Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 747: The king is domineering

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"Although Yin Yimeng has been wronged here, there is not much damage. According to the previous behavior of Tianchan Sect, it is enough to get justice for Yin Yimeng, and it will not be so strong to destroy the Seven Lights Gate. ." An Yifei analyzed.

"Are they eyeing the ancient ruins and want to take it for themselves?" Han Yu changed color slightly. He still wanted to find an opportunity to explore the ancient ruins. If they fell into the hands of Tianchan Sect, there would be almost no chance.

"It should be, Yin Yimeng appeared here, and he should have received news about the ancient ruins. At this time, it is a God-given opportunity to forcibly occupy the ancient ruins." An Yifei said.

"Little friend Han Yu, come here." At this moment, a gentle voice came, it was the crane.

Han Yu flew over, stopped ten feet away from Xianhe, clasped his fists at Xianhe, and asked, "What is your order, senior?"

Xianhe said: "My little friend helps my young lady, I am grateful, please follow us back to Tian Zen, my Tian Zen will definitely thank you."

Han Yu glanced at Yin Yimeng, Yin Yimeng's face was cold, and he could not see the slightest gratitude.

Han Yu's heart moved, Yin Yimeng must have told Xianhe about Han Yu's performance in the ancient ruins. He wanted to keep Han Yu and use Han Yu when he went to explore the ancient ruins again.

Han Yu was a little sullen, but he didn't expect Yin Yimeng to turn his face and not recognize anyone. But with the cranes here, Han Yu didn't dare to act rashly, and said, "Senior, you are polite, we are just helping each other, there is no one who owes the other."

Xianhe said: "You can't say that, so it's settled. When I finish the things here, you can go with us."

Han Yu's expression changed slightly, is he going to take him away forcibly? An Yifei also heard the overtones in Xianhe's words, and his face became quite ugly.

Xianhe said: "Why, is your little friend unwilling?"

Han Yu had the urge to scold the sky, but what kind of anger could only be suppressed temporarily, and said, "It's an honor."

Xianhe nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good!"

Xianhe turned around and looked in the direction of the Seven Lights Gate, no longer paying attention to Han Yu.

Han Yu glanced at Yin Yimeng's back and clenched his fist tightly.

"Brother Han, if you take the opportunity to leave, I will block them!" An Yifei said.

"Can you stop this crane?" Han Yu said with a wry smile, the crane could blow An Yifei to death with a single breath.

"Although I can't stop it, it doesn't dare to hurt me." An Yifei said confidently.

"Oh?" Han Yu's eyes lit up, Xianhe would destroy the Seven Lights Gate if he disagreed, and An Yifei dared to say that Xianhe would not dare to hurt him, which shows that his origin is not simple.

Originally, Han Yu thought that An Yifei and Yin Yimeng knew each other, but he didn't think about An Yifei's origin. Now it seems that An Yifei may also come from a first-class force.

Han Yu asked, "You are here because of the ancient ruins, right?"

An Yifei shook his head and said, "I came here purely for experience." Han Yu could see that An Yifei was not lying.

Han Yu said: "I understand your kindness. Although the crane doesn't dare to hurt you, can you stop it?"

An Yifei blushed suddenly, and said ashamedly: "I thought it was too simple."

Han Yu patted An Yifei on the shoulder and said no more.

Time passed quietly, and the people from the Seven Lights Gate did not leave, as if they were waiting for someone. Xianhe didn't say a word either, quietly carrying Yin Yimeng and looking at the Seven Lights Gate.

When the half-hour deadline was about to come, a cyan beam of light suddenly shot into the sky at the mountain behind the Seven Lights Gate, shaking the clouds in the sky and suppressing the sun's rays. Between heaven and earth, it seems that only the beam of light remains.

"The sect master is out of the gate, we are saved!" The disciples of the Seven Lights Sect, looking at the sky-shattering beam of light, shouted with excitement and burst into tears. They didn't leave, they just waited for the door owner to come out, and finally they did.

In the distance, Jia Zhengjing looked at this beam of light and was moved.

"I didn't expect Yun Lesheng to take that step!"

However, no matter how lively the Seven Lights Gate was, the crane remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.

"Bastard, how dare you come to my Seven Lights Gate to be presumptuous!"

A majestic and domineering voice rolled in like a thunderbolt in nine days. The wind and clouds changed color, and the mountains trembled.

"How strong is this person? Why do I feel that as long as he is willing, a roar can shock us to death!" An Yifei was surprised.

"I don't know, it's very strong!" Han Yu stared at the beam of light without moving.

Suddenly, the beam of light disappeared, and an old man in white robes stepped out of the air.

It seems that there is a means of shrinking the ground into an inch. Every step, it can be a hundred meters away. It seems to be pacing slowly, but in a blink of an eye, it is in front of the Seven Lightsmen.

"See Sect Master!"

All the people from the Seven Lights Sect knelt down on one knee in the void and shouted loudly, their voices going straight to the sky.

At this moment, there is no fear, there is boundless fighting spirit and confidence.

"Shh!"

The white-robed old man looked at Xianhe, and there were two substantial rays of light in his eyes. Where the rays of light passed, the void trembled, forming a terrifying whirlwind.

The people from the Seven Lights Gate stood up in unison, looked at Xianhe, and glared at each other.

Xianhe snorted indifferently, and when his eyes reached it three feet away, he disappeared automatically.

"The first level of King Wu, who is engaged in such a big battle, thinks that you are the first level of Emperor Wu." Xianhe sneered.

Han Yu was extremely shocked, what kind of cultivation is Xianhe? Is it so strong that even the masters of Wu Wang Yizhong can't see it

"I didn't expect that there are such masters in the Seven Lights Sect, and they can directly advance to the first-class sect!" An Yifei sighed. In Wuzhou, there is a clear rule for the division of sect grades. As long as there is a strong martial king in the sect, it can be promoted to a first-class sect. The Seven Lights Sect met this requirement.

"The peak of the demon general! It is really not easy to cultivate to such a state. Unfortunately, you are completely dead today!" Yun Lesheng said indifferently.

Although the voice was not as shocking as before, it had an air of a king invisibly, which made people not dare to despise it.

This is a master of the martial king level, and every move has the demeanor of a king. Even if the monster beast at the peak of the monster general, its combat power can be said to be no weaker than the person of the first level of Wuwang, it is still dismissive.

The king is domineering and fearless!

"Hmph, it's your Seven Lights Sect who killed him!" Xianhe responded strongly without flinching.

At this time, Yin Yimeng jumped down from the back of the crane and fluttered backwards. Whether it is a monster at the peak of the monster general, or a strong person at the first level of Wuwang, they can raise their hands to destroy the mountains and the ground, and extraordinary people can resist.

On the other side, the people from the Seven Lights Sect also quickly retreated. This level of battle is not something that ordinary people can intervene in. Even the masters of Wu Zun's nine-level will back away.

Although there is only a line between Wu Zun's ninth level and Wu Wang's first level, this line is like a gap between the sky and the moat. King Wu, the king of the world, is a thousand miles away!