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Chapter 1771 Breaking the Realm (2)

"Stop them..." Long Yao snorted at the two people behind him, and the true energy in his body burst out completely at this moment, and he also punched the Baihu.

A shadow of the blue dragon condensed by true energy rushed towards the whistling white tiger.

The two behind Long Yao rushed towards A Qing, but the other two members of the White Tiger Group, Fireworks and Qingkong, stopped the two at the first time.

"Boom..." With a loud bang, two majestic fist forces collided hard, making a huge sound.

The entire ground was trembling. At the same time, the sword energy swung by Murong Xue also collided with the sword energy dancing from the flying fox falling moon, and the entire night sky was like thunder.

The light of swords and shadows of fists kept flashing.

This open space was filled with energy. If an ordinary person stood here, he would have been torn to pieces by these messy qi.

Three sect realms and six nine-level masters, this peak duel is hard to see in any place.

"Let's go..." Seeing the fireworks and Qingkong of the White Tiger Group really dragged the other two people in the Dragon Soul Team, Ah Qing felt a little relieved and said to Cao Fang who was following him, carrying Wang Yuchun and preparing to run towards the forest.

I originally thought Long Yao would take the opportunity to stop him, but who knew that Long Yao had no intention of taking action at all, just attacking Baihu crazyly. It seemed that for him, as long as he could kill Baihu, it didn't matter whether the princess could be taken away.

On the contrary, Murong Xue wanted to take the opportunity to stop her, but unfortunately Feihu and Luoyue didn't give her such a chance at all.

Ah Qing was very calm. It seemed that the task could be completed smoothly this time. As for whether Baihu would die here, what does it have to do with him?

But before the two could get into the woods, a young man in a cloth strode out and blocked their way.

That was Ye Xiu's figure...

Ye Xiu's eyes fell on the man who was about the same age as him not far away.

He found that many of the other party's moves were very similar to his boxing style, but there were some different changes, but no matter how they changed, they could not escape the shadow of "Dragon Fist".

Dragon Fist is the boxing technique taught to him by Old Man Long.

Could it be that he is also the old man’s disciple, another of his senior brothers? Or junior brothers?

"Teacher Ye, if you can't stop us, it's better not to die..." At this time, Cao Fang's voice came from the front.

Ye Xiu withdrew his gaze to the battlefield in the distance and looked at Cao Fang and Liu Xiu.

At this moment, he also found that Liu Xiu in front of him was definitely not himself.

"Teacher Cao, you are hiding deeply enough..." Ye Xiu looked at Cao Fang.

"Haha, I almost noticed it by Teacher Ye..." Cao Fang smiled.

"What realm?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Nine Realms!" Cao Fang chuckled.

Ye Xiu looked at A Qing who was carrying Wang Yuchun again.

"Same!" A Qing, who was still wearing Liu Xiu's face, smiled.

"Teacher Ye, you can get out of the way now. Although your combat power is amazing, you can't stop us by relying on the peak of the seventh realm..." Cao Fang said with a smile.

"Your Majesty the Emperor is really willing to pay for Wang Yuchun..." Ye Xiu sighed.

As he guessed, if the Empire still wanted to take Wang Yuchun away, it would definitely increase its capital. Now, here alone, there are six Nine-level masters and a master.

Not to mention, there were constant sounds of fighting in the woods behind me, and I don’t know how many elite troops the Sith Empire has dispatched this time.
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