"Big Brother!" Behind Desolate One, four figures landed and shouted in unison.
The four were all dressed the same, each of their auras surging, their auras sharp, like killing gods descending from the sky.
These four people were all Seventh Level Heavenly Emperor strength, and they were all at the middle-grade sword profound realm. It seemed like each of them had the strength to fight with Ren Yihang!
"Mn?" Ren Yihang's gaze tightened slightly. He did not expect that Desolate One's helpers came so quickly.
Actually, when Desolate One was tracking Nie Tian's traces, he already informed the others to quickly rendezvous with him.
Desolate One this person was not only strong, but he was also very scheming, doing things flawlessly.
Getting the others to come was to prevent unexpected situations from happening.
Looking at it now, he was indeed not wrong.
"Junior Apprentice Brother Ren!" Liu Haoyu's face fell, and he immediately became nervous.
If it was Desolate One alone, Ren Yihang might be able to resist, but four more people came, and their strength was tyrannical to the extreme. Ren Yihang alone could not resist at all.
"It's fine, continue playing." Ren Yihang's expression was calm, not a hint of ripple could be seen on the surface. Instead, he smiled arrogantly, extremely haughty.
Jiuqian Sheng was a tyrannical figure to the extreme. His disciple naturally had the same personality.
When Jiuqian Sheng accepted disciples, the first thing he looked at was not talent, but character, whether you were arrogant or not. If you were not arrogant, he would not accept.
Someone like Duanmu Lu's character would not enter Jiuqian Sheng's discerning eyes even in ten thousand years.
This was due to character. It was not good or bad, just a difference in personal ideals.
"Arrogant!" Desolate One smiled Coldly, and directly growled, "Kill him!"
At this time, no one could block his path, whether it was Mo Qianjun and his disciple, or Jiuqian Sheng's disciple, those who blocked the way would die!
"Yes!" The other four people answered in unison, their auras shaking the heavens. Four streaks of sword momentum surged up, like raging snakes, rushing straight for the horizon. The momentum of heaven and earth suddenly changed, even space was distorted by the four sword momentum.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! In the next moment, four sword shadows appeared, like four towering mountains, suddenly collapsing, crushing towards Ren Yihang.
In an instant, heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds surged, the ground directly torn, a series of shocking cracks appearing.
Ren Yihang's figure was like a mountain as he stood on the spot. Feeling the overwhelming sword momentum, his expression still remained unchanged.
A purple longsword appeared in his hand, surging with the power of wind and lightning. It was his Yuan Spirit Sword, Thundercloud Beheading the Moon!
Thundercloud Slashing Moon suddenly rose up, and gusts of wind whistled out. The sword intent condensed into a huge vortex of wind and lightning in mid-air. The space was pulled taut, as if it was about to split open.
"Wind Thunder Roar!" In the next moment, Ren Yihang roared, and a sword shadow soared into the sky like a dragon breaking out of the abyss.
"Boom!" In mid-air, a terrifying roar resounded. The Sword of Wind and Lightning had actually withstood the combined attack of the four sword shadows.
Billowing waves of Qi swooped down from the sky. The earth was forcefully torn apart. Gravel flew everywhere, sand and dust rose in all directions, and turbid waves rose to the sky.
"What a terrifying person!" Liu Haoyu and the others retreated to the entrance of the valley and were stunned by the scene before them.
With his power alone, Ren Yihang forcefully took the combined attack of four swordsmen of the same strength head-on and was actually able to not fall into a disadvantage. The terror of his strength made people astonished.
"Nine Qiansheng's disciple is indeed not bad. But it ends here. "When Desolate One saw this scene, his gaze trembled a little. Following that, Cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Ren Yihang was restrained by Desolate Two and the rest four people. This time was precisely the best opportunity for Desolate One to make a move.
Thinking up to here, Desolate One did not hesitate in the slightest. An ice sword appeared in his hand. The longsword swept through the air, suddenly stabbing out. A bone-piercing chill howled out. An enormous icicle sword immediately appeared in the air. It was actually a thousand meters in size, akin to a moving glacier, rolling over towards Ren Yihang.
"Crap!" When Liu Haoyu saw the situation, his expression fell with a swoosh.
"Mn?" Ren Yihang's gaze also could not help turning intent, his brows furrowing.
Resisting four Seventh Firmament Heavenly Emperor swordsmen at the same time, this was already his limit. But Desolate One actually chose this kind of time. It was simply shameless to the extreme.
"Stinking brat, even if you have heaven-defying ability, you're also going to die here today!" Desolate One smiled coldly. Torturing and killing Nine Qiansheng's disciple with one sword made him feel abnormally excited.
"Is that so?" But right at this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded out.
Rumble! In the next instant, the void trembled with a loud bang. A several thousand meters in size crimson-gold colossal dragon appeared. Crimson-Gold light reflected a stretch of sky red, the entire stretch of heaven and earth becoming narrow and small.
Above the crimson-gold colossal dragon's head, a silver-haired figure stood there, sword intent surging all over his body. Like a sword, he looked down on everything.
"Break for me!" Nie Tian said solemnly. The crimson-gold colossal dragon's body surged. Massive dragon pressure shook the heavens and earth, directly charging over towards the four sword images in the void.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Four muffled sounds transmitted out. The four streaks of sword intent were actually unable to withstand the colossal dragon's impact and directly shattered.
Ren Yihang sensed the pressure above his head vanish. His figure moved, vanishing like a ghost.
But right at this time, that crimson-gold colossal dragon's body turned around. An enormous dragon tail swept over. A loud bang transmitted out. The icicle enormous swords in the air were directly blasted into smithereens.
Desolate One and the rest of the five people felt a tremendous aura pressing over. Their bodies actually could not stand, retreating one after another.
"This …" Steadying his figure, Desolate One looked at the crimson-gold colossal dragon high above in the sky, his eyes dazed for a moment, unable to speak for a moment.
And when he sensed that that figure above the colossal dragon's head was actually only Fifth Level Heavenly Emperor strength, the shock in his heart reached the extreme.
It was hard to imagine that a Fifth Level Heavenly Emperor martial artist actually released such terrifying power. It was inconceivable!
Nie Tian's figure stood on the dragon's head. Seeing that Liu Haoyu and the rest were all fine, he heaved a long sigh in relief inwardly.
He had just finished balancing Han Ling's attributes and immediately appeared. Fortunately, he was still not too late.
"Junior Apprentice Brother Ren, it's you!" At this time, Han Ling also walked out, recognizing Ren Yihang at a glance, incredibly delighted.
"Big Brother Han Ling!" When Ren Yihang saw Han Ling walk out, he was similarly pleasantly surprised too.
When he was at the Limitless Mountain back then, he stayed together with Han Ling. The two people were as close as brothers. Meeting again, he was naturally happy.
"Big Brother Han Ling, who is this person?" Ren Yihang calmed down a bit, his gaze looking toward Nie Tian, a look of surprise on his face.
The scene earlier was too shocking. The crimson-gold colossal dragon directly repelled Desolate One five people. Such strength was universally shocking.
What was even more terrifying was that Nie Tian actually only had Fifth Level Heavenly Emperor strength!
Ren Yihang regarded himself as a monstrous-level genius and even had the confidence to step into the peak of Sword Dao before the age of 100.
But compared to the person in front of him now, it was a world of difference.
"He's …" Han Ling opened his mouth but paused, not knowing how to introduce, and could only say, "A friend."
Han Ling did not know if he should tell Ren Yihang about Nie Tian's true identity or not.
"Big Brother Han, this friend of yours is so impressive!" Ren Yihang smiled faintly. He was a smart person and knew that Han Ling did not say it out, but he did not mind either.
"Nine Qiansheng's disciple, you're pretty good too," Nie Tian smiled faintly and said in a loud voice.
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