The Heaven Ladder

When the two sides were fighting, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the high air in the distance. The middle-aged man stared at the battle below quietly, his face full of doubts.

"These guys have been tracking for so long to kill the child? It's boring." the middle-aged man muttered to himself.

However, the middle-aged man didn't mean to make a move. He put his hands around his chest and looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

In less than a cup of tea, the battle below has become white hot. Although there are many masked people, Xiao Yihan's nihility sword is also extremely terrible and silent. Coupled with the massacre of God's Elegy, the killing is clean and easy to prevent.

"A bunch of rubbish! Get off!"

When the leader saw that most of the people were killed and injured, Ren didn't kill Xiao Yihan, he suddenly felt a group of anger in his heart, suddenly waved his hand, held a big knife and walked slowly towards Xiao Yihan.

When they heard the speech, they retreated one after another, looked at several bodies lying on the ground, stared at Xiao Yihan, and all showed a touch of dark hatred.

They didn't expect that Xiao Yihan would be so difficult. Although he had only the strength of the peak of immortals, he didn't lose the slightest even against robbing immortals. Even he killed a strong man who robbed immortals. In the final analysis, his terrible sword intention combined with God's sorrow and singing power was too rebellious.

"Hehe, it depends on how long you can last. The boss is the top power of Xuanxian. You have two more realms. It depends on how you deal with it." one of them wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

As the masked man said, through a fierce battle just now, Xiao Yihan is not only scarred and weak, but also the Daoyuan in Daohu is close to drying up.

As the leader came step by step, countless blood stained broadswords emerged within a radius of 10 meters. The broadswords kept drilling out from the ground and always surrounded the leader's body, showing a palpitating blood thirsty spirit.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan's face was full of dignified color and said secretly: the unique field of xuanfairyland! It seems that we can't be good this time.

Although the leader's field can not be compared with the fiery field like Fengyan Immortal Emperor, it is also a real field. Once shrouded by the field, the opponent's strength will be greatly suppressed, and his own strength will be rapidly improved.

"Boy, did you jump or was I killed?"

After a pause, the leader smiled and said in a cold voice, "you seem to have no choice!"

Xiao Yihan heard the speech and remained silent. At the moment, he had no choice. Both roads were dead ends.

"Come on! I've never flinched back all the way. Now I've been in the fairyland for the past few years. I've had enough!" Xiao Yihan roared. Before the leader was angry, he took the lead in attacking.

God's Elegy instantly emptied Tao Yuan in his body. When the red light flickered, a huge silver sword mixed with blood color rushed to the leader with a gust of wind howling.

Everyone around was slightly shocked when they saw this. They felt that Xiao Yihan's attack was much stronger than all previous Taoism.

However, they were only slightly shocked and did not worry that such powerful Taoism was not enough to cause any danger to the leader.

As everyone thought, the leader carried his hands, slightly hooked at the corners of his mouth, sneered, and didn't look nervous.

Just as the silver giant sword was about to cut the leader's head, with a burst of peristalsis in the space, the blood giant sword around the leader shot out and directly met the silver giant sword.

The deafening roar sounded one after another, and the silver giant sword broke in response. In front of those bloody giant swords, the silver giant sword was extremely weak and worthless.

"Go to hell, boy!"

The leader shouted angrily, and more than a dozen bloody giant swords rushed straight to Xiao Yihan. The terrible momentum caused bursts of fishy wind and breath. Even the people around watching the war were pale, let alone the positive Xiao Yihan.

Without any accident, Xiao Yihan was blown out in an instant. The figure in the air was bloody, and the breath fell to a low point in an instant. The hand holding the elegy of God could not help but loosen.

At the same time, a terrible swallowing force rushed up from the extermination cliff, wrapped Xiao Yihan, and immediately dragged him into the extermination cliff.

Seeing this scene, everyone showed a look of satisfaction. There was noise and cheers one after another. Although their bodies are full of scars, it is undoubtedly a very refreshing thing to see Xiao Yihan die miserably.

"Shut up!" the leader looked around the crowd coldly and said in a deep voice.

Seeing this, everyone kept silent. Although they didn't know why the boss was angry, it's better not to provoke him at the moment.

"Ten people beat one person and killed five, and one of them robbed the immortal. What are you excited about losing so badly!" the leader pointed to the corpse on the ground and shouted loudly.

Hearing the speech, the joy on the faces of the people disappeared, slightly lowered their heads, clenched their fists, and looked like being taught.

In fact, they are also oppressed. Although Xiao Yihan is only an immortal, his strength is really incomparable with ordinary immortals, which can be called terror.

Of course, they can only think about these things in their hearts. Duanran is hard to say.

"Go, throw their bodies into the vanishing cliff and remember to pull out the space ring." the leader breathed a deep breath and said in a cold voice.

"I don't think so. Anyway, you'll die later."

At this time, a voice of indifference suddenly sounded, followed by a middle-aged man who slowly fell behind the crowd. It was the person who had watched the war in the air before.

The crowd was furious when they heard the speech. They had been badly trained by the boss before, but now this man is so arrogant. How can they bear it? Suddenly, the voice of abuse rang out one after another.

"Son of a bitch! You want to die, don't you?"

"Tell him what ink, go straight up!"

"Hehe, these days, some people will come and die."

While talking, the people hurried to surround the future people, one after another clenched the magic soldiers, and pulled out their swords and crossbows.

Only the leader was silent and frowned, as if thinking about something.

"You can't really stop me with a group of shrimps and crabs?" the middle-aged man looked around the crowd disdainfully, stared at the leader and smiled.

The next moment, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, his right hand waved fiercely, the holy cloud filled the air, and a big golden sword shrouded the people in an instant.

"You are too noisy. Be quiet!"

As the middle-aged man's cold drink sounded, the noise of the people suddenly quieted down. The Yin wind blew and the holy cloud dissipated. The people around the middle-aged man had already become corpses at the moment.

The flesh and blood are blurred, the blood is gurgling, and the pungent smell is diffuse. People can't help feeling a bout of nausea.

Seeing this, the leader immediately clenched his teeth and said in a cold voice, "the strong man in Xianjun territory? Who are you? Do you know who we are?"

"You have too many questions, but I will answer them one by one."

After a pause, the middle-aged man's face filled with a strong hatred and said in a deep voice: "Xianjun is just my servant. I'm the first general under the command of Herod Xiandi. I don't need my hand at all. As the man's men, I'll turn a blind eye to what you do, but you shouldn't, shouldn't kill my family! You've asked for your own death!"

When the leader heard the speech, his pupils contracted in an instant and tried to recall the so-called family in the mouth of emperor Mengxian, but he couldn't remember clearly because he killed too many people.

"Click"

With a clear sound of broken bones, the leader collapsed on the ground, half of the golden sword appeared on his forehead, red and white things gushed out along the wound, and his pupils were full of unwilling color.