"Purple Nether Ghost King, Gushan Tower Flea!"

Although Murong Zhenshuo was depressed, he was the leader of a sect after all. He had condensed the strongest ghost king's Dharma body. Once he exploded all the ghost energy, his strength could instantly be raised to a level close to the Martial Emperor realm!

His Ghost King Dharma God looks really spectacular, twice as big as Ye Wuzong's condensed Tianyu Ghost King.

What's more, Murong Zhenshuo himself is a peak master of the king realm. The martial king's aura is injected into the Purple Nether Ghost King's Dharma God, forcing people's power and even more majestic!

However, it's useless!

Boom boom-!

Three extremely sharp sword lights slashed fiercely on the Purple Nether Ghost King Dharma God.

The first two sword lights directly cut the magic god's purple light into the ground and dissolved most of the sword ghost immortal Ye Wuzong first entangled the thunder, and then blood and energy penetrated, completely shattering the magic god's body protection!

Before Murong Zhenshuo even had time to wave the Ghost King's Pestle, he opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards, and flew dozens of feet away.

He has studied the Ghost King and Dharma God for many years, and did not hesitate to use living people as sacrifices, and used the method of stacking blood qi and blood soul power to cast Dharma body armor, Dharma body shield, and Dharma body battle pestle.

Over time, an invincible defense within the same realm has been created!

But unfortunately, he was facing two sword cultivators who might be in the Martial Emperor realm and whose sword skills were at the Sword Emperor level.

Specially restrain your broken thing!

Murong Zhenshuo was directly killed and rolled on the ground several times before he could barely get up.

"how so!"

He still can't believe that all this is true.

See this.

Ji Wushen looked shaking and said, "Ye Wuzong, can the Dharma body of the Purple Nether Ghost King give it to..."

My word has not been exported yet.

Ye Wuzong shook his head and said, "No."

Ji Wushang said resentfully: "You are not satisfied with the Dharma body of the Tianyue Ghost King now?"

On the side, the Demon King of Revelation was displeased when he heard this and said angrily: "Why are you talking to the boss?"

Ye Tong was amused: "Little Wolf is so fun!"

Ye Tong on the back of the Burial Demon Dynasty smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise, Miss."

After saying that, the wolf's face instantly became serious, staring at Ji Wushang coldly and said, "Don't you apologize to the boss?"

Ji Wushang was furious: "You lick the wolf, don't talk to me, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

The Burial Demon King said angrily: "You belong to me now, I am your boss, you are not qualified at all..."

"Okay."

Ye Wuzong waved his hand.

Ji Wushang and the Demon King of Burial suddenly lost their voices.

Everyone looked at the two of them and one of them with a confused look on their faces.

Ye Wuzong looked at Ji Wushang and said, "Yes, but not now."

Ji Wushang knew that Ye Wuzong always said something and nodded, "Okay!"

Ye Wuzong took advantage of the situation to intercept Murong Zhenshuo. Beside him were Ming Cang Jian and Qi Dongxuan as guardians.

Murong Zhenshuo smiled bitterly, and blood continued to flow. He reached out to cover the wound, knowing that the situation was over.

At this time, Yue Bohou had already evacuated under the escort of Yue's family and the remaining troops.

Murong Zhenshuo was injured, and the ghost butcher's decision was naturally forced. The Yue family's puppet warfare tactics are not mature enough now, and he must use this decision to maintain it.

So at this moment, all the Yue family's dead puppets fell to the ground one after another.

Those living puppets were also backfired, and in an instant, they roared like crazy as if they were lost!

"Help others harm yourself."

Ye Chong looked at this scene and shook his head.

The next moment, Ye Chong suddenly thought of something.

Ye Xuanfeng!!!

Ye Chong suddenly lifted his sword to Ye Xuanfeng, who was following the back of the remnants!

Ye Chuan also followed.

This is an irreconcilable enemy and must be killed by hand!

Ye Wuzong saw this scene and said to Ming Cang Jian: "Two seniors, please help me watch Murong Zhenshuo, I'll go over."

Ye Xuanfeng fled wildly, and behind him, he was forced to come with murderous aura.

The morale of the Yue family army was greatly reduced, so he could not stop Ye Chong, who was crazy. Ye Chong raised his sword and killed more than a dozen Yue family army.

At this moment, Ye Chong saw a fire ray that soared into the sky turned into a tongue of fire and shot towards him.

Ye Jiuye’s gilded flame spear!

At the critical moment, Ye Xuanfeng did not escape, but instead rushed towards Ye Chong with a gun.

The dragon-slaying sword in Ye Chuan's hand was air-conditioned and slashed towards Ye Xuanfeng wildly.

The uncle and nephew never forgot to take revenge. At this time, they were angry and hatred reached the peak!

Ye Xuanfeng knew that Ye Wuzong was present, so he could not kill the uncle and nephew.

But his son, his own clan, was destroyed by Ye Wuzong, and he was full of hatred. If he could kill someone related to Ye Wuzong, he would never be vague!

The three of them fought desperately, regardless of their injuries, and Ye Wuzong would take action every time at critical moments.

final.

Ye Xuanfeng was defeated!

Ye Chongshen swept his sword hard on his face.

Ye Xuanfeng squirted blood.

At this time, Ye Chuan cut Ye Xuanfeng's chest with a knife, slashing him to the ground and turning him to the ground!

Ye Chong stepped forward and grabbed Ye Xuanfeng, lifted him up, and said angrily: "Brother Ninth, don't be fine!!!"

"hehe."

Although Ye Xuanfeng was in pain, he laughed and said, "Old Shi, you have a good life!"

Ye Chong punched Ye Xuanfeng in the face and knocked him off several teeth: "My wife and daughter were also your younger siblings and nieces, how could you cruelly bring them..."

Ye Xuanfeng smiled vicissitudes: "Haha, I am a father..."

Ye Chong raised his knife and slashed Ye Xuanfeng on the wound. Ye Xuanfeng roared in pain!

But in just a moment of instinctive reaction, Ye Xuanfeng didn't care about the pain at all, and continued to pant and said, "Kill, kill..."

Ye Guichen came, feeling complicated and said, "This is everything you want!"

Yue Bohou retreated, Shen Xuance left, Murong Zhenshuo was captured, and other royal family members were rebels, injured, and arrested.

All of this is the result of Ye Xuanfeng, the native of his tribe.

Many disciples also came over and saw Ye Xuanfeng, who was so majestic back then, now in such a miserable state, and his heart was mixed.

Ye Xuanfeng is actually very good at treating people...especially some juniors of the Ye family.

Ye Xuanfeng looked at the former tribe members and looked at Ye Chong and Ye Guichen again, and his tone seemed to be much more relaxed.

"You are really lucky... All the royal family can survive this..."

“Too ideal…”

"The Dayan Dynasty is a territory that eats people and does not spit bones."

"You can only move..."

Ye Guichen said: "I admit that under your management, the royal family mansion has everything we have today."

All of this is a pun.

Over the past five years, the name of Jiuye has resounded throughout the Southern Wilderness.

Without him, the young kings of the royal family would not have entered the Sword Sect or other martial arts palaces.

The royal family is even more unable to cultivate so many disciples.

Ye Xuanfeng looked at Ye Chong and said, "Old Steve, you are really lucky... Your Ninth Brother has put in more effort than anyone else..."

Ye Wuzong suddenly came: "Stop talking nonsense. The king succeeds and the enemy defeats..."

Ye Xuanfeng looked at Ye Wuzong and said, "What you have to face next is the most terrifying existence... Don't forget, Heiwu Mountain, Yunlan Academy, Yan Family, Yue Family, and that hidden existence, haha, you

I won't live long..."
Chapter completed!