Chapter 4207 Young Master Xuance!

"Humph, offended? Then let me see how capable you, the rising stars of the Sky Patrol Clan, are in these years when my ancient demon lineage was forced to hide from the sun!"

The Obsidian Demon King smiled coldly and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from above Wei Wuji's head.

Wei Wuji's expression changed dramatically, and as he retreated violently, the long sword in his hand turned into a streak of sword light, slashing upwards.

boom--

A deafening loud noise came, and Wei Wuji felt an overwhelming force hitting his chest hard. Qi and blood suddenly surged, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

As he flew out upside down, he couldn't help but look upward.

He saw the figure of the Obsidian Demon King already appearing high in the sky, looking down at him coldly.

"Nothing more than that!"

The Obsidian Demon King spoke indifferently, as if the blow just now was just a casual blow to him.

Even though the Obsidian Demon Emperor was injured by Yi Ting in the past and his cultivation level regressed, his rich foundation was not something Wei Wuji could match.

"Go together!"

Wei Wuji knew that he was no match, so he immediately yelled at those A-level shadow guards.

"yes!"

Several people agreed and immediately moved to protect Wei Wuji in the center while attacking the Obsidian Demon King.

For a time, all kinds of brilliance flashed, various laws and powers intertwined, and the battle instantly fell into a white-hot stage.

Below, Young Master Xuance still looked lazy, as if he was not worried about the situation of the battle at all.

As for Elder Heichi and the monks from the ancient demon lineage, they just surrounded everyone in Lingfeng and did not intervene rashly.

With the strength of the Obsidian Demon Emperor, even if one fights against four, it will definitely be more than enough.

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, Jia Wei and the other three didn't really matter to him.

However, Wan Jun can be regarded as his friend in life and death. With his temperament, he will naturally not abandon Wan Jun.

I will find an opportunity soon and take Wanjun to escape from this place.

As long as the news is sent back to the Alliance Headquarters and Yi Ting comes forward in person, everything will be done.

However, the strength of the Obsidian Demon King still surprised Ling Feng.

It is indeed an existence that can save a life in Yi Ting's hands.

Even in a seriously injured state, he still showed the terrifying strength that an immortal strongman should have.

After Wei Wuji and others joined forces, not only could they not get any advantage from him, but they were also restrained in every aspect.

If it weren't for the perfect cooperation of the three shadow guards, I'm afraid they would have been at an absolute disadvantage.

Even so, as time went by, Wei Wuji and others' consumption increased, but the Obsidian Demon Emperor seemed not to be affected at all.

Scaley Abyss Trap Formation!

This must be another effect of the Linyuan Entrapment Formation.

From the beginning to the end, they were constantly disturbed by the trapping formation in the abyss, and their mana consumption was several times faster than in the outside world.

On the other hand, the monks of the ancient demon lineage were not affected at all, and could even extract the evil energy from the chaotic scale death lake to replenish their own demon energy.

"This cannot continue like this. We must find a way to change the situation of the war."

Wei Wuji was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

The Obsidian Demon Emperor's strength has completely exceeded his expectations.

"Senior Obsidian, since you insist on keeping Wan Shengzi, I can only offend you!"

Wei Wuji took a deep breath, and the long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with an even brighter sword light.

In the face of the Obsidian Demon Emperor's powerful strength, Wei Wuji finally used his trump card.

"Demon Slaying Sword! Humph! What a Yi Ting, I actually gave this sword to you."

Burning anger flashed in the eyes of the Obsidian Demon King, and the ominous aura on his body suddenly became more intense.

After the war between the ancient demons, the Xuntian lineage led by the Thunder Clan betrayed their former masters and usurped the position of master.

Then, in order to suppress the ancient demon clan who were loyal to Tiandao, they suppressed them with iron-blooded methods.

The Demon-Slaying Sword was a sword that Yi Ting personally crafted during that period.

This demon-slaying sword has been impregnated with the blood of countless powerful demon clansmen and absorbed countless demon souls. It has a natural suppression on the monks of the ancient demon lineage.

As soon as this sword came out, the monks of the ancient demon lineage became furious.

"Junior, please save your life today!"

The Obsidian Demon King glared at Wei Wuji and shouted loudly, and then, an even more terrifying force emerged crazily from his body.

boom--

There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and a dark light and shadow, mixed with billowing black mist, instantly rushed out of the Obsidian Demon Emperor's body and crashed towards Wei Wuji and others.

It was a black shadow condensed from pure ominous aura. Wherever it passed, the space was violently distorted.

"That's its true form, the Black Soul Nightmare! Never inhale that black mist!"

Wei Wuji shouted loudly, and immediately joined forces with the three shadow guards to set up a defensive light curtain, covering everyone.

However, the power of the black light and shadow far exceeded their expectations.

The defensive light curtain shattered with just one exposure, and Wei Wuji and others were instantly swallowed up by the black shadow.

The next moment, an icy blue shadow rose up and transformed into a war god holding a giant frost sword. It broke through the black fog and slashed out several swords in all directions.

In an instant, the black fog was frozen by the frost, and a violent momentum exploded. Ling Feng, Wan Jun and General Yun Ting were directly pushed back.

"Go! Leave this to us!"

Wei Wuji shouted, and then, Jia Wei, Jia Hai, Yi Si, the three shadow guards rushed out from the frost god of war, and directly killed into the black fog shrouding the Obsidian Demon King.

From the moment they were selected to become shadow guards, their lives were doomed, and they were just tools belonging to Yi Ting.

Mission, above all else.

At this moment, their most important task was to protect Wan Jun and leave safely.

"Your Highness, the Holy Son, retreat quickly!"

Jia Wei shouted, and with a dagger, he turned into countless blood lights and attacked the huge black fog.

"Damn it!"

Wan Jun's eyes were red, and he wanted to rush back to help the other party, but was pressed on the shoulders by two big hands at the same time.

Ling Feng and Yun Ting, one on the left and one on the right, held Wan Jun tightly.

"Brother Wan, don't let down the sacrifices of Brother Wan and several Shadow Guard brothers!" Ling Feng stared at Wan Jun and said in a deep voice: "The Obsidian Demon King is not something we can fight against. We have to get out quickly and inform the Emperor. If the Emperor comes in person, there is still a chance to save Brother Wei and the others!" "Shui Han is right, Wan Jun, don't waste time, retreat quickly!" After saying this, General Yun Ting grabbed Wan Jun and rushed to the black swamp outside the Chaos Scale Dead Swamp. "Still want to run!" Elder Hei Chi's eyes flashed with cold light, and he took a few companions and chased out directly. Several powerful people at the Broken level were trapped here, but as for the remaining Wan Jun, Shui Han and others, they were nothing. They had been in seclusion in the mountains for too long, and probably didn't understand what the two words Shui Han meant. On the other side. Young Master Xuan Ce, who had been standing by and watching, suddenly glanced at Ning Kun and laughed, "Old Ning, why don't you chase them? They are all coming for you!"

Ning Kun glanced at Xuan Ce coldly and said calmly, "It's unnecessary. If they don't escape, how can they attract Yi Ting?"

Xuan Ce's cynical face finally showed a trace of surprise, "You know a lot."

"You have already used me as bait, knowing nothing, waiting to die obediently? From the beginning, wasn't I the abandoned child in your plan?"

Ning Kun slowly took off the ghost mask on his face.

The originally handsome face was already full of scars and shocking wounds.

"Is this the reason why you practiced madly? You have made yourself look like a ghost, and I don't know if your Miss Su still wants you!"

Xuan Ce resumed his playful and smiling appearance and joked.

Ning Kun had long been accustomed to Xuan Ce's mean mouth, and said coldly: "Even if I am just a discarded child, I will prove that my life is only controlled by myself."

After that, he threw the ghost mask aside and said coldly: "Wait until Yi Ting arrives before calling me. Now, I want to continue practicing."

After the voice fell, Ning Kun's figure disappeared on the spot.

Xuan Ce looked at Ning Kun's disappearing back, shrugged, and muttered to himself: "If you can control your own destiny, you will not be called a discarded child. Old Ning, Old Ning, do you know that the harder you practice, the faster you will die..."

As he said, Xuan Ce raised his hand and gently caught a teardrop on his cheek, and continued to mutter to himself: "Damn, after all these years of getting along, have you become soft-hearted?"

...

At the same time, above the black swamp.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

The Black Tooth Elder, with several masters of the ancient demon lineage, quickly caught up with Ling Feng and his group.

Black Tooth's true form is a shadow ghost shark, and it is like a fish in water and a tiger with wings in this chaotic scale death swamp.

Not long after, Ling Feng and the other two were trapped in this black swamp by the Black Tooth elder.

"The ancestor said that this Thunder Tribe Saint must stay."

Black Tooth did not attack directly, but stared at the three trapped people with a sneer, "Leave the Thunder Tribe Saint, as for the two of you, you can get out. Otherwise, you will all die! If the team sent to investigate is wiped out, I think that old bastard Yi Ting will also appear!"

"Eight Steps Thunder!"

However, the voice that responded to Black Tooth was Wan Jun's almost hoarse voice.

Zizizizi!

In an instant, tears flashed, and Wan Jun's figure turned into a thousand feet of thunder and rushed out suddenly.

Black Tooth's eyelids jumped suddenly, revealing a trace of surprise.

"How is it possible? You are clearly at the Moon Wheel Realm..."

Before he finished speaking, lightning had already enveloped Hei Chi. Although Hei Chi was a half-step strongman, in this Chaos Scale Death Swamp, his strength was infinitely close to the first level of Broken.

However, facing Wan Jun's terrifying speed, he was still a little caught off guard.

Every time Wan Jun took a step, Hei Chi could only resist with his strong body.

Moreover, in this black swamp, the Thunder Law also showed its domineering power.

After resisting Wan Jun for a full eight steps, Hei Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn junior!"

Anger surged in Hei Chi's eyes, "It's my turn now!"

However, Wan Jun took the ninth step at the last moment!

"What?

Hei Chi stared at Ling Feng in disbelief, "Isn't it only... eight steps?"

In the midst of his horror, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket, almost as powerful as the Shattering Thunder Tribulation, struck Black Teeth hard.

"You damn thing, you don't have martial ethics!"

boom!

There was a loud noise, and Black Teeth was blown away.

Six of his seven dharma bodies were cut through by Wei Wuji with one sword.

Now, the last remaining path is inevitable.

As the thunder rolled down, Black Teeth's body split into two.

But Wan Jun had no intention of giving up. The Imperial Death Spear appeared in his hand. With a flash of lightning, the spear was thrown out fiercely. With a burst of lightning and thunder, it was about to pierce the head of the black and red elder.

However, at this critical moment, a lazy voice drifted over from afar.

Then, a dark whirlpool appeared in front of Elder Hei Chi, and swallowed up most of the Emperor's Death Spear.

Wan Jun's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to call, and then he was able to take back the imperial weapon.

The person who came was none other than Young Master Xuance!

This Young Master Xuance looks young, but I never expected that he has such strength!

"Tsk, tsk, the Holy Son of the Thunder Clan, I really underestimate you!"

Young Master Xuance narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Jun, as if he wanted to see through him completely.

"Thank you young master for saving me. I was careless for a moment, so..."

Elder Hei Chi also had a hard time saying that if Wei Wuji hadn't broken his Dharma Body before, he wouldn't have ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

"Okay, leave this to me!"

Young Master Xuance said, gently waving his hand towards the black tooth.

"Subordinate...resign!"

Black Teeth glared at Wan Jun across from him, but he could only lead a few subordinates to retreat.

There was no hesitation at all.

What is the identity of this young master Xuance among the descendants of the ancient demon?

Calling the Obsidian Demon Emperor an old ghost, the Obsidian Demon Emperor was not angry at all.

The other strong men of the ancient demon lineage also respected this person with utmost respect.

Judging from his appearance, he should be just a junior.

His cultivation level has not even reached the broken level.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, took a step forward, and stopped in front of Wan Jun and Yun Ting.

"Brother Shuihan, what are you going to do?"

Wan Jun's eyelids twitched and he stared at Ling Feng's back.

"Brother Wan, remember what I just said to you."

Ling Feng did not look back, but slowly drew out the dragon scale blood blade, stared at the young master Xuance, and said calmly: "Your opponent is me!"

Young Master Xuance smiled and didn't say much. He just glanced at the people behind Ling Feng and said, "But your friend doesn't seem to want to leave yet."

"Walk!"

Ling Feng shouted loudly, Wan Jun gritted his teeth, looked deeply at Ling Feng's back, and finally flew back under the pull of Commander Yun Ting.

The young master Xuance had no intention of chasing after him. He just crossed his arms and had a slight smile on his lips.

After their figures completely disappeared, and even their auras completely dissipated, Young Master Xuance suddenly bowed to Ling Feng, "My subordinate Xuance, please see Young Master!"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, but he quickly reacted.

You Shenglin, did you actually tell this secret to this guy in front of you?

However, because of this, Ling Feng was even more curious about Young Master Xuance.

What kind of identity did he have that could make Shenglin trust him so much that he told this person his identity without reservation. (End of chapter)