"Feng Yuanshan! I know you haven't left! Do you think you can avoid it with the Wind Shadow Technique? As soon as you use magic, you will appear!"
Ying Mochou roared angrily. Although Feng Yuanshan was several levels lower than him, he couldn't see Feng Yuanshan's magic.
Feng Yuanshan was indeed still there, with his shadow hidden in a corner. Feng Tianzong had already guessed that Ying Mochou was going to rebel, and made corresponding policies.
After controlling the overall situation, there are only a few ideas left. The Blood Feather Empire is a group with them and they don't need to worry about it. Since no one in the Star Moon Empire has entered the finals, there are no big officials to come to see it. Several small characters who resisted have been eliminated.
Get rid of it, and only the Tianlong Empire will be left.
Murong Xueyi stood on the round platform and did not panic. This was just expected. There was a magic barrier that could hold on for a while. What she needed most now was to restore her magic power to full.
"Eagle!"
Ying Mochou waved his hand, and Ying Changkong rolled and crawled over.
"What did father say?"
Ying Mochou pointed at Murong Xueyi and said: "That autumn wind is covered by ice. Even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. Don't worry about it. You can bring two sword sects to break the magic barrier, and then capture Murong Xueyi!"
Ying Changkong glanced at Murong Xueyi evilly, "Yes!" He took two sword masters and two magisters to destroy the magic barrier.
"Someone is coming!"
"Here!" Two sword sects appeared next to Ying Mochou.
"Take the people and quickly deal with the people of the Tianlong Empire, and capture Murong Qingyue, Long Tianwei, Xuelun Hai and others!"
The two sword sects waved their hands and led ten sword kings, leaping towards the territory of the Tianlong Empire.
"What should I do with Sister Tianwei?" Murong Qingyue was also stunned by the bloody scene just now. When she came back to her senses, she found that a group of masters were rushing towards her.
In the territory of the Tianlong Empire, there are no masters brought at all. There are only ten mid-level swordsmen. A master on the opposite side can solve them. Xuelunde is outside. The only powerful ones here are the first-order swordsman Xuelunhai and the princess Long Tianwei.
It's just a water magician, it has no effect at all.
"Uh-huh!"
Feng Xinyao pulled out the sword, and Shangguan Lingshuang did not hesitate, "Even if I die, I won't let them catch me!"
All the guards did not retreat, but rushed to the front and faced the enemy with their giant swords.
"Kill all those who resist and seize those women!"
The ten sword kings rushed forward, their fighting spirit exploded, and the strong fighting spirit caused the ten guards to fly out.
"Quack!" When the ten sword kings saw the man they had captured, they let out ugly laughter.
"Ignorant Xiaoxiao!"
Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the front. He was one of the two guards brought by Qiu Feng. The roaring voice was actually that of a woman. Dark green fighting spirit exploded from her body, and a golden Xuan character appeared on the tip of the sword.
"Watch the move! Thunder breaks!"
With the powerful fighting spirit of the eighth-level sword sect, coupled with the combat skills of the Xuanxuan level, the giant sword "cracked" with thunder, and with one sword strike, the five sword kings were chopped into several pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
"Strong swordsman!"
Long Ling stood there, and the remaining five sword kings did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.
"Sir?" The five sword sects immediately asked behind them, because there were two strong sword sects behind them. Two against one, together with them, they could definitely kill this powerful sword sect.
As soon as he turned around, two spurts of blood splashed onto the faces of the five sword masters. Five meters in front of them, the bodies of the two sword masters were divided into two parts and fell to the ground. Not far away, one of them was wearing a light blue sword.
The vindictive man in black was wiping the blood on his sword.
"Strong Sword Lord!"
The five people exclaimed in unison, "It's so good." Cloxi danced with a sword, and powerful fighting spirit approached the five people. Long Ling took advantage of the situation and struck out with the sword.
“Swish swish swish!”
The two swords collided, and the five people turned into blood and dust.
"A strong first-level sword master? An eighth-level sword master? Who are you!" Ying Mochou's voice shook the entire audience, like a god of death.
"Haha! Ying Mochou, we are here to put an end to you!" Chloe Xi smiled arrogantly, not believing that Ying Mochou is a ninth-level sword master.
"It's just you, you can't take five of my moves!" Ying Mochou clenched his fists, and the fighting spirit around him began to become strong.
Suddenly there was a blast from the round platform.
"Bang!" The magic barrier was broken through by Ying Changkong and his men!
"Come on, catch Murong Xueyi! I want to live!" Ying Changkong raised his head and smiled, as if Murong Xueyi could no longer escape from his grasp.
Two sword sects and two magisters rushed forward. They knew that Murong Xueyi was also a magister and had extraordinary strength, but the four of them together could solve or trap her with one move.
As soon as they came on stage, "Buzz!" sounded like dripping water, and the four of them suddenly stood still, standing there as if they were demented!
The movements of the four of them were very sharp and fast. The static trap was within a small range, but they were able to stun four of them. I could only secretly admire them. They deserved to die.
Under the ice, a dark voice came, "Xueyi! Kill one of them with all your strength! Leave the remaining three to me!"
Murong Xueyi reacted immediately, and a ninth-level magic immediately began to condense.
Long Tianyu was quite cold squatting in the ice, but he was not hurt. To break through Murong Xueyi's ice, he would have to spend a lot of effort, but there was no need to waste it now, because...
"Ouch!" Long Tianyu disappeared into the ice like a demon's roar. It appeared in his mind, "The Devil's Advent is used successfully. It lasts for one minute. It ignores any magic below the twelfth level. The body becomes huge and is wrapped in the mysterious fog element.
In an instant, the physical combat power of the sword master is at the seventh level!"
"call!"
The clouds in the sky suddenly turned black, and a white flame fell like a huge meteorite.
"Boom!"
In the eight-magnitude earthquake, Long Tianyu's fall caused the entire round platform to collapse, and two huge elemental feet stepped on one-fifth of the area of the round platform.
"Oh my God!" Some people screamed in the stands, and the people guarding Ying Mochou were also stunned, all looking at the terrifying white light body.
"What kind of monster is this!" Long Tianwei screamed in fear.
"Princess, don't be afraid! My lord said, no matter what you encounter, don't be afraid. My lord said, this huge monster is one of our own!" Cloxi and Long Ling protected the people of the Tianlong Empire.
"One of our people? Are you?"
"Your Highness, I am the captain of the elite dragon guard of the empire and the first-order sword master, Chloe Xi!"
"Chloe Xi!" Many people felt a little calmer after hearing this name. His words were absolutely trustworthy.
"Who is this sister?" Murong Xueyi asked.
"I am your lord's new guard, Long Ling!"
Now was not the time to introduce someone, so Xiaojiu decisively and elegantly turned her focus back to Long Tianyu.
After Long Tianyu fell, he got used to it and felt the powerful body, which was more than ten meters tall. His arms were spread out and were seven or eight meters long.
"Go to hell!" A low and terrifying voice came from the air, and he punched a Jianzong who had just woken up.
"Boom!" The swordsman strongman had just woken up from dizziness and was still fooling around about what he wanted to do. Suddenly he saw the sky turn black. Before he was ready to dodge, he was beaten into a pulp by a fist.