At this moment, Lin Wutian and the others were even more shocked, let alone the two Legendary creatures.
"It's … It's you! You're actually at the Legendary stage. "Wu Sheng 'er was dumbfounded. She did not expect the person she had casually saved to be at the Legendary stage.
The newcomer was Emperor Feng, an existence who could compete with Xia Jiulong in the same level back then. Although he was far behind now, his realm was still there. Now that he had stepped into the upper level, if not for the fact that he did not have time to adjust, he would not have been pushed back by the Thousand-Hand Buddha.
Emperor Feng remained silent and only nodded. He waved his hand and signaled for the others to hide behind him. His eyes were like ferocious wolf eyes as he stared at the two Legendary creatures.
Zuo Shuguang looked at Yar Sheng, hoping that she could recognize this person's true identity. However, Emperor Feng had disappeared for more than 30,000 years, and many people had long forgotten about him. Yar Sheng was still too young, so it was even harder for her to recognize him.
Gong Wusheng and the Thousand-Hand Buddha's expressions changed as they asked coldly, "Who are you? I advise you not to interfere in the personal grudge between our two Holy Lands and the Eccentric Sect! "
Emperor Feng had originally wanted to repay Wu Sheng 'er's favor, but he did not expect this group of people to be from the Eccentric Sect. He was originally unwilling to speak, but he still turned his head slightly and asked, "Are you from the Eccentric Sect? What's your relationship with Ye Qinghan? "
Lin Wutian was stunned. He did not expect this person to know Ye Qinghan. He quickly replied, "Senior, the person you're talking about is my master. May I know what's your relationship with him?"
Emperor Feng took a deep breath and relaxed. He said in a deep voice, "Since he's your master, don't ask for my name. Ask your master in the future. You just need to know that he's my benefactor."
When the Thousand-Hand Buddha and Gong Wusheng heard this, they immediately felt that there was no hope. Emperor Feng had just made a move, and now, with his relationship with Ye Qinghan, he definitely would not leave. If it were anyone else, it would be fine. At most, they would just kill them all. However, this person could fight against the Thousand-Hand Buddha. Wouldn't it be easy for Yar Sheng and the others to kill Gong Wusheng?
"Since you dare to participate in this matter, are you a coward? You don't even dare to report your name. What a joke! "Gong Wusheng asked angrily.
Emperor Feng stared at the two of them and replied indifferently, "You two are of high status and I do not wish to offend you. However, this group of people is connected to me by fate. If you leave now, I will not make things difficult for you. However, if you insist on making a move, then I will start a massacre today!"
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the withered leaves danced in the wind. The sand and dust squinted their eyes, making it impossible for them to look straight at it. They all used their hands to cover their eyes.
Hahaha …
A wild laughter filled the nine heavens, and the flying dragon swept across eight thousand miles.
"It's really a case of searching high and low only to find it by chance! Feng Huang, this Emperor has been looking for you for so long, I didn't expect you to be waiting for me here! "
His voice was like the rolling of a large bell, lasting for a long time.
Emperor Feng's expression suddenly changed. He narrowed his eyes and looked towards the south. Who else could it be other than Xia Jiulong and Xuan Xiu?
"Emperor? He was an Emperor! It has already disappeared for 30,000 years. Who would have thought that it would appear again? "
Yar Saint and the other veteran experts turned pale with fright. They didn't expect the appearance of an Emperor to drag Xia Jiulong into this!
Boom!
Xia Jiulong's palm covered the sky, turning into nine dragons that wrapped around the area. It was as if he wanted to suppress the three Legendary experts in his palm.
The Thousand-Hand Buddha and Gong Wusheng were shocked. They didn't know what Xia Jiulong wanted to do, but they tensed up and wanted to resist.
Emperor Feng clenched his iron fists, his eyes filled with despair. He was indeed powerful, but after being imprisoned for 30,000 years, both his realm and strength had been suppressed to the bottom. He was no match for Xia Jiulong now.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a flaming meteor rushed out from the depths of the void and smashed toward Xia Jiulong's hand.
Boom!
In an instant, the void shattered, and the huge hand collided in the sky above the canyon. The flames shook the cliff, and the snow on the cliff fell as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.
Xia Jiulong's figure retreated instead of advancing. His eyes were like lightning, covering the peak of the sky.
In an instant, everything fell silent. All the creatures outside Xuejia Pass fled, not daring to touch the aftermath of the Legendary stage.
Boom!
A figure rushed out from the southwest. His battle intent soared, and he looked down on all directions. The strong figure's black clothes fluttered as he confronted Xia Jiulong.
Whoosh!
A moment later, Zhan Jiuxiao rushed over from afar, panting. He landed not far behind the black-clothed man.
The black-clothed man was the true disciple of the Zhan family, the Son of War!
The Son of War frowned as he scanned the crowd and said, "Nine Dragons Crown Prince, Thousand Hand Buddha, Brother Gong, the three of you should understand that if the other disciples of the sacred grounds, even if they are Saints, fight in my territory, I won't interfere. But as true disciples, you should restrain yourselves. Don't take the initiative."
"So it's Brother Zhan. I'm here to capture a wanted criminal of the Holy Empire. You shouldn't stop me," Xia Jiulong said calmly with his hands behind his back.
The Son of War scanned the ground and looked at Emperor Feng. He said calmly, "You can take Emperor Feng away, but the three of you can't touch the people of the Insane Sect."
"Brother Zhan, you're looking down on the Blessed Buddha Temple and the Bounty Hunter Headquarters. The Insane Sect is a wanted criminal of the two sacred grounds, and Emperor Feng is a wanted criminal of the Holy Empire. Why can the Nine Dragons Crown Prince take Emperor Feng away, but we can't?" The Thousand-Hand Buddha said coldly.
"That's right! The Insane Sect has repeatedly provoked the Bounty Hunter Headquarters and the Blessed Buddha Temple. This is something everyone knows. The Son of War won't be unfair, right? "Gong Wusheng asked.
At this time, Yar Sheng, Lin Wutian, and Zuo Shuguang didn't have the right to speak. It was all up to the Son of War.
Xia Jiulong stood aside and watched the show. Since he was here, whether or not the Thousand-Hand Buddha and Gong Wusheng could capture Lin Wutian, he could control the situation. Today, he had to take Lin Wutian and Emperor Feng away. As for the others, he wasn't interested.
The Son of War wasn't sure if Lin Wutian had the Immortal Herb, so he frowned.
Lin Wutian was expressionless, but he thought to himself, Even if I die today, I can't lose the Immortal Herb! At most, the Immortal Herb will be destroyed.
Yar Sheng thought for a moment, then looked at Xia Jiulong and the Son of War. He reminded them, "Nine Dragons Crown Prince, Son of War, do you want the Insane Sect to be destroyed and everyone to lose a Immortal Herb?"
Xia Jiulong replied indifferently, "Even if the sky collapses, the Holy Empire's Immortal Herb won't run away. Ye Qinghan wouldn't dare to cheat me of the Immortal Herb."
Yar Sheng was speechless. The Holy Empire covered the sky with one hand, so there was nothing they could do.
"Lin Wutian, tell me honestly. Do you have the Immortal Herb with you?" The Son of War couldn't help but ask.
"So what if I do? So what if I don't? "Lin Wutian asked.
"If you do, I'll send you to the Martial Dao Supremacy Holy Land. If you don't, I don't care!" The Son of War said coldly.
Lin Wutian shrugged and said truthfully, "The Immortal Herb is in my hands."
At this time, Xia Jiulong, Gong Wusheng, and the Thousand-Hand Buddha's eyes shone with golden light. Immortal Herb! It represented nine Eternal Sovereigns and was priceless!
However, the Son of War said forcefully, "I have a share of the Immortal Herb. Naturally, I can't lose it. It's best if you retreat, but if you don't, then let's fight!"
"Fight, let's fight. I haven't fought with you legendary experts in a long time!" Xia Jiulong replied forcefully.
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