Chapter Ninety-Eighth: The Strong Gather and Arrive
"Boom!" A violent earthquake occurred, and a red energy visible to the naked eye spread from Ye Feng's fists as the center.
"You retreat quickly!" The elegant and luxurious woman's pretty face was pale and she shouted loudly.
Without hesitation, all the soldiers, warriors, Ao Sen pulled Zhao Xinyi, Gu Wuyan pulled Zhao Xin'er and ran away desperately. The little bastard also ran away with Lin Yuan who fainted. The three masters launched three spiritual defense walls in these three directions at the same time to prevent Ye Feng's red energy from continuing to spread.
"Oh no, his power is still increasing. It's impossible for us three heavenly cultivators to join forces." The middle-aged man in white roared with difficulty, and trembling sweat dripped from his forehead.
"What's going on!" Another middle-aged man in red robe felt that he could hardly hold on.
"Kill... Kill..." Ye Feng suddenly roared two more angrily, smashed the ground again, and even more violent power surged out.
"puff!"
The three masters at the level of Heavenly Spirit Generals spit out a mouthful of blood at almost the same time and flew backwards. After losing the defense walls of the three masters, the violent power surged out in all directions. The people who had surrounded Ye Feng before, the masters above the level six martial arts were faster and had already run far away. However, those warriors below the Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial Martial
"Kill!" Ye Feng's blood-red eyes combined with his red energy seemed even more captivating, and the word "Kill" made the whole world seem to be in a place of despair.
"Two junior brothers, please go and invite four masters to come. I will lead him away. Such a master of heavenly cultivator has a crazy attack. For three days, let alone Yanyang City, even the entire Yanyang Prefecture is not enough for him to kill." The middle-aged man in white said with a serious expression.
"Senior Brother!" The two masters looked at the middle-aged man in white.
"Go quickly!"
The two finally stopped hesitating and flew quickly to the north.
Seeing the two left, the middle-aged man in white looked at Ye Feng from a distance. At this time, Ye Feng's power was still increasing. During the process of increasing his strength, Ye Feng always closed his eyes tightly, as if he enjoyed the feeling of destruction brought by this level of power. He could only shout the word "kill" from time to time, which made everyone around him extremely frightened.
"Swoosh swish swish swish..." The entire Yanyang City and Yanyang City are radius of hundreds of miles. The masters above the Martial Emperor, including the Heavenly Spirit Master, the Heavenly Spirit Master and the Heavenly Spirit General level masters all sensed this terrible aura and rushed forward desperately. Soon, seventeen Heavenly Spirit Masters above the Heavenly Spirit Master appeared. These Heavenly Spirit Masters are very mysterious on weekdays. Ordinary people can't meet me. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Martial Emperor is the supreme existence, but in their eyes, the Martial Emperor is nothing.
At this moment, a white-bearded old man flew over with two heavenly spirit masters and spirit-level masters. The white-bearded old man was a heavenly spirit immortal, an immortal-level master. When the white-bearded old man came, everyone bowed and bowed.
"See Uncle Master," "See Uncle Master," "See Uncle Master."
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The following Emperor Wu is called mortals. Mortals govern the country and practice martial arts mostly rely on individuals or families. However, above Emperor Wu, all those who enter the heavenly cultivators, the cultivation of these masters is arranged by sects. One of the sects can control several mansions, and the Yanhuo Mansion is controlled by a sect called Yantian Sect. Yanyang Prefecture and Yanjing Prefecture are all under the control of Yantian Sect. Almost all the masters above the Yanhuo Mansion of Yanhuo Mansion are from Yantian Sect. At that time, there were only twenty-one Yanhuo Mansion, and these twenty-one people.
Almost all of them appeared together with the first generation of Yanhuo Saint, when the world was formed, and their strength was great. Guangchengzi, the founding leader of the Yantian Sect, was one of these twenty-one people. Guangchengzi accepted nine disciples to create Yantian Sect, and these nine disciples accepted hundreds of second-generation disciples. Then there were thousands of third-generation disciples, which gradually grew stronger. After countless years of fighting against the leader of Yantian Sect, Guangchengzi and his second-generation disciples, the legend of the third-generation disciples has all fallen, and only four of the four generations of disciples are left. These four people are famous masters throughout the Yanhuo Continent.
It is worth mentioning that the current Yanhuotian lord Wu Yun is the seventh generation disciple of Yantian Sect. Wu Yun has six disciples, Xu Zhijie, the leader of Yanyang Prefecture, Zhao Jian, the father of the little witch Zhao Xiner, and Lin Yuan's father Lin Guangde are among them. They are also considered the eighth generation disciples of Yantian Sect.
"Who discovered this first?" The majestic voice of the old man with white beard sounded.
"Uncle Master, it was discovered by my disciples and two junior brothers and sisters. Because his power has far surpassed that of my disciples and is still increasing rapidly, my disciples asked my two junior brothers to invite the four masters to come. Now, since my uncle, I guess I dare not bother the four masters." The middle-aged man in white who came first immediately bowed and said.
"Send someone to invite you again." The old man with white beard suddenly said.
"What?"
A disciple of Yantian Sect widened his eyes.
"Didn't you hear it?" the old man with white beard shouted suddenly.
"Yes, uncle!" A master at the level of Tianling General bowed immediately, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
"His power has surpassed the level of the Heavenly Spirit Immortal. We are not opponents, but his power is still increasing. Once his power stops increasing, at that time, he will massacre everything. We must set up a formation to trap him and must hold on until the master and the three uncles come."
"Master, his power is getting stronger now. Why don't we take this opportunity to attack first?" A disciple bowed, but suddenly pulled out a blood-colored sword and rushed towards Ye Feng.
"Come back!" the old man with white beard shouted angrily, but the disciple had already rushed into Ye Feng's 100 meters. Within a hundred meters, the energy vortex was still rushing into Ye Feng's body wildly. Before the disciple could take action, he felt a huge energy tearing force coming, and his whole body turned directly into dust in the universe.
A Tianling Master will be crushed to pieces within 100 meters of Ye Feng. This is really terrible.
"No one is allowed to act rashly without my order!" the old man with white beard shouted angrily again.
Suddenly the vortex in the sky finally stopped rotating, and Ye Feng whistled to the sky again.
"At this time, the old man with white beard suddenly said, "Let him out of the city and set up a formation to trap him." The old man with white beard gave the last order, and at the same time, he pointed his palm and a blue light suddenly shot out.
"Hmph!" With a cold snorkeling, Ye Feng's blood-red eyes suddenly looked over, and with a cold snorkeling, as if he was disdainful of heaven and earth. Similarly, a red finger light also shot out from Ye Feng's finger.
"Boom"
The red finger light and the blue finger light collided, and a huge hole suddenly appeared in the space. The weak disciples around them all widened their eyes. The space could be shattered by this powerful force. This was simply incredible. The blue finger light shattered and disappeared the moment they encountered the red finger light, but the red finger light shot at the white-bearded old man at a faster speed.
"Not good!" The old man with white beard changed drastically. He didn't dare to drag it out any longer. He instantly drew out his sword and slashed three swords to block Ye Feng's finger light.
"Demon, come with me if you have the ability!" The white-bearded old man slashed at Ye Feng violently. Ye Feng was furious and easily blocked it. He roared and rushed directly towards the white-bearded old man.