Chapter 839: Sorry, I'm Late!

Dare to dare to chase and kill Jiang Chen.

Those are all existences with absolute confidence in their own strength, and among these thousands of people, the weakest is also the existence of the five refining realms.

Now......

More than eighty people rushed towards Wu Rong and the three of them at the same time, each with a cold killing intent on their bodies.

Rumble!

As soon as the two sides fought, the overwhelming attacks were like falling comets colliding fiercely, erupting into incomparably terrifying energy fluctuations. Storm of energy, cracks in the void, lay across the void, making this side of the world feel as if they were in the apocalypse.

The heavenly dome cracked, and the aura rioted.

"Xuanwu Tongtian Fist!"

Qi Yonglin was possessed by a tortoise behind him, and he was protected by a set of True Yuan tortoise shells around him, so that he was not afraid of the siege of several people around him.

Fists swung out.

Each fist seemed to turn into a huge black turtle, grinning and rushing towards the other party. The rumbling sound was endless, and this turtle was not afraid of attack, and its defense was invincible, and it crashed into it, smashing several strong people into meat sauce.

Lu Haitang held a blood-colored war knife and slashed out in the air: "The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves!"

Whew!

The blood-colored sword turned into a fluttering leaf in his hand.

The blood-colored deciduous blades in the sky are chaotic, like a maple forest blown by a strong wind.

The patches of maple blades are extremely sharp, and they are devastating wherever they pass. He easily cut through the defenses of a venerable powerhouse, cut off their heads, and made half of the sky red with blood, and in the blink of an eye, there were already the corpses of more than a dozen strong people lying around him.

The most vigorous is Wu Rong.

This person's martial soul is a ball of heavenly fire, and with the martial arts and Xuan soldiers given by Jiang Chen, his combat power has reached its peak!

Now that he has completely refined that Xuan Bing, he has cultivated this set of secret methods to the consummation realm.

He can already exert the Nine Refining and Five Absolute Combat Powers of the Realm!

Rumble!

A dazzling flash of fire burst out of his body, turning the entire area around him into a raging sea of fire.

"Long Yan breathes!"

Wu Rong was like a flame god of war, he opened his mouth and roared, and there was a ball of fire erupting from his mouth, which made the sea of fire boil, and one after another fire dragons rolled in the sea of fire.

Rolled up a venerable man.

Burning Flames!

Killing a venerable and powerful man, the three of them are fighting each other with the idea of death. As they said before, even if they couldn't kill the old man of Jiuyin and the others, as long as they could kill one more person, it would relieve Jiang Chen of a pressure.

"These three guys are not weak!" said the Seven Swords Little Saint with squinted eyes.

The old man of Jiuyin smiled sympathetically: "It's really not weak, then Jiang Chen doesn't know where he got the helper, I've never heard of these three people before." ”

Lianyin City Lord sneered: "It doesn't matter where he came from, just kill him!"

The three of them looked at each other.

The old man of Jiuyin had a cold light in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a sneer, and said, "One by one, see who solves it first?"

"No problem!"

"Play with you!"

The Seven Swords Little Saint and the Lianyin City Lord both nodded.

Whew!Whew!

The three of them turned into streamers at the same time, and when their bodies moved, they pierced the void and appeared in front of Lu Haitang and the three of them in an instant.

The Seven Swords Little Sage's eyes were cold, and the whole person was like a sharp long sword, killing Qi Yonglin: "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Buzz –

The void trembled, and the sword aura soared into the sky.

A sharp sword pierced through the air and flew into the air from his body, this is the true yuan long sword that has been condensed to the extreme and manifested by the true yuan. The dense True Yuan Long Sword was suspended around his body, and the black pressure was pressed together, along with the finger of the Seven Swords Little Sage.

The tens of thousands of Daoist True Yuan long swords rumbled, like a frantically falling star, bursting towards Jiang Chen.

The speed is as fast as lightning, and the momentum is so loud, like thunder.

The rumbling sound is endless.

"Xuanwu Battle Heavenly Fist!"

Qi Yonglin roared angrily, and the Xuan Turtle Martial Spirit behind him raised his head, let out a dull roar, and smashed towards the overwhelming sword with a fist.

Thundered!

The heavens and the earth shook, and pieces of sword light burst away.

"Huh, the power of the fist technique is not bad, but unfortunately, you are going to die after all!" As soon as the palm of the Seven Swords Little Sage was raised, the countless sword rays suddenly vibrated violently, and as the palms of his hands were closed, countless sword rays instantly fused together, turning into a thousand zhang sword light, and slashed towards Qi Yonglin.

"Xuanwu Qingtian!"

Qi Yonglin roared, his hands in a position to support the sky.

On the surface of his body, it condensed into a huge turtle, stepping on the ground on all fours, and holding the sky on its back!

Rumble!

The terrifying sword light crushed down, smashing the huge Xuan Tortoise tortoise shell away, the entire Xuan Tortoise knelt heavily on the ground, its body burst, and Qi Yonglin screamed. Seven orifices spurted blood, and was slashed to the ground by this incomparable sword, unable to move, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The Seven Swords Little Saint looked indifferent, with a touch of confidence and disdain at the corners of his lips: "Vulnerable!"

The Seven Swords Little Sage looked indifferently in the direction of the Old Man of Nine Yin and the City Lord of Lianyin.

The two of them also ended the fight.

Lu Haitang and Wu Rong were almost disabled, and they were thrown to the ground by the two, bleeding nonstop.

"It's too weak!"

"Vulnerable!"

The three of them looked at each other with a bored look on their faces.

The old man of Jiuyin stared at Lu Haitang with a cold gaze, and sneered: "I know that you must have a way to inform Jiang Chen, if you don't want to die, quickly notify him to come out." ”

Lu Haitang's face was covered with blood, he glared at the old man of Jiuyin, snorted coldly, and said, "If you want to use us to deal with Your Highness, you are dreaming!"

"Do you dare to be hard-mouthed?"

The old man of Jiuyin's eyes sank, his fingers moved slightly, and a yin snake made of black gas condensed on his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, that black qi yin shot out suddenly. With a bang, it rushed directly towards Lu Haitang, curling around his hands and feet.

Puff puff!

Lu Haitang shook violently, his hands and feet were like rotting flesh and blood that had been exposed to the sun for many days, and a foul smell hit him, which was disgusting.

He was trembling all over.

The yin snake penetrated into his body with the power of extreme yin, making him feel cold all over his body, as if there were hundreds of millions of ants swimming in the meridians and gnawing at his body. The pain was unbearable, heart-rending, and Lu Haitang's steel teeth were almost crushed.

The blue tendons on his forehead jumped wildly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you kill me, it is impossible for me to betray Your Highness!"

"That's right, swear to protect Your Highness to the death!"

"If you want to kill, you have to listen to your respect, but if you want us to betray Your Highness?"

All three had determined looks on their faces.

Jiang Chen brought their clansmen out of the cage in the Ten Thousand Beast Realm, and they followed Jiang Chen for the rest of their lives, and it was impossible to betray!

The old man of Jiuyin snorted coldly: "I don't know what to do, since that's the case, let's die!"

Airplanes!

A black sword condensed in his hand, and with a cold killing intent, it burst towards Lu Haitang's heart.

Death, coldness, despair and darkness turned into an invisible hand, choking Lu Haitang's throat, making his eyes widen and let out an angry roar: "Even if it is death, don't let me betray Your Highness!"

Swish!

The black sword was about to pierce his heart.

The faces of the old man Jiuyin and the others were all cold and proud.

However......

When the black sword was still a finger away from Lu Haitang's heart, the entire void suddenly froze, the wind stopped, the clouds froze, and everyone's expressions seemed to be frozen instantly. At the same time, a voice containing infinite anger, like a cold demonic sound from the Nine Shadows, resounded between heaven and earth......

"Sorry, I'm late!"

(End of chapter)