I regret coming into this world.

Ji Wushang thought about it and suddenly felt that this sentence was a bit familiar. He instantly recalled the scene of Ye Wuzong killing Bai Yuxing in many cities. He shook his head towards Xue Lian and sighed: "You'd better not deny this sentence. The authenticity of…”

The other party's momentum was not inferior to his own at all. Xue Lian frowned, and then his eyebrows relaxed and he said in a teasing tone: "Four people, not from the same force, want to beat hundreds of us?"

"What will happen to Yi Meitian, Wu Kexing, and Mu Hanyan?" Ye Wujiang asked.

"Xue Lian, don't talk nonsense to him. If we capture his sister, even if he has a lotus tongue, it's impossible not to bow to us!" Wu Shen said with an indifferent expression. It was obvious that he couldn't wait any longer.

Xue Lian suppressed his smile, stared at the four people opposite him, remained silent for a moment, and issued an order: "Kill!"

Boom, streaks of soaring aura suddenly burst out from the bodies of the Yanluan Academy disciples.

Although the Yanluan Academy disciples suffered more casualties during the fight with the Sword Sect disciples, they could not withstand their large numbers.

In order to come to Treasure Island to rob the Soul Heaven Fruit, Shen Qingyue brought almost all the disciples of Yanluan Academy who could go out.

Just imagine, since the four colleges of Yunlan Academy merged, apart from the Holy Academy, only Yanluan Academy is left.

How many disciples will there be in Yanluan Academy?

Definitely an amazing amount!

"Huh, using the method of piling up dead people can also make you die without a burial place!" Xue Lian did not take action, but watched from the side with a look of gloating on his face.

However, as soon as she finished saying this, the black feathered robe of the Crow God beside her began to move automatically without any wind, and the black feathers shone coldly, like sharp blades.

He wanted to fight against Ye Wuxing and others to prove his current level of martial arts!

"kill!"

Countless Yanluan Academy disciples rushed towards Ye Wuxing and the four of them like an army.

Faced with this powerful impact, Ye Wuzong was the first to take action and released the Sword Sect's guardian spirit.

After the guardian spirit in white appeared, he waved the long sword in his hand, and a dazzling white sword light shot out and penetrated the sky!

The disciples rushing from the front row had this perfect white reflected in their pupils. The next moment, their mouths opened wide, and their pupils showed a deep look of fear.

I thought that even if a hundred people came together, the infuriating shield formed by the infuriating energy on their bodies would not be easily broken by Ye Wuxing.

Who could have imagined that the sword light struck by Ye Wujiang penetrated directly through the bodies of these disciples as if passing through an uninhabited land.

The screams of forty or fifty people immediately became one, just like hell on earth. Most of them were blown to pieces by the sword light, while the heads and limbs of the disciples in the back row flew into the air.

"What a powerful sword light!" Xue Lian was shocked. Only when he felt Ye Wujing's sword up close could he realize the horror in it.

She completely stopped her disdain for Ye Wujie and became more determined. She would never fight this person one-on-one!

"Demon King's Long Fist!" Facing the mighty army of Yanluan Academy disciples, Ji Wushang directly launched the thunderous Demon King's Long Fist. The powerful demon power in his body flew out. Although he was only at the peak of the first level of the Martial King Realm, But the strength of his true energy is not inferior to that of anyone at the fourth level of the Martial King Realm.

Boom boom boom——!

The purple fists hit the chests and heads of those disciples, and scenes of bloody flesh and blood instantly appeared. Although the lethality was not as powerful as Ye Wuxing's sword, it was still frightening!

"It's amazing!" Wu Shen let out a clear roar and came to the front of Ji Wushang, waving his two long sleeves as if dancing. On the long sleeves, pieces of black feathers shot towards Ji Wushang like blades.

The purple silver bell on Ji Wushang's earlobe swung gently and immediately made a crisp wind chime sound.

"That's the treasure of the ghost gate, the soul-stealing bell!" Wu Shen's pupils shrank and he felt dizzy, and the true energy he controlled became disordered.

Swish, swish, swish——!

Those sharp black feathers lost the precise control of their true energy, and their flight trajectory also deviated.

Ji Wushang perfectly avoided them all.

Ji Wushang took this opportunity, suddenly stepped forward, came to Wushen, and punched the opponent's head.

Wu Shen also shot it with one palm, and flowing black smoke condensed on his palm.

boom!

The two fists collided, and this blow was a matter of the realm and the strength of their true energy.

Swish——!

The two of them retreated dozens of steps back at the same time, and neither could do anything to the other.

Crow God did not give up. He suddenly jumped up and flew in mid-air, bringing with him black shadows, just like a crow.

He moved very fast, and when he stopped, black feathers with a cold light shot toward Ji Wushang.

"So fast." Ji Wushang couldn't judge the trajectory of Wushen's flying, so he could only choose to dodge. After dodging two or three times, although the black feathers could not hit him accurately, they forced him to be somewhat embarrassed.

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"Ye Wuzong alone can deal with Yi Meitian, Mu Hanyan, and Wu Kexing without falling behind, but I can't even deal with a protector from Yanluan Academy!" Ji Wu was very sad and felt awkward. Now she felt that she

The gap between him and Ye Wuzhen is getting wider and wider.

"You resist in front, the back is empty, let's go around the back!" At this time, some Yanluan Academy disciples thought they were smart and took a detour to the back of the Third World Dragon Root.

They thought there was no one guarding the place.

But they just got here.

A black cauldron suddenly fell from the sky.

It hit the ground with a bang, and at the same time, six disciples were flattened.

The six disciples were instantly mutilated and mutilated.

In the smoke.

Fan Feishen stood up and walked over.

A huge black cauldron phantom appeared on his body, condensing an extremely strong pressure on him.

"He is the Brahma Flying God..." the disciples of Yanluan Academy said in horror.

"This feeling is really good. No wonder, many people with twin blood souls are known as peerless geniuses." Fan Feishen clenched his fists and felt the abundant power in his body.

"Martial Emperor Realm..."

he murmured.

Then, he shook his head and said: "No, I haven't reached the Martial Emperor realm yet, I'm only half a Martial Emperor, but I'm already out of the realm of the War King!"

Wow!

On his body, a huge white hawk demon actually condensed!

The eagle looked extremely ferocious, and there was a rapidly flowing wind around it.

Patrolling Falcon, Earth-level sixth-grade blood soul!

At this point, Fan Feishen became a half-step Martial Emperor with twin blood souls.

"go!"

God Fan Fei pointed his finger, and the huge black cauldron burst out of the air instantly. This time, the speed of the big cauldron flying was astonishingly fast.

Because, under this big cauldron, there is a gust of wind, dragging it flying!

The wind-mysterious attribute of the Patrolling Falcon brings unparalleled speed, making up for the Black Cauldron's defect of only having power but no attack speed!
Chapter completed!