Chapter 562 Zhao Tian's Arrival

"These three are handed over to me!" Dongfang Haoyuan also took a step forward, and the power belonging to the nine-level martial arts saint in his body suddenly swept away and wrapped three of them.

Feng Taiyuan also knew that the matter was serious. Maybe his millions of troops were really going to fall here and immediately stood up: "Then these two little bastards are mine!"

Long Ziming, Xiang Peng and Nangong Guan are all seven-level martial arts saints. The three can barely deal with one, but there are still two left. At this time, a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Give these two to me!"

Everyone looked sideways and saw Xiang Yang walking over, full of momentum. The powerful pressure was enough to change any person's color, because this is the ninth-level martial arts saint!

Even Feng Taiyuan didn't expect Xiang Yang's cultivation to be promoted to a nine-level martial saint in such a short time. I remember that after he fully recovered, his cultivation was only a six-level martial saint, and in just a few days, his cultivation had reached the nine-level martial arts saint. They are all held in the six or seven martial arts saints. I don't know how many years they have been holding back. , and he went straight over.

"Old man, one fights three, let me teach you the trick!" Hong Lei is also a nine-level martial saint, but he has reached the peak of nine-level martial arts saint, strengthening his cultivation by devouring the blood of living people.

Seeing Hong Lei standing, everyone's faces changed again. They are very clear about Hong Lei's strength. Among them, it is estimated that only Dongfang Haoyuan can fight with him. However, once Dongfang Haoyuan fights, there will be three eight-level martial arts saints. Who will deal with them? The elders behind them are no more than six. Seven-level martial arts saints, even if you play one of them, may not be able to beat them.

For a while, everyone was silent. This nine strange demons simply gave a problem to the people of the seven families.

Hong Lei was not going to give them this opportunity. His whole body was directly swept up, and the huge black gas in his palm was diffused from his body. A hundred feet were shrouded in it. The fierce magic made Dongfang Haoyuan's face change. Then Hong Lei waved out, and the black gas condensed within a hundred feet and flew directly. At the same time, a huge black palm was condensed and directly grasped the latter.

Dongfang Haoyuan did not dare to neglect. The former's cultivation was really terrible, and it had even reached a presence enough to threaten his life. The blue light in his body was diffused, his palms crossed in front of his chest, and the blue light gathered together in front of him. A dozen feet of cyan barrier gathered in front of him. The whole person also flew into the air for fear of the spillover. Arrived in the army behind him.

Suddenly, at this time, the space between the two armies was distorted, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth gradually changed in this distortion. Everyone did not know what had happened. Only Dongfang Haoyuan and Hong Lei saw a golden light flashing, and then the black palm print collapsed directly in mid-air and melted. Make a little stardust dissipate in mid-air.

This hand appeared, and the eight guards who were about to rush up suddenly stopped and stayed in place, looking at mid-air.

The golden light converged, and a slightly thin figure gradually appeared in everyone's eyes. He was dressed in an elegant white gown, his eyebrows were sharp like a sword, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, which was unpredictable. The crowned jade-like face looked a little young, but the momentum all over his body made everyone unpredictable. It seems that the whole world is in his tolerance.

Hong Lei reacted first, and the cold light appeared in his narrow eyes: "Kid, who are you? Do you have to drip this muddy water?"

It was Zhao Tian who came. Hearing the former's words, he couldn't help laughing, while Feng Taiyuan and others directly knelt down as if they had seen the savior, and held their hands: "I'll wait for the Lord!"

Then, the millions of monks half knelt down, held their fists, and their voices resounded through the sky and spread directly to thousands of miles: "Fare to the Holy Lord!"

Zhao Tian came out of the holy land. Naturally, he knew their relationship with the Xuanyuan family, and did not refuse, but waved his sleeves. The aura between heaven and earth seemed to be controlled by him, holding up the seven masters, and then said to the two million monks, "Please rise up, you are all people of the mainland. How can we let The strange demons occupy this pure land. Today, we will eradicate the Yun family, kill the strange demons, and drive them all out!"

"Eradicate the Yun family and kill the demons!"

"Eradicate the Yun family and kill the demons!"

"Eradicate the Yun family and kill the demons!"

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They saw Zhao Tian's amazing sword, and he was the Holy Lord of Xuanyuan, which was close to the existence of the mansion. What he said was the order and could not be disobeyed. It was the purpose of the Xuanyuan family that was deeply in their hearts!

Yun Xianghai's face was also a little unnatural to see this scene. Naturally, he knew what kind of person could be called the Holy Lord of Xuanyuan, but there was a faint retreat in his heart, and even the rest of the old people of the Yun family had this idea one after another.

"Dog Lord, kill me!" Hong Lei felt that the morale of the other party was getting stronger and higher, which was extremely unfavorable to them. He immediately cursed coldly and said to the eight men in black.

Bawei was obviously the dead man of Hong Lei. He would only obey the former's words and immediately flew out, and attacked everyone with the shocking momentum. Suddenly, everyone's faces changed, but they were not afraid to fight, but they saw a golden arc sword spirit suddenly drawn in mid-air and caged all the eight people. In it, before they could react, the sword spirit had been fiercely hit on their chest.

Puff!...

The eight figures flew backward almost at the same time, spewing out several mouthfuls of blood fog, and a deep sword mark appeared on his chest.

One sword defeated eight people without a step, as strong as this!

Everyone was shocked. Millions of huge scenes were silent, and no one dared to say more. After all, they were eight eight-level martial arts saints, which were difficult to find in seven families, but now a young man swept eight people with one sword.

"You.. Your strength, no. It's impossible that all the divine powers on this continent have been occupied by those old guys... You have gained the power of their inheritance!" Hong Lei's cold face was gloomy and undetermined, constantly changing, and finally came up with a more appropriate explanation.

Zhao Tian smiled, his smile was as gentle as the sun, and his palms were raised, and the dazzling golden light rose like the sun. Then he directly covered the former and went far away. However, before leaving, he did not forget to leave a sentence: "Dest the cloud family, kill the demon!"

In an instant, the whole scene was extremely spectacular. Two million monks swept across the Yun family. The Yun family's monks no longer had the heart to fight. Not long after the two armies fought, the army was lax and fled in defeat. Seven monks gathered from all directions, and all the people of the Yun family were destroyed wherever they passed.

Zhao Tian took Hong Lei directly to the pole of the holy city. This is the place where Xuanyuan sealed the three gods and demons in those years, and it is also the place where the Kowloon feudal world is. As long as the array is broken, the alien demons will come out.

"Tell me, how long will it take for them to break the seal?" Zhao Tian's tone is extremely cold, which contains irresistible background.

Hong Lei's whole body was wrapped in him, and even moving a finger was a luxury. His eyes were full of panic. With his own strength, he was a figure calling for wind and rain anywhere on the mainland, but now he has become a prisoner of this young man.

Zhao Tian raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you say it?"

Xuanyuan's sword in his hand trembled, and wisps of compelling sword spirit directly penetrated into the former's mind.

Ah!...

As the sword spirit penetrated in, Hong Lei's whole body made that sad scream, and the blue veins like a dragon broke out on his forehead. He sweated coldly beside his temples, and his mind was in a little trance.

"Sword spirit only tortures your consciousness and won't let you die. You have the right not to say it. I can wait until you want to say it!" Zhao Tian looked at the ferocious appearance of the former and stood aside and said faintly.

Hong Lei's face is gloomy. Every second, he will experience the reincarnation-like pain. The sword spirit destroys not only his consciousness, but also the willpower. Even the strong will is gradually swallowed up under the sword spirit.

Now his life is worse than death. The most painful thing is not from the physical torture, but from the mental, but his body is unable to move. The whole body stands in place, his eyes are full of blood, his face is ferocious, and suddenly horrible.

Zhao Tian is really standing aside and quietly appreciating the performance of the former. Not only is there any intolerance in his heart, but he hates it even more. In his mind, Qiushui's sentence "To be kind to the enemy is cruel to himself. The heart of the strong cannot be kind as a woman, otherwise it is difficult to achieve great things!"

"I said... I said, please.. Please. You put... Pass me!" Hong Lei's spirit finally collapsed. With his nine-level martial soul, how could he be Zhao Tian's sword spirit opponent?

Zhao Tian smiled and ignored it. He still stood aside unrelated and looked at each other coldly.

Hong Lei now wants to die. If he can commit suicide, he will never endure this almost crazy pain, but now he has no such a chance at all.

After half an hour, Hong Lei's eyes, nose and mouth overflowed with blood, and his face seemed to have been severely damaged, which was extremely ugly.

"Please.. Ask.. You, let go.. Pass me!" Hong Lei doesn't have the previous arrogant appearance at this moment. At this moment, he is like a docile kitten, without a trace of temper, and his eyes are full of prayer.

Zhao Tian waved his hand, and a golden sword spirit flew out of the former's heavenly spirit and looked at the former faintly: "Well, let's talk about it!"

"Cough!" Hong Lei coughed up two mouthfuls of blood phlegm, and his face was slightly dark, but he did not dare to be cynicated when he looked at the front: "Three adults, there is still a month to break the array, which will lead us across the whole continent!"