Chapter 839 How can you hurt my brother?

"You are...the boy from before!"

Ancestor Yandi looked at Ye Qianxing for a long time, and then finally remembered. read

It's not that he can't remember Ye Qianxing, it's mainly because he didn't expect that when he was about to die, the person who saved him would be Ye Qianxing!

"Ancestor Yandi can still remember this junior, I'm really flattered."

Ye Qianxing smiled slightly, and then asked seriously.

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"Ancestor Yandi, how is the situation now?"

"Everyone in the royal family is in Emperor Yan's secret hideout, we must not let them in."

Ancestor Yandi said, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister Huang, please help him treat him. I'll go help Zhou Lang and Silly Diao."

Sister Huang came to Ye Qianxing's side, listened to Ye Qianxing's words, and began to treat the Yan Emperor Ancestor.

Ye Qianxing looked towards Fenkong.

The sword light just now was shot by Zhou Lang.

At this time, Zhou Lang was fighting with Fen Kong, while Sha Diao slaughtered the remaining people.

Although Zhou Lang had just entered the Emperor level for the first time, the killing swordsmanship he had learned had greatly increased his combat effectiveness. He was able to fight evenly with the Giant Elephant King, and now he would not lose quickly against Fenkong.

However, Fenkong has the boost of the Divine Flame Spear, and it is obviously much more difficult for Zhou Lang to fight against him than against the Giant Elephant King.

In comparison, it was much easier for Sha Diao.

His strength has also reached the half-step emperor level. Except for Fen Kong, no one here can compete with him. Even Fen Ying is not capable of this.

"Don't worry, Ancestor Yandi, since we are here, we will not let you get hurt in the slightest. These intruders will stay here forever!"

Ye Qianxing said coldly, and the door to the contract space opened behind him.

Two hundred and five, King Kong and other spiritual pets surged out and rushed towards the group of powerful men from the Xiting Dynasty and Burning Heaven Clan.

Those guys were considered elites among the Xiting Dynasty and Burning Heaven Clan, but in front of Two Hundred and Five, they were no different than ants.

"Damn it, it's only been a few months, how come this guy has become so strong!"

Xihuang's expression changed, and he naturally recognized Ye Qianxing.

Seeing that the elites he had brought collapsed under the charge of Ye Qianxing's spiritual pets, he couldn't hold on for long before collapsing. His expression became worse and worse.

"Xiaoyan, merge!"

Ye Qianxing shouted loudly, and Xiao Yan suddenly turned into a flame and poured into Ye Qianxing's body.

In the awakened state, Ye Qianxing's strength suddenly increased. !

The aura surged instantly, reaching the level of an emperor.

Holding a thunder sword, he rushed towards Fen Kong.

"Hmph, I remember you. You are the most talented disciple in the history of Jiange, right? Why, didn't you teach your senior brother a lesson when he broke his arm? Do you still want to lose something more?"

Fenkong relied on the divine flame gun to quickly suppress Zhou Lang.

He also recognized Zhou Lang, and was very surprised that his strength had improved so quickly. He was indeed the genius of Jiange who could go down in history.

So he had secretly planned in his heart that he must be killed, otherwise if he was given a little more time, he might become a powerful enemy of the Burning Heaven Clan.

Saying so much is actually just to anger Zhou Lang.

Sure enough, his plot succeeded. Zhou Lang became even more violent when he heard Fen Kong say that Brother Jianyi, who was already full of murderous aura because of his broken arm.

"The Tianyao Emperor has paid a sufficient price for that matter. Next, it will be your Burning Heaven Clan. Don't worry, none of you can escape!"

"The Way of Killing Swordsmanship, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Zhou Lang raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, his sword suspended in mid-air, and the sword intent filled with blood-evil aura surged out as if for free, turning into thousands of blood-colored sword auras condensed into substance behind him.

The murderous aura was so strong that it seemed as if half of the space had been turned into a blood prison of Shura.

Because of the killing swordsmanship, all Zhou Lang's fighting methods have changed.

"kill!"

Following Zhou Lang's order, the thousands of blood swords shot towards Fenkong at the same time. From a distance, it looked like a rain of blood.

"As expected, even the master of Jiange Pavilion praised him as the one with the highest talent in swordsmanship in the history of Jiange. His cultivation is only at the emperor level, but his strength makes even me scared. If there is no divine flame spear, facing him This move may have to be avoided.”

Feeling the frightening aura brought by the blood sword all over the sky, Fenkong's face became a little ugly.

"It's a pity that if there is no such thing, with the Divine Flame Spear in hand, even if I am the fifth-level emperor, I can definitely fight!"

"The true fire of Samadhi, burn it for me!"

Uh-huh!

Fenkong held the divine flame gun and pushed it hard, and suddenly a large wave of fire spurted out, sweeping towards the bloody sword that filled the sky.

Every bloody sword was burned to ashes the moment it entered the true fire of Samadhi.

Zhou Lang's eyes were bloodshot at this time. Seeing that Wan Jian Guizong was not working, he launched his ultimate move again.

"The sword and man are one, and my body is like a sword!"

Zhou Lang's voice surrounded the space, and a surging bloody sword energy erupted from his body, rising into the sky.

Uh-huh!

The next moment, Zhou Lang was surrounded by bloody sword energy and rushed towards Fenkong.

It appeared in front of him in an instant.

"drink!"

Fenkong let out a loud roar, and Zhou Lang, who was holding the divine flame gun and merging with the human sword, attacked each other head-on, and a powerful and terrifying wave suddenly erupted.

Fenkong burst back more than ten steps, and finally stuck the divine flame gun heavily on the ground before finally stopping. Zhou Lang was still where he was, but his breath was much weaker.

Obviously, Zhou Lang lost the clash just now.

"Ahem!"

Zhou Lang coughed a few times, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

His eyes also regained clarity.

"You are indeed very strong and talented. If you are given time, it is not a problem to surpass me. Unfortunately, you are too impatient."

"Besides, I will not give you another chance."

Fen Kong looked at Zhou Lang coldly, pointed his spear, and rushed towards Zhou Lang, wanting to know his life with his own hands.

Zhou Lang's face did not change at all when he saw Fen Kong rushing towards him.

He did not even dodge or defend himself, as if he had accepted his fate, and Fen Kong thought so too.

But Zhou Lang's mouth curled up with a sneer.

How could he accept his fate, but with Brother Xing around, why should he be afraid?

When Fen Kong saw the smile on Zhou Lang's face, he had a bad feeling.

But he was still unwilling to give up this good opportunity to kill Zhou Lang easily, so he did not choose to stop.

"My brother, how can you hurt him?"

Just when Fen Kong was about to rush to Zhou Lang, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Fen Kong's heart trembled. He had fought countless times and reacted immediately. He gave up attacking Zhou Lang without thinking and dodged to the side.

It must be said that Fen Kong's combat experience is indeed rich. His subconscious action saved him.

If it was a second later, Jiang Feng's Thunder Sword would have passed through his neck.