Abandoning my son, I turned around and established the Supreme Immortal Dynasty!

Swish swish! ! !

As the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun moved quickly, a total of eighteen people instantly surrounded the Eight Desolate Emperor Ying Changfeng.

"His Majesty!"

Among the armies of the Eight Desolate Imperial Dynasties, Wu Fengxue, the Prime Minister of Military Affairs, and other powerful imperial dynasties saw this and immediately prepared to take action.

However, the Great Emperor Ying Changfeng waved his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute."

"I just take this opportunity to see the strength of these guys who don't know how high the sky is."

It just so happens that these eighteen Venerable Realms allow guys like Da Xia to have a good look at the consequences of opposing me.

"kill!"

The leader of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun greeted him.

Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry quickly rushed towards the encircled Eight Wilderness Emperor Ying Changfeng.

"Humph!"

"Ant-like garbage!"

Ying Changfeng snorted coldly.

Although there are many people on the other side, they are still only some Venerable Realm beings, and they are completely nothing to worry about.

He punched a Venerable Realm who was attacking him.

A punch from the saint realm is enough to completely kill him even if he doesn't use all his strength.

Just when Naying Changfeng's attack was about to fall, Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry swayed, and a vague aura connected the eighteen people closely.

Bang! ! !

The punch fell.

However, he did not kill the Venerable-level man in front of him. The opponent just took a few steps back after receiving Ying Changfeng's punch.

That's it.

"how come!"

When Ying Changfeng saw this scene, he was extremely surprised.

The Venerable Realm in front of him was actually able to block his attack.

Are there so many perverts in this great summer?

Is this even true for the Venerable Realm?

Ying Changfeng didn't expect it at all, and he was slightly surprised by this scene.

Swish! ! !

A long wind came.

While Ying Changfeng was attacking, it was impossible for the other seventeen Yanyun Eighteen Riders to remain indifferent.

Except for one person who was sent flying by him, the remaining seventeen people took action one after another, and dozens of attacks completely blocked Ying Changfeng's retreat.

But after all, he is a powerful being at the middle level of the Saint Realm. Even in the face of such dangerous situations, he can still deal with it with ease.

He shot out two palms, knocking away most of the attacks directed at him, and then calmly retreated from the encirclement.

Look at the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry again.

I saw that the aura of the eighteen people was cold and cold. Although they were only at the Venerable level, their ruthless killing intent made him, a Saint, feel strangely uncomfortable.

The realm of these eighteen venerables is not simple.

The murderous intent in his body must have been forged after going through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and judging from the attack just now, these eighteen people were sharp in their methods and coordinated in an orderly manner. They were one person with extremely strong coordination ability. The combination.

"How come this Great Xia has so many unexpected existences..."

Ying Changfeng looked towards the border town of Daxia.

Even though he was the emperor of the imperial dynasty, he was becoming more and more curious.

These are simply not what a dynasty should have.

What kind of power support is behind this Daxia?

But the matter has come to this, the army of his Eight Desolate Emperors has arrived, and there is no possibility of stopping.

Once they stop, they will undoubtedly be ridiculed by all forces. The majestic imperial forces cannot even deal with a single dynasty.

When the time comes, the majesty of the imperial dynasty will be completely lost, and I, the leader of the imperial dynasty, will also become a joke.

at the same time.

The situation on the battlefield is also watched by various forces secretly.

Not only are there dynasty forces among them, but there are also some powerful people who are also from dynasties or top sects.

"This Great Xia is really not simple. A mere dynasty actually has so many powerful people!"

"Except for the previous Saint Realm, eighteen more Venerable Realm people suddenly appeared. This is by no means the power that the dynasty should have."

Secretly, those imperial forces kept commenting on the strength of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But those who were members of the same dynasty or sects with comparable power had solemn and cold expressions.

The existence of the Venerable Realm is a negligible presence in the dynasty. How could it be like the Great Xia Dynasty?

Although they are both dynasties, Daxia's strength has far exceeded the scope of strength that a force of this level should have.

Fortunately, the Eight Desolate Emperors took action.

Otherwise, under the expansion of the Great Xia Dynasty, these dynasty and sect forces will never have the strength to compete with it, and will eventually either be destroyed by it or have no choice but to surrender.

"kill!"

On the battlefield, the dispute continues.

Ying Changfeng and Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry were fighting fiercely.

Although the Yanyun Eighteen Riders joined forces and did not pose much danger to Naying Changfeng, they still made it difficult for him to escape and he was trapped tightly in the encirclement.

"I don't believe it!"

Ying Changfeng's eyes were full of cruelty.

The Emperor's Sword was held horizontally in his hand, and a very strong aura came from the sword.

After several battles, Ying Changfeng was finally ready to use the Emperor's Sword when he saw that Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry was helpless.

No matter how strong the eighteen people in front of him were, he didn't believe they could still compete under the Emperor's sword carrying the power of the emperor's destiny.

Above the border town.

Xiao Ling also frowned slightly.

Ying Changfeng once again prepared to use the luck of the emperor.

Previously, Gao Xianzhi was defeated by Ying Changfeng's Emperor's Sword.

I just don't know how Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry will fare against Ying Changfeng's Emperor's Sword, which carries the destiny of the emperor.

"die!"

Ying Changfeng mobilized the emperor's destiny on the emperor's sword.

Looking towards where Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders were, the Emperor's Sword fell directly from his hand.

The power of the Imperial Dynasty is far beyond what ordinary warriors can contend with. Even those who are as powerful as the Saint Realm have to stay away.

As soon as the sword energy was slashed out, the color of the world changed instantly. The two armies fighting below were even more defeated and scattered under such terrifying sword power.

The sword energy did not contain all of Yanyun's eighteen horses, but most of them were under the power of the sword.

"Pity!"

"This Great Emperor of the Eight Desolations exists in the middle stage of the Saint Realm, and the combination of the eighteen Venerable Realm of Great Xia was able to force him to use the luck of the Imperial Dynasty. This strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Venerables. "

"If we give the eighteen people here some time to wait until their cultivation reaches the late stage of the Venerable Realm, they will probably be unrivaled in the Saint Realm!"

"But it doesn't matter if it's gone. Such a heaven-defying existence was born in a dynasty, which is a great threat to us. The Eight Desolate Emperor's move this time can be regarded as eliminating some possible futures for us. trouble."

Zhu Qiang, who was hiding in the dark, saw the fighting power displayed by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry and was quite afraid of it.

Since this kind of existence does not belong to himself and others, the best way is to destroy it.

Cut off with a sword.

The Emperor Bahuang looked towards Yanyun Shibaqi.

Even if the opponent is fleeing in all directions at this moment, there must be very few people who can survive his sword. The remaining people are naturally unlikely to pose any threat to themselves.