Peerless God of War

"Buried here? I don't think so."

Chen Xiao said angrily, holding the sword in both hands and slashing down.

In mid-air, the terrifying sword light opened in two directions, accompanied by the terrifying sound of explosions, which suddenly exploded between the two.

Water and fire are never compatible, and they naturally explode upon contact, forming an even more terrifying shock wave that spreads across the entire space.

The hot air wave hit, and even Yan Jue couldn't help being forced back. Looking at the flames exploding in front of his eyes, the green and red colors continued to annihilate and collide, and he was frightened for a while.

This is Chen Xiao's way of coping, and it is obviously extremely effective.

But soon, Yan Jue's face showed a hint of a sinister sneer, and he said silently: "Boy, you are finished."

"Um?"

Chen Xiao had been paying attention to Yan Jue's face, and the change in his expression naturally fell in his eyes, and he suddenly felt his heart tightening and he became alert.

No, what is he laughing at?

The next moment, in Chen Xiao's eyes, Yan Jue launched another attack. He raised his right hand and sent the big flame palm again. The mountain of flames descended from the sky to suppress Chen Xiao.

But this time there is a huge difference. It is inevitable to win and to break the boat.

The atmosphere was a bit subtle, and the next moment, silently, a blue phantom, like a ghost, leapt up from the sea below, holding a sword and piercing Chen Xiao with a cold light.

On the other side, Yan Jue's killing moves followed one after another.

Another calamity immortal, still a water cultivator.

Under attack from both sides, Chen Xiao had no way out and was almost in a desperate situation.

Not far away, Yang Yuangang, who had been skimming the formation, immediately spotted the assassin and immediately sent a message to remind him, "Be careful below, there is an ambush."

While transmitting the message, he immediately moved, and a golden gun appeared out of thin air in his right hand. He threw it with all his strength, intending to cut off the path of Shui Xiu who was assassinating from below and force him to give up his attack on Chen Xiao.

Golden light spread across the sky like thunder.

Poof!

This ghostly cyan figure was directly pierced by the golden gun and collapsed, but turned into a puddle of water and fell into the sea.

"No, it's the water body." Yang Yuangang was shocked.

He didn't expect that the other party had already been prepared. This was just a clone, but the real body was elsewhere.

Then, the cyan phantom appeared under Chen Xiao like a ghost and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light soared into the sky, the sword energy soared into the sky, it was extremely astonishing.

Almost at the same time, Yan Jue's attack also came, and he slapped out a palm, "Haha, Chen Xiao, you can die, go to hell."

Water and fire met, boom, and with a loud noise, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in mid-air. The waves were shaken to a height of hundreds of feet. The aura of destruction spread all around, which was extremely terrifying.

"No, brother Chen Xiao, damn it, I will kill you."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yuangang felt filled with regret, his eyes were blood red, and he was so angry that he had lost his mind.

What he didn't expect was that Chen Xiao was ambushed and killed by people from Yunxiao Pavilion, and he still blamed himself for not taking precautions.

If he could have discovered the danger under the sea in advance, Chen Xiao might not have died.

He was so angry that he couldn't control much, so he rushed towards Yan Jue with a single movement.

"Huh? Here comes another one." Yan Jue was startled, looked sideways, raised his head and struck out with a palm.

Fire Cloud Palm.

The scorching temperature formed a blood-red cloud and headed straight towards Yang Yuangang.

But Yang Yuangang was not afraid of all this. A strange golden light appeared on his body, as if seeping out from his skin. He made a fist with his right hand and punched away.

Poof!

The next moment, the blazing and high-temperature fire cloud was broken open by Yang Yuangang's punch, and it collapsed immediately, but he was actually unscathed by his own golden light protection.

Seeing this, Yan Jue was also shocked and surprised, "What? You're not afraid of my flames. Who are you?"

"Give me brother Chen Xiao his life."

Without saying a word, Yang Yuangang recalled the golden gun, and pierced it straight out. The golden light on the tip of the gun was like a star, extremely dazzling, and like a sharp blade, cutting through all existence.

The supreme spear intention breaks down all obstacles.

Seeing this, Yan Jue was also surprised. He didn't expect that there was another person raiding the formation, but he sneered immediately. Everyone was already dead, and it was too late to take action at this time.

"Fire Palm."

Yan Jue struck out with another fierce palm, almost completely covering Yang Yuangang at such a close distance.

But the next moment, Yan Jue's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated.

A fierce golden cold light shot out from the flames, approaching his face. Yang Yuangang's figure was like a golden dragon, breaking through the endless fire curtain, forcing Yan Jue to retreat immediately.

"Jin Qiang, are you from the Yang family in Baishi City?" Yan Jue was shocked and shouted.

Yang Yuangang had a look of hatred on his face and stared at the other party fiercely. He didn't respond at all, but turned his head and flew towards Chen Xiao in mid-air.

In mid-air, the cyan phantom drew out its sword continuously, emitting turbulent sword energy and striking at Chen Xiao.

Under the intertwining of ice and fire, infinite and terrifying smoke and dust burst out, and the roaring sound was constant, just like purgatory. It is conceivable that the people inside it will not be spared. Even the divine power cannot penetrate into this impact of immortal power.

For a time, Chen Xiao's life or death was uncertain.

"Go away."

Yang Yuangang was furious, turned around and fired out the golden gun again, directly charging at the cyan phantom, breaking all the sword light it emitted, and fired several more shots, making the spear point invincible wherever it went.

Seeing this, the Ghost Sword Immortal sneered and said, "It's all in vain, he's already dead."

Raising his hand, he swung out a sword energy, blocking the tip of Yang Yuangang's spear, and then quickly retreated, fell into the water, flew out from another surface of the water, and then joined Yan Jue and stood together.

Obviously, the two were together from the beginning, and they had been painstakingly planning for this ambush of the Jiexian for a long time.

Although Yang Yuangang hated it very much, he had no choice. He was no match for the two Jiexians alone. Being able to temporarily force the two back was already the limit of what he could do.

"Little brother, you are so lucky, you won't die here so easily." Yang Yuangang thought anxiously in his heart.

Slowly, the fireworks dispersed, revealing one of the black shadows, which was Chen Xiao.

He was covered with wounds and blood was constantly flowing out. His clothes had long been burned, and he was only wearing broken armor. Even so, his whole body was charred, and there was almost no good meat. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Yan Jue viciously.

He exhaled a large mouthful of black air from his mouth, and coughed out black blood from time to time.

"Little brother, you are still alive, great." Yang Yuangang was overjoyed and quickly approached to protect him, not allowing anyone to get close.

Especially Yan Jue and the other two.

"What? You are not dead, what a tough life, what a pity." Seeing this, Yan Jue was also a little surprised. He thought that the other party would definitely die in this pincer attack.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiao actually survived. It seemed that he was only seriously injured and was not seriously injured. This was simply a miracle.