"Princess Nalan, if you know each other, you will leave the treasures you got, otherwise don't blame me for waiting for the hot hands to destroy the flowers!"

"Hehe, Princess Nalan was born with such a beautiful appearance, if you don't know what to do, don't blame me for not having the heart to pity the jade!"

Around, a threatening and slightly playful voice sounded, making Nalan Xue'er frown slightly.

She looked around with beautiful eyes, and saw that the people around her were led by the disciples of the Proud Sword Villa and the Netherworld Sect.

Since Jun Haotian accepted the inheritance of the Golden Winged Dapeng, everyone who was still struggling in the Bronze Ancient Hall was thrown out of the Bronze Ancient Hall by an inexplicable force.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Proud Sword Villa and the Netherworld Sect naturally understood that the inheritance of the relics had a master.

According to their conjectures, the winner of this inheritance is naturally Jun Aotian!

Jun Aotian and they couldn't beat them, so they had no choice but to leave the scope of the Bronze Ancient Palace.

I happened to see a blue beam of light rising into the sky here, and they all thought that there was a treasure here, and they immediately rushed to it with all their might.

"Huh! You're dreaming!"

When Nalan Xue'er heard these words, she immediately snorted coldly.

Netherworld Flame was something she had worked so hard to get, and it was also the main factor in her ability to transform into a Netherworld Spirit, how could she give up such an important thing!

"In that case, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Hearing this, the young disciple led by Proud Sword Villa's face turned cold, and he immediately ordered: "Kill me!"

In an instant, the sword light rose into the sky, cutting through the layers of void.

"Let's go too!"

The Netherworld Sect also sacrificed the Yuan Weapon in parts, and in an instant, the sound of killing shook the sky, and a terrifying offensive swept towards Nalan Xue'er like a monstrous wave.

The war was about to break out, and in the void, all kinds of offensives crossed by, and the killing intent soared into the sky.

Seeing this, Nalan Xue'er secretly said that it was not good.

The next moment, her red dress danced, and a dark blue flame suddenly appeared in her palm.

At the moment when the Netherfire appeared, the temperature of the surrounding void dropped in an instant.

Even, a trace of ice mist gradually appeared in the air.

"What kind of flame is this?"

Seeing this scene, all the warriors surrounding Nalan Xue'er looked at the flames in Nalan Xue'er's hands with some fear.

"It doesn't matter what flame she is, she only has one person, how to fight us!"

At this time, a disciple of the Proud Sword Villa spoke up.

As soon as the words fell, he stabbed at Nalan Xue'er with an extremely powerful sword.

With someone taking the lead, a few disciples of Proud Sword Villa followed and killed him.

"Look for death!"

Nalan Xue'er's face was cold, and the next moment, the Netherworld Flame in her hand suddenly turned into a sea of fire and swept towards the few people who attacked.

Then an astonishing scene happened, and I saw that the moment those disciples of the Proud Sword Mountain Villa came into contact with the Netherworld Flame, they all turned into ice sculptures and fell from the void.

The ice sculpture fell to the ground and turned into countless ice slags.

Several disciples of Proud Sword Villa died on the spot!

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, the surrounding martial artists all gasped, and they all looked at the Netherworld Flame in Nalan Xue'er's hand in horror.

This dark blue flame is too domineering!

Seeing the power of the Netherworld, everyone was a little shocked, but more of them were greedy.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!

If Jun Aotian got this Netherworld Flame, he would naturally not dare to snatch it.

But in the face of Nalan Xue'er, whose strength was only one of the same in the True Yuan Realm, they didn't take it to heart.

In short, weakness is sin!

On the other side, after Nalan Xue'er urged a Netherworld Flame, her face also became a little pale.

Although the Netherworld Flame is extremely powerful, with Nalan Xue'er's current cultivation, it still takes a lot of True Yuan and Divine Soul power to urge it.

If it weren't for the fact that Nalan Xue'er's divine soul power was different from ordinary people, otherwise she wouldn't be able to cast the Netherworld Flame at all.

"Kill!"

At this moment, a group of warriors attacked and killed Nalan Xue'er again!

Nalan Xue'er forcibly urged the Netherworld Flame and killed several Netherworld Sect disciples again.

But it still didn't have much effect.

There are hundreds of warriors besieging Nalan Xue'er, and no matter how strong the Netherworld Xuanhuo is, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists.

In addition, because of Nalan Xue'er's refining of the Netherworld Flame, her strength has not yet recovered.

At this moment, Nalan Xue'er is really in a big crisis!

"Boom!"

Another terrifying attack struck, and Nalan Xue'er was caught off guard and flew out directly.

Burst!

The delicate body was still in the void, and Nalan Xue'er spit out a mouthful of rich blood.

"Princess Nalan, this is your own request, I will give you one last chance, hand over this flame obediently, and I will spare your life!" The Netherworld Sect disciple who had just shot Nalan Xue'er away looked at Nalan Xue'er with a proud expression, and his tone was full of indifference.

"What to do?

At this moment, Nalan Xue'er's face was extremely pale, and her heart was even more anxious.

"I can only use secret methods to fight my way out of the encirclement!"

As if a decision had been made, Nalan Xue'er's eyes gradually became firm.

Then, she slowly wiped away the blood from the corners of her mouth, bit her red lips tightly, and the true yuan in her body began to riot.

"Zheng!"

At that moment, a sword rang out.

Then, a powerful sword aura swept in, making Nalan Xue'er's body feel cold.

"Poof!"

Nalan Xue'er couldn't dodge, and her left shoulder was suddenly slashed by the sword light, and blood gushed out.

At the same time, the Netherworld Sect disciples on the other side also followed up with their attacks, launching one deadly attack after another.

Rumble!

Under the huge pressure, Nalan Xue'er didn't have time to dodge at all, and was hit by an attack again, seriously injured.

"Princess Nalan, I said that you are a woman, why are you so persistent? obediently hand over the treasure, we will never hurt you!"

"That is, as long as you hand over the treasure, it's too late for us to pity you, how can we hurt you?"

"Haha, yes, we have that intention!"

Seeing that Nalan Xue'er was seriously injured, above the void, the disciples of the Proud Sword Villa and the disciples of the Netherworld Sect all spoke arrogantly.

As the first beauty of the Great Yan Empire, Nalan Xue'er is superior in appearance and temperament, and even these Great Sect disciples are a little excited.

When Nalan Xue'er heard these filthy words, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Even if this princess dies, she won't let you despicable little brothers succeed!"

Nalan Xue'er stood up with difficulty, mobilized the few remaining true elements in her body, and the Netherworld Flame was suspended in her palm.

At this moment, Nalan Xue'er plans to break the net with these mermaids.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, a sudden explosion sounded in the void.

At the same time, a vast and fierce terrifying coercion slowly descended, suppressing the entire martial arts.

Feeling this coercion, everyone's hearts were full of joy.

Even Nalan Xue'er's body stiffened, and her eyes slowly looked above the void.