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Chapter 228: Shocking Drum

Lin Qingfeng's face was slightly ugly, how could he deal with so many Wu Zong by himself?

Unless Ye Biyao can come, if Ye Biyao can't come, maybe his life will be in danger.

far away.

Lin Chen frowned. He looked at Dongfang Setting Yang not far away and said, "If Patriarch Dongfang can help, I, Uncle Lin, will give you a noble-level exercise, how about it?"

Dongfang Setting Yang frowned slightly, staring at Lin Chen, feeling a little moved in his heart.

"Can you give me the exercises first?" Dongfang Setting Sun said through voice transmission.

"I don't have any for the time being, how about I make a copy for you after this battle is over?" Lin Chen pondered for a while, then said: "Although the noble-level exercises are precious, they are nothing compared to life. So, Patriarch Dongfang, don't worry that I won't give you the exercises."

Dongfang Setting Sun's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the power of rules raging on the battlefield.

If he makes a move, it is equivalent to standing on the opposite side with many forces, and the final consequences can be imagined.

But if he helped Lin Qingfeng, he might be able to get the superior-level exercise, even if Lin Chen didn't give it to him in the end, but at least there is hope now.

He has been immersed in the peak Martial Ancestor Realm for too long, and what he hopes most at present is to break through the Prestige Realm.

"Okay!" Dongfang Setting Yang made a decision immediately after weighing it up. Compared with the respected exercises, standing against these forces is nothing.

The big deal, when the time comes, he will get tired of being with the ice and snow hall master. He knows that Shui Furong's strength has increased a lot, and he has the help of the dark hall master Ye Qingcheng, so he is not afraid anymore.

Boom!

Dongfang Setting Sun is the owner of the Bingjian Villa, majoring in one of the swords. He is a talent of water attribute. The water condenses into an ice sword, flashing a light curtain, and suddenly enters the battlefield.

a time.

Lin Qingfeng felt much less stressed.

The Master of the God of War's complexion was icy cold, looking at the setting sun in the east, he said coldly: "Are you going to be our enemy!"

Dongfang Setting Sun didn't talk nonsense, and responded to him with actions. At his level, once a decision was made, it must have been carefully considered and weighed the pros and cons.

What has been decided, even if you are kneeling, you have to finish it!
clang!
For a time, the rules intertwined all over the sky, like many dragons fighting wildly, forming a huge storm.

The faces of the five great hall masters were ugly. Although Dongfang Setting Sun intervened, they still had certain advantages.

but.
It is much more difficult to kill Lin Qingfeng!

"kill!"

The Lord of Shield Mountain condensed into a white protective shield, standing in front of him in the most peak defensive state, resisting most of the attacks.

Like a God of War, the Master of the Temple of the God of War held the Fangtian painted halberd made of intertwined rules in his hand, and suddenly slashed across the void, and a terrifying force suddenly blasted out.

The same is true for the other people, all releasing powerful power.

Lin Qingfeng and Dongfang Setting Sun retreated steadily, barely supporting themselves from being injured.

Boom!boom!

suddenly.

A deafening bang resounded between the heavens and the earth. This bang was like a venerable descending. When the sound spread, it made everyone tremble, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

This loud bang brought the fierce battle to a sudden stop.

Under the loud bang, Lin Qingfeng and Dongfang Setting Yang had a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their faces were slightly pale.

The same is true for the Five Great Palace Masters and others on the opposite side, and they are not much better, and they all suffered moderate injuries.

Rumble!
suddenly.

There was a figure coming from the sky. The person who came was dressed in a purple robe. He was a middle-aged man, and his whole body was filled with a monstrous power.

"Dare to come to Donghuang to make trouble? Tired of work?"

Lin Chen and Lin Qingfeng looked up, and when they saw the middle-aged man, their eyes widened.

Xia Yuan?

Depend on!Xia Qingyue's father?
Lin Chen was at a loss, why is Xia Yuan so powerful?

He still remembered that in the secret realm of Jinlong Mountain, Xia Yuan was just a martial artist at the time when he had a battle with the Lord of Beiming City. Why did he suddenly change?
Lin Qingfeng was also confused. He knew that Xia Yuan was a descendant of the Xia clan's imperial family, but because of the rules of the imperial clan, the descendants of the imperial clan who had experienced the world of mortals outside had to practice on their own.

And although Xia Yuan is not an ordinary heir of the imperial clan, but Xia Qingyue's protector, he can also practice the imperial clan's holy-level exercises.

But... he remembered that Xia Yuan was only a military commander?Not like him, he is already Wu Zong!
Ok?
Lin Qingfeng saw a small drum in Xia Yuan's hand. This drum looks very extraordinary. Was it given to Xia Yuan by the Xia Clan?
opposite.

The five main hall masters, Jin Han, Guo Wuxie, and Leng Haotian looked at Xia Yuan in mid-air, with deep fear in their eyes.

Was this the person who injured them just now?
Can hurt them so much, isn't it Wu Zun?
half empty.

Xia Yuan looked at them with cold eyes, and shouted: "Go away, or I will kill you!"

The five main hall masters' eyes flickered, and without doubt, they retreated quickly, and they left Donghuang in an instant.

"You go too!" Xia Yuan stared at Dongfang Setting Yang with cold eyes.

Dongfang Setting Sun left without saying anything.

Facing such a terrifying existence, he dared not go against his will.

Wait for the outsiders to leave.

Xia Yuan's figure suddenly fell to the ground, his face turned pale.

"What's going on?" Lin Qingfeng asked suspiciously.

"Do you really think I'm a Martial Venerable? I spent the essence and blood of the Xia Clan's imperial family to activate this drum, so that I can forcefully unleash the power of a half-prince."

Xia Yuan looked at the Zhentian Drum in his hand, wanting to cry but no tears.

"I can only use this shocking drum once, unless I can reach the realm of Wu Zong." Xia Yuan said.

"I'm Wu Zong, how about you give me this shocking drum?" Lin Qingfeng asked.

"You don't have the blood of the Xia family, you can't activate this drum. Only the Xia family can use it." Xia Yuan.

"Okay." Lin Qingfeng shook his head in disappointment, he couldn't use such a treasure.

Lin Chen on the side frowned with doubts in his eyes.

The Xia Clan?

Xia Yuan actually belonged to the Emperor Clan?

Back then in Jinlong Town, Xia Yuan gave him a necklace and a ring, which contained information about the Lin and Xiao imperial families.

He thought that Xia Yuan was related to the Lin and Xiao Emperor Clans, but he didn't expect it to be from another Emperor Clan.
"Take me back to rest first, destroy the essence and blood, and feel weak all over." Xia Yuan said.

Lin Qingfeng brought Xia Yuan and Lin Chen to the peak of Huangmai Mountain in a relatively remote place.

"Chen'er, how is Qingyue?"

After resting for a while, Xia Yuan, who had some strength, looked at Lin Chen and asked.

"She left." Lin Chen said softly.

"Huh? What? Leave? Where did Qingyue go?"

Xia Yuan's expression tightened.

Lin Qingfeng also looked at Lin Chen. He and Ye Biyao had been paying attention to the Fortune Palace. How could they not know that Xia Qingyue had left?
"Where did I go? I don't know, but...they won't be in danger." Lin Chen said softly.

Liu Qingxuan took Xia Qingyue and Lin Xi away without telling him where she took them.

"They? Xi'er is gone too?" Lin Qingfeng frowned and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)