As the deaths and injuries of the disciples of the Imperial Soul Sect became bigger and bigger, Ye Wufeng's whole mood became more and more anxious.

He looked at Wen Shifang and Huangfu who were watching the battle on the sidelines with a gloomy face.

As far as it is concerned, these two people cannot tolerate the indifference of him and his disciples.

So I saw Ye Wufeng's teeth clenched, and traces of blood continued to ooze out.

"Heavenly Dementor!" Ye Wufeng burst into tears.

A majestic energy burst out from his body.

Then the few Black Dragon Guards who surrounded him were instantly shaken away.

After the black dragon guards were shaken away, they immediately fell to the ground.

This picture was extremely keenly noticed by Wen Shifang and the two of them.

For a while, they also realized that the problem was wrong, because fundamentally speaking, even if Ye Wufeng was stronger than that Black Dragon Guard, his strength was limited.

Therefore, even if Ye Wufeng could repel them, it was impossible to defeat these five people at the same time.

Wen Shifang and Huangfu glanced at each other.

"Heavenly Dementors?" Wen Shifang asked suspiciously.

Huangfu carefully observed Ye Wufeng's demeanor, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded helplessly.

"The spirits of these five Black Dragon Guards have been pushed out of their bodies, the Heavenly Soul Dementor is too rebellious, the Black Dragon Guards can't deal with this guy, it's time for you and me to play!"

Wen Shifang nodded, the matter has come to this point, if he returns in vain, if nothing else, the Black Emperor's side is destined to be unable to explain.

After saying this, both of them no longer hesitated, and when they heard Shifang's figure, they appeared in the sky above Chengguan.

Under the coercion of spiritual power, he stepped out, and the huge spiritual footprints hit the city gate like this.

In an instant, the sound shook the sky, and dozens of disciples of the Imperial Soul Sect died again.

Under this successive deaths and injuries, Ye Wufeng had already moved the real fire.

He pinched his hands, and the fluctuations of his spiritual power soared to the limit.

Then I saw him step on the city pass, and the whole person flew up violently.

Ye Wufeng slapped his palm directly at Na Wen Shifang.

At this point, Wen Shifang could not avoid it, but he knew that Ye Wufeng's palm was definitely not so easy to bear.

So he twisted his body and hung upside down, and the two of them palmed each other.

After Ye Wufeng was slapped in the face, the whole person smashed straight towards the city wall.

Hearing Shifang didn't feel very good, and after a palm, his whole body fell straight down, obviously his spirit body was also slapped out of the body.

However, in comparison, Wen Shifang was many times stronger than those Black Dragon Guards.

So he could go back to the flesh on his own.

But this entry and exit is also a painful thing for Wen Shifang.

The only one on Jialan Pass who could resist Wen Shifang and Huangfu Cunxin was Ye Wufeng, so although Wen Shifang lost his combat power for a while, Huangfu Cunxin was still safe and sound.

Seeing that Ye Wufeng was injured, Huangfu was not idle.

He took out an apricot yellow flag from his arms, and the flag was widely embroidered with a flowing cloud dragon pattern.

After Huang Fu pinpointed Ye Wufeng's position, he suddenly threw the apricot yellow flowing cloud flag out.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning were wildly surging, constantly bombarding the city.

The power of this thunder and lightning is extremely powerful, so those disciples of the Imperial Soul Sect have no way to dodge at all.

As time went on, the casualties became bigger and bigger.

After seeing this scene, Ye Wufeng's eyes were red, and he was stimulated by the churning of his qi and blood.

So he raised his head and scolded: "Shameless thief, what tricks are there, you can just go to the old man alone!" Why kill innocents indiscriminately! ”

But Huangfu didn't pay attention to Ye Wufeng's thoughts, he knew Ye Wufeng's heart, so he did this just to force him to comply.

Sure enough, in order to increase the casualties, Ye Wufeng's figure flashed again, attracting the incomparable thunder.

Although Ye Wufeng is powerful, this kind of strength still has a limit after all.

The thunder in the sky is not said to be him, even if he changes Liu Qinghuan, he may not be able to bear it.

The power of this kind of thunder has already exceeded the limit of Huangfu's own strength, so if Ye Wufeng insists on taking this blow, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

How could Ye Wufeng not know the severity of this?

Since this thunder is scattered, as long as he doesn't attract all the thunder, there won't be so many worries and hidden dangers.

But because Huangfu pinched Ye Wufeng's mind to death, he had already expected his approach.

Sure enough, seeing that his disciples had suffered too many casualties, Ye Wufeng let out a long sigh, and then took a step forward, raising his upper hand above his head.

Under his intentional traction, those thunderbolts fell on Ye Wufeng's body one after another.

Because of the need to tow the thunder, it is naturally impossible to defend and resist.

In this way, Ye Wufeng can only use his body to resist.

It's easy to say that there are two thunderbolts, but as soon as there are many thunders, Ye Wufeng is a little difficult to stand up.

I saw that the hairpin on his head was split by the sound, and a long hair floated behind him like this.

As for the original plain robe, it was also torn apart.

The disciples of the Imperial Soul Sect were indignant when they saw that their sect master had already done this in order to protect themselves.

Seeing that Ye Wufeng was about to be unable to support it, suddenly from his left side, a female disciple rushed out, and just blocked Ye Wufeng's body.

After the thunder flickered, silence returned.

Ye Wuxin raised his eyes to see that the female disciple's body had turned into a burst of flying ashes.

The powerful energy in this thunder, even Ye Wuxin could barely parry, so let alone those disciples of his.

After seeing the scene in front of him, Ye Wufeng didn't react for a while, but the second thunderbolt had already smashed down.

At this moment, another monk rushed out from behind Ye Wufeng, blocking the tyrannical blow of the thunder for him.

"Sect Master, let's go!"

The monk's shouts were drowned out by thunder, and another disciple died in front of Ye Wuxin.

Ye Wuxin's eyes widened, and a piece of scarlet blood oozed from his eyes.

At this time, he also knew that if he died in battle, then few people in the entire Imperial Soul Sect would be able to live, because the style of the Heavenly Demon Hall had always been to kill them all.

Therefore, even if they surrender at this time, hundreds of millions of people in this city will inevitably die.

But now that he is allowed to watch his disciples die one by one, this kind of thing is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

After thinking about it, Ye Wufeng still decided to fight to the death, if he was destined to die, then he should die before this group of disciples.

"The disciples of the Imperial Soul Sect listen to the order, as the sect master, even if it is death, I will die before you!"