The rain was heavier and longer than expected.

The cold, dense rain crackled against the blades of the chameleon knives and bone broadswords, making a messy soft sound.

When Zhang Zifeng opened his eyes again, his breathing was not as smooth as before.

At this time, Nan Shiyu was holding an umbrella and stood beside Zhang Zifeng at some point.

The wind blew the hem of Nan Shiyu's skirt, revealing her long, slender and white legs.

She frowned slightly, she looked at Zhang Zifeng, and stopped talking, but still decided, "You can leave, there is no need for this." ”

Zhang Zifeng's voice was a little hoarse, "There is no turning back." ”

From a distance, Nan Shiyu could be surprised to hear that Zhang Zifeng's heart was sounding like a war drum at this time.

The ghost knows how terrifying the violent backlash from the Ji family's bloodline is under his seemingly calm face at this time.

But that's not enough, he needs more time.

He wants to activate every cell of the Ji family's bloodline, in order to ascend to the absolute realm in a short time.

At this time, one kilometer away from Zhang Zifeng, Yanjie and the others were guarding here, waiting for the monstrous anger of the human king clan.

It was a crazy battle, but not a single person complained.

Yan Jie, Huangpu Long Xue, Youth, Zeng Xiaoman, Crane!

The expressions of the five of them became somewhat solemn.

At this time, they had already felt a terrifying aura in the distance, and the army was crushing the realm at an alarming speed.

Yan Jie looked at Huangpu Longxue Dao, "You can drag it out as long as you can, after all, how strong the human king Fulong is still unknown." ”

Huangpu Longxue said leisurely, "Don't worry, uncle's life is important, if I really want to fight to the death, I must be the first to evacuate." ”

"It's coming!" Yan Jie smiled slightly.

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a strange blood color from the sky covered the entire forest, rolling over like a huge wave.

I saw that the eighth master of the sword demon bore the brunt of it, coming with a magic sword in his hand.

The momentum just now was emitted by him, and the powerful sword intent almost instantly shattered the towering trees around him.

The stones on the ground were shaking violently.

"The king of people is coming, don't want to die, get out!" The voice of the Sword Demon Eighth Master reverberated between heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and everyone greeted the powerful killing machine, only to feel deafening.

But they didn't retreat, because they needed to help Zhang Zifeng buy more time.

Yan Jie smiled and said, "This Sword Demon Eighth Master is a ruthless character, be careful, Ninth Rank Swordsman Grand Master." ”

At this time, with the appearance of the Eighth Master of the Sword Demon, he suddenly saw several figures coming behind him.

It is also a strong man in the Divine Realm Xiao Zhoutian, who is carrying a white bead curtain sedan chair at this time.

And the character in the white sedan chair is the legendary patriarch of the human king family, the human king Fulong.

As soon as the sedan chair appeared, it immediately gave the five people a strong sense of oppression.

The eighth master of the sword demon immediately made way for the sedan chair, standing with the sword in one hand, and his face was full of awe.

Yan Jie smiled bitterly and took a step forward to say, "Junior Yan Jie, can the predecessor of the human king Fulong be okay?" ”

"Jingle bell!"

The sound of bells came from the sedan chair, and in the thin white bead curtain, I only saw a tall figure, snow-white skin, and a pair of slender jade feet tied with bells.

The red lips were slightly raised, that was disdain for anyone.

I only heard an incomparably young woman's voice coming out, "Immortal Yan, why are you blocking the way of the concubine?" ”

As soon as these words came out, a powerful killing machine suddenly rolled up a powerful storm, tearing his face and shaking Yan Jie to the point of paleness, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

This is pure power.

A look, an expression, and a light warning are enough to shock any opponent.

Huangpu Longxue was slightly stunned, a little surprised and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect to be a girl." ”

Yan Jie hid his fear and smiled, "The junior was ordered to wait here. ”

"On whose orders?" In the sedan chair, the woman's charming and calm voice came out.

"Zhang Zifeng," Yan Jie said.

"Zhang Zifeng?" The human king Fulong's tone was a little weird.

The Eighth Master of the Sword Demon on the side stared at it and said in awe, "It's the kid who forcibly occupied Nan Shiyu." ”

"Oh?!" The human king Fulong smiled and said, "I thought it was someone, did it turn out to be the kid who forcibly robbed my child's daughter-in-law?" ”

"Yanjie, you stand up," the human king Fulong said calmly.

Yan Jie was slightly stunned, a little hesitant.

But he still endured a strong sense of oppression and stepped forward, "Yanjie is here." ”

The human king Fulong said calmly, "What kind of ability does that kid have to order you, a famous Yan immortal in the rivers and lakes." ”

Yan Jie smiled, "It's just a deal." ”

"Really?" The voice of the human king Fulong came out of the sedan chair, "Sometimes the transaction also has to share the weight, do you think your life is worth the so-called transaction between you and him?" ”

Yan Jie smiled, "It's worth it." ”

"Interesting, it looks like you're trying to kill him and stop me?"

There is wind, a wind full of murderous warnings.

Yan Jie's expression froze, his body stood upright, he slowly raised his head and took a deep breath, and said sonorously, "Yes!" ”

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, and the plants around it withered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

I only heard that at this time, the human king Fulong was calm, but he was full of domineering aura, and said, "Xiaoba, I want the heads of these five people." ”

The eyes of the Sword Demon Eighth Master burst out with two bloody lights, and suddenly the magic sword in his hand swung violently, and it had already appeared behind Yan Jie.

That powerful sword intent seemed to be able to open mountains and split stones, and it was ruthless, and slashed at Yan Jie in cold blood.

It's just that at this moment, the boy and Zeng Xiaoman had already moved.

At the moment when the eighth master of the sword demon raised his sword, he had already killed.

The two of them didn't dare to have the slightest reservation, and they both burst out with strong strength and terrifying blood.

The Sword Demon Eighth Master was slightly stunned, and the slashed magic sword turned attack into defense, blocking the two attacks.

"Bloodline?" The Eighth Master of the Sword Demon lost his mind slightly.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

The young man and Zeng Xiaoman stepped on their front feet, their fists were like rainbows, and they suddenly shook the Sword Demon Eighth Master back by half a step.

It's just that they underestimated the strength of this Sword Demon Eighth Master, and they only saw that the full attack of the two was too weak in his eyes, and it was only half a step back.

This is the difference between the Divine Realm and the Dragon Peak.

Even if the strength of the Sword Demon Eighth Master is greatly reduced now, it is not that the two can be compared.

I only saw the Sword Demon Eighth Master snort coldly, and the huge magic sword in his hand shook.

The bloody sword Qi stabbed out violently, approaching the already stunned young man and Zeng Xiaoman.

"Spread out, I'll come!" A lazy voice came out, only to see Huangpu Long Xue already standing behind the two, grabbed the shoulders of the two and threw them out directly.

Suddenly, the flying sword suddenly came, only to see the tattoo on Huangpu Long Xue's body writhing, as if a big net came out of his body, and he actually swallowed up the attack of the Sword Demon Eight Masters.

"What is this?" The Eighth Master of the Sword Demon was slightly stunned, the killing power of the demon sword in his hand was even stronger, and suddenly it was a more powerful sword stab.

In the end, it is Huangpu Longxue, even if his royal body fails, the experience still exists.

Although this sword was strong, he still saw that this sword was flawed at the last moment.

So he moved, and as soon as his figure dodged this sword, the tattoo on his right arm squirmed even more violently, and he immediately grabbed the eighth master of the sword demon.

"Look for death!" The Eighth Master of the Sword Demon snorted coldly, only to see his figure retreat, and the magic sword in his hand suddenly stabbed at Huangpu Long Xue's hand.

But Huangpu Long Xue didn't have any emotion on his face, he was extremely lazy from beginning to end, his dead fish eyes rarely flashed a trace of essence, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile.

I only heard him say leisurely, "You lost, big guy!" ”

The Eighth Master of the Sword Demon's face changed, and he looked directly at the wriggling tattoos on Huangpu Long Xue's body as if they were haunted by evil spirits.