Seeing this scene, the companions of the bald envoy couldn't help but let out exclamations one after another, and their eyes looking at Ye Xuan unconsciously carried a hint of fear. Because this bald envoy is the best among them, he has been cultivating for many years and has stepped into the half-step Yuan Wheel, but what did they see just now? The bald envoy was actually slapped away!

What kind of power is contained in that palm, I'm afraid that if it hits them instead, it can slap them to death, right?

All of a sudden, where did many envoys dare to approach Ye Xuan, even Su Yan didn't dare to approach, because they knew that the bald envoy had ended up like this because of his sneak attack on this Ancient Dao Pavilion disciple.

And with a slap that flew away the bald envoy, Ye Xuan didn't look at him at all, and directly fell to Su Yan's side, carefully supporting the latter, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

When did Su Yan feel Ye Xuan's gentle and caring state, he blushed at the moment, and said, "I... I'm fine. He didn't hit me, much... Thanks to your timely shot. ”

"That's good, that's good. Ye Xuan was very happy.

This made Su Yan's eyes light up, and he hurriedly asked with joy, "What's the matter, you're worried about me?"

This time it was Ye Xuan's turn to blush slightly and be speechless, which made Su Yanfang's heart even more joyful, and secretly thought that this nerd was really still secretly in love with him. Wait, I'll let you fall under your pomegranate skirt!

"Die for me!"

Just after Ye Xuan rescued Su Yan, there was a sudden burst of shouting in the sky, and then I saw that the purple-clothed god who was entangled with Feng Qingmei shook his whole body, and wisps of black qi gushed out wildly, quickly wrapping around his palm.

The next moment, the purple-clothed god slapped out a palm, and the majestic power of Haohan surged away, directly approaching Feng Qingmei's head.

This blow was too fast, and the wind was clear and unavoidable, so he had to swing his hands and make a palm gesture to confront him head-on. It's just that the confrontation of positive forces is not her strong point at all, and she is a woman, and her natural strength is weak, so the result of such a confrontation is that she was shocked out, and her whole body was shocked a lot.

"Haha, disciple of the Ancient Dao Pavilion, but Er'er!"

Seeing this, the purple-clothed god will laugh proudly, and will not miss the opportunity, take advantage of the victory to pursue and continue to attack Feng Qingmei!

"Ghost Claw!"

The purple-clothed god will break off with a shout, the black light on his hands is on defense, and one claw is really like a ghost claw, and the space is torn into three gaps everywhere he passes, which cannot be healed for a long time.

And Feng Qingmei was already at a disadvantage, and at this moment, being chased by the victory could not gather counterattack means, so she had to instinctively summon a lot of source power to protect her body. However, when that claw was caught, the source force protection shrouded around her body was directly torn apart, and it couldn't play the slightest defensive role!

The next moment, a claw fell, fortunately at the critical moment, Feng Qingmei dodged in time, but even so, there were still three blood marks on Feng Qingmei's shoulder, which exploded away. And faintly, these three blood marks have penetrated deep into the bones, which shows how dangerous the power of this claw is.

But just as the wind was clear and dangerous, avoiding the attack, in the process of retreating, there was a purple-clothed god general behind her again. And the purple-clothed god flickered the white light in his hand, diffusing a cold and piercing sinister meaning.

"Hey, hey... Die!"

At this moment, Feng Qingmei really couldn't do any defensive means, and at this time there was only one thought in her heart, could it be that she was really going to die?

At this time, it seems that no one can help her.

However, just when the purple-clothed god landed Bai Sensen's ghost claws directly in Feng Qingmei's back heart, a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears, so abrupt that he retracted his claws and gave up this good opportunity to obliterate Feng Qingmei.

And after he retreated, Feng Qingmei's delicate body was embraced by a thin embrace, which made Feng Qingmei's originally desperate heart suddenly shine again, and her beautiful eyes subconsciously looked closely at the man holding her.

He is... Ye Xuan!

"Is that you?"

The purple-clothed divine general also saw Ye Xuan's face clearly, and immediately showed an angry expression, because this kid was clearly only a half-step Yuan Wheel cultivation, and he was actually frightened away by his previous laughter, what a shame it was!

"Hey, God will recognize me?"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan smiled indifferently, and didn't seem to take the other party in his eyes at all. This made the purple-clothed god general furious, and shouted, "Damn ants, you don't know how to live or die so much, then let the god general clean you up!"

"Black Flame Seal!"

The purple-clothed god couldn't help but say, urging the black qi around him, and the big seal that conjured up a burning black flame came towards Ye Xuanzhen. In the eyes of the purple-clothed divine general, his seal was enough to kill the other party, after all, he was a cultivator of a one-step Yuan Wheel, and this disciple of the Ancient Dao Pavilion was only a half-step Yuan Wheel.

And what surprised the purple-clothed god general even more was that this ancient Dao Pavilion disciple did not dodge his attack in the face of his own attack, but seemed to want to meet it head-on.

"Hahaha...!What a fool who can't help himself, and he actually wants to confront me head-on?"

"Ye Xuan, don't!"

At the same moment, Su Yan hurriedly shouted, in her opinion, no matter how strong Ye Xuan is, he is only a half-step Yuan Wheel cultivation, and that purple-clothed god general is a real one-step Yuan Wheel, how can Ye Xuan be his opponent!

It was just that Su Yan shouted, but Ye Xuan seemed to have never heard of it, and he took off into the air, pinched out a palm and slammed it towards the big seal that was burning with black flames.

"Boom...!"

At this moment, the roar was earth-shattering.

It attracted almost everyone's attention, and countless eyes were all shrouded in the center of the confrontation. And that result shocked countless people, because they were shocked to find that the two of them seemed to be on par with each other. Just this, how is it possible!

It is clear that one is a half-step Yuan Wheel cultivation, and the other is a one-turn Yuan Wheel, how can the two be comparable?

"Leaf... Ye Xuan?"

Feng Qingmei looked at the figure that proudly confronted the purple-clothed god general, and her heart turned into turbulent waves. He... He is clearly only a half-step Yuan Wheel cultivator, how can he be on par with the purple-clothed god general? You know, even you don't have much confidence in this.

"Boom...!"

The huge explosion roared again, and this time the bodies of Ye Xuan and the purple-clothed divine general finally staggered. At this moment, the purple-clothed general's face was also full of surprise, he couldn't believe it, he... The blow that he was full of confidence actually made this half-step Yuan Wheel Ancient Dao Pavilion disciple block it, and the other party didn't seem to be injured at all?

This situation made the purple-clothed god general feel shocked, and at the same time, he became extremely dignified.