Ye Feng followed at the end, and at this time, he also carefully observed the situation above, trying to figure out what was going on. Although the city is not a river of blood at this time, it is indeed a river of mutilation.

Those who can stick to the air are either a few people together, or they are very powerful existences. Ye Feng's team of ten people swept almost everything in front of them, because it was the last action, so the monks in the air had been fighting for half a day, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Because of this, Ye Feng and the others almost completely took the initiative. In an instant, he opened a way and went straight to the direction of the city wall.

Hua Huang and Yao Xian were both at the back of the team, and the old man who took the lead was very reliable, a magic weapon like a fishing rod, every time he swung it, it was like a whip. And every attack will be attached to the lightning attack, which is not strong.

As soon as they walked, the monks fell down cracklingly. At this time, people continued to fly onto the boulders, and the number of monks who fell gradually decreased.

At this time, Yao Xian's flying sword suddenly became larger. "Stand up!"

The green mangs appeared, and the speed increased several times. A huge sword enveloped the crowd. The others also understood what the situation was, and each of them assigned a piece of vitality to replenish Yao Xian.

Although this temporary team is not a tacit understanding, everyone is smart and understands which is more important, and only by uniting together can we maximize the strength of everyone.

With this flying sword, everyone was soon at the edge of the city, and this is now a real battlefield. Seeing this huge flying sword coming, several teams sacrificed magic weapons and hit this side one after another. At this time, Ye Feng's hand flickered, and a bell appeared.

The bell suddenly became larger and transformed into a bronze bell, which was the treasure of Dongyuanmen, the soul bell.

Bell Bell ......

Hong Zhong Da Lu, the bell shook the sky. Except for a few people around them, almost all of them were affected at the first time.

Almost everyone in the vegetable market trembled, felt a strong pressure, and felt that their souls were trembling. Those who were not strong fell from the sky one after another.

Seeing this effect, the rest of the team was very surprised, but they heard Hua Huang's reminder. "What are you waiting for?"

Everyone reacted almost immediately. Sacrifices have been made. Knocks nearby monks into the air. The Soul Bell had a powerful effect at this time. Ye Feng didn't need to attack, he just needed to control this soul bell and let it ring constantly.

While fighting, he flew upward, the Soul Suppression Bell cooperated with everyone's strong combat power, and the people in front saw Ye Feng and the others approaching and retreated, and no one wanted to attack anymore, after all, it didn't do them any good. Everyone's goal is the same, that is, to enter the Huayu Gate, and no one wants to be eliminated here.

Since someone gave way, Ye Feng stopped the bell, and the group of ten people increased their speed a little and went straight to the edge of the boulder.

No one stopped them, and soon, a group of ten people had already come to the top of the boulder, but seeing the situation in front of them really surprised everyone.

There were hundreds of monks who came to the boulder, but only a few were still fighting against a group of black-clad monks. The rest fell to the ground unconscious, having lost their combat effectiveness. But Ye Feng landed his gaze on the stone platform in the center of the living room, and at this time, a young man in a gorgeous robe stood there indifferently, looking at the people who were fighting, without any emotion.

The old man who took the lead in the team gasped when he saw the young man. "I didn't expect him to participate this year!"

The crowd did not rush forward to fight the blackfriars, but stopped to see the situation. Hearing the old man's words, Ye Feng couldn't help but ask, "Senior, who is that person?"

"There is no one on our continent who does not know him. He is a new star of the new generation, but with the strength of the Nine Layers of the Golden Pill Realm, the record of defeating more than a dozen Spirit Infant Realm powerhouses one after another can definitely only be described as terrifying. And this record was ten years ago, and now I don't know what level he has reached. But he is the only one on the stone platform, and there are only two possibilities, one is that he is a disciple of Huayumen. The second possibility is that he has already passed this selection first!"

The big man opened his mouth to remind everyone. "Alright, don't look at anyone else just yet. Let's find out if we're in a good position right now. These black-clothed monks are all disciples of the Black Ink Hall of Huayumen, although they are all in the Spirit Infant Realm, their combat power is very amazing. After all, there are not many people who can enter the Black Ink Hall. I didn't expect them to be an obstacle to this selection!"

The old man smiled: "This level should not be a big problem for us. There is the magic weapon of this little brother. can make the opponent's strength drop by about two percent in an instant. We'll be able to handle it by then. You don't need to hide anything. Everyone must have been preparing for many years, and this time we can't waste any chance. ”

Hua Huang nodded. "This old man is right, let's fight, the people behind will come up, and it will be chaotic. At that time, it will definitely be bloody for the sake of the quota!"

At this point, Hua Huang almost didn't talk nonsense, and directly cast the law of heaven and earth, which made the eyes of the surroundings widen in an instant. And in the colorful clouds in the sky, an old man also made a puzzled voice in surprise. "Huh......"

The disciples around him clasped their fists and asked, "Master, have you found anything?"

"I saw an interesting guy, I didn't expect to be met by our Huayumen!"

"The disciple doesn't understand!"

"Hehe, it's nothing, you'll know when the time comes. You give me an order to send a few more people to surround these people!" The old man pointed in the direction of Ye Feng and the others with a smile on his face.

Although the disciple did not know the master's consciousness, he would never ask too much. The order was given directly. Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng and the others found that several black-clothed disciples had gathered over here. Ye Feng said in a deep voice: "Fight quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome." ”

Everyone did not hesitate, and soon saw the situation clearly. After a scream, Hua Huang's golden crow body flew out directly, turning into a huge ball of fire and heading head-on......

"Samadhi is really shining with a golden body!"

"True fire rage destroys the soul!"

Hua Huang blurted out two mantras, and in an instant, his aura was raised to an extreme, and the ground below was scorched black, which made several strong people behind him cry bitterly. Ye Feng used the Dao pattern to assist everyone, so that they could withstand some heat, and the soul suppression bell suddenly appeared, and the bell rippled......

Dangdangdang......

The old man took the lead, and the fishing rod seemed to turn into a long whip and went straight out, and the fishing line with the current turned into several circles and connected together, heading straight for a black-clothed monk.

The big man who fought with Ye Feng held two knives in his hand, the length of the knives was close to three meters, and the two were very strange to hold in his hand, but that powerful power was probably only suitable for this big man. The long knife waved and made a slight dragon groan, which showed that the quality of these two knives would not be weak.

Everyone sacrificed their most proud magic weapon one after another, raising their combat power to the peak and facing the Huayumen disciples in front of them.

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