Chapter 522

"Yongbang boxing saint, if you want, can now stand with us to kill the temple and the judgment office to deal with ye mietian together!"

When he heard this, he laughed wildly. Then he flew up and stood on the side of he Shashen.

"He Shashen, thank you very much. Since we Yunquan sect and Shashen Temple share the same enemy, today, we will join hands to take ye mietian!"

Baux looked at Ye Xuan with a crazy face.

"Ye mietian, don't you want to destroy my cloud boxing? I'd like to know that ye mietian still has some strength now!"

Countless people around them were shocked again. The killing temple and the international immortal cultivation adjudication office already had a very powerful immortal cultivation team. At the moment, Yongbang boxing Saint Baux has fully recovered his fighting power. On behalf of their immortal cultivation team, there is another immortal cultivator in the semi hegemonic realm. Ye Xuan's current situation can be said to be doomed.

"Now what?"

Long Shi can only worry in his heart, but in the face of this kind of extraordinary battle, long Shi can't intervene at all. I'm afraid that a strong wind from their group will make long Shi die instantly.

The temple of killing immortals, the International Institute for the cultivation of immortals, and the leader of Yunquan sect, Baux, are a total of 29 cultivation of immortals. They all look at Ye Xuan with bad eyes. An extremely surging and terrifying momentum of cultivation of immortals has been condensed in mid air and rushed to the sky nine days away.

Gong Yitong's 21 immortals are all the top immortals. The strength of any one of them is no less than that of "thunder in the Middle East" - Gretel. How terrible is this?

In the face of such an unprecedented powerful Xiuxian lineup, ye Xuan's expression is still a pair of indifference.

"Are you all here?"

Ye Xuan jokingly smile: "since you people are so anxious to die, then come together!"

Ye Xuan stretched out a finger to the twenty-nine immortals, and stirred up a slight provocation to them.

"Hum!"

All of a sudden, a burst of cold cheers burst out, and one of the practitioners of the International Institute for the cultivation of immortals flew out, and his clothes were propped up by the spirit.

"Ye mietian, don't be arrogant!"

The immortal snorted coldly, and the sole of one foot had been trampled down in the void.

"The mountain depends on me!"

A burst of drinking came out, only to see the ripples in the space. The immortal leaned against Ye Xuan with his body side, like an invisible Hill gradually emerging in the air.

This cultivator is also a master of cultivating immortals. He turns all parts of his body into a very solid weapon. With a little lower, he can hit ten new cultivators in an instant.

"You're looking for death!"

The cold light in Ye Xuan's eyes continued to flicker, impartial, straight out of the hill like figure. Ye Xuan's shoulder sank, and his right fist passed to the man.

"Boom!"

In the middle of the sky, there was a loud noise. The powerful spirit of cultivating immortals pushed all the air around, forming a strong wind, which swept all around, making the ground under the people inch by inch crack, breaking into a deep gully.

"Poof!"

The immortal who made the move called out miserably. He had been attacked by Ye Xuan and spat blood, and his body immediately flew back.

"Whoosh!"

It was Ye Xuan who came with the shadow. Before the cultivator retreated to his own team, ye Xuan fell down, like the foot of an immortal nine days away, heavily stepping on the cultivator's chest.

"Wow

It's like a bloody flower from the cultivator, and the bloody blood is all over the sky. The supreme immortal master of the international cultivator's adjudication Institute is now smashing down in the air, breaking the ground under the feet of the people, while the cultivator's body is disappearing in endless ravines.

"That's the first one!"

Ye Xuan glanced at the bottom, and then, ye Xuan's indifferent eyes looked directly at him, facing the strong team of the remaining 28 immortals.

"Next!"

The faces of all the immortals suddenly became extremely ugly. The expressions of he Shashen, Hungui and baox also changed slightly. No one thought that ye Xuan had made a peak immortal lose all his fighting power in an instant.

Gong Yitong, goddess of fire, is even more shocked. She suddenly finds that her judgment is not wrong. Last time ye Xuan hit Gong Yitong hard, it is obvious that she has not done her best.

Thinking of this, Gong Yitong felt cold. This time, Gong Yitong led the blood experts of the adjudication office to go out. It was not the high-level order of the adjudication office, but Gong Yitong, the blood executors, who took private actions to complete the "eat Xuan" plan in the shortest time. Unexpectedly, just when they arrived at the cloud boxing sect, they lost an immortal first.

Junyue and the other four practitioners who have just entered the realm of immortals and saints are scared. Compared with the peak immortals, they are obviously not good at it, but even the peak immortals can't afford to be seriously injured by Ye Xuan's one blow and one foot. How can they dare to fight?

The arrogant color on Ye Xuan's face became more and more intense when he saw the hesitant look of the practitioners in front of him.

"You people, are you afraid?"

The momentum of Ye Xuan's whole body unfolded, and the momentum of splitting the sky immediately tore the clouds and rushed to the sky.

"Since you trash dare not do it alone, why don't you do it together?"

"Tonight, it's not my fight with you, but my one-sided fight with you..."

"Slaughter!"

"Whoosh!"

Ye Xuan's voice had just fallen, and his figure had disappeared.

All of the people in the International Institute of immortals cultivation were very pale. Almost in an instant, all of a sudden, the group of immortals cultivation scattered.

One of the cultivators had the slowest reaction. When the cultivator came back to God, a beautiful face had appeared in front of the cultivator.

"Ah

A fear from the bottom of his heart suddenly spread all over his body. Ye xuanxiu's long white palm clenched his fist slightly, and he had already hit the immortal's chest.

"Bang!"

The cultivator shot out in an instant. In the eyes of everyone present, the cultivator smashed into the interior of the mountain in the distance. He didn't know the specific life and death. However, the towering mountain broke directly from it and began to collapse gradually.

"This is the second one!"

Ye Xuan grins and stomps his feet in the void. Ye Xuan's body shot backwards and rushes to one of the immortal practitioners in the lineup.