Chapter 129: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts in the Dark (8)

Hearing Ye Se's cold words, Xiao Yuanyuan's hearts were cold from the inside. Although they knew that Ye Serum would definitely have bad intentions when he appeared now, they didn't expect that he would dare to boldly come and kill the Xiao family's current son of the Holy Spirit and the two young masters of the Zhong family!

Zhong Shaoqian immediately urged the talisman in his hand, and countless golden lightsabers flew out of it, spinning around him, Zhong Shaokun, and Xiao Yuanyuan, protecting them in it.

Ye Serum's expression did not change, he looked at the three people in the sword array, still as if he was looking at a dead person, and the cruel smile on his face became more and more hideous.

He took a few steps forward, and as soon as he stepped into the range of the sword array, the golden lightsaber felt it and immediately flew towards him.

I saw that Ye Jing's feet were abnormal and moving, moving rapidly, leaving afterimages in the air, like fish chasing waves, playing with these golden long swords.

And from time to time, he would reach out and smash the nearest lightsaber with his bare hands!

In just a short moment, more than half of the golden lightsabers that were still in the group just now had been removed, and only a few sparse ones remained, still surrounding Zhong Shaoqian and them, protecting the last bit of hope in their hearts, although they knew that as long as Ye Jing wanted to, they might have become dead.

But even so, Zhong Shaoqian did not flinch at all, he still stood at the front, blocking in front of Xiao Yuanyuan and Zhong Shaokun, just like he had done in the past ten years.

It doesn't matter if I'm strong or not, no one can hurt someone I love in front of me unless I step on my corpse.

Looking at Zhong Shaoqian, who was still staring at him with a little fear on his face, Ye Serum laughed, his mood had never been so happy.

What about the descendants of the Zhong family, and what about the sons of the Holy Spirit of the Xiao family? Today, aren't they all trembling in front of me, a branch that is looked down upon? After they are all killed, it will be your turn, Ye Xueyan, Ye Xuehuang, I will ask for ten times more than a thousand times the humiliation you have inflicted on me in the past!

Ye Serum didn't rush to make a move, he just looked at the three people in the sparse sword formation, admiring the fear in the eyes of the three people, as if admiring a peerless work of art.

Zhong Shaoqian's heart has never been so remorseful, he has no intention of martial arts, and his father has never forced him to cultivate, but at this moment, how much he hopes that he can have a deep skill, so that he can protect his lover and brother, even if he dies, at least he can fight for them a glimmer of hope of survival.

He hated himself, hated himself for knowing that he had no strength on this continent and could not survive at all, but he still naively thought that with his own family, he could still live such a willful life.

Zhong Shaoqian clenched his fists, he wanted to fight, for his lover, for his brother, to fight a bloody road.

Facing Ye Serum, whose strength was almost overwhelming for the three of them, Zhong Shaoqian knew that he had no time to hesitate, and if he didn't fight again, I was afraid that even the last little hope would be lost.

He clenched the only two talismans left in his hand, turned around, and said to Zhong Shaokun and Xiao Yuanyuan: "Shaokun, I'll drag him later, you take Yuanyuan to leave first, go home and tell Daddy, I'm sorry for him." After you go back, you must cultivate hard, and don't fall into the prestige of our Zhong family. ”

As he spoke, he pushed Zhong Shaokun with his hand, and with the other hand, he put his meager strength into the talisman, and a large piece of gold began to emerge from the talisman, and then turned into golden meteors and fell to the ground.

The golden light exploded on the ground, and then turned into golden giants, all of them were three meters tall, holding golden weapons, swords, forks, swords, halberds, and almost all eighteen weapons.

This is one of the highest masterpieces of the Zhong family's talisman, the Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun.

The Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun are to store eighteen golden puppets in talismans and summon them when they are used, each of which is enough to compete with a five-rank martial king. If you can properly manipulate this Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun, then even if you are a junior Martial Emperor powerhouse, you will definitely not be able to please him.

It's a pity that Zhong Shaoqian is not among the proper manipulators.

The powerful aura of the Eighteen Guards made Ye Serum on the other side flutter for a moment, he didn't expect Zhong Shaoqing, the waste in his eyes, to have such a means. But Zhong Shaoqian didn't give him time to react, and the Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun were like a pack of hungry wolves, and they had already pounced on Ye Serum.

Ye Jing's feet were like the wind, and he quickly dodged the seven or eight weapons that were slashing at him, and with both hands pointing forward, two black long swords condensed by black mist, as if they were spiritual, shot towards the two Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun.

The two Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun didn't pay any attention to the two black long swords that shot at them, and let the two swords pass through them, while they faithfully carried out Zhong Shaoyan's instructions and killed the person on the other side.

Although the Eighteen Guards of the Sun are perfectly executed for the instructions of the users of the talisman, they are not real humans after all, they are just some energy bodies that have no ability to think, and if the commander cannot properly match his attacks, then their strength is extremely limited.

Like now, eighteen people are crowded together, and only the seven or eight Lieyang Guards in the front row can attack Ye Serum, and the dozen or so in the back can only watch dryly, or the weapons they wield fall on their own heads.

Ye Serum panicked for a while, and after dodging for a few rounds, he discovered the weakness of the Lieyang Guards, the corners of his mouth were back on a cold smile, his hands were constantly grasping in the black mist, and a black long sword appeared in the air, and then formed a complete set of sword formations, brushing towards the Eighteen Guards of the Lieyang.

"Puff puff puff ......." The piercing sound continued to sound, and a long sword passed through the body of the Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun, then turned its head in the air, and rushed towards the Eighteen Guards again.

And the eighteen guards of the Burning Sun, without any defensive movements, still persistently chased after Ye Serum and launched attacks on him, although these attacks did not touch the target at once, they were still persistently executing.

"Whew", finally, Ye Serum's continuous attacks had an effect, and the Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun, which had been penetrated countless times by the black long sword, finally ran out of energy, could not support it, turned into a ball of flames, and disappeared into the air.

After the collapse of the first Eighteen Guards of the Burning Sun, the second, third, and fourth ...... Eighteen guards of the scorching sun were constantly killed, turning into a cloud of flames and disappearing into thin air.