When he saw the Purple Flame Sect's Heavenly Emperor Stage powerhouse pierce his sword into the Flood Dragon's abdomen, and saw the painful dragon tears flowing down from the corner of the Flood Dragon's eyes, Ye Fan's anger was like a volcanic eruption, difficult to contain!
Three levels of disintegration, sword intent disintegration. Ye Fan relied on his continuous hard work to cultivate, and in addition to the strengthening from the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire a few days ago, his usage was already as smooth as flowing water.
Without waiting for the three from the Purple Flame Sect to ask a few more questions, Ye Fan had already waved the huge sword in his hand, commanding the tens of thousands of flying swords to quickly gather into eight huge dragons in the air!
"Eight Desolation Emperor Dragon!"
Eight Sword Dragons descended from all directions, directly sealing off the three's escape routes!
Not a single one of these three could leave!
"No, impossible! Emperor level sword intent!? The pressure of the Saint Realm!? "
"When did the Blessed Enclave have an Emperor Level Sword Cultivator of the Saint Realm!?"
"Don't just stand there! Run!! "
The Eldest Senior Brother was clear-headed, and he loudly reminded his two Junior Brothers that this wasn't something they could fight against!
In the same level, the Emperor level sword intent had an absolute advantage. Moreover, this was the pressure of the Sage Realm. It was an existence that could completely crush them!
"Follow me! Charge out! "
The Celestial Thearch called out and pulled out the purple high-grade spirit artifact flying sword. He circulated his Celestial Thearch cultivation base and his body was surrounded by purple flames.
The two Heavenly King experts did not dare to be careless. They directly abandoned the spirit artifact chains in their hands and activated their True Essence together, charging in the same direction!
The three of them transformed into a massive trident of purple flames that charged towards the gap between the two Emperor dragons in an attempt to break through!
Seeing this, Fan Xian realized that he had underestimated the speed and power of these three people.
Although the Eight Desolation Emperor Dragon was powerful, it lacked agility and coverage. It was easy for these people to escape.
With a thought, Ye Fan suddenly thought of a move.
The eight Emperor Dragons listened to the Sword Master's summons and changed their direction, turning into a horizontal circle!
In an instant, the eight Emperor Dragons seemed to form layers of a great wall of swords. They were like an iron bastion, directly blocking all the gaps!
Just as the three cultivators from the Purple Flame Sect were about to rush out, they saw the sword dragons lying on the ground. In an instant, there were four sword dragons in front of them, layer upon layer!
"Eldest Senior Brother! We can't force our way in! "
"The monarch level sword intent of a sage realm expert will definitely die if it touches him!"
All the flying swords in front of them had the support of the monarch level sword intent. Their true essence was completely unable to break through!
What made them feel even more despair was that the imperial dragons had gradually wrapped up the entire space. The eight imperial dragons seemed to have merged into one, forming a sword cage!
Ye Fan stood in the huge spherical space and looked at the flying swords that were everywhere in front of him. He was quite satisfied.
"Let's call this move Emperor Dragon Sword Prison. You should feel honored. I will use your blood to commemorate the birth of this move."
Eldest Senior Brother's face turned pale. "Who exactly are you!? Why are you opposing us!?
We are disciples of Zixuan Old Ancestor, and our Master is also a Sage Realm expert. If you hurt us, you will become enemies with Zixuan Old Ancestor! "
The sail didn't care about all of this. The huge sword in its hand lit up with a sword light, and its figure flashed quickly!
"Daybreak!"
The Heavenly Emperor who was still talking just now already had his head flying off!
A wisp of the Celestial Emperor's primordial spirit fled in panic!
"Roar!"
The incomparably enraged Flood Dragon broke free from the chains at this moment!
With a leap, he spat out a mouthful of dragon flames, directly burning his primordial spirit and completely dispersing his divine soul!
The two Heavenly Kings collapsed. They couldn't care less about the flying swords around them as they tried to escape in two different directions.
However, just as they approached the edge of the Sword Prison, countless flying swords were like locusts, completely piercing through them!
The two corpses that were riddled with holes were pierced through and turned into a bloody mist!
In a few breaths of time, the Heavenly Emperor and the two Heavenly Kings had been instantly killed by Ye Fan.
With a wave of his hand, the thousands of flying swords dispersed and returned to the Sword God's Ring.
"Master!"
The flood dragon transmitted an incomparably excited and somewhat aggrieved divine sense into Ye Fan's mind. leaf
The sail was filled with emotion. It took a deep breath, flew over, and forcefully slapped the dragon's head!
"You gluttonous snake! Why are you here!? "
The Flood Dragon in front of him was actually his old friend who had gone through thick and thin with him, Xiao Jin!
Although Xiao Jin had clearly transformed into a Flood Dragon and his appearance had changed, his aura hadn't changed at all even after dozens of years!
When he heard such a familiar tone of voice, calling him master, Ye Fan was even more certain!
Tang Yuan stayed on Ye Fan's shoulder and let out a resentful "wu wu" sound, as if he realized that Ye Fan knew this flood dragon and couldn't eat it. He felt a bit regretful.
Xiao Jin was hit on the head. Although it was a little painful, he was so happy that he opened his dragon mouth.
"Master, Master, I miss you so much. When you're not here, I'm often afraid. It's so sad!"
Seeing this gluttonous snake reveal its true feelings and start to drop a huge dragon tear bead, Ye Fan felt a little sour in his heart.
"What are you crying for? You're already a few thousand years old, and you've only been apart for a few decades. Is that right?" Ye Fan scolded with a smile.
"Even so, it's because I met Master that Xiao Jin is where he is today!"
However, Master is still Master, always so powerful!
"I didn't wait in vain all these years. I knew that Master was definitely still alive."
Ye Fan sighed, looked at the wound on Xiao Jin's abdomen, and found that it was already healing, and said: "Are you alright?"
"This kind of injury is no big deal! If it wasn't for them ambushing me, these three bastards might not have been able to do anything to me!
The hateful one was their master, that old bastard called Patriarch Zixuan.
However, since Master is here, I don't have to worry about being captured and used as a mount. This is great! "
Just as Ye Fan was about to say something, he noticed that some people had noticed the commotion and came over. He knew that it was the cultivators of the Purple Flame Sect.
Thus, Ye Fan immediately told Xiao Jin to hide and fly down first to find a place to explain things clearly.
He could kill at any time. Right now, he desperately wanted to know what was going on.
Xiao Jin understood and instantly shrunk into a small blue-gold dragon. It was only half the length of an arm, and was very exquisite and cute.
It glanced at the soup ball lying on Ye Fan's shoulder and was a little puzzled. However, it quickly told Ye Fan to fly downwards.
Ye Fan thought that if he wanted to kill someone here, it would be better not to use his original appearance. Thus, he conveniently turned his face into the appearance of a cold star.
"Master, in front of us is the Red Lotus Sect's Great Mountain Protection Formation. First go to the Qian position, then the Gen position."
Xiao Jin commanded and followed a specific route. The scenery in front of him suddenly changed from a messy forest to a sect with dozens of pavilions.
Pavilions, waterside pavilions, carved beams, painted rafts, stone bridges, stone roads, gurgling streams, and lingering clouds and mist. It was like a fairyland.
The three words "Red Lotus Sect" were actually ancient Chinese characters from Earth?
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