The icy aura condensed into a white mist, and suddenly blasted towards the middle-aged man who opened his mouth to scold Xiong Dun for being a beast.

The cold air hit people, and the strength had not yet arrived, and the middle-aged man who was shrouded in power was already pale and trembling all over.

The power of the Martial Emperor, in his opinion, was like a heavenly punishment, he couldn't resist, and he couldn't even resist in his heart.

At this moment, countless people were silent, and everyone's eyes were attracted by this force, for the captives in the square, it was difficult to open their mouths under such tremendous pressure.

A black figure appeared silently, blocking the ground in front of the white mist, and then stretched out a very ordinary-looking palm and gently pinched it in the direction of the mist.

In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the silver power converged in front of the man in black, and with the slight movement of his right hand, the white mist suddenly dissipated in the forward trajectory, and was crushed by the person who suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Yechen was no longer the appearance of a young man, and he wore a hideous mask on his face.

At this moment, Yechen appeared in the air, standing in front of the aliens, blocking all the Terran captives behind them.

The seemingly weak body is so tall in people's hearts at this moment, standing proudly between heaven and earth like a guardian saint.

Countless girls looked up at this figure, their faces full of admiration, and the young girls who were let go by Yechen before looked at all this in disbelief, this young man, he had such great power, and he easily defused the attack of a powerful martial king, which was the strength that they looked up to.

"People from the Empire of Death?" On the other side of Yechen, Xiong Dun smiled coldly after seeing Yechen's power, and did not appear to be panicked, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, as if he was laughing at Yechen's indiscretion.

After a pause, Xiong Dun's dull voice carried a hint of contempt, and said, "It seems that you are the one who killed the Extreme Cold Sect, but I didn't expect you to be so bold and dare to make a move in Lao Tzu's territory." ”

"Whoosh!" In the distance, there was the sound of messy footsteps, and more and more Terran and alien troops were arriving from other parts of the city.

Yechen said to Wang Ziyu: "These people will be handed over to me, and the rest will be handed over to you." ”

These captives released by Wang Ziyu are ready-made combat power, Yechen needs them to resist the attacks of others, and he and the dragon-blooded warriors set their sights on Xiong Dun and the others in front.

"Hahaha, it's really domineering, but I don't know if you have the strength corresponding to your tone. Xiong Dun smiled, and the power of the ice on his body began to suck, slowly spreading towards the night, and the temperature of the entire square suddenly dropped.

Yechen said lightly: "Dare, go to the sky to fight?"

"Oh, are you afraid of killing these slaves?" Xiong Dun laughed, "Lao Tzu is also afraid of breaking these military rations, so you come with me, boy." ”

Xiong Dun's body shot into the sky, Yechen followed, behind him, the dragon-blooded warriors rose from the ground in the Feiyun Treasure Ship, Yechen didn't want to reveal the news that all the dragon-blooded warriors were martial kings.

The masters behind Xiong Dun also rushed to the sky one by one, and only two first-order martial arts masters stood in place with a sneer on their faces, trying to wait for Yechen and them to leave, and then attack Wang Ziyu and kill these human masters on the ground.

Xiong Dun glanced at the dragon-blooded warrior on the flying Yunbao ship behind Yechen, and smiled coldly, he couldn't look down on those ant-like characters at all.

Xiong Dun's body stood in the void, looking at Yechen who was flying up, his right foot stepped down fiercely, and the frost power under his feet condensed into a small iceberg, smashing towards Yechen fiercely.

This iceberg is tougher than the material of a sharp weapon, and heavier than an ordinary mountain.

The masters of the late stage of the Martial Sect already possessed even more powerful and incredible strength, far from being comparable to Ouyang Shang.

On Yechen's right wrist, he was tied with the same life lock, and at this moment, the same life lock emitted an extremely strong silver light, which was forcibly mobilized by Yechen and turned into a force to fight against Xiong Dun.

The power of death on his wrist poured into the silver spear, and Yechen held the gun in one hand, and the silver spear emitted a dazzling brilliance, which obscured the winter sun, turned into a sharp spear, and stabbed out fiercely upwards. The silver power pierced into the iceberg with the silver spear, and countless cracks like spider webs appeared in the indestructible iceberg.

It was as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, the mountains and rivers had shattered, and the huge ice like a small mountain had suddenly shattered, turning into hail particles that fell from the sky and smashed downward.

"The same life lock of the human race!" Xiong Dun's eyes showed a hint of surprise, the same life lock is a unique magic weapon of the human race, which can connect the power of other people, this magic weapon is envied by countless alien races, especially when it is a large group battle, such a magic weapon can exert more powerful power.

Yechen broke through the frost and stood in front of Xiong Dun, staring coldly at Xiong Dun, but under the mask, people couldn't see Yechen's expression.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there are many masters hidden behind you. Xiong Dun's tone was a little surprised, and then he smiled, "Interesting, you can actually exert the power to fight me, but you are just a martial emperor, even if you have such power, you have the ability to use it handily? control it? control it? hehe, even if a three-year-old baby holds a big knife, he thinks he can fight against adults?"

According to common sense, without the perception of the realm of the Martial Sect, even if he has the same strength, he will not be able to exert it handily. Without the perception of this power, it is impossible to be able to exert it handy, after all, it is an external force.

Xiong Dun continued: "Moreover, your Fellowship Lock is only a sect-level magic weapon, which means that the power you can mobilize cannot exceed the sect-level. Hehe, you still have a supreme level of the same life lock, mobilize the power of the supreme, that can form a crushing for Lao Tzu. It's a pity that you're not. ”

The Honorable Rank and Fate Lock, no matter how noble, there will not be many in the entire Terran Empire.

And the venerable level needs to mobilize the power of the venerable, and their help must be strong enough, with the current dragon blood warriors, although the number is enough, but they cannot form the power of the venerable level, that is the real power to destroy the world and the earth, far beyond the martial sect.

After seeing Yechen's power, Xiong Dun's heart was settled.

The battle above had not officially begun, and the battle on the ground was the first to begin, and just as Wang Ziyu was leading the Terran captives to rescue the trapped people with all their might, one of the Martial Sect masters of the Bear Clan suddenly pounced on Wang Ziyu with a thick sneer.

A powerful force erupted at this moment, causing countless people to change color.

"Fairy, be careful. Countless people let out a terrified roar.

(End of chapter)