The battle has just begun.

Many strong people besieged Yechen, and before everyone could join the siege, Li Qiankun, who was the master of the Chiyan Country, was attacked by Yechen's soul vortex with one blow, and was killed by one blow.

At this moment, all the people who rushed over subconsciously shrank their pupils, everyone was a martial master of the Flame Empire, a figure who had lived for hundreds of years, and they were not strangers to each other.

But seeing an old acquaintance die in front of him like this, a deep discomfort surged in everyone's hearts, which was the sad feeling of a rabbit dying and a fox.

A loose cultivator lone ranger, to cultivate to the level of martial arts, has to go through countless life and death trials and adventures, hovering between life and death countless times, with extraordinary luck and one in a hundred million talents, plus superhuman perseverance, can stand out from hundreds of millions of people and reach the current realm.

In the process, there was blood, tears, laughter and crying.

But now, just a face, all the cultivation and efforts of a martial artist were in vain, and they dissipated under the silver spear of the night.

Then, everyone saw that Yechen had his storage ring and magic weapon in his pocket, and all his efforts became Yechen's trophies.

This scene really shocked all the masters, and almost everyone who saw this scene had a touch of shock on their faces, but, those who can cultivate to the realm of Wuzun, every one of them is a person with a firm mind, and they will not retreat easily when they decide something, their cultivation is exchanged for countless lives and deaths, and this time in the battle with Yechen, they have an advantage, in their opinion, it is much safer than those life and death experiences.

"Don't get distracted, kill. Chang Baihui's senior sister Xue Danlang shouted.

Everyone nodded silently and continued to fly towards Yechen, forming a posture of encirclement.

Fighting alone, Li Qiankun died, but at this moment, everyone was close to Yechen almost at the same time, and with the joint efforts of so many people, they were confident that they would hit Yechen hard, and even kill him.

Yechen stood in the void, gasping for breath, the continuous battle just now was very consuming, especially in this magma sea environment, every time the power was consumed, it was more than before.

"This kid should have little strength left, and we can kill him at all costs. The red-bearded old man shouted.

Yechen, who was holding the silver spear, lowered his head, slowly regained his breath, and then stuffed an elixir into his mouth.

Looking at the figures flying from all directions, the corners of Yechen's mouth curled slightly, and he said fiercely: "Since you all want to die, then I will fulfill you." ”

At this moment, Yechen moved again, and the silver light of his body flashed, enveloping Yechen like mercury.

In the distance, after seeing this scene, the leader of the Fire God shouted: "Be careful of his shadow clone, this martial art is very weird and domineering." ”

Sure enough, after the words of the leader of the fire god fell, the light on Yechen's body became brighter and brighter, which was indeed the prelude to the previous release of the shadow clone.

The next moment, countless silver figures flew out and suddenly shot in all directions, and every strong man was able to take good care of it.

However, after looking at Yechen's martial arts, these powerhouses couldn't help but release a thick sarcasm on their faces.

The red-bearded old man snorted coldly: "Use martial arts to fight against so many of us at the same time, Yechen, you're not crazy, are you?"

"Childish, arrogant. Yan Xing, the master of the first sect of Changyan Kingdom, said coldly, the sword in his hand burned with fire, and greeted the flying color phantom.

"The Battle of the Trapped Beasts. The mysterious master with the mask snorted coldly, slapped his palm forward, and the flames swept out, enveloping the silver light that flew out of Yechen's body quickly, and the flames frantically scorched the flying light and shadow.

Hu Ling raised his hands and spun his body, as if dancing, and the flames surrounded his body like a whirlwind, shattering the flying light and shadow.

Everyone exerted their power to strangle the silver phantom that flew in.

The red-bearded man's silver spear ignited a rolling flame, and the spear conjured into countless red shadows, piercing the flying phantom.

Suddenly, the mysterious masked master exclaimed, "What about the body of the night?"

They only cared about killing the silver phantom that flew in, and they all thought about strangling the silver phantom before killing Yechen.

But the place where Yechen was standing was empty, and there was no sign of him at all.

"What's going on?" everyone exclaimed subconsciously, looking around for the night's whereabouts.

The red-bearded strong man said fiercely: "If we can't find him, let's go first to grab the treasure and see how long he can hide?"

In front of the red-bearded strong man, there was a silver welcome that suddenly changed, originally just maintaining the phantom of the chopping action, and when he was about to be strangled by the red-bearded strong man's flame spear, the magic sword in his hand suddenly moved, and collided with the silver spear of the red-bearded strong man.

"Boom!" the loud crash shook the entire space, making it particularly dull.

Everyone also turned their attention in the direction of the strong man with the red beard.

"That's it, Nightchen!" Countless people discovered Nightchen's location.

"Come on, boy, see how powerful your soul attack is. The red-bearded man roared.

Yechen was still made of mercury, covered in silver, looking up at him in front of the red-bearded strong man, the red-bearded strong man looked at Yechen's silver eyes, and then found that in these eyes, there was a blue light emerging.

"Death to me!" The flame spear stirred, stabbing fiercely into Yechen's chest, and in an instant, twelve spear flowers appeared.

Yechen remained motionless, his eyes staring at him, and suddenly, two blue flames burst out of Yechen's eyes, turning into two long lines of fire and surging towards the body of the strong man with red beard.

The red-bearded strong man was alarmed, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on. Immediately, he hurriedly retreated, and as he retreated, the flame spear stirred in an attempt to crush the blue flames released by the night.

The strong man with the red beard retreated quickly, but the two blue lines of fire were faster, and in the blink of an eye, they were mixed with the flame spear.

"What's going on!" the red-bearded man's pupils widened suddenly, and he was horrified to find that his dancing spear could not extinguish the blue flame.

In the blink of an eye, blue flames passed through his spear and then climbed up his body, obviously wrapped in flames, but he felt a chill to his bones.

This flame is extremely cold and cold.

"I'm a powerhouse who cultivates flames, you can't hurt me. The red-bearded man roared, wielding the power of the flames, unleashing red flames that rolled outside his body in an attempt to fight the blue flames.

But soon, the red-bearded man realized that it was all in vain, and the blue flames quickly extinguished his power, and then burned on his body.

"Ahh

Instantly, blue flames enveloped his skull, and the strong, red-bearded man disappeared cleanly except for the storage ring and magic weapon spear, leaving not even ashes behind.

(End of chapter)