The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Ye Zhichang, the old housekeeper of Jiuyou Sect, has reached the middle stage of Houtian Realm in his cultivation, and now he has entered the seventies, but he didn't expect that he would find this place now.

The two people next to them were originally the heads of the other two sects in Heisha City, and their cultivation bases have also reached the early days of the acquired state.

But now Minghua's mother-in-law Ye Minghua has come out of the customs strongly, and both of them have taken refuge in Jiuyou Sect.

Slowly dismounting from the fierce horse, Ye Zhichang's body was bent, his expression was indifferent, and he stood there quietly, full of murderous aura.

Ye Wushang and him are both teachers and friends, but he didn't want to, and died tragically under Ling Hantian's conspiracy.

How could he not be angry!
"Little bastard, playing tricks and harming the leader, the crime is too late."

Ye Zhichang's whole body was boiling with murderous intent, and his tone was extremely cold. The other two blocked Ling Hantian's way.

Ling Hantian knew that today was going to be difficult, but Leng Jun's face was indifferent.

Although he had just used the source of the green lotus flames to consume all the true energy in his body, he was surprised to find that a stream of extremely pure true energy surged out from the small tree in his heart, which instantly replenished the true energy he had just consumed.

However, Ling Hantian wasn't sure if this little tree could replenish his true energy consumption infinitely, so he didn't dare to use all the source of Qinglian flames at will.

Otherwise, as long as all the green lotus flames come out, not to mention burning the three people instantly, they will definitely be severely injured instantly.

However, Ling Hantian doesn't want to completely rely on foreign objects like this. He just broke through, and he really wants to try his current limit.

In the middle stage of Houtian Realm, maybe it's just right.

Ling Hantian screamed in his heart, sprouting a strong fighting intent, and said: "All grievances have nothing to do with the girl behind, let her go."

"Jie Jie, at this moment, you still care about other people." Ye Zhichang sneered, and rushed towards Ling Hantian.

Although Ye Zhichang has stepped into the ancient times, he is still a master in the middle stage of Houtian Realm. His movements are swift and violent, like thunder strikes, and he slapped Ling Hantian with his withered palms, his true energy boiled.

"Dust-free step!"

"Flaming Crazy Blade Slash!"

"Qinglian Lieyan!"

All the true energy in the body galloped wildly, nearly one-third of the Qinglian Lieyan was mobilized, and the big hand was surrounded by green flames, and it slashed towards Ye Zhichang fiercely.

"boom!"

A huge force of more than [-] catties surged out, and it collided heavily with Ye Zhichang. Ye Zhichang's withered palm shrank suddenly, his body retreated sharply, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"You, you actually have a top fire in your body?"

Ye Zhichang's old face was full of solemnity, the hot flame just now burned him, fortunately he dodged in time, otherwise the whole palm might be burned.

"Two, be careful of the fire in his body!"

Ye Zhichang lived for dozens of years, and he was extremely cautious. Knowing that Ling Hantian had the top fire, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter, so he reminded him immediately.

"Ye Lao, although the fire in this son's body is terrifying, the real energy consumed by the top-level fire is very huge, and his realm is too low, and the real energy is extremely limited."

One of the masters of the Houtian realm obviously had some unique insights into the fire, pointing out Ling Hantian's weakness.

"That's right, Ye Lao, the three of us join forces, even if he has the top fire, there is absolutely no possibility of him surviving."

Another master of Houtian Realm agreed, but he put away his contempt and solemnly took out his weapon.

"You two are right, this son is doomed to die today!"

Ye Zhichang hunched over, and also took out a black saber, which turned out to be a high-grade treasure, even higher in quality than the Daguan Dao.

Holding the saber, Ye Zhichang stepped out with genuine energy boiling all over his body.

In an instant, the three Houtian realm warriors all erupted with zhenqi like a vast ocean, forming a triangle, surrounding Ling Hantian in the middle.

"Old slave, let this girl go, I will fight with you."

Ling Hantian stepped in front of the girl, with the Daguan knife across his chest, and shouted at Ye Zhichang.

"A idiot talks about a dream."

A sneer flashed in Ye Zhichang's eyes, and he shouted, "None of you can leave!"

"This bastard is a bit weird, let's go together and kill him first."

As his words fell, the other two masters at the early stage of Houtian Realm also made a move, and the three formed a triangle attack, trying to encircle and kill Ling Hantian with one blow.

Seeing the three of them attacking together, Ling Hantian's expression was solemn. Although the three of them were afraid of their own flames, if they fell into the siege of the three of them, they would show their flaws sooner or later.

"Dust-free step."

"Nine Nether Soul Escape Technique!"

With a soft drink, the real essence boiled, and the golden pages in the sea of ​​consciousness were golden, and the two extreme speeds were superimposed. Ling Hantian's speed was extremely fast, and there seemed to be thunder under his feet. Ling Hantian pulled out an afterimage and fled to the distance.

As soon as he moved, Ling Hantian was hundreds of meters away, and when he cast it again, he was only a thousand meters away.

The target of Ye Zhichang and the others is Ling Hantian. If he doesn't escape, Anu might be endangered in the next battle.

"You can't go."

At this moment, Ling Hantian's terrifying speed really frightened Ye Zhichang. It was too fast, so he immediately chased after him with a loud shout.

However, after running a certain distance, Ling Hantian stopped, and stared coldly at Ye Zhichang and the three who were chasing up from behind.

"Why don't you run away, bastard?"

The three of Ye Zhichang chased after him not long after, forming an encirclement against Ling Hantian again!
"Why should I run?"

Ling Hantian let out a cold snort, and raised his hands, with the Daguan knife across his chest, his true energy boiled like a sea!
"The footwork you just performed is extremely fast, at least it is a top-notch combat skill of the Xuan level."

Ye Zhichang licked his yellowed tongue, and the vulture's eyes shone greedily.

"Boy, tell me the footwork formula you just performed, and I will give you a whole body."

One of the masters at the early stage of Houtian Realm rubbed his hands together and shouted at Ling Hantian.

Mysterious-level top combat skills, even in the entire Southern Wasteland Blood Forest, this level of combat skills can be counted on five fingers, and now there is one in front of you, how can you not make the three of you jealous.

"Three, we tried our best to bring him alive. There is still a big secret about this son. We must not let him die so easily."

Ye Zhichang reminded him aloud that he knew that Ling Hantian also knew the movement control method of the Jiuyou Pagoda, and he even owned a Jiuyou Pagoda. In comparison, that top-notch Xuan-level combat skill was insignificant.

Ling Hantian smiled contemptuously, and said: "Greed is the nature of you people; death is the fate you cannot escape."

"Chopsticks, give me death!"

Ye Dichang yelled violently, huge energy burst out from his rickety body, and the black saber sliced ​​across the air, stirring up a dull sonic boom.

The other two Houtian realm warriors were also not slow, waving their weapons and attacking.

The three attacked at the same time, not giving Ling Hantian a chance at all!
(End of this chapter)