Chapter 328: Less than 10!
When the guard of the Holy Palace heard this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He could also be sure that the person in front of him was in danger. While talking, the true air in the Holy Palace would suddenly roll out like a wave, turning into an invisible giant fist and suddenly hit the middle-aged man in white--
"Boom!"
The middle-aged man in white never frowned when he saw this spell. A light green sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The sword was in his hand, and a sword flashed. I don't know how many true spirits were cut out in an instant. In an instant, the punch marks like waves suddenly melted after this explosion.
The middle-aged man in white shot out another sword from the air.
A strong sword flashed away at a very fast speed.
This true power is far above the guard of the Xingyu Pavilion.
The guard of the Holy Palace widened his eyes.
His moves were disintegrated in an instant.
The middle-aged man in white just defeated the guard's move with one sword, and then stepped out.
In the blink of an eye, the guard was caught in the hands of a middle-aged man in white and could not move.
"You - you are!" The guard said in shock.
In front of us, it turned out to be a strong man with the strength of law enforcement!
"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man in white said coldly.
"It's dangerous!" The guard tried his best to roar. Even if he died, he would tell the news to the guard who protected Lin Zhimeng before he died.
Sneer.
Starting from the foot of the guard of the Holy Palace of the Forbidden Army, a black flame burned. Where the burning flame passed, the guard's body turned into nothing, so that in the blink of an eye, the guard, who had been caught in his hand by a middle-aged man in white, had disappeared into the air!
Before his death, the guard conveyed the news to all the holy palace monks who protected Lin Zhimeng.
A total of 22 people.
Twenty-two guards of the Holy Palace who protected Lin Zhimeng naturally heard the sound.
"Is it dangerous?"
"What's going on?"
"Doubei is dead!"
All the holy palace monks who protected Lin Zhimeng came quickly.
The guard Doubei is not here, and what is still is the middle-aged man in white.
"Who are you!"
I don't know why all the guards sensed a sense of danger from this middle-aged man.
"Come out."
At this moment, behind the man in white, figures appeared, or did not know where they appeared, falling from the sky. In the blink of an eye, more than 30 people gathered behind the man in white.
Looking at that cultivation, all of them have reached the line of the Holy Palace, and most of them are in the late period of the Holy Palace.
"Lord!"
These people all call the man in white the lord of the house.
All the guards were shocked.
"This is--
"Lord?"
"Someone is coming!"
"Okay, let's begin!" The lord seemed to mutter his own order, "Be sure to take the head of the divine kingdom of Tianbai Emperor!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The guard protecting the Xingyu Pavilion saw this, and his pupils contracted.
"They are going to kill the national teacher!"
"Protect the Master!"
"Protect the Master!"
"It's the invasion of the Snow God Kingdom!"
"It is necessary to protect the master!"
The Holy Palace Xiu from the Snow Kingdom rushed forward one by one, and the battle was imminent.
All the guards know that today's fight is probably a bloody battle that can't be avoided. Moreover, Xingyu Pavilion is in danger. You know, the opponent in front of him is more than 30 holy palace monks, and the middle-aged man in white standing in the front, and the strength of the law enforcers.
These people came to the Heavenly White Emperor God Kingdom. In order to kill the master, is it--
Have you never planned to go back alive?
You should know that it is not so easy to sneak into the Tianbai Emperor's Kingdom, even if you kill Lin Zhimeng and make such a huge noise and want to go back alive again.
The holy palace monks from the Snow Kingdom plan to rush into the Xingyu Pavilion.
And the guards who protected the Xingyu Pavilion also gritted their teeth, waved their hands with real turbulence, storm convolution, all kinds of spells, swords were connected, and the holy palace monks on both sides fought with each other, but it was obvious that the owner of the house had an obvious advantage.
The owner's sword flashed, and the speed of the sword turned into silver light. At the moment when the true air hit, there was a roar. This blow fell, and the guard of the holy palace, who was safe and sound, suddenly fell to the ground, and the breath disappeared completely. It seems that he is dead.
"The three of you, go in with me!" The owner said coldly.
"Yes, Lord!"
Three holy palace monks entered the Xingyu Pavilion together with the owner of the house.
Then, he went to the garden where Ye Xuan and Lin Zhimeng were located.
At the same time, the number of forbidden guards protecting the Xingyu Pavilion is getting smaller and smaller.
......
"Hmm!" Ye Xuan frowned.
one, two, three--
Too much——
More than one, the breath of immortals in the Holy Palace!
This is not the forbidden army that protects Lin Zhimeng. In addition to the forbidden army that protects Lin Zhimeng, there are other breaths, and there is more than one, but more than 20 or 30 breaths of the Holy Palace monks -
This means that there are more than 30 immortals in the Holy Palace.
If Ye Xuan does not have the mind of the old man in black as digestion, his divine cultivation is getting higher and higher. I'm afraid it is definitely impossible to find this situation today.
"More than 50 holy palace monks fought. Someone is going to break into the Xingyu Pavilion. Who is it?" Ye Xuan thought to himself, frowned and did not let go.
What gives him the biggest headache is——
The guard of the forbidden army protecting Lin Zhimeng is almost unbearable.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Zhimeng looked at Ye Xuan's expression and was still as calm as before.
Ye Xuan raised his head and said, "I want to--"
"Hmm!"
At this time, Ye Xuan's body trembled.
A sense of danger suddenly came.
And, more than one!
When breath comes, danger comes.
A sudden attack.
The moment Ye Xuan felt it, he got up in an instant, grabbed Lin Zhimeng, pulled him into his side, and then turned over and flew to the sky. After he escaped, his original position had turned into nothing.
Ye Xuan frowned.
Four people appeared in the garden.
Ye Xuan took a look at the four people. The three people standing behind were all strong men in the late stage of the Holy Palace, and the middle-aged man standing in the front with his hands behind his face frozen gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
This feeling is like the feeling when he met the patriarch of Green Yin in Guyuan.
"Law enforcer!" Ye Xuan muttered to himself.
He could see that the current situation was not very optimistic.
He grabbed the true breath of Lin Zhimeng's body and tightened it a little.
The people who came are naturally the owners and others who broke into the Xingyu Pavilion.
"I actually escaped my blow!" The owner narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Xuan coldly.
Just now he attacked Lin Zhimeng, but Ye Xuan actually noticed it and took Lin Zhimeng at a very fast speed to avoid his blow. It was rare for this kind of thing to appear on a holy palace monk.
"What should we do?" Lin Zhimeng frowned slightly and looked at the four people who suddenly broke into the star field. How can she not guess that she was assassinated.
Moreover, being able to break into the Xingyu Pavilion, representing her guard, is about to be defeated.
"Escape!" Ye Xuan said softly.
"This is not a good way!" Lin Zhimeng said.
"Do you have any other way?" Ye Xuan said.
Compared with the intelligence of his brain, Lin Zhimeng is far above him. If Lin Zhimeng had a way, it would naturally be better.
Lin Zhimeng said, "If there is a better way, I will tell you."
"Doesn't it mean that there's nothing we can do?" Ye Xuan was helpless for a while. There was nothing she could do. Does this woman still think that 'escape' is not a good way?
He had hoped that this woman would give him a better way. But I didn't expect that there was no better way for this woman.
"This is really not a good way, but now, we only have this way!" Lin Zhimeng said.
Ye Xuan nodded.
He did the same.
But——
I don't know if several people in front of me allow it.
"You are sure to escape from these people! I don't think my guard can stand it anymore. Lin Zhimeng frowned slightly and asked with worry on his face.
"How much?" Ye Xuan took a deep breath and immediately said, "It's not enough."
In the face of three monks in the late Holy Palace and a monk of a law enforcer, how could he easily escape?
"Let's start!" The owner said in a cold voice, "This woman must die!"
"Hatch me!"
Ye Xuan took a deep breath.
and then——
"The Field of Sword!"
"Open!"