Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The fire lit up half of the sky. The mountain behind the city master's house was already red with blood.

Dozens of disciples of the city Lord's residence have died or been injured and become blood men. There is a sound of wailing and roaring.

Martial arts cultivation is not a fairy tale, nor can you kill people across the border with a cavity of blood. In the face of the strong in the king's territory, the city Lord's house suffered heavy losses.

On the other hand, only one of the three factions was killed and two others were injured.

The law of the jungle embodies the law of the jungle. The life of the weak is always worthless. Even if they are buried here, no one will remember.

"Don't keep your hands, go all out, kill all these wastes, and you will be rewarded when you go back!"

The two flame palms beat out and temporarily drove Chen Xiao back. Ning Jubi glanced at the battlefield coldly and drank unhappily.

In his expectation, it only takes half an hour to solve these people. At this time, an hour has passed and a king's territory has been lost, which is difficult for him to accept.

"These bastards..."

Looking at the desperate disciples of the city Lord's residence, Ning juexi was also cold in his heart. These guys were really crazy. They would rather lose an arm than cut their opponent. "However, mole ants are mole ants. They can't escape death after all."

There must be brave men under the heavy reward. When they heard the words of Ning precipice, they stopped holding their hands and made fierce moves one after another.

At the next moment, the yuan force between heaven and earth suddenly surged up, all kinds of powerful martial arts broke out, and began to reap the lives of the disciples of the city master's house.

"Young master, black tiger will be your brother in the afterlife!"

On one side of the battlefield, the black tiger was covered with blood, and a deep bone wound was opened on his back. He roared to the sky like a wounded tiger.

"I've lost your seed!"

Zhong Li was also completely angered. Holding a broken sword in both hands, he tried to stab a king's lower body.

However, they were not opponents at all. They were slapped by a palm and flew out and hit the ground heavily.

After the war turned white hot and more than 20 lives were paid, the momentum of the disciples of the city Lord's residence decreased rapidly. Most of these disciples practice in the virtual world and compete with the king's world. Their disadvantages were soon exposed.

With a dull thud, xuanlao, the most powerful, fought hard with two strongmen of extreme fire castle at the same time.

He stumbled back and stepped back for dozens of steps, pressed the surging blood gas, and finally failed to hold it down, spewing blood out of his mouth.

"Go, get rid of the man surnamed Chen and kill him. These guys have no head. It should not be enough."

Instead of pursuing xuanlao, they turned and ran to Chen Xiao on the other side. The latter is the backbone of all the disciples of the city Lord's residence. Without him, their fighting spirit will dissipate in an instant.

Chen Xiao's accomplishments were a little lower than those of Ning juexi, but his playing method was very strong. He didn't take too much advantage of Ning juexi. But when these two men joined the battlefield, the situation suddenly turned downward.

Their accomplishments are both in the king's realm, which is difficult to inflict a heavy blow on Chen Xiao. The disgusting thing is that they keep sneaking attacks, forcing the latter to use three functions.

After the fight again, Chen Xiao was in a very bad state. He accidentally fell down and was slapped on the chest by Ning Jueqi. He ejected blood and flew out several feet.

"Die!"

It was not easy to wait for the opportunity. The ferocious Ning cliff would not let Chen Xiao go. The flame in his hand condensed into a fiery long knife and cut him off with a blow to Chen Xiao.

As for the other two king States, they followed like lightning, one left and one right completely blocked Chen Xiao's way.

"Not good."

"Chen Xiao is in danger!"

In Xingguang City, all the forces close to the back mountain of the city Lord's residence saw this scene and their hearts tightened instantly.

Under the siege of three strong men, even if Chen Xiao has the power of heaven, he may not escape the disaster.

As for the other disciples of the city Lord's residence, they opened their eyes in horror, and their actions were much slower. Some female disciples couldn't bear to turn their heads and didn't want to see the coming bloody scene.

Roar

At the moment when the three men were full of breath and hurt the killer, a storm like monster roar suddenly came from a distance, straight into the sky and rolling from hundreds of feet away.

Especially in the roar, there was a violent figure, which was faster than the sound wave, and rushed to the battlefield like a flash of light.

The momentum of the three people was instantly disintegrated by the impact.

"It's the childe!"

The black tiger with blood on his face suddenly raised his head and screamed excitedly.

"How could it be? You're hallucinating, Ye Feng..."

"Er... How... It's really him..."

Zhong Li on one side denied it, but when he saw the magic flame dragon and lion rapidly enlarged in his pupils, his body suddenly stiffened and immediately showed a tired smile.

This boy, how could he come at this time.

Bad... Isn't it a trap for him to arrive at the moment?

Zhong Li's face changed. He wanted to remind him loudly, but he was afraid to attract the attention of the three masters. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Boom!

Before everyone could see it clearly, the figure had reached the center of the battlefield, and the yuan force breath suddenly exploded, and several kings rushed backward. The fire sent by Ning Jubi and others also broke up on the spot.

Suddenly, the shock scattered several King respecting territory attacks and saved Chen Xiao. It happened in less than three breath time. It was so fast that people couldn't react at all.

"Here comes a strong man?"

"Who is this person? What a terrible speed!"

A series of startling voices sounded. In addition to marveling, everyone in the city master's house also relaxed a little. Although I don't know the identity of the visitor, I think I should help Chen Xiao.

After picking up a life from the edge of death, Chen Xiao gasped heavily, forced himself down and looked at his figure in the air.

It soon made him frown.

The young man in the air was as straight as a gun. To his surprise, the latter sent out a strong killing intention, and even he, a man who has been through many wars, was afraid.

Under the shadow of the night, the boy's face was as sharp as a knife. It seemed a little familiar, and I couldn't remember it for a while.

"Where's the wild boy? In Xingguang City, he has the courage to obstruct our three sects. He's impatient!"

The carefully prepared must kill blow was dissolved by the other party, and Ning Jubi was angry.

However, he is not dizzy with anger. The breath of the visitor is extremely strong. If he doesn't know the identity of the other party, he can't do it rashly.

"Ning Shentong, that old immortal... Should still be alive?"

It was an extremely cold word that responded to him.

Ning juexi's face changed greatly and he quickly recalled it in his heart. Someone called the castle leader's name. It was obvious that he had enemies with the three sects, but extremely fire castle... It seems. There is no such a young enemy.

"You! You are Ye Feng!"

When his eyes swept, his attention fell on the magic flame dragon and lion running from the rear. It seemed that he thought of something and screamed in horror.

"Leaf maple?"

The others who heard this were stunned and vaguely remembered what happened more than a year ago. There is indeed a disciple named Ye Feng in the city Lord's residence, which is well known in Xingguang city. He also designed to kill many second-generation figures in the virtual world of the three sects.

"Is it really maple leaf?"

Chen Xiao said to himself suspiciously. The figure in his memory gradually coincided with the youth in front of him.

But

This cultivation strength... Is completely consistent with the impression. It's not up to the number.