Chapter 5187

However, seeing that the closest sword cultivator was closing in on him, and hearing the battle cries coming from behind him, Zhong Haoran raised his right hand and placed it on his throat, shouting hoarsely, "Zhong Zhan!

Are you leaving or not?

If you don't leave, this old man will die here!! "

"Martial Uncle …" Zhong Zhan smiled wryly, "Don't lie to this disciple!

You gave the command of the Fortune Gate to this disciple, isn't it because you have the same idea as this disciple? "

Zhong Zhan turned to look at Fei Yunshu, who had not left, and said, "Yunshu, you arranged your Fortune Gate to the north of Sky Patrol City and followed us, but didn't you also see through Martial Uncle's plan?"

"This old man's life is coming to an end, it doesn't matter where I die!"

Zhong Haoran said indifferently, "But you are different, you have a long lifespan, and the Fortune Gate's future depends on you!

This old man has failed Daoist Xiao's trust, and I have no face to see him in the underworld. You must not follow in this old man's footsteps … "

Unfortunately, Zhong Zhan was unmoved. He looked coldly at Zhong Haoran and said, "Martial Uncle, what's done is done, what should be done must be done.

You don't need to coerce this disciple, this disciple did not listen to you in the past, and now, this disciple will not … "

Fei Yunshu gritted his teeth and flew to Zhong Haoran's side, shouting, "Martial Uncle, since we have no intention of leaving, why do you have to do this?

Why don't we kill our way over, killing one sword cultivator is one … "

As he spoke, he looked at Zhong Zhan and said, "Zhong Zhan, although I said that I had forgiven you earlier, in reality, I still feel disdain for what you have done!

Even today, I still don't think what you did in the past was honorable!

However, since you want to die, I will accompany you. When we reach the underworld, I ask Daoist Xiao to judge for us! "

"Good!" Zhong Zhan nodded. "It's a deal!"

Zhong Zhan's gaze swept over the sword Zhong Haoran was holding at his throat, and he roared, "For the Fortune Gate, for Daoist Xiao, kill …"

Amidst the cries of the sword cultivators, this voice sounded so lonely and desolate, yet so stubborn and so fearless!

It was as if there was only one person shouting on an endless narrow road!

"Kill …" Fei Yunshu wasn't willing to fall behind Zhong Zhan by even half a minute. Before Zhong Zhan could finish shouting, he also roared angrily and dashed towards the sword cultivator. It was as if he was walking a completely different path from Zhong Zhan!

The end of the road was also far away, but it seemed like … they were heading back to the same destination!

"Alright!"

Zhong Haoran saw that his two disciples were ignoring him, but he didn't feel awkward at all. With such loyal disciples accompanying him on the road to the Yellow Springs, he wouldn't be lonely. He applauded and said, "Since that's the case, let's all go. I'm afraid that only Daoist Xiao's Yellow Springs is our true destination …"

Zhong Haoran had already made up his mind to die, and he didn't say anything else. He circulated his secret technique for the last time, and his body emitted a whimpering sword hum as he gradually turned into a sword …

Right at this time, "Rumble …" Countless thunderous sounds came from the sky south of the Sky Patrol City. At first, the thunderous sounds were like drizzling rain, but in the next moment, they turned into a gurgling stream. By the time Zhong Haoran and the others heard it, it had already turned into the roar of a waterfall. While Fei Yunshu was still in shock, the thunderous sounds eventually turned into surging waves, like the rumbling of war drums, enveloping thousands of li around them!

"This …" Even the stubborn Zhong Zhan turned pale with fright at this time. He slowed down and turned his head to look at the south. At this moment, in the originally gloomy sky behind the sword cultivators and Heavenly Demon Sect disciples besieging the Fortune Gate, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. The sky was more ferocious than the craziest tide of the Gui He Sea. In the midst of the thunder, there were flickering silhouettes, as if heavenly soldiers and generals had descended from the sky. An indescribable invincible battle prowess came silently from that place!

However, before the Battle Might could get close, a Divine Thought that was even more terrifying and vast than the Battle Might swept across the Sky-sentry City like a storm. Then, a voice that was louder than thunder was heard, "Damn it!

How dare you!! "

Following this voice, a slender figure leaped across the sky amidst the thunder. This figure landed on the north side of the Sky Patrol City faster than lightning. Although the figure was fast, how could it be faster than Zhong Zhan's thousand years of devout prayer?

When Zhong Zhan saw the familiar figure, he almost cried out, "Xiao … Daoist Xiao?

Is that Daoist Xiao? "

"How is this possible?"

Zhong Haoran and Fei Yunshu naturally saw the figure that had been deeply engraved in their souls. They couldn't believe it because that figure flashed past them like a bolt of lightning!

"It doesn't matter if it's him or not!"

Zhong Zhan's eyes were blazing, and his pale face was flushed red. He turned to look at the sword cultivators who were several hundred zhang away and said excitedly, "To be able to see Daoist Xiao's figure before I die, this Zhong Zhan can die without regrets!

Kill … "

"All of you have Daoist Xiao in your hearts, how could he let you die?"

At this time, a sharp voice sounded, "Not to mention that the other Fortune Gate disciples have fled, and only the three of you are stubbornly resisting. If all of you die, how can I face Daoist Xiao's trust?"

In the direction of this voice, the void was torn apart, and a huge phoenix flew out from it. Wasn't that Feng Wu?

With a flap of Feng Wu's wings, Yuan Ya flew out with the devil spear in his hand. Behind him, Xiang Zhili, Wuqing, and Cui Yingying also appeared!

Yun Jichong released the Four Spirits Blood Curse, allowing Ye Xixiang to crawl out of it like a dog crawling through a hole. Ye Xixiang bit his lips as an indescribable feeling of humiliation rose from the bottom of his heart!

When he escaped from the Four Spirits Blood Curse, he took a deep breath and turned into a ray of sword light, flying more than a thousand zhang away!

When he raised his head to look again, the sword formation was no longer there. Instead, a purple-red cocoon of light was emitting a bewitching radiance in midair!

It resembled a poppy flower that was about to bloom!

This poppy flower had yet to bloom, but it had already swallowed thousands of Fortune Gate's disciples. How could the other Fortune Gate's disciples dare to approach it?

They frantically tried to escape in all directions, but even so, there were still many disciples who failed to escape from the rapidly expanding four blood-red vortexes inside the cocoon of light!

"Roar, roar …" A few low growls sounded, and the Snow Tapir that was fighting with Hanba earlier flew back. Ye Xixiang looked at the Snow Tapir, then at Hanba, who was circling around the blood formation but could not find a way to enter. A cold sneer appeared on his face as he took out his sword pouch and put away the Snow Tapir. Then, he stood there quietly, looking at the Four Spirits Blood Curse as if he was contemplating something.

Half a cup of tea's time later, all the Ye Family's disciples flew out from the Four Spirits Blood Curse and landed beside Ye Xixiang, waiting for his orders.

Ye Xixiang looked around and ordered, "All of you, quickly retreat to the Sky Patrol City!"

"Yes!" The group of Ye Family's disciples complied and flew towards the Sky Patrol City.

"They should be here by now, right?"

Ye Xixiang turned to look at the east and west sides of the Sky Patrol City. The Four Spirits Blood Curse had already taken shape and had sealed the surrounding space. Ye Xixiang's divine sense couldn't penetrate it, and even his gaze couldn't see through the distorted space!

Ye Xixiang hesitated for a moment, then he flew several hundred zhang away with the Ye Family's disciples. At this time, a loud 'boom' came from the distance. Ye Xixiang immediately stopped and turned to look at the source of the sound. On the south side of the Sky Patrol City, a scarlet flying sword several dozen zhang in length was flying at an extremely fast speed, tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky!

Coincidentally, a pillar of sunlight pierced down like a light sword. It streaked across the sky and directly landed on the Four Spirit Blood Curse behind Ye Xi Xiang!

"Haha …" Ye Xixiang laughed loudly and clapped his hands, "Needless to say, this must be the Fortune Gate's signal to retreat!

Since the Fortune Gate is retreating, then the Three Swords Sect and the Heavenly Demon Three Sects must be here. What is there for this old man to worry about? "

With that said, Ye Xixiang's figure flickered as he turned into a sword light and flew under the Four Spirits Blood Curse. It looked like he wanted to rush into the four vortexes supporting the light cocoon!

However, the Four Spirits Blood Curse had shackled the surrounding space. Layers upon layers of rock-like fluctuations had appeared in the area enveloped by the four purplish red vortexes. These fluctuations had blocked Ye Xixiang's divine sense and even blocked his figure!

"Hmph …" Ye Xixiang snorted coldly. Sword light flickered around his body and turned into a giant sword in the blink of an eye!

"Clang …" The giant sword pierced through the void, heading straight for the Four Spirits Blood Curse!

Unfortunately, even though the surrounding space was trembling, and the two vortexes closest to it were shaking, the giant sword only managed to pierce half a foot into the space before it was stopped!

"Ye Xixiang …" Yu Tong inside the Four Spirits Blood Curse seemed to have noticed something and roared, "What are you doing?!"

"Hehe …" Ye Xixiang recovered from the sword light and shouted, "You dare to snatch the Dao Companion that this Young Master has his eyes on?

This Young Master would rather defy the Old Master's order … to save Fairy Hong Xia! "

"You dare!!!" Yu Tong was flustered and exasperated. He hurriedly urged his figure to fly out of the Four Spirits Blood Curse to stop him.

Ye Xixiang didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly raised his hand and took out the flying sword that was shining with a fiery red sword light. "Pfff …" Ye Xixiang spat out a mouthful of blood essence. "Boom boom boom …" The giant sword let out a rumbling sound. The ancient runes on the giant sword started to swim like tadpoles. In just a moment, the blood essence dyed all the tadpoles. Then, with a series of popping sounds, all the tadpoles exploded. The broken runes fell off like crumbs. Following the disappearance of the runes, rays of dazzling golden light blossomed from the flying sword!

In the end, the crimson red sword light faded away, revealing a magic weapon that looked like a golden swordbreaker!

Pride appeared in Ye Xixiang's eyes. He casually shook his hand. "Roar …" A dragon-like roar came from the golden swordbreaker. Layers of golden light broke free from the golden swordbreaker and transformed into the shape of a flood dragon!

"Si … Spirit weapon??"

Yu Tong was shocked when he saw this and cried out, "You … How can you use my Dao Cultivator's spirit weapon?"

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