Chapter 273 Blood Sun Palace·The Final Battle (Part 1)

"We're over."

Yang Fan was calm and calm, and told Hu Fei and Butterfly Lotus beside him.

Hu Fei and Die Lian were infected by his calmness and confidence, and they also felt a sense of excitement in their hearts.

Swallowing!

The three of them flew quickly towards the direction of the teleportation light gate.

At this moment, the five people in the Foundation Establishment Stage confronting Zhuo Jing: Li Hongfei, Meng Xuan, the fourth blood demon, the ghost-eyed man, Hong Gang and others were also lit up.

Perhaps, with so many foundation-building stages joining forces... the high-level is not invincible.

"Yang Yaoshi, you are here just in time. Let's work together to deal with him. How can we let others get the treasures we have obtained through hardships in the secret realm?"

Li Hongfei, one of the three rookies, cast a frank and cooperative look at Yang Fan.

Through the thrilling battle just now, Yang Fan "consecrated the pure world flame" defeated Chu Yunfei in an instant, and even deprived the opponent of his twenty years of life. His strength was at least at the level of the three rookies, and even above that.

Moreover, Hu Fei next to Yang Fan is not an easy person, and his strength is not weaker than the three rookies.

In this way, the combination of Li Hongfei, Yang Fan, Hu Fei, and these three people will have the power to fight even when facing Zhuo Jing, who is just entering the advanced level.

"Okay." Yang Fan nodded, glanced at the remaining people on the field, and said lightly: "You are all elites in the foundation-building period of Yuyang Kingdom, and even standing at the commanding heights of the same level. If we can join forces without reservation, the high-level level will not be invincible."

The foundation-building cultivators, including the Blood Demon Elder IV, developed an unprecedented belief in their hearts.

Even at the advanced level, you have to compete with it!

"Hahaha... it's really ridiculous." Zhuo Jing raised his head and laughed: "All the high-level ones are all ants. At most, you are a little stronger than ordinary ants. What qualifications are there to compete with me? Listen to Zhuo's kind advice, put down the storage bag, and I will save your life."

After saying that, a shocking force overwhelmed the whole audience, like a huge rock falling from the sky, unmatched or shaking, and even the consciousness of confrontation could not arise.

In an instant, most of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators on the field had their qi and blood churning, their faces turned blue and white, and their fighting intentions were suddenly weakened a few points.

Only Yang Fan, Hu Fei and Li Hongfei were able to maintain basic calmness.

"Hmph, you are a cultivator who has just entered the advanced level of Golden Pill. Your cultivation level has not been consolidated yet, and you have not even fully refined your magic weapon. Your strength is only half that of the higher level of ordinary Golden Pill at most."

Li Hongfei said with a mocking look on his face: "Zhuo Jing, do you really think it can scare us?"

Yang Fan also smiled softly: "Haha, when you advanced to the advanced level, Wushuang's martial arts fanatic probably had a fight with you. Yang didn't believe you can be at all."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Jing's expression changed uncontrollably, and he was obviously hit by the two of them.

After hearing this, a few more hope appeared in the eyes of the other monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Okay, then you guys come here and give it a try!"

Zhuo Jing's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stood there motionless.

"Everyone come together!"

Li Hongfei's passionate and fighting voice rang out the audience, and his body flashed towards Zhuo Jing like a ghost. The crystal short blade of the top spiritual weapon in his hand drew a chaotic green phantom of virtuality and reality.

Swallows!

A violent green blade with uncertainty and powerful sound of breaking through the air was facing Zhuo Jing.

Yang Fan was the second to take action. A green ruler was added in his hand, and his magic power was injected. He suddenly waved forward, and a three-colored spiritual light swept to Zhuo Jing's lower plate with a "splash".

Bang!

Hu Fei punched out from the air, and a lightning light enveloped it, and it "swished" and instantly bombarded Zhuo Jing's face.

At the same time, the other six foundation-building cultivators used magical magic spells, or magic weapons, to launch an unreserved attack on Zhuo Jing.

The nine strong foundation-building stages are strong enough to resist a high-level player. Who wins and who loses?

"Hahaha... Zhuo lets you see the high-level strength!"

Zhuo Jing stood proudly in the void, smiling at the sky, and a dazzling blue light flashed out of his body, rushing around like a hurricane, obscuring all the attacks of the monks.

Buzz ~

At the same time, standing in the core part, a solid defense shield condensed around him.

Dingding Bang bang-

All the attacks were greatly reduced under the impact of the hurricane mana. After falling onto the defensive shield, they only caused a faint ripples.

Safe and sound!

It was almost unimaginable for the monks on the field!

The nine foundation-building powerhouses, including three people with strength comparable to the peak of foundation-building, joined forces to prevent a single hair from hurting the opponent.

If it were a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it would be enough to die ten times.

Swish!

Just when the monks were shocked, Zhuo Jing's voice flashed like a ghost, and his speed was extremely shocked.

He came here!

"Stop him!" Li Hongfei exclaimed.

Puff!

Zhuo Jing carried his back with one hand, and his body was comfortable and calm. The other hand suddenly ran through everything, and a blue blade hit the ghostly eye man.

"not good"

The speed was too fast and too sudden. The ghost-eyed man felt endless pressure coming. As soon as he realized, the blue blade just hit his body.

ah--

A scream rippled in Jiuyou Square. The ghost-eyed man's body was cut into two pieces, and his blood was shot wildly. Various organs and intestines in his body fell all over the ground, which was a terrible sight.

Bang bang bang bang!

Then, the attacks of the other eight monks came one after another. Zhuo Jing sneered, his figure floating in the void, and his speed was incredibly fast. Most of the attacks were lost. The attacks of a few magic weapons did not pose any threat to him.

call out!

Zhuo Jing flew to the blood-colored teleportation light gate again, intercepting the monks' way, causing several monks who were about to take the opportunity to escape to plan to go bankrupt.

During the round trip, he shuttled through the attacks of the monks and calmly killed a strong man in the foundation-building stage.

Yang Fan and others couldn't help but sigh: This is the high-level, the gap is too big...

"Hmph, if anyone wants to take the opportunity to escape later, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Li Hongfei's eyes showed his murderous intent and coldly swept over the monks who were dying of retreat.

"The escapee will be killed without mercy."

Yang Fan also had a cold face.

During the short time before Zhuo Jing left the Teleportation Light Gate, several monks did not join forces to attack with all their hearts, but wanted to take this opportunity to escape.

Zhuo Jing grasped this mentality so that he could calmly shuttle and kill a foundation-building cultivator in seconds.

Under the pressure of Yang Fan and Li Hongfei, the monks who were determined to retreat couldn't help but shiver.

"We can't sit still and wait for death and take the initiative!"

The silver light of the Xiangyun boot under Yang Fan's feet flashed slightly, causing his speed to increase greatly, and he flashed towards Zhuo Jing like a ghost.

call out!

This speed even surprised Zhuo Jing, who had entered the advanced level.

Swish!

When he was halfway through, Yang Fan suddenly turned around and slapped his palm at this moment.

Bang!

A ray of green light fog turned into a ferocious wolf and rushed towards Zhuo Jing.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Hu Fei and Li Hongfei approached one after another.

The former had an extra mace in his hand, and a fierce attack, from top to bottom, Mount Tai pressed the top, and a dull whistling sounded in the void; the latter's crystal short blade slowly rose, and a faint green cold light, carrying a point of power condensed to the extreme towards Zhuo Jing's eyes.

In Zhuo Jing's vision, the blue cold light shot a ray of light that looked like the sun at him. His eyes suddenly shook, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

But he still controlled the situation with his spiritual sense. With one hand, a blue cyclone was shot out, and he fought with the jackals transformed by Yang Fan's spiritual energy, causing a burst of explosions and a huge shock wave, which made the other foundation-building cultivators in a hurry.

Yang Fan turned around the direction at the moment of attack, and suddenly a blue treasure tripod appeared in his hand, and a powerful force came from the treasure tripod.

This is actually a top-quality spiritual weapon.

Whoosh!

The blue treasure tripod was filled with light and suddenly changed into a giant creature. It flew to Zhuo Jing's head and made a "clang~" sound, which actually made Zhuo Jing's mind, who had stepped into the advanced level, shook for a moment.

Immediately, a huge suction force came from the blue treasure tripod, pulling Zhuo Jing into it.

Zhuo Jing's face narrowed, and he used his magic power to withstand the suction force.
To be continued...