Chapter 305 Strong Suppression

With their own goals in mind, the five teams surrounded the ten people from the Ancient Spirit Sect.

"This scene is getting better and better!"

All the teams on the mountain below watched the changes in the sky with the intention of watching the show.

Before it was besieging the Yunhuang Temple, but now it is targeting the Ancient Lingzong.

At any rate, the Ancient Spirit Sect ranked tenth in the last battle, and with Di Qingxue, one of the three beauties, it was difficult to deal with.

Let's fight, it's better to hurt both sides, that's even more exciting!

In the sky, the flames on Huo Zheng's body soared into the sky, and a strange flame monster loomed, and it was the first to kill Ye Wushuang.

"Destroy me!"

Ye Wushuang sneered, "It's not clear who will kill who!"

Immediately, Ye Wushuang turned his head and asked the nine people next to him, or Di Qingxue, and said, "How to distribute it!"

Di Qingxue slightly raised a hand like a jade lotus root, pointed at the three teams with slender fingers, and said, "Leave them to me."

"All?" Ye Wushuang was slightly taken aback. Among the three teams, there were three Lingquan triples and seven Lingquan first levels, and there were others, who could handle it alone?

Di Qingxue said lightly: "It's more than enough to deal with them!"

Ye Wushuang nodded, and said: "In this case, then leave the few spiritual springs of the Lieyang Sect and the Qing Clan to me, and leave the rest to Qing'er and Meng Fan."

"Brother Ye, don't worry, we won't let them escape."

Not to be outdone by Yang Qing'er, Meng Fan and the others also nodded to express that there was no problem. If a group of True Yuan Realm couldn't deal with it, then wouldn't they be holding back.

Furthermore, they are also the super geniuses of the ancient spirit sect. They have almost never made a move after stepping into the first stage, which makes them extremely aggrieved, and now they just want to vent this aggrieved on the enemy.

"Di Qingxue, although you are one of the three beauties, but you want to challenge our three teams when you challenge alone, you don't think much of us."

Listening to Ye Wushuang's ten people's few words, they were assigned directly, and Di Qingxue dealt with the three teams by himself, which was simply humiliating them.

Among them, there are more than a dozen in the Lingquan Realm, and it is simply whimsical to solve them.

The people who watched the battle were also stunned. People from the Gu Lingzong side actually wanted to use ten people to deal with five teams. What kind of joke is this?

The team surrounded by the "Yunhuang Temple" in the center was delighted. With Ye Wushuang and others restraining them, they were much more relaxed. As long as they find the right opportunity, they can escape this catastrophe.

Boom!

Di Qingxue didn't say a word, her fairy figure was ethereal, and she ran towards the three teams.

Standing in the void, Di Qingxue's fingers interlaced, and a round of clear moon rose from behind, swaying the moonlight, bright and clean.

Qingyue ascended into the sky, her aura changed suddenly, and Yue Huadun turned into a massacre, rushing down from the void, making everyone feel shivering, and responded with powerful attacks one after another.

On the other side, seeing Huo Zheng rushing over, Ye Wushuang also took steps, and raised a palm print suddenly.

"Ye Wushuang, you are only half a bottle of water. You are beyond your control if you want to challenge the rest of us. I can wipe out your trash by myself."

Huo Zheng satirized fiercely, his tone full of sarcasm, and the flames all over the sky rushed towards Ye Wushuang.

Behind Ye Wushuang, Ye Rou, Yang Qing'er, Qian Ling, Meng Fan, Cheng Tao and others also took the opportunity to kill towards the Lieyang Sect and Qing Clan's team.

Seeing this, Lieyangzong, Qingzu and others laughed mockingly. Ye Wushuang wanted to challenge them to eight spiritual spring realms at the first level of the spiritual spring, purely looking for death.

"You stop them first, and I'll help Huo Zheng." Wen Song stepped forward and decided to kill his brother "enemy" himself.

Ye Wushuang turned a deaf ear to Huo Zheng's taunt, and rushed forward without launching any attack.

"It's a piece of garbage, it's nothing, and it wants to kill me!"

Ye Wushuang sneered, the disdain on his face was so strong, he used his treasure body, stepped on the sea of ​​fire, and rushed to Huo Zheng like lightning.

Snapped!

A slap was slapped on Huo Zheng's face in an instant, and with a bang, Huo Zheng's body tilted and flew out, hitting Wen Song who was rushing up.

Huo Zheng vomited blood wildly, his heart terrified to the point where he couldn't be more frightened.

a slap!

With just one slap, he was defeated by Ye Wushuang in seconds. His Lingquan Yizhong was like garbage in front of Ye Wushuang, vulnerable to a single blow.

Wen Song, who was rushing up, also had his gaze downcast, underestimating Ye Wushuang's strength, he thrust out with one hand, and the huge flame palm instantly grabbed Huo Zheng's body.

"Tsk tsk, you are really stupid to save your own great enemy with your own hands!"

Ye Wushuang stepped forward and smiled coldly. As soon as he saw Wen Song's appearance, Ye Wushuang guessed that he had something to do with Wen Hao who was trapped by Huo Zheng, so he reminded Huo Zheng just now.

"Enemy?"

Wen Song's face was gloomy, but Huo Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he passed out.

"Didn't Huo Zheng tell you that he killed his companion in order to survive?" Ye Wushuang sneered, rushed in front of Wen Song, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he punched him.

Boom!

Wen Song's face changed, and he retreated instantly.

"No matter who kills my younger brother, don't think about it. I will clean up for my elder brother today."

Wen Song glanced at Huo Zheng with murderous intent, flung him away with one hand, and then turned his head to stare at Ye Wushuang.

Senior brother, Yang Dingtian, we will meet soon.

Ye Wushuang snorted coldly, and rushed to Wensong again.

"court death!"

Although Wen Song's eyes were full of fire, they gave off a chill.

He raised one hand, and a giant flaming knife slashed out horizontally, stretching for more than ten feet, and pounced on Ye Wushuang. The endless power of flames drowned Ye Wushuang in an instant.

break!

Ye Wushuang blasted out a barbaric Tyrannosaurus Fist, shattering the flaming giant knife like a rotten ancient sword.

Boom!

Immediately, he stepped out of the sea of ​​flames in one step, like an undefeated golden god of war, with golden light and dragon shadows.

Everyone was terrified, Lingquan's triple attack was easily blocked.

This made everyone realize that something was wrong.

"Don't worry about anything else, let's deal with him first."

Qingmeng snorted coldly, he was the captain of the first team of the Qing clan, and with a loud shout, the four spirit spring realms rushed forward.

With a gloomy face, Qingmeng took out a spear, the spearhead was like the head of a poisonous snake, and pierced through the air to kill Ye Wushuang.

A wave of cold killing surged out, rolling up one after another peerless sharpness.

Under the infusion of true essence, the blue light on the tip of the spear rose sharply, turning into a ferocious giant snake, which opened its bloody mouth and bit down on Ye Wushuang.

Clang!

Ye Wushuang pulled out the Dragon Blood Saber in an instant, and a blood-colored sky spread out. The world-shattering knife way tore through the void, and the endless realm-destroying knife intent filled the space between heaven and earth.

Qingmeng and Wensong's attacks were disintegrated in an instant.

"What method is this?"

The faces of the people who rushed forward all changed drastically.

Looking at the bloody sky that cut open the world and spread, they felt a burst of fear!

rewind!

Qingmeng and Wensong turned pale with horror, and retreated several tens of feet in an instant.

"Come up, don't leave."

The corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth twitched, and with one hand holding the Dragon Blood Saber, he slashed out, and directly chopped off several youths in the first level of Lingquan.

At the same time, looking at the two people who were retreating, he pinched his other hand, and Futian's hand took advantage of the situation to use it.

The hand that covered the sky slammed down, covering the bodies of the two.

Boom!

Boom!

Qingmeng and Wensong's bodies trembled, cracks burst open, and blood flowed wildly. They looked directly at the people who were watching the battle stupidly. What are they playing?