been smashed into a pulp by Lin Xuan, and once the air gods join the ground battle, the situation is one-sided.

Tian Po frowned, "Tong Feng said that there are four great war kings under the command of the Holy Master, so...is there another one?"

Xuan Bing looked around and found that although there were still strong men among the "slaves", none of them could reach Tong Feng's level. He asked in confusion, "I don't know. Are you hiding and waiting for an opportunity to make a move?"

Tian Po nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, we must not let others add trouble to that guy!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, a high-pitched dragon chant resounded through the sky, shaking everyone's hearts and souls.

"What is that?" Someone exclaimed, looking in awe.

In the sky, the flames were blazing, the blood dragon roared, and a terrifying fist descended under the sky, the dragon was majestic!
A black streamer pierced the sky and landed on Tianxuan Island, rocks flew, a shockingly huge hole formed, and sea water poured in.

Lin Xuan stepped into the air, looked down, and gasped heavily. He could hardly maintain this state, and he had to deal with the Holy Master immediately.

"Dragon Chanting Sword!"

Accompanied by the sound of a majestic dragon chant, the dragon chant sword flew out of Lin Xuan's body, and the endless sword light surged like a long river, and landed on Tianxuan Island overwhelmingly, trying to drown that tiny black figure.

In the middle of the huge pothole, the Holy Master stood up in a state of embarrassment, his dark eyes reflected bright brilliance, and the corners of his mouth slowly grinned.

"You can't stop me."

As soon as the words fell, a black glow shot up to the sky at the big crack in the center of Tianxuan Island, and quickly rushed towards the body of the Holy Master.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the slender and slender body of the Holy Master swelled wildly, and instantly became like a little giant, bursting the covering clothes.

And his wound was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the sword light was approaching, the Holy Master raised his hand to hold it, and the world trembled, followed by an indescribable terrifying force gushing out of his palm.

With this force, the brilliance of the sword is falling apart!
Lin Xuan's chest felt tight, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The power flowed away, and the light of the dragon pattern on his back quickly dimmed.

The last move cost him too much energy, and now he can no longer maintain the body of the mad dragon.

"Has your strength been exhausted?" The Holy Lord smiled slightly, his body shape had returned to normal, and a faint brilliance was exuding from his body surface, giving people an unreal feeling. The wisps of black awns exude a trembling breath.

"He can actually feed on the power of the other sect!"

Ouyang Bubai was startled, his old body trembled slightly.

There was a trace of despair in everyone's hearts, "Can we really stop... this kind of monster?"

"We must stop!"

A clear and clear voice like a silver bell suddenly sounded, echoing in everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned, and then looked over. Luo Qushang's long hair was flying, and his pretty face was full of determination, "We have no choice, because we have already made a choice!"

The Holy Master glanced at them lightly, very calm and didn't care, that kind of look, just like a lion doesn't care about ants.

He was still laughing, but his smile was so cold, his eyes were on Lin Xuan, and Senhan's killing intent rushed over him, "You are really good, let me take it seriously for a long time. The last time I took a serious shot, It seems like 100 years ago."

100 years ago!
Everyone was horrified, it turned out that this unbelievably handsome Holy Master was already an old monster!
"In return, I will let you die without pain."

The Lord flicked his fingers, and an inconspicuous black light flashed across.

"Little friend, you are tired, and I will leave it to the old man."

Suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of Lin Xuan, as if the Tai Chi gossip containing the Dao of Heaven and Earth condensed into the void.

The black light bounced onto the gossip, like ice melting into water, disappearing without a trace.

"You are……"

The Holy Master narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled coldly.

The old man's robe fluttered, and his whole body exuded an ethereal aura. His pair of eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and it seemed that just one glance could make people fall into it.

He stands proudly in the void, with a majestic figure, just standing like that gives people a feeling of "I am the only one", as if he is the only one left in the world.

It is such a person, but there is nothing in the sleeves.

"Master has finally arrived!" Tiandi Xuanhuang and the others were overjoyed.

"Ye Wuji!"

Ouyang Bubai's face was shocked, and his body trembled with excitement.

"Ye Wuji?" Li Haotian couldn't help showing confusion when he heard this name, "Which Ye Wuji?"

Ouyang Bubai's voice trembled slightly, "Of course, China's undefeated god of war, Ye Wuji!"

Li Haotian was shocked, of course he knew this person, the ultimate myth in the Chinese martial arts world for hundreds of years, but...

"But, didn't he die when he was pursuing a higher realm?" Mo Tingfeng was extremely surprised.

Ouyang Bubai shook his head, "I don't know, but I will never forget his appearance. Moreover, with such a powerful and thick aura, I really can't think of a second person who is qualified to have it."

"Master failed in his pursuit of a higher realm, and his death is just an explanation to the outside world." The Four Great Swords of China came to several people, "The arms are the price of failure. After that, he lived in seclusion and served the country. Taught us four."

The same generation as Ye Wuji, Ouyang Bubai still used respectful words, "We can only look up to Ye Lao's prestige!"

China's undefeated God of War deserves its name. Ye Wuji has never lost a single game since his debut!
Lin Xuan finally exhausted himself, the dragon pattern was automatically released, and his figure staggered to the ground, and everyone in Yanhuang hurriedly surrounded him.

In the air, the two stood proudly, and when their breaths collided, there was a mountain-like pressure descending.

(End of this chapter)