readx;? Originally, I was going to wait for the news of the sect master in the same place, after all, where could I get the news of the other party if I chased it like this, but I didn't expect that the sect master would use such a huge hand, and it was actually a dozen martial emperors in the sect, which was something that had never happened in the past. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

You must know that although the Assassins' Guild is not obvious, it is not lost to any family when it comes to the background.

More than a dozen Martial Emperors, this can be equivalent to the strength of the two great families combined, but for the Assassin Guild, it is only half of the strength.

Rushing all the way, looking at Ye Ling in the sea of fire, Yi Tianlu finally took a deep breath.

Although I guessed that the other party did it, when I really saw this kid, I was a little uneasy in my heart.

This is also something that cannot be helped, after all, the aura on the other party is too much.

Demonic! Demon Martial Dual Cultivation! Immortal Body! Many titles have made Ye Ling incarnate into a mythical existence in Zhongzhou.

Following behind Yi Tianlu, many black-clothed people didn't look too surprised, more than a dozen Martial Emperors, no matter how strong Ye Ling was, he couldn't leave safely.

"Yeling, the old man and you are meeting again. Yi Tianlu stepped forward and said.

The sea of fire dissipated, and Ye Ling's body slowly appeared, looking at Yi Tianlu and the others, and then said coldly: "See me, I'm afraid you're here to kill me, I thought you old guy was not bad, but I didn't expect that there was no difference between them." ”

"Presumptuous!" shouted the saint.

Ye Ling's expression was cold, and the killing intent shrouded in, looking at Qi Shengdao: "Whose crotch is exposed, expose you, if you don't want to die, go back." ”

"You..."

Qi Sheng's face turned blue for a while, when had he suffered such an insult, Emperor Wu's momentum skyrocketed, and he immediately leaned down, directly attacking Ye Ling.

Yi Tianlu was taken aback, but he didn't stop it, the two sides were already torn apart, this Ye Ling and the Assassins Guild, I'm afraid they can only survive one of them.

Waving his hand, Yi Tianlu suddenly said loudly: "Everyone, you have seen it, Ye Ling is here, you must not let him go, kill him with me!"

Many of the Martial Emperor's coercion were scattered out, and the people below couldn't help but turn pale.

They had just escaped in the hands of Ye Ling, and they didn't want to die here, so they all killed for a while, vowing to kill all the children of the Assassin Guild.

Looking at the sage who leaned down, the power of the Night Ling Martial Emperor did not have any reservations.

Qi Sheng's face changed, and then he trembled.

As Emperor Wu, she could naturally feel the huge power of this momentum, and her eyes were full of disbelief for a while.

Martial Emperor!

This kid has actually reached the realm of the Martial Emperor!

Not only did Qi Sheng's face change, but even the Yi Tianlu people behind him also gasped.

"Don't leave your hands behind!" Yi Tianlu understood the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly shouted. In the first battle of Zhongzhou, this night Ling used the Martial Emperor to kill the Heavenly Mirror, that is a real magician, and now their group of Martial Emperors is nothing, but the victory is above the number of people, so they must not be left behind.

Ye Ling naturally heard it, and immediately smiled: "What a Yi Tianlu, is there more than people?

In the face of such a shameless assassin guild and others, Ye Ling didn't bother to say anything, and his mental power communicated for a while, and three figures suddenly burst out.

The white jade spirit fox was only level four, and Ye Ling was still more worried, but he asked him to withdraw and use it to protect Meng Yiying.

The little guy and the Shadow Brake Flame Phoenix's bodies flashed with light, and the coercion that was not lost to Ye Ling was impressively presented, directly pressing the air to become thinner.

The vast aura brought by the eighth-level demonic beast was much crazier than Ye Ling, and the two huge bodies, one blue and one red, also rose into the air.

"Winter Dragon!"

"Shadow Brake Flame Phoenix!"

"How is this possible?"

"Eighth-level Demonic Beast, it's Eighth-level Demonic Beast!"

・・・・・

Among the many black-clothed people, there was a burst of exclamations, and they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

Yi Tianlu's heart was also turbulent, facing a Martial Emperor's strength of Ye Ling, they were naturally not afraid in terms of numbers, but what was going on with these two eighth-level demonic beasts, how could they help humans?

Can't figure it out!

Yi Tianlu really couldn't think of a clue, he just felt that his brain had become chaotic, and his heart sank more and more.

Two eighth-level demonic beasts, that is equivalent to the peak of the human martial arts, and even terrifying strength, how can they resist this group of people?

"Elder, please move the sect master, we can't defeat it!" Akatsuki hurriedly stopped and said, if there was only that night ling, he could naturally fight, but there was no hope at all in the current form.

Yi Tianlu pondered, but gritted his teeth and said: "You can't retreat, if you lose today, there won't be many opportunities, kill!"

"But the sect master, that's an eighth-level demonic beast~" Chiyue's face was unusually anxious, but he didn't expect the elder to be so resolute.

"Akatsuki, do you really understand?" Yi Tianlu sighed, and then said: "We are fighting for time, with this Ye Ling's talent and cultivation speed, if we let him go back this time, we Assassin Guild are afraid that we will not have the capital to compete with each other, so blocking the lives of these people, we can't let them leave safely today, as for the sect master, crush the spirit ball, the sect master has his own judgment." ”

"Yes!"

Akatsuki didn't dare to refute, but gradually understood the horror of Yeling.

Yes, they are only blocking time, just a chance to kill this Ye Ling.

Even though more than a dozen people were shocked, they still rushed forward.

The sage at the front scolded secretly, he rushed to the front, and when he saw this eighth-level demonic beast, he had the intention of retreating, and was waiting for Yi Tianlu to give the order to retreat, who knew that he still had to fight, and there was a lot of anger between the panic.

What the hell is this old guy thinking, in the face of the eighth-level demonic beast, the advantage in numbers can still be reflected?

Naturally, he didn't say these words, but his speed slowed down.

Ye Ling saw it clearly, sneered, and asked the two little guys to continue to attack, and he came to the front of the saint head-on.

The power of the law pulled out, and the space began to vibrate.

Pitch-black cracks abounded, and the power of destruction in them made the saint shudder for a while.

Stepping into the realm of the Martial Emperor, Ye Ling had already become handy with the control of the power of the law, and the aura of bullying spread out, directly pressing it down.

The afterimage flickered, the cold sweat on Qi Sheng's forehead was revealed, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the changes in the air, for fear of missing any detail about that Ye Ling.

It's just that in terms of speed, it's too fast, so that Qi Sheng can't see all of Ye Ling's movements clearly.

A burst of killing intent burst out, and the saint subconsciously raised his head, and a phantom flashed in front of him.

The dagger in his hand hurriedly reversed his grip, ignoring Ye Ling's movements, and stabbed it like a spiritual mist.

He is not stupid, and even says that he is a little too smart.

In the face of a martial emperor, the best defense is to attack, not to give the other party a chance to attack him, so that the situation can turn passive into active, otherwise once suppressed, his life will be in danger.

Ignoring the big sword in Ye Ling's hand, the dagger of the saint swirled up like a snake, and came directly to Ye Ling's neck.

The two were close, but the face of the saint became a little unnatural.

What the hell is Ye Ling going to do, isn't he going to resist at such a close distance? But if he goes on like this, won't he succeed.

In normal times, if it was this scene, Qi Sheng would naturally not suspect anything, but the person in front of him was not an ordinary person at all, but the demon Yeling, how could he be easily succeeded by himself.

Fight like Kilkenny cats?

An idea couldn't help but pop up, but Qi Sheng denied it fiercely, just looking at the big sword close to his chest, Qi Sheng only felt cold all over his body.

"Be careful, that's an afterimage, he's behind you!" while the Shadow Tiger came behind him and shouted.

This sentence suddenly made Qi Sheng's face extremely pale, and all the problems were explained.

The dagger still didn't enter Ye Ling's neck, but there was no resistance, and the sage hurriedly turned his body, and a sword light came straight to him.

Although Shadow Tiger reminded him, it was impossible for the Shadow Saint to reflect it, let alone that the other party was still a Martial Emperor.

"Snake Dance!"

With a loud roar, the sage didn't dare to have any reservations, the dagger in his hand turned illusory, and a burst of white light came out of his hand, and the dagger seemed to be given life.

"Bang!"

With a soft groan, the dagger snapped apart and flew downward.

The saint was dumbfounded, and even the eyes of the shadow tiger who came were extremely shocked.

A sword move, to Ye Ling, was just an understatement to stop it, and that dagger was not an ordinary weapon, how could it be shattered all at once?

Ye Ling didn't pay attention to Qi Sheng's thoughts, the Blood Shadow Sword was only subject to some resistance, but it had no effect.

Under the power of destruction, how can a dagger stop him?

"The magic is in the sky!"

Seeing that the saint's expression was distracted, Shadow Tiger hurriedly stepped forward.

Unlike the others who used daggers, Shadow Tiger used a long ink-colored knife.

The oblique blade slashed out a black sword qi, and a hissing sound sounded, and around the sword qi, several souls flew, as if they had walked out of the sword body, and they all rushed towards Ye Ling together.

Ye Ling glanced at it lightly, the direction of the sword blade in his hand still did not waver, and he had already come to the front of the saint.

As for the latter, the pupils suddenly shrank, but in the face of such a strong Ye Ling, the whole body became a little stiff, and it was impossible to dodge at all.

The proud sword skills were ignored by the other party, and the speed was even more vulnerable.

Shadow Tiger's expression changed, could it be that in the face of his sword skills, this Ye Ling could ignore it?