d you find me" asked An Bao Xu in terror.To know this place was a temporary relocation house he found, it was about to be demolished and had been vacant for a long time. Normally speaking, no matter...Ye Bufan glanced at him, a sarcastic look in his eyes.

"Old man, you're not young anymore, have you lived for so many years and can't you even show some shame"

For the safety of the fairy world With such a high level, why didn't you do it sooner

Now that we've dealt with the Blood Asura Clan, you guys have the audacity to come here and reap the benefits, acting so righteous and self-assured. I wonder who gave you the guts!

"Sharp teeth and a sharp tongue!"

Feng Wuji let out a furious roar, "Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Do you surrender or not"

"Then I'll give you one last chance, get out of here!"

Let's not even talk about how the Blood Asura clan has been completely erased from the Immortal Realm, leaving no trace of their existence. Even if he were still alive, he wouldn't possibly hand himself over to these four shameless individuals.

"Kid, you're asking for it!"

Jian Wuhun flipped his wrist, a bronze ancient sword appearing in his palm, and directly slashed towards Ye Bufan.

They had been secretly observing him all along, confirming that Ye Bufan's true strength was not strong. The reason he was able to defeat the Blood Asura clan was because of formations and various schemes.

So in their view, as long as they made a sudden attack, the other party wouldn't have time to set up defenses and would inevitably be no match for them.

Jin Meier stood beside Ye Bufan, already prepared for battle. Seeing the opponent draw their sword, the short spear in her hand shot out directly.

Swords and guns clashed, and the two men fell back, ending in a stalemate.

"Let's get to work!"

Feng Wuji had seen Jin Meier and the others make a move before, knowing they were three powerhouses at the peak of the Immortal King level. Compared to them, he was no weaker at all.

If you let Jin Meier and Jian Wuhen fight, it's unknown when they could determine a winner.

Their top priority is to bring the Blood Asura clan back to claim credit, even if they don't have any live corpses.

So, according to his plan, three people would hold back Xuan Yuan Linglong and Situ Dianmo and Jin Meier, leaving one person free to take down Ye Bufan.

The remaining people shared the same idea. At his command, Ling Yanchi and Qiu Changlie charged forward together.

They both pointed directly at Situ Dianmo and Xuanyuan Linglong, while Feng Wuji's immortal Yuan hand directly grabbed towards Ye Bufan.

Get out of here!

Xia Qing let out a furious roar, and with a punch, she met Xian Yuan's giant hand head-on. At the same time, Leng Qingqiu beside her also made her move.

The Lu Xian sword pierced through the sky, carrying a sharp sword glow, aiming straight at Feng Wuji's chest.

The two of them have been cooperating very well recently, but this time they are facing a powerful being at the peak of the Immortal King level. In comparison, their strength is still a bit weaker.

Feng Wuji let out a cold snort, his left hand shot out once more, directly crushing Leng Qingqiu's sword glow to dust.

Then, with a wave of his robe sleeves, an invisible force sent the opponent staggering back.

Xiao Qing's fists collided with Xian Yuan's giant palm. She unleashed three consecutive punches, barely managing to withstand the force, but was sent flying back a hundred meters.

"Kid, I bet nobody can help you this time."

Feng Wuji's face was contorted in rage, he reached out with his hand once more.

"You old geezer, get out of here!"

Just then, a towering figure stood before Ye Bufan, emanating an aura of primal might. With a thunderous punch, he struck out.

The one who came was the Primordial War God, Ironclad. After Ye Bufan dealt with the Blood Asura clan, he sent them a message to gather.

These people came here and happened to see the members of the Four Sides Sword School in action, so they immediately joined the battle.

His punch carried the might of heaven and earth, colliding head-on with Feng Wuji's palm.

Both of them were at the peak of Immortal King, ancient monsters who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Their strength was almost equal, and they both retreated after each punch.

Feng Wuji was shocked to the core. He had originally thought that the opponent only had three Immortal King peak experts, but now another one had appeared out of nowhere

Before he could even react, Mo Kai's iron fist struck him in the back.

At the same peak of the fourth-order War God, with a punch that was like an overwhelming wave, its power was unmatched.

"Uh!"

Feng Wujì had just easily defeated Xiao Qing and Leng Qingqiu, but facing the two Xian Wang peak powerhouses together, he was suddenly flustered.

He hurriedly swung a fist back, but in his haste he couldn't unleash his full strength.

As the War God of the primordial era, Mo Ke's strength was formidable. This punch sent him flying back dozens of meters, landing right in front of Ironclad.

Tief Jia chuckled and kicked him hard in the chest.

This time, Feng Wuji couldn't withstand it any longer. His protective immortal energy was shattered into pieces, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his entire body flew backwards again.

Mo Kai and the other person were well-coordinated, their fists already prepared. They launched three consecutive punches, all landing on Feng Wuji's back.

One punch, two punches, three punches.

When the third punch landed, Feng Wuji exploded into a rain of blood and flesh with a deafening boom.

Tie Jia and Mo Ke's strength was too great, and they suddenly attacked. The opponent was caught off guard, and a peak Immortal King was completely unable to fight back.

Feng Wuji's primordial spirit panicked and surged out, but before he could escape, Leng Qingqiu struck with a sword, shattering his primordial spirit into pieces.

As they clashed, the four powerful figures from the Dark Heavenly Domain also made their move.

The Ghost King and Blood As Smoke charged towards Swordless Trace, while Falling Thunder and Moon Craving attacked Autumn Long-Fierce!

Before Jian Wuhen, the two fought evenly against Jin Meier. Now that two more Immortal Kings have suddenly joined the fray, the peak-level experts are instantly overwhelmed.

They were already shocked to see three peak-level Immortal Kings under Ye Bufan's command. They never dreamed that there would be so many more reinforcements behind them.

In the eyes of those in the Middle Heavenly Domain, the Lower Heavenly Domain was considered a low-level existence. Unexpectedly, there were so many Immortal King peak powerhouses here, their strength was no less than theirs.

Whether shocking or not, it is something that will eventually have to be faced.

He hastily turned back, blocking the Ghost King's devastating Sky-Devouring Claw with a sword, and then punched away the blood-like smoke Blood-Colored Long Whip.

He was no longer able to face Jin Meier behind him after being overwhelmed by the two, and was shot through the left chest with a short gun.

"Ah!"

Jian Wuhen let out a roar of anger, filled with pain and unwillingness.

He was an extremely arrogant man, who had never looked down upon the Lower Realm before. This time, he came down with a superior attitude, but never expected that this place would eventually become his burial ground.

Before he could finish his howl, the Ghost King's second claw came crashing down.

He grabbed his head, crushing it along with his soul.

On the other side, Qiu Changlie and Xuanyuan Linglong were fighting fiercely. But when Lu Hai'ting and Shiyue joined the battle, the situation instantly reversed.

Even Gong Qingxuan, with her formidable strength, had never been able to face three opponents at once, let alone someone as powerful as Qiu Changlie.

Lu Hai's Immortal-Demon Giant Seal slammed heavily into the back of his heart, and then Xuan Yuan Linglong slashed off his head with a sword.

The primordial spirit had just overflowed and was smashed to pieces by a slap from Shi Yue.

On the other side, Ling Yanchi never dreamed that in the blink of an eye, four people would be killed, three of them.

At this moment, he was so scared that his soul almost flew out. He didn't dare to fight against Situ Dianmo anymore, so he immediately turned around and ran away.eart of the shantytown, in front of a makeshift wooden shack about ten square meters in size, stood an old woman with snow-white hair.If you look closely, she may not be that old. It's just that her f...