Chapter 917: Two Quarters of an Hour

Looking at the appearance of Sect Master Ye, Fang Yan was obviously stunned, and then seemed to think of something, and quickly glanced into the distance, just to see a vague figure slowly clear, who is that person who is not the head of Qingyun Peak?

However, at this time, the temperament of the head of Qingyun Peak was obviously not very good, not only was his face a little pale, but even his hair was a little messy, and he didn't know if Sect Master Ye's attack was too strong.

It can also be seen from the fact that Sect Master Ye was able to fight with the head of Qingyun Peak and at the same time save an elder under his own sect, he obviously had the upper hand in the battle with the head of Qingyun Peak. But it can also be seen from his willingness to give up the other party to save his subordinates, although he has the upper hand, it is obviously impossible for him to kill the other party, or in other words, it is impossible for him to defeat the other party in a short time.

Otherwise, if he could kill this master, with his hatred for Qingyun Peak, whether he would come to save the elders under his sect is probably really a matter of two words.

As soon as Sect Master Ye's figure emerged, a long howl came out of his mouth.

"Bang bang ......"

Suddenly, the Sect Elders who were fighting with the Qingyun Peak Elders all quickly launched a ferocious attack, and then retreated and returned to his side.

The dialect was a little puzzled, but it didn't say anything.

Soon, the elders of the departed sect all returned to his side. Fang Yan counted, and then his brows wrinkled unconsciously, because he found that there were originally thirteen people who had left the sect, but now there were only eleven people. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Departure Sect had already lost two elders.

Those elders of Qingyun Peak did not foolishly pursue, because in the battle just now, most of them were at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the appearance of this gray-robed old man, their final fate would definitely be very bleak. Not only them, but even the head of the house will at least be seriously injured.

It's not that their strength is not as good as that of the sect, if you talk about fighting alone, who loses and who wins is really a matter of two words. The reason why they are at a disadvantage is entirely because their numbers are almost the same as those of Lizong, and in addition to Lizong, there are also three spirit beasts on Fangyan's side, which makes it impossible for them to devote themselves to the battle at all.

The three-headed spirit beast was very smart, and it didn't directly confront someone like the elders of the sect, but chose to sneak attack. Because only in this way, when the dialect is in trouble, can they get out and rescue as quickly as possible. Just like just now, if it weren't for their timely rescue, even if Fang Yan didn't die, I'm afraid he would have become a waste.

Looking at the few people from the sect who quickly gathered together, the head of Qingyun Peak directly took two steps in mid-air and appeared on the side of the gray-robed old man.

Seeing this, the other elders quickly surrounded him, their expressions slightly calm, and they looked coldly at the attacker opposite.

The distance between the two sides was less than three feet.

"Who the hell are you?" The head of Qingyun Peak glanced at the battle circle of the Flame Leopard King below, and then asked Sect Master Ye with a frown, his tone full of doubts, and he didn't know if he noticed anything.

Sect Master Ye didn't speak, but a somewhat anxious voice came from Fang Yan's ear.

"We must leave in a quarter of an hour, the situation is rapidly reversing, and if there are two more old fellows like this, we will probably be able to leave less than half of them."

Fang Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and his mood instantly became heavy.

A quarter of an hour? How is this possible? He didn't even know where Fang Tingting and the others were locked up now, how could he rescue them in a quarter of an hour?

"Two quarters of an hour at most, no more." Sect Master Ye seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with some embarrassment: "Although most of the elders of Qingyun Peak have gone out to find your whereabouts, their thousand-year-old heritage is here, and in it, I don't know how many old guys who are in retreat have not been dispatched, if they all go out, I'm afraid it will be impossible for all of us to leave." ”

"Sect Master Ye, in two quarters of an hour, there is no way for me to rescue them." Dialect anxiously transmitted.

"In two quarters of an hour, we must leave, and even if you don't go, we will go." Sect Master Ye's tone did not have the slightest discussion, "Among these people, it is nearly half of the strength of the sect, and I can't just lose it here." ”

The dialect fell silent and said no more. Thinking about it, he also knew that it was impossible for this Ye Sect Master to exchange the lives of these elders for Fang Tingting, whom he didn't know or care about at all.

However, in two quarters of an hour, how could he save Fang Tingting?

"It's just a bunch of turtles with shrunken heads." Seeing that Sect Master Ye didn't speak, the gray-robed old man said with a sneer.

"Isn't the power of your Qingyun Peak all over the world? You can look it up. Sect Master Ye ignored the sneer of the gray-robed old man and said lightly, "If you don't want more elders under your sect to return to the Western Heavens, hand them over as soon as possible." ”

"Do you want Qingyunfeng to hand over someone? Do you deserve it too? The sneer on the gray-robed old man's face became a little thicker, "Since you are here, let's all stay." ”

"Boom!"

As soon as the gray-robed old man's voice fell, before he could do anything, there was a very sudden loud sound of shaking the mountains below, and then, a majestic vitality rushed up from below like a hurricane.

The powerful power contained in the hurricane wind actually made these beings shake unconsciously.

Fang Yan squinted slightly, glanced down quickly, and then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the divine soldier had already broken through the energy shield that enveloped it and appeared in the hands of the Flame Leopard King. The voice just now was the divine soldier who broke through the door and set off.

"Stop me." The gray-robed old man's pupils dilated suddenly, his body moved, and he fell down in a hurry.

The face of the head of Qingyun Peak also changed significantly, and he also wanted to fly down.

"Kill!"

But at this moment, Sect Master Ye spat out a cold character from his mouth, and the attack in his hand had already flown towards the master.

A look of anxiety flashed in the master's eyes, but the descending figure was still under control, and he turned around to block Sect Master Ye's attack.

And below, the Flame Leopard King raised the divine weapon in his hand and had already swung it down.

The divine soldier flew out of his hand again, and then grew rapidly, like a flood of water, rushing straight to the three old men not far away.

The three old men quickly gathered together, their palms stretched out at the same time, and an extremely powerful vitality appeared in front of the three of them.

As soon as this vitality was condensed, the powerful vitality turned into by the divine soldier smashed it fiercely.