"Who the hell are you?"
Helen turned to the person behind her as she sensed the cold sensation on her neck.
She had just focused all of her attention on the Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures and didn't think that someone would be able to sneak up on her. What kind of terrifying ability did this require?
She immediately determined that this was a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure!
"Don't worry about who I am. Let them go right now."
The man behind her spoke in a cold voice as his Evil-Slaying Sword glowed with a bone-chilling light.
In front of Empress Helen.
Ada stared blankly at the man behind Helen with her beautiful eyes wide open.
Jin Ling and Jin Yao were also dumbstruck, and they instantly forgot to struggle.
Jin Yao blinked incessantly as if her eyes were playing tricks on her, and in the next instant, tears began to flow from her eyes. "Waah … Holy Leader, is that you?!"
"An Lin?" Jin Ling murmured to herself.
An Lin: "…"
He was just about to pretend to be mysterious, but why did they just say his name?
Helen's body shuddered, and her inky-black eyes contracted in that instant.
An Lin's Evil-Slaying Sword also fell at this instant, choosing to strike the exact moment when Helen's heart was pounding. A split second of carelessness from her enemy could very well cost her her life!
The Evil-Slaying Sword was a divine tool that was extremely sharp.
Helen managed to come to her senses and just barely mustered the power within her body to defend herself, but her defenses were still instantly sliced through by the Evil-Slaying Sword before decapitating her!
Blood splattered through the air.
Her head flew into the sky, where Helen's astonished expression remained.
However, before An Lin had a chance to do anything else, he heard three muffled groans erupt.
The three beautiful women who had been bound by the black sleeve all threw up blood at the same time. Their bodies had been punctured by the black blades materialized by the sleeve. There were over a hundred of these sharp blades!
An Lin immediately activated his Holy Vermilion Flame to incinerate the inky-black sleeve.
Ada, Jin Ling, and Jin Yao fell to the ground with wounds riddled all over their bodies.
"Are you alright?" An Lin's expression shifted. He didn't think that Helen would have more tricks up her sleeve, and he immediately stepped forward to unleash a healing spell technique beside the triplets.
Their vitality was extremely weak, and it was obvious that they had been tortured badly before. Coupled with the hundred blades piercing through their bodies, it was very likely that they wouldn't be able to hold on.
"Don't worry about us, Holy Leader. Be careful of Helen …"
Ada gritted her teeth and forced herself to speak.
An Lin seemed to have sensed something, and he turned toward Helen's body, only to find that there was no trace of her aside from a puddle of blood.
In the blink of an eye, a black shadow had already appeared a thousand meters away.
Helen's features were a little pale, and she stared at An Lin with an extremely grave expression. "Return to Void Stage aura fluctuations, Dao Integration Stage power. An Lin, you … you really are An Lin! "
Right at this moment, many cultivators also noticed what was happening in Helen's battle ring.
Many of the younger cultivators were still in a daze, but some of the cultivators who had lived for over a hundred years were trembling as they stared at that familiar figure and that familiar face.
He was a legendary figure, a monster who had once dominated the entire continent's media and legendary stories. Now, it was as if he had traveled through time and come back to life!
"Am I seeing things … He's … An Lin?"
"White robe, inky-black longsword, and that face … There's no mistaking it, it's him!"
"How could this be …"
The Heavenly Human Tribe had mobilized all of their forces to fight to the death, and even powerful reinforcements had arrived in their dire straits. All of this was still within the realm of possibility.
But now, even the dead had come back to life to help them defeat their enemies. This was way too ridiculous!
Smoke was rising from the graves of their ancestors!
Countless cultivators were astonished and confused.
This time, even the Blood Tribe and Void Spirit Tribe were given a fright.
An Lin's name was renowned throughout the entire continent.
Especially for the Blood Tribe powerful beings, An Lin was even more of an intimidating character.
After all, An Lin had once turned their holy land upside down and led a bunch of top-rate Return to Void Stage mighty figures in a rebellion. He had defeated two emperors and several dozen Return to Void Stage mighty figures in a row … Even now, they couldn't help but feel chills run down their spines whenever they thought of that monstrous feat.
"It can't be him! Didn't he die a hundred years ago? The dead can't come back to life! "a Blood Tribe powerful being yelled in an attempt to repress the horror in his heart.
Emperor Chang Sheng's body trembled with excitement at the sight of An Lin, and he was unable to maintain his composure for the first time.
"An Lin? Is that you? "Emperor Chang Sheng's voice was trembling and a little hoarse as an expression of incredulity appeared on his face.
An Lin turned to look at the cultivators on the city wall with a bright smile on his face, which was like a ray of sunshine. He nodded. "It's me. I'm back."
He's back …
His voice wasn't very loud.
However, it was clearly audible to the millions of cultivators around him.
It was as heavy as a divine mountain.
It really was him! He really was back!
Many cultivators felt as if a ball of flames had been ignited in their hearts.
The man who had created miracles over and over again had suddenly returned, giving them an extremely special feeling. It was as if they could see hope as long as he was around!
After all, An Lin's legendary feats were all about making the impossible possible!
"So he's the true sect leader of the Four Nine Immortal Sect?"
"Sect Leader An Lin can even jump out of his coffin to fight! What reason do we have to back down?"
"That's right! He's our role model! We can't let ourselves be left behind! "
"Charge …"
"Charge!!!"
The Kingdom of the Nine States United Army's morale was greatly boosted once again as they slaughtered their enemies in a frenzy.
"Charge!" Even Emperor Chang Sheng roared with glee as he activated the power of the formation to slaughter the Blood Tribe and Void Spirit Tribe living beings on the city wall.
Emperor Bei Xing was being held back by the Starfire Battleship, and Helen had been forced into retreat by An Lin. Now that there was only Yi Deng left, he could finally catch his breath.
"So what if you're back? Even if you've come back to life, I can still make you die again!" Empress Helen stepped forward and charged toward An Lin.
The shattered cloud dress was repaired by the power of the divine dao, and a pair of cloud sleeves pierced through space before hurtling toward An Lin at an extremely fast speed.
Helen's attacks were extremely fast, but An Lin wasn't underestimating his opponent at all. In the instant that Helen had attacked, he had already unleashed his Origin Energy of the Netherworld, Fire God Mode, and Star Vein Divine Technique at the same time. At the same time, his eyes turned snowy white.
He evaded Helen's sleeves with extremely intricate movement techniques before unleashing his Wind Sword Technique to charge toward the oncoming Helen at an extremely fast speed.
Helen stomped her black boots onto the ground upon seeing this, and inky-black ripples proliferated forth, making the ground inky-black and as smooth as a mirror.
"Lotus Dance, Sleeves." She turned around, and her sleeves danced through the air like dragons and snakes as she continued to pounce toward An Lin.
So fast!
An Lin was given a fright, and he immediately cut himself with his sword!
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