Although Leng Yan couldn't understand why things had turned out like this, he knew very well that at this moment, it had reached the final stage.

But Leng Yan was a little confused, uniting is a good thing, but uniting and coming to pick him up. Obviously this is not possible.

So what is the purpose of all this here? to destroy this place where the Rakshasa Ghost Gate creates humanoid puppets.

But even then, it is impossible for so many people to come together.

And from Feng Wushuang's words just now, Leng Yan could tell that this was the time for the final battle.

While Leng Yan was still thinking about it, Feng Wushuang had already arranged it to be as cold as ice. And then it came back again.

Seeing Leng Yan's contemplative expression. Feng Wushuang said with a sigh. "Alas! Yan'er, this time, this time......"

Listening to Feng Wushuang's tone, Leng Yan was a little confused. According to Feng Wushuang's strength, in this Lingwu Continent, how can he also be the top three masters.

And now he is saying something like this. Obviously it really doesn't fit his identity.

"Daddy, what the hell is going on. These people ......"

Feng Wushuang pointed at Leng Yan. "Yan'er, this time, I'm afraid everything will be on your shoulders. Although Daddy didn't want to say that, but the facts are the facts. I'll have to let you know sooner or later. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Wushuang pointed at everyone on the periphery again. "They're all here for you."

Speaking of this, Feng Wushuang sighed again and again.

The more Leng Yan listened, the more confused he became. "What the hell is going on. These people are here for me, here? ”

Feng Wushuang didn't know how to speak for a while.

At this time, Xiao Ting came over. "Wind Sect Master, let me talk about it."

Feng Wushuang nodded, and then walked to the side.

Xiao Ting looked at Leng Yan. "Yan Shao, we originally thought that after uniting all the forces, it can be said that it would be simple to deal with the Rakshasa Ghost Gate."

As soon as Leng Yan heard this, he knew that something was serious.

Sure enough, as Leng Yan expected, Xiao Ting said next: "The Rakshasa Ghost Sect has already begun to attack other sects on a large scale at that time. Therefore, what we want is the main showdown, to destroy all their high-level and backbone forces in one fell swoop. This is also the easiest way to do it. But who would have thought that in the end we would be a fiasco. ”

Leng Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, although he knew that the various sects had lost together, but he didn't expect that what he said was a fiasco.

Xiao Ting smiled bitterly. "If it weren't for the Wind Sect Master, and the rest of the high-level people who rushed to kill, I'm afraid it would be ......"

Leng Yan frowned and said, "Did you fall for the plot, or did the enemy use poison." ”

Xiao Ting sighed. "Not really. The other party has a master. ”

Leng Yan's brows furrowed even tighter. What kind of master, even Feng Wushuang can only choose to escape. Is there really such a strong person? If there is, then what is Feng Wushuang bringing people to find him.

"Then why did you decide to come to me?"

Leng Yan thought about it for a while, and finally asked. Twelve Literary Network

Xiao Ting spread her hands. "I really don't know. I only knew that at that time, the United Sect was already in danger. The sect masters of several sects have been killed. The Wind Sect Master gave an order while dragging the other party. In the end, everyone broke out, and after gathering again, they came here according to the instructions of the Wind Sect Master. As soon as I arrived, I saw that there was a fire in the sky, and the Wind Sect Master, I knew that you were among them at a glance, so I opened my mouth to call you. ”

Leng Yan nodded. "In this case, that is to say, maybe, when, the Rakshasa Ghost Gate will chase back here."

Xiao Ting was shocked. "Wind Sect Master said that the final battle will be fought here. And say that everything depends on you. That's how everyone came. ”

Leng Yan was dumbfounded when he heard this. Rely on yourself, rely on yourself. Feng Wushuang can't do it, he can do it himself. How can it be. I really don't know what Feng Wushuang is thinking.

Leng Yan was about to ask. At this time, someone in the crowd shouted. "Everyone be careful, the people from the Rakshasa Ghost Gate have arrived."

This sentence made the crowd chaotic again. After a battle, many people's confidence was wiped out.

Originally, it was around the humanoid puppet and was strangling, but now it has become a situation surrounded by humanoid puppets and Rakshasa ghost gates.

This change is just too fast. Greatly surprised by all expectations.

Leng Yan quickly came to Feng Wushuang's side. "Daddy, what should I do?"

Feng Wushuang looked at Leng Yan and said solemnly. "Yan'er, all of this depends only on you. The master of the Rakshasa Ghost Gate also seems to be resting on the flames. Although it is different from yours, I always feel that if there is someone who can destroy him, then it is up to you. ”

Leng Yan heard Feng Wushuang say this, although he didn't know where Feng Wushuang's confidence in himself came from, he still nodded.

At this point, we can only fight to the death.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan went directly towards the periphery.

Leng Yan quickly came to the periphery. At this time, the periphery has become the battlefield of Shura. The United Disciples are now completely at a disadvantage. was pressed and beaten by the disciples of the Rakshasa Ghost Sect. People kept falling, and screams came and went.

Leng Yan held the Broken Yu Qiyan Knife in his hand, and without saying a word, he directly joined the battle group.

A pair of snow-white wings behind Leng Yan are unusually conspicuous. White flashes, yellow slashes. Form the brightest point on the battlefield.

The cold flame and flame seven swords are constantly on display. With his own strength, he blocked this section of the Rakshasa Ghost Gate.

With the addition of Leng Yan, the suppressed state has improved significantly.

Driven by Leng Yan, the United Sect began to counterattack. Everyone began to believe that Leng Yan could stop this Rakshasa Ghost Gate.

The rise of cold fire killing, suddenly felt a hint of crisis coming. The fire behind the fire pierced through the clouds and slammed open, and then with a force, the figure just took off.

In the cold heat in the air, this is the time to watch. I saw that where I was just now, a crack went straight into the ground.

Leng Yan snorted lightly. "Rats, what are you capable of sneak attacking?"

Then a voice rang out. "Looks like you're good at escaping. In that case, then let me meet you. ”

Leng Yan looked at the voice at this time, and a young man in his twenties stood tall. Dressed in black. Also in the hand is a long knife. And from the black aura emanating from the body, it can be concluded that it is indeed a kind of fire.

Leng Yan urged the fire to escape through the clouds, and then easily fell beside the young man.

The young man looked at Leng Yan for a moment. A grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It's right, it's right, it seems, this time it's a big deal. Your strength, I will make an exception. Haha......"

When Leng Yan heard this, he rubbed his nose. "Although, I know that there is a kind of exercise that rests on other people's spiritual power to improve oneself, but with you, it is still far away."