Boom!......

Qi Sha made a move, how could ordinary swords bear it? Even if Qi Sha just threw down two fireballs just like playing tricks, all the more than thirty swords flew backwards, dead and wounded.

But the remaining people did not mean to stop, but retreated all of them.

At the same time, a luxurious carriage slowly walked forward.

"Qian Sha? You are alive again? But why don't you remember?" Ye Xiuwen's voice came from the carriage.

Qi Sha laughed and said, "Haha, Ye Xiuwen, my disciple. I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much. See if your skills have grown, take my move."

Before Qi Sha finished speaking, his hands slapped together, and the fierce flames burned on his hands.

With a roar, the flames were so high that it was terrible. The huge fireball expanded rapidly from the center of the Qik's hands.

Inside the fireball, countless flames were rolling, just like the corona of the sky.

At this time, the owner of the seventy-two caves saw it and was shocked.

But what they were shocked was not the strength of Qiks, but the fact that Qiks actually had a heavy hand when they took action. They were worried that Qiks would let Ye Xiuwen go before. However, they did not expect that the Qiks were crazy and recruiting disciples.

The fireball expanded to as many as 100 meters in a moment, connecting with the thunder clouds in the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

"ah?"

At the same time, the swords on the six doors were shocked. They wanted to stay and express their loyalty to the prince before. But at this time, it seemed that the prince was right. If they were still by the prince's side, they would probably have died long ago.

"Accept it!"

At this moment, Qizhe made a move, waved his hands down, and the huge fireball flew towards the carriage in the middle of the road.

Wow!

The huge fireball fell and made a whimpering sound in the air. The temperature around it suddenly rose. Even the horses, which were more than 300 meters apart, seemed to feel it, and they were slightly restless.

However, these horses have been specially trained. Even if they are frightened, they will not run wildly. They will only stand still and make hissing sounds.

Although the driver who was driving the car was also a warrior, when he saw the huge fireball pressing down, he also took a breath of air conditioning.

But he was also trained to death, even if he died, he would not move at this time.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage blew like a breeze, slightly raised, and a black shadow took off, and then the fireball falling from the sky was sucked away by something like running water.

"snort!"

The one who stood in front of the huge fireball was Ye Xiuwen. He snorted coldly and withdrew his left palm. All the fireballs of Qik were taken away by a black spiral.

Ye Xiuwen turned around, and when the palm was pushed out again, the fireball appeared again, and it was even bigger than before, and headed straight for the Qiks.

"Hahaha, OK, OK!"

Qikows, but not only did not say anything when he saw the fireball, but he also applauded repeatedly, and pushed out his palms, and actually used his palms to resist the fireball that Ye Xiuwen hit back.

However, at this moment, Ye Xiuwen sneered slightly, the wind-attributed true energy was injected, and the fireball exploded, generating a very strong airflow and directly bombarded the Qi Killing.

Wow!

Qi Sha's body flew backwards like an arrow from the string, and I don't know where to fly. I heard Qi Sha was still shouting: "What a flame, I'll burn it to death, I'll burn it to death."

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Everyone was speechless, but at this moment, it was the "Seven-Colored Venerable" who said, "I really didn't expect that this kid would be so diligent in his skills. What's going on with those pairs of blood-colored wings?"

The 'Seven Colors Venerable' was puzzled, and the owner of the seventy-two caves seemed to be pondering. But at this moment, Bai Xiaosheng said: "It is said that there is a god-born tribe who has wings on his back. Could it be that Ye Xiuwen is a descendant of the god-born tribe?"

"Ah, I remembered that in the Eight Desolates, there were people with wings on their backs. Yes, yes, it was called the God clan." At this time, the owner of the seventy-two caves also said.

"This person is not simple. For some reason, I vaguely saw that he seemed to have broken through the legendary realm." Another master of the seventy-two caves said.

"Legend Realm? How is this possible? Isn't there only one Yan King in this Ming Kingdom who broke through the Legend Realm?"

"Maybe this is the second one."

"Yes, I also feel it vaguely. But this person's strength seems to be blocked by something, which makes me unable to see clearly."

"What if he doesn't matter, we have so many people, are you afraid that he will not succeed? What if he is a warrior in the legendary realm?"

“Yes, yes…”

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The Seventy-Two Cave Masters were talking about it, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen Zhuque, Yue'er, Meng Qinglong, Yuan'er, and Colorful Butterfly had already flew up and floated in the sky, standing opposite the "Seven Colors Venerables" and others.

Ye Xiuwen glanced at everyone and only knew the "Seven Colors Venerables" and Bai Xiaosheng. The other eight people did not recognize them, but these people were all warriors in the legendary realm.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that so many legendary masters appeared in this Ming Dynasty at once."

Ye Xiuwen smiled and said, but at this time, the "Seven Colors Venerables" and the owner of the seventy-two caves were shocked, because Qianye could see at a glance that they were coming from the legendary realm.

They could not see Ye Xiuwen's realm. But Ye Xiuwen saw their realm, which was incredible.

"Hmph, Ye Xiuwen? You said you have good eyesight. Now I will tell you, are you surrendering or will you die at our hands?" The "Seven Colors Venerables" questioned.

"Haha, it seems like you are sure to win. But I said there is one thing I want to ask for. Since you are all in the same group, then who are you loyal to? Should you always talk to me?" Ye Xiuwen continued to keep a smile.

The "Seven Colors Venerable" and the Seventy-Two Hole Master looked at each other, as if they were discussing whether to tell Ye Xiuwen. The Seventy-Two Hole Master thought about it and thought to himself: If the three words "Blood Sect" are raised, perhaps the other party was frightened and it might not be possible to directly surrender.

So one of the cave owners smiled and said, "Ye Xiuwen? Have you heard of the Central Plains Demon Cult Blood Sect for hundreds of years?"

At this time, Ye Xiuwen narrowed his eyes slightly, because he could not know about this bloodshed? And calluses were about to appear in his ears.

The Blood Cult back then caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world. But in the end, it was driven away by the Central Plains martial arts world!...
Chapter completed!