Ye Xuan didn't reply, in his opinion, it was not necessary at all.

Ye Xuan looked at his body, felt the injury, and considered how to fight next, so as not to recur the injury.

However, what made Ye Xuan's heart move slightly was that when he had just saved Ling'er, he found that his martial arts foundation had been solid.

"Being injured once, actually polishing his martial arts more firmly, can be regarded as a blessing in disguise," Ye Xuan thought in his heart.

He felt that his Martial King Realm Sevenfold Peak Cultivation might advance to the Martial King Realm Eightfold at any time.

Every life-and-death battle is indeed the best cruel way for a martial artist to improve his martial arts.

Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't pay attention to himself, Fang Zhimiao's murderous aura kept rising.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see through the other party, Fang Zhimiao would have already done it.

Just now, one of his arrows was easily broken by the other party, which made Fang Zhimiao suspect that he was not a Martial King Sevenfold cultivator, but a Martial Emperor.

What are you kidding, the Martial King Realm can destroy his arrow?

Of course, if Fang Miaozhi really fights, he is not afraid, as a hunter of the Huangquan Hunting Palace, he has cultivated a lot of killing moves, if he is forced to be in a hurry, he has a killing move at the bottom of the box!

Uncle He's heart tightened slightly, and the light arrow that could frighten him was easily taken by this young man who suddenly appeared, which showed that it was definitely not as simple as superficial cultivation.

And just now he actually used that little girl as a shield. I didn't expect this little beggar to have an older brother whose strength is incomprehensible?

At this time, Miss Zhao and Zhao Lingying suddenly interjected and said, "This son, I apologize to you for what Uncle He did just now, and I can give you some compensation." These two people are the hunters of the Huangquan Hunting Palace, their killing skills are terrifying, I think you seem to have some injuries in your body, why don't we join forces to repel them. ”

Zhao Lingying chose to speak at this time, naturally she had her considerations in it, and being able to cultivate to the Martial Emperor Triple at the age of less than twenty years old could show her identity and talent, and her insight was even more outstanding.

Ever since Ye Xuan first appeared, she had felt Ye Xuan's extraordinary, it was a natural sense of vigilance, which made her dare not act rashly, and it was obvious that if she could win this one together against the two hunters, maybe tonight's crisis would be resolved.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, he had already seen through Zhao Lingying's thoughts, and he also did not answer the words of this family lady.

Instead, he said, "Since you don't want to choose the way to die, then I'll choose it for you." ”

'Blood-Drinking Crazy Knife!' At this moment, a powerful blood-red knife light slashed towards Ye Xuan, Long'er, and Ling'er with an incomparably bloody aura!

This blood qi sword is full of light, and it is that Kwai Mang suddenly exerted his martial arts to cut out.

This sword was made by Kwai Mang's accumulation of strength, and it was the full force of his Martial Emperor Realm in the middle of the quadruple period, and it was blessed with the six-grade sword technique.

This sword was enough to kill any martial artist below the fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, and the huge sword light had not yet been cut, and the fierce and monstrous sword qi had already locked Ye Xuan and the two little girls.

With this knife, the wind howled, the wind and clouds changed, and the sword light slashed through, all of which were blood mist.

"I'll kill you first!" Aoi Mang slashed the knife and said coldly.

"Ahh

Both girls had white faces.

"Kill him!"

The sound of being so cold that it could condense ice appeared, and Fang Zhimiao's ten silver-haired war corpses also jumped up at the same time, and the ferocious and violent corpse qi joined together and rushed straight towards Ye Xuan.

The black-armored martial kings around him widened their eyes, looked at this scene, and whispered in disbelief: "They all attacked him together? How is it possible, how is this possible? Two Yellow Spring hunters who are so strong actually killed him together......

Ye Xuan raised his head slightly, his eyes were calm like water, and a delicate pupil soul appeared in his clear and dark pupils at this moment, the breeze blew, the corners of his clothes fluttered lightly, and Long'er and Ling'er felt a soft force at the same time, covering their bodies in a layer of hazy luminescence.

"Dust arrows, soul shooting!"

The blazing white light had already condensed in Fang Zhimiao's hand, and at this moment, it also turned into a more intense, thicker// long dust light arrow that struck.

It's a long story, in fact, it is only between the lightning and flint, at this moment, the blood-colored sword has already slashed in front of Ye Xuan, his face is calm, his hands are shrouded in the black robe without the intention of lifting, and there is no sign of using martial arts.

Behind him, Ling'er subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, those are two powerful existences, isn't it really looking for death to be so big? Although she feels that this "big brother" is unfathomable, she still can't help beating the drum in her heart, she is still behind him.

However, the powerful blood-colored sword light had already taken the lead, and she wanted to remind her, but it was too late.

So, a scene that the young Ling'er could not forget for the rest of his life happened.

Ye Xuan's eyes and pupils turned slightly, and the space around him twisted slightly.

With a 'bang', in Ye Xuan's gaze, the huge blood-red knife light that slashed in front of him suddenly shattered, turning into wisps of blood qi.

In Ling'er's intently observation, the space around the three of them shook slightly, and black strange cracks appeared, like darts about three inches long.

Ye Xuan's figure stood in the center of the black spatial cracks, his face was calm and indifferent, and suddenly, those cracks were like willow leaf darts, stabbing towards the ten war corpses.

'Huh!' At this time, Fang Zhimiao's arrow also arrived in front of Ye Xuan.

But he still just stood there calmly, letting the light arrow pierce his eyebrows, as if he didn't take it to heart at all. Not at all worried that this arrow would hurt him!

Ling'er's mouth opened slightly, and an inexplicable feeling surged into her heart at this moment.

It seems that at this moment, Ye Xuan's figure grew taller and turned into the master of this heaven and earth.

With a 'bang', the soul shooting light arrow was less than two inches away from Ye Xuan's eyes, and it suddenly seemed to be exhausted, and it also shattered like a blood-colored sword, dissipating into nothingness.

"Whew!!!!" The howls rose and fell with each other, and the silver-haired zombies who pounced were also at this time, and they were frantically shot by the dense space cracks, and in the blink of an eye, four zombies were chopped up, and the other six zombies were also injured.

It's complicated, in fact, everyone only saw the black-robed young man just standing there, but whether it was Fang Zhimiao's soul archery arrow or Kwai Mang's tyrannical sword technique, they all crumbled strangely in front of him, and there were even weird black spikes, which appeared out of thin air and stabbed ten war corpses.

Kwai Mang fell back to his place, looking at Ye Xuan with jealousy in his eyes, and his heart kept sinking.

Fang Zhimiao's face was also extremely pale.

He Bo stood in the distance, saw this scene and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and said with a ghostly expression: "My God, he can not only collapse the soul mind attack, but also collapse the martial arts attack, this, this, how is this possible, is this black-robed young man really a martial king?"

The scene just now, if you were an ordinary martial artist, you might only feel dazzling and shocking, as well as Ye Xuan's unfathomable, the two great martial emperors' powerful attacks were cracked lightly, and they also killed a few silver corpses with terrifying defense at will.

But in Hobo's view, it was no longer unfathomable and indescribable, it was a deep sense of fear.

Fang Zhimiao and Kwai Mang glanced at each other, and suddenly the figures of the two blurred in an instant, turned into two streamers, and shot away towards the outside of the big array.

They ran away without saying a word?

(End of chapter)