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Chapter 897 Fierce Battle

"Are you going to do it tonight? Hmph, come two, I'll kill a pair."

Ye An said to himself, his eyes full of killing intent.

In the past 100 years, the Huangfeng Gate has encountered more than a dozen battles. The enemy has used various methods, such as beauty tricks, diverting the tiger away from the mountain, counterintuitive tricks, internal and external cooperation, etc. Ye An has rich experience, so naturally he will not be easily fooled. Responding from the inside to the outside, there are three groups of enemies who have used this strategy, and Ye An will naturally not be fooled.

He got up and walked out. A middle-aged man with skinny cheeks stood at the door with a solemn expression.

"Junior Brother Sun, please inform Junior Sister Liu, Junior Brother Song, and Junior Brother Liu that there are guests coming to our door, and we are going to entertain them. Take them to the Huangfeng Hall, and let's treat them well."

Ye An's face was full of frost, with a murderous look on his face.

"Yes, Senior Brother Ye."

Outside Huangfeng Island, a huge yellow boat floated high in the sky. A group of monks wearing Huanglong Island costumes stood on the huge yellow boat, led by Wang Qingshan and Chen Yang, with serious expressions on their faces.

Both Chen Yang and Wang Qingshan changed their appearances, and they were not worried about being recognized.

The disciples of Huang Feng Sect didn't let them in, and strictly interrogated them.

"Senior Chen, Master Ye invites you in."

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and with a pinch of the formula, the huge yellow boat flew into Huangfeng Island.

There are many buildings on the island, and colorful lights are flying around at high altitude, making it very lively.

Half a quarter of an hour later, they landed on a huge bluestone platform, not far away stood a yellow palace more than ten feet high, with three silver characters "Huangfeng Palace" engraved on the plaque, and the gate of the palace was open.

"Seniors, Master Ye is inside, you just go in by yourself, and I will take someone to settle your disciples."

Out of caution, Wang Qingshan released his spiritual consciousness to investigate. He has already taken the true soul fruit, and his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Chen Yang was about to go in, but was stopped by Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan said via voice transmission:
"Not good, there is an ambush, and there are three alchemy cultivators hiding in the dark."

Chen Yang was taken aback for a moment, he released his divine sense to investigate, and only found the aura of two alchemy monks.

Wang Qingshan didn't want to explain so much, he quickly said via voice transmission: "There is an ambush, send a signal to Uncle Ming Ren."

With a flick of his sleeve, seven cyan flying swords flew out, and a clear sword sound resounded, and the seven cyan flying swords turned into thousands of cyan flying swords, scrambling to hit Huang Fengdian.

Countless cyan sword shadows emerged from behind him, and the sword shadows quickly materialized, one hovering, and turned into a huge cyan dragon, which threw itself into the Huangfeng Palace with its teeth and claws open.

Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and the Huangfeng Hall collapsed, and five ray of lights of different colors flew out from it.

As soon as Chen Yang raised his hand, a red light appeared in the sky, turning into a huge red fireball, blooming in the sky like fireworks.

"Do it, kill me."

Chen Yang shouted coldly, pinched the sword formula, and there was a clear sword cry, three blue flying swords flew out, and one blurred into hundreds of blue flying swords, hitting Ye An and the others.

At the same time, the disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect also sacrificed magic weapons to attack the disciples of the Huangfeng Sect. For a while, the roar continued.

Outside Huangfeng Island, the void suddenly rippled, blue light flashed, Wang Mingren and Lu Yuhuan appeared, Lu Yuhuan saw the red fire above Huangfeng Island, looked anxious, and urged: "Junior Brother Wang, it seems Husband and the others have had an accident, let's help quickly, if it is too late, their lives may be in danger."

Wang Mingren nodded, and used a magic weapon to attack Huangfeng Island's island protection array.

At this moment, the seawater violently rolled and surged, turning into a huge blue water curtain, wrapping the entire Huangfeng Island, and countless yellow mist emerged from Huangfeng Island, covering the entire island, forming a double protection circle .

On Huangfeng Island, Wang Qingshan used seven cyan flying swords to fight with two huge puppet beasts.

There are five alchemy cultivators in Huangfengmen, one alchemy cultivator controls the formation, Ye An and another person control the third-order puppet beast to deal with Wang Qingshan, and the other two deal with Chen Yang.

Wang Qingshan only felt a strong gravity coming from under him, and his body fell towards the ground involuntarily.

The void above his head fluctuated together, and a big yellow hand emerged out of thin air and took a head-on shot.

Five dazzling yellow lights hit from the front, very fast.

Wang Qingshan frowned, pinched the sword formula, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body, a large cloud of blue sword energy emerged around him, and struck in all directions.

Rumble!
The dense cyan sword energy smashed the big yellow hand and the yellow light into pieces, and a powerful wave of air burst out, billowing in smoke and dust.

Wang Qingshan took the opportunity to fly high into the sky, the sword formula changed, thousands of blue flying swords circled one by one, and flew towards Ye An and the other two.

Ye An's face turned cold, and he held out a yellow flag the size of a palm, waved it lightly, and the flag's surface burst into a dazzling yellow light, making the flag soar to the size of Zhang Xu.

There was a loud whistling sound, and a large yellow hurricane surged out from the flag, facing the attacking blue flying sword. Another man in the yellow shirt sacrificed three small yellow forks, and after one blurred, it turned into countless yellow fork shadows , with an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, hit the cyan flying sword.

A large number of cyan flying swords were shattered, turning into dots of blue light and disappearing. The cyan flying swords were submerged in the yellow hurricane, like mud like the sea, and there was no sound at all.

The corner of Wang Qingshan's mouth raised a hint of sarcasm, and the sword formula changed, and hundreds of blue flying swords circled one by one, surrounding the two of Ye An,
One of the hundreds of cyan flying swords was blurred, and there were only seven left. Each flying sword was the same size and had a powerful aura.

The seven cyan flying swords spun quickly, making a clear sword cry, and the wind was strong, dense cyan sword energy struck from all directions, and struck at Ye An and the other two.

"Sword formation!"

Ye An frowned, turned his palms over, blood flashed, and a blood-colored ball the size of an egg appeared on his hand, with some silver lines on the surface.

The yellow flag in his hand swayed slightly, the wind was strong, and a large yellow hurricane flew out, turning into a yellow wind python more than ten feet long. He threw the blood-colored ball forward, and the yellow wind python opened its mouth wide. , swallowed the bloody ball in one gulp, and rushed towards the opposite side.

The man in the yellow shirt drove three huge yellow forks, releasing multiple fork shadows, facing the attacking blue sword energy.

Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and powerful air waves swept away in all directions.

The yellow wind python was shattered by the dense cyan sword energy, and turned into a powerful hurricane. A blood-colored ball flew out, and appeared in front of a cyan flying sword in an instant, less than ten feet away.

The dense cyan sword energy slashed on the blood-colored ball, and suddenly burst out a dazzling blood light, covering a radius of hundreds of feet.

Wang Qingshan frowned. He could clearly feel that the spirituality of a flying sword was greatly damaged, as if it had been stained with something filthy. If something went wrong with a flying sword, the power of the sword formation would decrease.

A huge roar sounded, and a yellow wind dragon more than [-] feet long shook its head and tail, and sent seven flying swords flying.

The sword formation that Wang Qingshan had just set up was broken.

Ye An breathed a sigh of relief, this blood evil bead was his treasure, and it was specially used to pollute flying swords. If a flying sword was damaged, even if Wang Qingshan set up a sword array again, the power would not be as powerful as before.

An ear-piercing sound of piercing the air sounded, and a dazzling red light shot out suddenly, very fast.

Ye An quickly took out a yellow shield and stood in front of him.

There was a muffled sound of metal colliding, and a large red flame spread across the surface of the yellow shield.

Roar!
A huge cyan dragon rushed towards it with its teeth and claws open, very fast.

(End of this chapter)