The fiery red sword exuded bursts of terrifying flame power.

Duan Zishan and He Chang held these two long swords in their hands and swept fiercely towards Lan Wen's chest.

"Dangdang!" Lan Wen held the sword in his hand, and collided with the two fiery long swords, and sparks rubbed out on the swords.

Lan Wen's body couldn't help but retreat, and the power of the flames carried on the red long sword actually suppressed Lan Wen.

"Okay, that's all. In the distance, Ning He laughed loudly, seeing hope again.

Secretly, someone whispered: "After all, they are two martial emperors." ”

"Jingle bell. This time, Lan Wen's body retreated again and again, and finally retreated more than a hundred meters.

Duan Zishan shouted: "Solve her at once." ”

"Good!"

"Cangyan Fury Dragon Sword. He Chang shouted loudly, the hurricane formed outside his body blew his long hair and beard, and his eyes were wide open, making his old face look particularly solemn.

The long sword slowly swirled in the void, and the power of the thick flames condensed in the center of the long sword, and then formed a roaring fire dragon and rushed towards Lan Wen.

"The rising sun rises in the east. Duan Zishan's long sword raised a dazzling sun, and the sun seemed to suppress all the light, and then slowly pressed towards Lan Wen.

Before the fire dragon and the rising sun arrived, the intense flame power continued to impact Lan Wen's body.

The two martial arts took all the power condensed on the previous long sword, and pressed towards Lan Wen, in front of the two huge flame powers, Lan Wen was as small as an ant, whether it was the red sun or the fire dragon, the huge body far exceeded Lan Wen's body.

It is a destructive force made purely of flame.

Ning He clenched his fists and said excitedly: "These two old guys, they actually have such hole cards, hahaha, emperor-level martial arts, they secretly refined emperor-level martial arts, if they weren't forced out today, even this son wouldn't know." Now, it's time to end, Yechen, Yechen, you still made a wedding dress for my son. ”

Ning He's face was almost crazy because of his excitement, in his opinion, under such a powerful attack, Lan Wen no longer had a reason to be spared.

At the same time, no one saw that a faint sneer of disdain slowly appeared at the corner of Yechen's mouth.

On Lan Wen's long sword, a silver light slowly lit up, and the light became brighter and brighter, from a little light at the beginning, to a dazzling silver light.

In the face of the massive flaming dragon and the rising sun, the sword finally lit up with a dazzling silver light, as bright as a silver star.

Lan Wen silently raised the sword, the power in her body frantically poured into the long sword, and then slowly raised the long sword.

Sect-level sword skill: Breaking the Yuan Qingtian Slash.

The silver brilliance shone, and a huge silver sword qi flashed from the sword, forming a huge sword with the sky, as if it was supported between heaven and earth, and the powerful power permeated, making the souls of all who saw this sword tremble uncontrollably.

Using the power of the emperor to perform the sect-level martial arts, it is no longer comparable to the Huaguang Liuyun Breaking that was performed by Yechen before, and the power already has the power of the sect-level martial arts.

In front of the two flame powers, the huge silver greatsword slashed down mercilessly, and the roaring dragon turned into sporadic sparks under the silver greatsword, and the rising sun was split in half, and then dissipated in the air on its own.

With an unstoppable power, the silver giant sword slashed down fiercely towards the two Martial Emperor masters whose eyes were wide and their faces were terrified.

This sword, like a devastating sword, destroys everything that stands in its way. No one can describe the amazement of this sword, as if they feel that under this sword, if there are still lives alive, it is really intolerable.

The sword qi slashed across the bodies of the two emperor-level old men, and the two wanted to escape, but under the power of the silver giant sword, escaping became a luxury.

Under the silver light, the expressions of horror and unwillingness on the faces of the two froze, and then they became shattered like glass, and when their bodies were about to be shattered, Lan Wen's sword suddenly turned around and slashed towards the many martial kings in the sky.

The Death Knight had already avoided them at the first time, and all the Martial Kings were amazed by this sword, and there was a brief pause in their thinking, not expecting Lan Wen to suddenly attack them.

Then, the silver sword light swept by, and the heads of the Martial King masters were also shattered.

The little hairball shot frantically at this time, constantly playing with strength, and then froze their heads to prevent blood from flowing out, the blood of the martial king master is of great use to Yechen.

Not to mention the two Martial Emperors in the distance, their bodies were frozen by the small hairball for the first time, and then Red Sun rushed out and carried the bodies of the two back to the Flying Cloud Treasure ship.

After Lan Wen's sword, the dead creatures of Yechen struck one after another to prevent these corpses from falling into the magma.

Ning He watched all this in disbelief, and Lan Wen's sword cut off all his hopes, and his newly raised confidence was completely shattered.

"Damn the night. Ning He clenched his fists and roared in a low voice with a hideous face.

Behind Ning He, countless martial spirit masters who acted as servants looked shocked one by one, and subconsciously retreated to the back.

"Are you calling me?" Behind Ning He, a figure slowly fell, and his body stopped falling three meters from the ground.

By Ning He's side, there are martial spirits escaping.

Yechen took out his bow and arrows and shot them, nailing the martial spirit master to the ground, so that the remaining martial spirits did not dare to escape.

Yechen said lightly: "Escaping before the battle is a capital crime, I will help you execute him, don't thank me." ”

Ning He turned around suddenly, looked at Yechen who appeared above his head viciously, and said sharply: "Yechen, boy, do you know who you are talking to? Do you know what my Ning Gongzi represents in this Yanzhou?"

"Oh, what?" said Yechen lightly.

Ning He smiled fiercely: "It means that only I can kill people, and no one dares to kill me." As the words fell, Ning He suddenly rushed towards Yechen, trying to break through Yechen's blockade and then flee.

While colliding, Ning He kept staring at Yechen's face, guarding against the soul attack that was rumored to be a miraculous skill.

Yechen smiled, taking Ning He's caution in his eyes, and then a soul blade slashed forward?

You want to prevent my soul blade?

It was too fast, invisible and shadowless, Ning He had just felt it, and his soul was slashed by the soul blade, and a sharp pain came from his mind, which slowed all his movements.

Yechen's spear stabbed out and stabbed at Ning He's body.

A fiery red light suddenly rose up, condensing into a transparent light shield in front of Yechen, blocking Yechen's fierce spear.

"What a high-class treasure clothes. Yechen was surprised.

(End of chapter)