Fu Ling'er was like a flash of lightning, pressing Chu Yunian tightly. Her speed was as fast as the wind, making it impossible to detect her trace. Chu Yunian was forced into a rage by her pressure, and immediately turned around and drew his sword to fight back. His figure was like a ghost, leaving only a residual shadow.

The two men engaged in a thrilling life-and-death battle high in the sky. Their figures intertwined in the air, sometimes streaking across the sky like meteors, sometimes circling like whirlwinds, their speed was so fast that it was difficult to find their traces.

The only witnesses of their battle were the crisp sounds of weapons colliding with each other and the flashing of swords and sabers accompanied by colorful light.

Over there, Wanqi Yuan was like a killing god, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the eight elders.

"puff,"

Wanqi Yuan stood tall in the air, the sword in his hand flashing with cold light, like the sickle of the god of death. He stared at the elder opposite him,

It's too late, but it's soon.

Wanqi Yuan moved as fast as lightning and pierced the Great Elder's chest in an instant.

The Great Elder's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He couldn't understand how this young boy could stand firm under the siege of six Divine Lords and two Divine Emperors.

The Great Elder's heart was filled with doubts and resentment, and he never figured out the reason until his death. He clearly felt that the other party's cultivation was different from his own, and was even slightly inferior, but why was he always at a disadvantage in the battle?

What puzzled the elder even more was the strange pressure emanating from Wanqi Yuan. The pressure was like an invisible mountain, suffocating them. Whenever they launched an attack, the pressure would follow them like a shadow, suppressing their strength at the critical moment, making their attacks weak and powerless, and even their trump cards were ineffective.

Wanqi Yuan retracted his sword, and the Death Blade suddenly appeared, flying out like a parabola, and returned to his hand in the blink of an eye. The necks of the Great Elder and other elders who took in more air than they exhaled were already gushing with blood.

Now, even their souls will be ruthlessly destroyed, and they will be completely dead and gone.

What a way of dying with eyes wide open.

The Great Elder's eyes widened, and he made unknown sounds in his throat. He raised his hand and pointed at Wanqi Yuan unwillingly. He wanted to curse but dropped his hand weakly.

Silently announcing their end.

Over there, Xiao Zi's group attack skill, Heaven and Earth Net, which was comparable to that of the Divine Emperor, was of boundless power, ruthlessly and cruelly covering the men in black, leaving them with no way to escape. They wailed in fear, rolled around, and twitched until they were reduced to ashes.

Not only that, Lingyou, Xuanchen and the four great beasts also showed their terrifying side at this moment. They were like the gods of death, emitting a chilling aura, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of those men in black.

The long sword in Lingyou's hand flickered with a mysterious light, and every swing was accompanied by a thick black aura, like a devil hidden in the darkness, stabbing the man in black unexpectedly.

Xuan Chen's body was as fast as lightning, and he danced wildly with the ice sword in his hand. Every sword accurately hit the black-clothed man's vital points, and the extremely cold air instantly hit his body.

The next moment, the man in black watched helplessly as his body was frozen into an ice sculpture bit by bit. Xuan Chen kicked it, and with a "bang", the ice sculpture shattered into slag.

And the four divine beasts are even more powerful and awe-inspiring!

The Azure Dragon was huge, covered in blue scales, like a moving mountain. It roared, and the sound shook the sky, as if the whole world was shaking.

The white tiger was snow-white, its fur was as white as the first snow in winter, flawless. However, this beautiful appearance concealed endless ferocity. It waved its claws, and those sharp claws were like blades, flashing cold light. Every time it waved its claws, there was a whistling sound that tore through the air, and the power was amazing.

Xiao Que'er was small in stature, but the flames followed her everywhere. The flames were orange-red, like a burning sun. Not only was the temperature of the flames extremely high, but they also had the same strong adhesion as Fu Ling'er's Red Lotus Karma Fire. Once ignited, they were difficult to extinguish. Xiao Que'er moved flexibly among the men in black, and the flames danced with them, forming a gorgeous and deadly curtain of fire, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the men in black.

Xuanwu, its body is covered with a thick shell, which is as solid as a rock and can withstand almost any attack. Xuanwu is good at defense, it always silently guards its partners, using its indestructible defensive shield to help its partners resolve crises and make the enemy's attacks in vain.

The four beasts work in perfect harmony with each other. They cooperate with each other to form a perfect fighting system. When they are together, they are both offensive and defensive, and impeccable. When they are separated, each beast turns into a cold killer with super combat power.

The men in black had almost no ability to fight back in front of them. They could only scream in terror and then be ruthlessly killed.

The trio of Lu Yan, Xiao Mengmeng and Zhuge Qiao did not disappoint. The three of them always huddled together and turned their backs to each other.

Finally, under the leadership of Zhuge Qiao, a loophole was cleverly set up, which led to many men in black being deceived. Xiao Mengmeng took the opportunity to open the illusion realm and tricked people into the illusion realm. Green Flame quickly released poisonous smoke, and in an instant, the illusion realm was filled with dark green poisonous smoke.

The man in black who was enveloped by the illusion died miserably and looked horrifying. In the end, only a puddle of water remained and he disappeared.

Mie Ya and Hua Ban Yu, a pair of ferocious saber-toothed tigers, have tall bodies and sharp long claws. Every time they swing their claws, they bring a cold light that cuts the necks of the men in black.

It seems that each of Fu Ling'er's companions is a sharp knife that pierces the enemy's heart. Their fierce and brutal fighting style makes people shudder.

At this moment, Chu Yunian's body was covered in blood, his skin and flesh were turned inside out, and the blood was flowing down unstoppably.

His face was pale, his whole body was trembling, and he looked at the expressionless Fu Ling'er with horror. At this moment, Fu Ling'er's hair was messy, her clothes were flying, and the bright red blood on her cheeks made her look like the god of death.

He stared at the strange sword, a sword that was not stained with a single drop of blood. In his opinion, it was more terrifying than Fu Ling'er.

The pain made him unable to think, leaving only instinct.

He wanted to escape, and he had to escape.

Chu Yunian held his breath and flew down. Fu Ling'er, like the God-killing Sword, stabbed at Chu Yunian's back again.

Chu Yunian seemed to be able to feel the tip of the sword pressing against the skin of his back, it was icy cold.

Without time to think, Chu Yunian quickly pulled over a man in black and rushed towards the tip of Fu Ling'er's sword.

"Puchi," the tip of the sword came out from the chest of the man in black.

Chu Yunian seized the opportunity and activated the last life-saving teleportation talisman in his hand.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.