Chapter 2293 Vulnerable

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"Sword God...is a member of our Shenlong clan?"

The last time Feng Qinglan was in Xuanyuan City, he didn't find out, and even the two ancestors were concealed by Ye Fan.

Now that this was discovered, a guess in Feng Qinglan's mind became clearer!

But... Looking at that figure whose strength is unfathomable, just standing there can oppress people's hearts, Feng Qinglan can't believe it...

Ye Huangtu's complexion was complex, with a hint of joy in his eyes, but also a bit of doubt, which meant a lot...

In the air, looking at the scene in the city, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally managed to catch up.

In order to speed up, he didn't care about exposing his blood, and now it doesn't matter what they find out.

The only thing Ye Fan didn't expect was that this group of mutated monsters clearly exuded a gluttonous aura!

This Wu Hui is smart enough, instead of cultivating human monks, monsters are actually more suitable for the bloodline of Taotie!

If these monsters continue to devour them unscrupulously, I'm afraid the world will really fall into chaos!

Troubled times are exactly what the Hua Xumen want to see!

The situation in the city is chaotic, and there are still many civilians. If you directly use the Fentian Dragon King Spear to attack in a large area, it may be unavoidable to hurt innocent people.

With this in mind, Ye Fan immediately made a decision.

"Phantom, Eight Desolation Devil Dragon!"

Tens of thousands of flying swords behind Ye Fan turned into eight Stegosaurus.

The gorgeous sword intent was intertwined with the power of the dragon soul, and the eight demon dragons roared high and high, and swooped down on the monsters in the city!

But all monsters hit by the magic dragon are instantly pierced and shattered, and the burning dragon flames burn these monsters directly, and their souls fly away!

The roaring eight magic dragons made the whole city seem to be bursting with brilliant rays of light!

The destructive sword intent and soul-stirring spiritual power made everyone at the scene completely silent!

Hundreds of monsters are being wiped out at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This is... the Seven Dragons of Illusory Heart? He actually integrated the moves of the dragon soul into the sword intent?!" Feng Qinglan's bright eyes were wide open, full of shock.

She has been in the realm of the five-clawed golden dragon for decades, and her mental power can barely use the illusion of seven dragons.

However, the Sword God has been able to master it, combining this move directly with the sword intent! ?

This is not only a strong mental strength, but also requires extremely skilled fighting skills, to reach the realm of drawing inferences from one instance!

Sword God... is it really him? How is it possible...he is still so young! ?

Feng Qinglan felt that time had stopped, unable to think at all.

Seeing that the army of monsters and beasts had been wiped out, the face of the storm, thunder and lightning had turned pale!

"Go!"

They looked at each other, their minds were connected, and they planned to escape in four directions!

Facing such a sword god, they dare not even have the slightest thought of confrontation!

How could Ye Fan let them go? With a cold glance, he summoned tens of thousands of flying swords in an instant!

"Crash the sky sword rain!!"

As soon as the flying sword came out, it was a horizontal rain of swords!

All of a sudden, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning fell into an extremely dangerous situation, and they kept dodging, and there was no way to escape!

"Emperor Dragon Sword Prison!!"

Without waiting for the wind, rain, thunder and lightning to take a breath, all the flying swords gathered together and turned into a sword prison! Surrounded!

The four of them suddenly found out in despair that all directions, up and down, were flying swords that were constantly flowing rapidly!

Jingfeng and others continued to use all their cultivation bases, trying to bombard indiscriminately and open up a way out.

But with their little cultivation base, how can they shake the Emperor Dragon Sword Prison after the triple disintegration and sword intent disintegration?

Ye Fan held it with one hand, and all the flying swords seemed to understand, and they all converged towards the core area!

Immediately, the four heavenly emperors in the Emperor Dragon Sword Prison struggled frantically, but left behind a few shrill screams!

The wind, rain, thunder, and lightning turned into countless debris in the blink of an eye! Destroyed!

At about the same time, there were no more living monsters in the city.

After sweeping around for a few times, the Eight Desolation Demon Dragon smashed all the monsters to pieces!

Feng Qinglan, Ye Huangtu and a group of people from the Northern Army, as well as the four envoys of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, were all dumbfounded and unable to say a word...

The fierce battle that had been fought just now was completely settled just because of the arrival of the Sword God! ?

They tried their best, but they couldn't resist the army of monsters, the four heavenly emperors, under the hands of the sword god... they were like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow! ?

What made them feel helpless the most was that they didn't feel lost, nor did they feel ironic...

Because, the disparity in strength is too great, so that they don't even have the idea of ​​​​comparison!

Comparing people with other people can also inspire fighting spirit, but comparing people with gods naturally loses their thoughts!

Ye Fan was used to this kind of reverent gaze, and asked Qin Nu and the others calmly, "Where is the candlelight?"

The four envoys were taken aback, and Qin Nu quickly replied respectfully: "Your Excellency the Sword God, the right protector is near Changhe Mountain to stop Wu Hui!"

Ye Fan thought for a while, Changhe Mountain is still a long way from here, it seems that the candlelight blocked Wu Hui far away.

But it has to be like this, otherwise if the battlefield is moved here, the casualties will be immeasurable, and I'm afraid it won't be able to stop Wu Hui from arresting people.

"You escort the Zhenbei Army back and clean up the remaining monsters," Ye Fan said.

"Yes!" The four messengers immediately agreed.

Ye Fan took back the magic dragon, turned into dragon scales and sword wings again, and flew towards Changhe Mountain!

Seeing that the Sword God flew away without staying for a moment, a group of soldiers of the Zhenbei Army felt quite regretful, and they wanted to express their gratitude.

"I didn't expect that the sword god is actually a member of our Shenlong clan!"

"No wonder you help us over and over again, it turns out you are from the same clan, haha!..."

Many members of the Shenlong family were very excited and full of pride.

Ye Hang's eyes were filled with admiration, and he ran to Ye Huangtu's side, excitedly saying: "Father, is this the power of a strong man in the holy realm?! This is too strong!!"

Ye Huangtu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the blood off his face, and felt emotional: Maybe it's not how strong the Holy Realm is at all, but... the sword god is too strong.

Feng Qinglan looked at the direction where Ye Fan was flying away, frowned, made up her mind, jumped up directly, and followed!

Seeing Feng Qinglan fly away, although everyone was puzzled, but now after the war, not many people cared about it.

At the same time, near Changhe Mountain.

There are jagged rocks and steep cliffs.

A piece of fiery high-temperature energy, like a white flame, is constantly making explosions in the air!

Wu Hui was in it, facing the scorching white flames that kept attacking, his expression was calm.

Once these high-temperature energies, which are enough to melt rock black iron, are about to attack him, they will be thrown aside strangely and lose their aim.

Beside Wu Hui, there seemed to be a special energy that deflected and distorted various attacks.

Outside the white climax, the candlelight eyes exuded a white brilliance, constantly shifting shape and changing positions, launching attacks, restricting Wu Hui's movement, forcing him to be unable to leave.

"Candlelight...you should know that the longer it takes, the more you will lose."

Wu Hui sneered, "No matter how you avoid it, my sadness will eventually affect you...

Your senses are becoming dull, if you continue like this...you may really die by my hands..."

Candlelight jaded face was filled with evil spirits, "You better shut up, if I hit you with one move, I can turn you into ashes!"

"Do you think I will make such a low-level mistake?

Why bother... Do you think that if you procrastinate like this, there will be a turnaround?

The person who can save you, but in the cave, can you drag him back? "

Wu Hui smiled and said, "I'm afraid, at this moment, the Zhenbeihou family has already fallen into my hands..."

Before the words were finished, a golden figure in the distance, like a comet piercing the sky, suddenly arrived!

"Your Excellency the Sword God!?" Candlelight shouted excitedly, with a look of disbelief and surprise.

In fact, she doubted how Ye Fan could make it back from such a long distance. She was already determined to fight Wu Hui.

But who would have thought that Ye Fan actually returned to Dazheng from the blessed land in less than half a day, and rushed to the battlefield! ?

It was like a divine soldier descended from the sky, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers in an impossible way, and suddenly came to save her!

Candlelight's heart was filled with a strange kind of satisfaction, this is indeed the man she dreamed of!

The white light in the eyes dissipated, and there was a touch of emotion, the candlelight wished to fly into the man's arms immediately!

Wu Hui, on the other hand, explained with his eyes wide open, he was shocked by the terrifying coercion of the sword!

"No...how...how is this possible!? Aren't you in the Paradise of Paradise!?" Wu Hui roared in shock, seemingly bewildered.