492 Sword Immortal Chapter 492: People are worthy of me, I am worthy of people!

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Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan's face changed drastically, and he slashed out.

laugh!

A piece of sword light shook out, and a dozen people in front of Ye Xuan were directly blocked by the sword light, and Ye Xuan turned and rushed toward the army!

Zhanjun looked at Ye Xuan in front of him, grinning, "Brother, take care!"

As he said, his eyes slowly closed.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly pressed on the shoulder of the army, and in an instant, the powerful force in the army was directly suppressed.

The army opened his eyes, and in front of him, there was a black-robed man standing, and behind this black-robed man, there were nine men wearing black long clothes. None of these nine people could see their appearance.

The army was a little confused, "You are?"

The reason for the doubt is that he has not seen these people.

The black robe man did not answer the army, he turned to look at Ye Xuan, at this moment, Ye Xuan had already arrived in front of him.

Ye Xuan looked at the black robe man, "You are!"

Heipao said humanely: "Young Master Ye, we are here to help you. As for other things, I can't tell you for now!"

Ye Xuan was silent for a moment, and then said, "Thank you!"

The black-robed man raised his head to look at the sky void and whispered softly: "Young Master Ye, would you like to follow us?"

go?

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, "Go?"

The black-robed man nodded, "Young Master Ye, it's true that this time, the Order is really moving. With the current strength of the Moke Clan and Weiyang Star Region, it is impossible to stop them."

As he said, he looked at Ye Xuan, "If you stay here, you will only die in vain!"

Send to death!

Ye Xuan turned his head to look towards the sky, a large army pressed against the sky.

It can be said that it is only a matter of time before Weiyang Star Territory and the Moke clan lose!

Ye Xuan whispered: "Your kindness, Ye Xuan took it with my heart."

The black-robed man said solemnly: "Young Master Ye, you don't have any chance of winning!"

Ye Xuan said, "I just don't have any chance of winning, so I can't leave."

As he said, he looked at the sky and whispered: "People don't lose me, I don't lose people."

The black robe man sighed in a low voice, in fact, he had already expected it.

Ye Xuan looked at the black-robed man, "Everyone, I don't know who you are, but this time, you should not get involved."

The black robe man smiled and said, "We are here to help this time."

As he said, he waved his right hand.

Behind the black robe man, the nine suddenly rose into the sky.

Nine sacred peak powerhouses, moreover, they are not the average sacred peak!

Very strong!

Ye Xuan looked at the black-robed man, and the black-robed man smiled: "I know that Young Master Ye has questions. If I win, I will tell Young Master Ye, and if I lose... everything is meaningless."

Ye Xuan nodded, "No matter what, thank you!"

Heipao said humanely: "Let's talk back!"

When the voice fell, he turned and rose into the sky, rushing directly towards a strong man in the reincarnation realm!

Ye Xuan turned to look at the army. Just as the army was about to speak, Ye Xuan suddenly lifted him, and then led him to the Great Wall of Burial.

Ye Xuan placed the army on the ground, "Heal the wound well. If we are all dead before the wound is cured, you can blew yourself up. If we are not dead, come out and help!"

After speaking, he turned and disappeared not far away.

At the same place, after a moment of silence, the army began to devour the purple source crystal frantically!

Heal!

All he has to do now is to heal his injuries quickly!

Outside the Great Wall of Burial, Ye Xuan was standing in the air. At this moment, there were screams everywhere above the starry sky, and people were falling every moment.

Although the black robe people and others have joined, the effect is not particularly great!

At this moment, a certain space suddenly burst open, and a woman walked out. This person is the painter!

When I saw the painter, the face of the purple-robed old man in the starry sky suddenly sank.

The painter looked up at the starry sky. In the end, her eyes fell on the purple-robed old man, whose face suddenly changed. At this moment, the painter suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already in the starry sky.

The purple-robed old man was shocked, "Stop her!"

Dozens of powerful men rushed towards the painter, but within a short time, these dozens of people moved their heads. At the same time, the painter had appeared in front of the old man in purple robe!

The painter was about to make a move when an afterimage suddenly swept towards her.

The painter frowned slightly and pressed his palm up.

boom!

A wave of air suddenly broke out in the palm of the painter, but it was quickly annihilated, and the painter retreated for nearly a hundred battles!

At this moment, in front of the purple-robed old man, stood a middle-aged man wearing a black coat with a sheathed long knife at his waist.

The painter looked at the middle-aged man, who was holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, and for a moment of silence, he drew the knife sharply.

laugh!

The blade of a knife burst out from the scabbard, shining like a scorching sun.

In the distance, the painter's jade hand gently pressed forward, and the space in front of her palm suddenly condensed.

At this time, the sword mang arrived.

Boom!

The space in front of the artist began to vibrate violently, and then cracked inch by inch. In less than a breath, the space around the artist directly cracked into a spider web shape!

The painter's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and lightly printed forward, "Broken!"

The language falls--

Boom!

The space in front of the artist began to collapse every inch, and a powerful force spread toward the man with the knife like a tsunami.

Opposite the painter, the man with the knife was expressionless. His eyes were slightly closed, and his right hand held the handle of the knife. For a moment of silence, he stepped forward, drew the knife with his right hand and slashed, and the action was done in one go!

laugh!

A wisp of sword air broke through the air.

laugh!

The sword gas pierced everything, even the painter's strength.

The space in front of the two of them is like a piece of cloth, and this sword air is like a pair of sharp scissors.Soon, this sword air tore through the space and came to the artist!

The artist puts his hands together!

In this connection, the sword energy was directly held together, and for a moment of silence, the painter slammed.

That sword energy disappeared instantly!

But at this moment, a knife slashed from the head of the painter, and the painter suddenly

Then disappeared...

In this way, the two battled.

The two sides can be said to be evenly matched!

Below, Ye Xuan looked up at the purple-robed old man in the starry sky, and the purple-robed old man was also looking at him at this moment.

The purple-robed old man didn't make a move. All he had to do now was to wait, because they had already had the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before the Moke tribe and the Weiyang star field defeated!

Ye Xuan seemed to think of something, he suddenly looked at Mo Xie's location in the distance. At this moment, Mo Xie was slaughtering wildly.

Ye Xuan suddenly said, "Moxie, help me! Lao Tzu fucks the old man!"

When the voice fell, he turned into a sword light and rose into the sky.

A hundred meters away, Mo Xie, who was slaughtering, turned his head and looked at Ye Xuan's position. The next moment, his figure trembled, turning into a black shadow and chasing towards Ye Xuan. He was extremely fast and came to Ye Xuan in the blink of an eye. Next to Xuan!

Ye Xuan said, "Help me stop other people!"

Mo Xie didn't speak, he just stared at the purple-robed old man in the starry sky.

In the starry sky, seeing Ye Xuan and Mo Xie rushing, the purple-robed old man's complexion suddenly changed. He knew the horror of Ye Xuan and Mo Xie. Although both of them were very young, they were both evildoers among evildoers. It can be said that it is a very, very simple thing for people to join hands to kill the strong in the realm of creation!

The purple-robed old man quickly yelled, "Stop them! Stop them for me!"

The sound fell, and countless powerful people around rushed towards Ye Xuan and Mo Xie, and these people, before they got close to Ye Xuan and Mo Xie, were killed by two flying swords!

When the rest of the people first came into contact with Ye Xuan and Mo Xie, Mo Xie's speed suddenly increased, and directly rushed into the crowd, his fists slammed forward.

Boom!

Amidst the starry sky, a blast resounded like thunder, and dozens of powerful men shattered on the spot!

Ye Xuan used two flying swords to forcefully rush to the old man in purple robe. However, at this moment, the old man in purple robe suddenly raised his mouth slightly and his smile was a little weird!

Perceiving this scene, Ye Xuan's face changed drastically, and at this moment, he could no longer stop, he cut it off with a sharp sword.

The sword is the soul-suppressing sword!

If this sword falls, so close, the purple-robed old man will die, because the purple-robed old man is a soul body at this moment!

Just when Ye Xuanjian was about to fall, a vague black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xuan. The next moment, Ye Xuan felt a breath of death.

However, Ye Xuan's expression was extremely calm, and that sword still fell!

And that blurry shadow retreated several tens of meters, because beside Ye Xuan, a monster appeared.

God on the second floor!

At this moment, the purple-robed old man was stunned.He did not expect that the dark shadow would suddenly retreat, and he wanted to retreat now, it was too late!

Ye Xuanjian cut down.

laugh!

The soul of the purple-robed old man instantly became illusory.

Behind the purple-robed old man, Ye Xuan said coldly: "I make you laugh!"

When the voice fell, he cut out with a sword behind him.

The soul of the purple-robed old man began to dissipate instantly.

In front of Ye Xuan, the dark shadow stared at the second-floor god behind Ye Xuan, "I want you to be the mysterious powerhouse behind Ye Xuan! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

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