Wen Yanhui frowned, not understanding Ye Xuan's intention, and shook hard, trying to break free from Ye Xuan's hands, but he couldn't break free for a while.

Ye Xuan's hands were so powerful that it exceeded his imagination.

"Boy, don't you think it's enough to just hold my fist?"

Wen Yanhui sneered, and the right fist held by Ye Xuan suddenly burst into flames of golden light, and a Xuanyuan cyclone exploded in his right fist and hit Ye Xuan's chest.

Click!

There seemed to be a slight sound of bones breaking.

Ye Xuan still held his right fist tightly, grinned, unmoved.

With this smile, Wen Yanhui felt creepy for no reason. Just as he was about to take action again, a strong sense of crisis suddenly popped up in his mind, and a sharp wind blew up from the back of his head.

What?

Wen Yanhui was startled and didn't even look at it. He quickly turned around and blasted out his left fist.

I saw a purple light and shadow flash by, and Wen Yanhui's left fist instantly fell into the air, and then a purple lightning was hit hard on his face.

Dong!

Sizzle!

Countless lights shine.

When Yan Hui heard that he felt like a mountain of lightning hit his face, his whole face immediately became numb, and he felt dizzy.

"Bad bastard, break it for me!"

Wen Yanhui was so scared that he was so scared that he could not care about anything. A golden Xuanyuan rushed out of his body and swept out like a storm.

boom!

The purple shadow was swept away by him.

His mind was slightly cleared, and suddenly he glanced at a black war god wearing hideous armor, who suddenly landed from the sky.

"Where did this guy get so many helpers?"

Although Wen Yanhui was shocked, he was not panicked. With the rhythm of the seven star rings, a golden rainbow suddenly shot out from the golden and stone martial soul above his head, and directly rushed towards the black figure.

He smiled coldly in his heart. His golden and stone martial soul was masculine and sharp. With the blessing of the seven-star ring, a sudden blow was enough to kill any powerful man of the seventh-level martial king level. Even the eighth-level martial emperor would probably be injured in a hurry.

But the sneer in his heart had not yet fallen, and a scene that shocked him appeared. A black vortex suddenly appeared on the chest of the golden figure, and it absorbed the golden light rainbow in one go.

Then, the black vortex on the black figure's chest swallowed the golden and stone martial soul above his head, and inhaled his golden and stone martial soul into the vortex in one mouthful.

"ah!"

Wen Yanhui was immediately frightened to find that the connection between him and the martial soul disappeared in an instant. At the same time, a severe pain came from his mind. The pain was heart-wrenching, just like the martial soul collapsed, causing him to spasm all over.

What the hell is this?

He was extremely frightened and completely lost the idea of ​​killing Ye Xuan. He just wanted to escape from this place. At this time, a burning flame instantly filled his body.

Hissing!

The flames quickly burned his Xuanyuan, and then spread to his skin, beginning to burn his skin, flesh and blood.

The double pain from his body and soul caused him to collapse completely.

"Get out!"

There was a silent roar in his heart, and he heard Yan Hui break free from Ye Xuan's shackles and was about to escape from this place.

"War Yan Hui."

Suddenly, a cold and harsh shout came. Not far away, Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly turned blue and purple, and an invisible wave of soul power shot out from it, sank into Wen Yanhui's body.

"Divine Eyes-The Eye of the Illusion Forbidden."

The powerful soul power impact made Wen Yanhui's mind confused for a moment.

"not good!"

At this moment, Wen Yanhui had only had such an idea in his mind, and his mind briefly lost consciousness.

puff!

Ye Xuan naturally would not miss this opportunity. The Sword of Judgment in his hand suddenly turned into a stream of light and stabbed Wen Yanhui's head. A flash of lightning, and Wen Yanhui's head instantly exploded into ashes and completely destroyed.

A powerless corpse fell down and gradually turned into ashes under the burning of flames.

Huff!

In the mountains and forests, Ye Xuan was gasping heavily. His clothes were damaged and stained with blood, and he looked very embarrassed, but his eyes were shining like never before.

"I finally killed Wen Yanhui."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged and activated his life martial soul. A rich life force spread out in his body, and his whole body began to heal.

No one knew that his initial battle with Wen Yanhui was at a disadvantage, and from beginning to end, it was all within his plan.

Ye Xuan knew very well that with his current strength, it was impossible to kill the eighth-level martial emperor from Wuliang Mountain head-on.

No matter the divine eyes, endless melting fire, or the martial arts and skills he mastered, he could not allow him to cross a great realm and kill Wen Yanhui.

The only opportunity Ye Xuan could come up with was to use the devouring martial soul to devour Wen Yanhui's martial soul, causing his martial soul to collapse instantly. When his mind was subjected to a strong shock, he would have a thunder attack on him, so he had a chance.

So the first step Ye Xuan had to do was to seduce Wen Yanhui to display his martial soul.

Therefore, he used the Soul Seal Formation to suppress Wen Yanhui, but to make Wen Yanhui urge his martial soul to urge him to produce his martial soul.

It is not enough to just let the other party activate the martial soul. Although the devouring martial soul is powerful, it is easy to be hit by Wen Yanhui when devouring it head-on.

So Ye Xuan took the initiative to fall into a disadvantage, making Wen Yanhui underestimate the enemy, and then at the last moment, he was injured and grabbed the other party, greatly reducing his flexibility.

Finally, Ye Xuan asked the little sable to launch a sneak attack, chaoticing his perception, and finally, the thunder attack that devoured the martial soul.

Sure enough, Wen Yanhui, whose martial soul collapsed, immediately fell into chaos.

At this time, Ye Xuan used endless melting fire and the divine eyes, which completely destroyed Wen Yanhui's consciousness.

By this time, Wen Yanhui had completely fallen into stagnation. Under Ye Xuan's sword, the divine descent disappeared.

Every step here is linked together, which makes Ye Xuan finally kill Wen Yanhui.

As long as there is any problem, his plan will fail this time.

Fortunately, it finally succeeded.

With the nourishment of the martial soul of life, Ye Xuan's injuries quickly healed, and the cracked sternum also healed quickly.

After a while, except for some places where Ye Xuan failed to heal, his entire injury was already healed.

What surprised Ye Xuan was that after absorbing Wen Yanhui's seven-star gold and stone martial soul, his devouring martial soul actually broke through from five stars to six stars. The sixth dark red star ring slowly appeared and finally solidified and formed.

A more terrifying force was transmitted from the devouring martial soul. The black-armored war god transformed into a physical body. There was a black war knife in its hand, which looked majestic and domineering.

Ye Xuan thought, and the black-armored war god suddenly rushed out and slashed the ground with a knife. With a rumbling sound, a huge gully that lasted hundreds of meters long was cut out of the entire rocky ground, and countless rocks turned into powder.

Ye Xuan was surprised that the black-armored war god's full-strength attack was almost no less than himself.

Ye Xuan, who was worried that Su Xiuyi and the others did not think much, put away Wen Yanhui's storage ring and quickly rushed towards the valley with the little sable.

At this moment, Su Xiuyi and others were in a difficult resistance in the valley.

Around them, the void had been completely blocked by a large array. In the formation, a colorful banner could not be rolled up, trapping Su Xiuyi and others tightly.

Liang Yu was high above, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, exerting his soul power, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and standing invincible.

He sneered coldly: "You don't have to resist. No matter how much you resist, you will never be able to avoid the fate of your death. As long as anyone can tell me where your Languang Academy is forbidden, I promise that I will leave him a way out."

Ge Puzi looked cold and said, "You are dreaming."

Liang Yu's face darkened and he said coldly: "You are a stubborn guy, then I'll use you to do it first."

He gently pinched his hand gesture, and suddenly an invisible soul power penetrated Ge Puzi's body into the formation. Ge Puzi's body suddenly suffocated slightly, and the colorful banner rolls rolled around suddenly enveloped him.

At the critical moment, Su Xiuyi shouted coldly, and a stream of light flashed, blocking the attack for Jiuchen, and then saving Ge Puzi's life. Even so, Ge Puzi was still spitting blood in his mouth by the huge shock wave, and his face was pale.

Liang Yu sneered: "Su Xiuyi, you still have the heart to save people now. I want to see how many you can save."

With a sneer, he repeatedly pinched tricks, and a series of soul power immediately penetrated into Jiuchen, Ge Puzi and the others' bodies, and then activated the banner scroll to come to the mat.

Jiuchen and the others were invaded by soul power, their eyes were scattered, and their reactions were immediately slower because their strength was far inferior to Liang Yu. In this way, they were immediately in danger.

Su Xiuyi roared and resisted repeatedly, and was unable to react.

He knew that if he continued like this with his own strength, he would sooner or later be killed by the other party, but at this time, he had no other way and could only resist.

"Dongbosen, Yaocheng, you can find a way to break through the other party's formation. I won't last long."

Su Xiuyi sent a voice anxiously.

Old Dong looked ugly and said anxiously: "This person's soul refining cultivation has reached the seventh level, and he is several times stronger than Old Man Tianyi. I can't find any flaws at all."

Lao Yao also said nervously: "I don't know what level the formation he set up is. He completely hides in the void and can't find any trace. It's impossible to break it with my cultivation."

Old Dong and Old Yao are both masters of the Languang Academy in soul refining and medicine refining. Their cultivation level in formations is also very advanced, but at this moment, facing the formation and soul power attack set up by Liang Yu, they could not find any solution at all.

"Damn it, if this continues, we will die here."

Su Xiuyi's face turned pale and despair appeared in her eyes.

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Chapter completed!