After all, the Nine Emperor Princes had been on the battlefield for a long time, and they reacted extremely quickly, continuously avoiding the dazzling swords, axes, and halberds, and swept the golden spear in their hands, which knocked more than a dozen barbarian sergeants flying.

The barbarian sergeants who dared to force forward were also picked off their horses by the Nine Emperor Princes one by one.

"Nine Emperor Princes, you are the world's heroes, these wastes are naturally not your opponents, let me send you on your last ride!"

With a loud shout, Rol jumped off the black bear's mount, and attacked the Nine Emperor Princes with the Crescent Moon Sword.

"Your Highness......"

Yu Linglong, Wei Shoulei and the others changed their faces greatly, and they wanted to come to the rescue, but they were blocked by the generals who were there to them, and there was no one around the Nine Emperor Princes, facing the attack of Solo Er head-on.

Qi Luo Er is the cultivation of the sixfold peak of the Alchemy Realm, the strongest person in the Beast God Tribe, his combat power is extremely strong, even the combat power of the Nine Emperor Princes is not weak, but after all, it is only the cultivation of the fifth level of the Alchemy Realm, and it cannot compete with Qi Luoer.

The two exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant, and the Nine Emperors were constantly forced to retreat, struggling to resist the rampage of Qi Luoer, but they were shocked by a knife and flew out.

The Nine Emperor Princes fell heavily to the ground, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the golden armor on his body was shattered.

Uror shouted again, and his huge body had already come to the body of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he slashed down again.

Burst......

At the last moment, a figure fell in front of the Nine Emperor Princes, but it was Wang Yun with an elegant face: "Your Highness, run away......"

"Wang Yun ......"

The Nine Emperor Princes looked up to the sky and roared, their hearts and gallbladders splitting.

Wang Yun is the confidant and think tank of the Nine Emperor Princes, and beheading him is equivalent to cutting off one of the arms of the Nine Emperor Princes.

"Yes, there are still people willing to die for you at this time!"

Rol stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the scimitar and sneered.

The Nine Emperor Princes roared, slapped the ground, and stabbed out a shot in the air, exploding "War Dragon Shooting" to the extreme, and the shadow of the gun roared like a dragon and swept towards Qiluoer.

"It's useless, you're too weak!"

Uror snorted coldly, the beast-like aura erupted from the body, the beast flame flashed, condensing the seven-headed demon snake martial soul behind it, and suddenly burst out, and the seven huge heads shot out continuously, smashing the stabbing spear.

The Nine Emperors fought desperately with each other, the barrel of the gun trembled, and the spears stabbed one after another, and the seven huge snake heads kept colliding, but they were still invincible, the attack was defeated, and a huge snake head hit the barrel of his gun, knocking him out again.

In the face of absolute power, the bravery and uselessness used are meaningless.

"I'm afraid this prince is really going to die on the battlefield today!"

The Nine Emperor Princes lay on the yellow sand, feeling extremely tired.

"Get you on your way!"

The seven-headed demon snake swished and approached the Nine Emperor Princes, and the seven huge heads pressed down at the same time, and the huge bloody mouth opened, and it was about to tear his body to pieces

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"Your Highness......"

Yu Linglong's voice was heartbreaking, but she was restrained by the four barbarian generals, but she couldn't do anything, she could only watch as the Nine Emperor Princes were about to die.

At this moment, a flaming sword qi swept down from the sky, bombarding the head of the snake that was suddenly pressed, and the flames were shining, forcing the seven-headed demon snake back.

"It's ...... you"

He looked up and drank.

The Nine Emperor Princes also opened their eyes and looked at the sky, only to see a pair of phoenix wings gliding by, hovering in mid-air, with white hair and black robes, dancing with the wind.

"Xue Ye, it's Xue Ye'......"

The Nine Emperor Princes were overjoyed, but then his expression was gloomy, even if Xue Ye rushed to save him, how could he fight against the 100,000 army of the barbarians alone?

What's more, the first-class masters of the barbarian tribe such as Zhuo Luk and Qi Luo Er are all in the army, and Xue Ye and Zhuo Ruk still have a murderous feud, and the latter will definitely not let him go.

Thinking of this, the Nine Emperor Princes shouted: "Leave us alone, you run away!"

Many barbarian soldiers surrounded him again, and there were dozens of them, and they struck at him with the blades in their hands, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for meritorious service, and no one was willing to give up.

At this moment, sword qi fell from the sky, either cutting off the blades in the hands of the barbarian soldiers, or slitting their throats, and one by one the barbarian soldiers fell to the ground, while two men and a woman appeared beside the Nine Emperor Princes, surrounding him in the middle to protect him.

Xue Ye unfolded the fire feather phoenix wings and turned into a streamer, swooping down from the sky, a pair of phoenix wings as sharp as a high-grade spirit soldier, slashing over the heads of seven huge demon snakes, rubbing out violent sparks.

At the same time, Xue Ye's wings flickered, and he turned into hundreds of flaming feathers, shooting towards Qiluoer.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Uror snorted coldly, and the seven-headed demon snake protected him, and his huge tail swept away, blocking hundreds of feathers of firelight.

Immediately, the seven-headed demon snake counterattacked, either spitting out venom or spitting out beast flames, and the seven heads shot at Xue Ye in mid-air at the same time.

After all, Qi Luo Er is a strong man at the sixfold peak of the Alchemy Realm, even if Xue Ye's current combat power can defeat the five strong people of the Alchemy Realm, he will not be able to match it in the face of Qi Luoer.

But Xue Ye had fire feathers and phoenix wings, and for a while, Luo Er couldn't help him, and he dodged several teleportations in a row, which was to avoid the seven attacks in mid-air.

Just when Xue Ye was playing with ease, an axe mark more than 100 meters long suddenly appeared in the sky, slashing towards him.

Xue Ye's complexion changed slightly, the fire feather phoenix wings buckled inward, blocking in front of him, and the axe marks pressed down by the hard resistance were shot down and staggered to the ground.

At some point, Drok was holding a battle axe, and he had already walked up the high slope with a fierce momentum, shouting: "Get out of the way, I'm going to kill this thief!"

"Drok, it's better for you to show up, kill you

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The war is over!"

Xue Ye said calmly.

"Little thief, you killed my son, this revenge is not shared, the first two times you let you escape is your fate, today I will crush your bones and ashes!"

Zoluk pointed at Xue Ye and scolded.

"yes, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Xue Ye snorted coldly.

"Speak wildly, watch me chop you with an axe!"

Zhuo Luk shouted, the battle axe in his hand had already been cut down, turning into an axe mark more than 100 meters long, and bursting out with the strongest combat power of the Sixfold Consummation Martial Artist of the Alchemy Realm, not to mention that Xue Ye couldn't compete, even the Nine Emperor Princes and others behind him couldn't be spared.

"Xue Ye, run away!"

The Nine Emperor Princes shouted, only to see Xue Ye's face calm and calm.

At the moment when the axe mark fell, a cold ice sword qi swept through the sky, condensing an iceberg in front of Xue Ye's body.

The axe scars fell, leaving a trail on the iceberg, but not even a crack appeared.

Immediately, the axe marks were spread by the cold ice and shattered.

"Where is it sacred?"

Druk's complexion changed dramatically.

The next moment, the scorching sun and clear sky were piled up with dark clouds, and there were snowflakes in the sky.

This is extremely rare in the desert dominated by clear skies, and not only that, but the temperature around them is also dropping rapidly, and some of the barbarian soldiers who are fighting shirtless are trembling passively.

"Kill him, and the battle will be over?"

A fairy-like figure slowly walked and appeared in front of Xue Ye, a woman with silver hair and plain clothes, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her face was like frost.

"Yes, Aunt Lao has made a move!"

Xue Ye said.

"It's just a gesture!"

Shangguan Lian'er stepped lightly on the lotus step, and her watery eyes suddenly condensed with a cold killing intent, staring at Zhuo Luk who was holding a battle axe.

"Your Excellency, do you know that I am the first leader of the barbarians, and do you really want to be the enemy of my barbarian 100,000 male soldiers under one person?"

Zoruk said with a solemn face.

Shangguan Lian'er has a refined temperament, dreamlike and picturesque, and looks incompatible with the bloody battlefield, and every step she takes, a huge iceberg will emerge from the condensed sand, forming a formation that traps Zhuo Luk in the middle.

Drok's complexion changed dramatically, but he found that his feet were rooted and stuck in the frost, unable to move.

The ten icebergs around him condensed, and suddenly they were somewhat fragmented, and countless sharp ice cubes swept towards him.

Drok shouted, wielding his tomahawk to block all the ice that swept in, but his speed grew slower and his movements stiffer and stiffer, as if he had been frozen.

At this moment, Shangguan Lian'er's figure passed by him, and Zhuo Luke completely froze in place, only to see that his heart was pierced by a sword qi, and the whole person stood there like a statue, and then was spread by the frost, completely turning into an ice sculpture.

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