However, there was still no sound coming from the forest, let alone any signal.

"Did something happen? Impossible. With the shock of the Death Formation, Bai Ye must only think about escaping. And then surrounded by two martial souls and hundreds of elites, he will be unable to fly!"

"But the forest is extremely dense, with tall trees and complicated terrain. In a place like this, having more people may not be an advantage!" Feng Qingyu couldn't help but say.

"You mean Bai Ye defeated Zhuo Ming and Li Yu, two martial souls, and escaped?" Sang Dongming turned around and asked Feng Qingyu sternly.

Feng Qingyu condensed his eyes and shook his head: "It should be impossible. No matter how strong Bai Ye is, it is impossible to kill two people in the martial spirit realm. He will definitely not be able to do it."

"That's it!" Sang Dongming's cold face softened a little: "Maybe Zhuo Ming and the others have encountered some small troubles. I believe that Bai Ye will definitely die!"

The other Soul Masters also nodded, and some shook their heads and sighed.

In this case, the possibility of Bai Ye's survival is indeed too small. If he can escape to ascend to heaven, Bai Ye will definitely become famous in one battle. Being able to escape from the encirclement and suppression of two Wuhun realm people and hundreds of Tianxia Peak elites, this is

What a glorious achievement? What's more, they are still under the shroud of the Death Formation.

"Someone is coming!" At this time, Huang Zhiyuan shouted.

Everyone looked towards the forest at the foot of the peak.

I saw a figure staggering towards this side.

Sang Dongming's eyes tightened and he hurried forward.

When they saw it clearly, people were shocked.

This person is actually a disciple of Tianxia Peak.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, he was in a miserable state, and his face was ashen.

"What's the situation? Where are the White Night people?" Sang Dongming shouted angrily.

"Elder! Bai Ye and Bai Ye didn't catch him. Senior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Li are dead," the disciple cried, with fear in his eyes.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Bai Ye killed two martial souls, Zhuo Ming and Li Yu, by himself? How is this possible?" Huang Zhiyuan lost his voice.

"You dare to lie to this elder?" Sang Dongming definitely didn't believe it, so he grabbed the disciple and roared.

But the disciple still kept crying and shouted: "The elder is true, Bai Ye Bai Ye is too strong! At least it takes a martial soul master to suppress him, we alone can't kill him at all!"

"impossible!!"

Sang Dongming pushed the disciple away, his eyes full of anger.

Although he didn't admit it, looking at the disciple's appearance, no one would believe that he was just faking it.

Maybe Bai Ye really killed Zhuo Ming and Li Yu.

Killing people in the Martial Spirit Realm! And killing two of them in a row!

Feng Qingyu and Huang Zhiyuan looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Many souls who came to watch also fell silent.

How many people on the First Sect List can fight Wuhun? How many people can kill Wuhun? And are there any people who can kill two Wuhun users at the same time?

Suddenly, Sang Dongming's face showed a ferocious look, his eyes were coldly staring at Fengxialin, and he waved his blood sword crazily!

"Elder Sang, no!" Feng Qingyu shouted urgently.

But it was too late.

The formation source blood sword shook, and four huge blood swords as vast as mountains on the four-sided curtain moved together, slashing towards the forest at the foot of the peak in a manner that destroyed the heaven and the earth.
Chapter completed!