There were many troops of the old emperor scattered in the wilderness. Seeing the huge silver airship burning and falling from the sky, they all lost their voices. The original fanatical shouts suddenly stopped, and many people showed expressions of disbelief.

Chen Chuan sat upright on his horse, staring at the place where the airship crashed.

There, flames soared into the sky and soot flew up, as if a huge torch was lit on the plain. At this time, the flames shook a few times, and an unusually tall black figure slowly walked out from there, shrouded in darkness from head to toe.

In his mysterious armor, he held a spear with a white necklace in his hand.

His whole body shone with a slight light, and the flames seemed not to be contaminated by it. Every step he took, there was a feeling that the ground was shaking slightly.

At this moment, Chen Chuanruo felt something and turned his eyes to the side. He saw another person walking over there at some point.

This man was wearing a faded red headband, which held up his already thick and hard hair, as if the strands were standing on end.

This man looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with a faint scar on the corner of his eyebrow. He had a wild and unruly expression. He was wearing a Dashun military uniform, but there was no sign of any military rank.

However, the buttons on his chest were not buttoned. Instead, his chest was left open, exposing his rock-hard chest muscles. There was a wide belt around his waist, with metal spikes inserted into it, but there seemed to be few of them.

Got one.

At this moment, this man was walking towards the Xuanjia General, and as he stepped forward, he could see a faint light appearing on his body, and the air around him seemed to be distorted in some way.

Chen Chuan looked at his figure. If he is correct, this should be the fighter who was transferred back from the World Ring. It should be his hand that shot down the airship just now.

Now that this person is here, then...

While he was thinking about it, he saw another airship approaching at the back end of the sky. It looked to be about the same size as the one that crashed.

At the same time, he also vaguely heard bursts of high-pitched and passionate drumming, and could vaguely detect a majestic spirit from it, which became increasingly clear as he got closer.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. When he asked about Principal Yao's situation before, Teacher Xue said that he would know when the time comes. Now he almost understands.

After the Xuanjia general stepped out of the flames, he naturally turned to the young man with tied hair. The two stood opposite each other, but neither seemed in a hurry to make a move.

The airship with the sound of drums and music behind it finally came close at this moment, and then a person jumped down from above, and hit the ground with a bang. A circle of impact ripples suddenly spread outward, and a strong air flow seemed to blow across it.

The plain has suppressed the nearby low shrubs.

A tall and burly figure appeared there. He was wearing a cloak and holding a thick-backed long sword in his hand. When he walked towards him, there was a faint light shining outwards around him.

This should be Principal Yao?

Chen Chuan saw his principal for the first time in the past few years since he entered Wuyi.

However, he also understands that as a fighter, he will definitely not manage specific affairs anymore. This is not to say that such people are incompetent, but that people with this kind of fighting ability can no longer be restricted to a certain position.

It must function in certain specific situations.

At this moment, as Yao Zhiyi came closer, he and the young man with tied hair stood at the left and right sides of General Xuanjia, standing at the right and left of each other, about a hundred meters apart.

The young man with tied hair seemed to raise his hand at this time, and General Xuanjia on the opposite side also raised his gun. It seemed that a force was bombarded there from the air. Suddenly, a light flashed above the tip of the gun, which was extremely dazzling and continued.

It will dissipate after a while.

The young man with tied hair reached out and tugged, and a long chain made of multiple hook knives was taken into his hand. He shook it open and said, "Wei Guochen, you can't leave today."

Yao Zhiyi said in a deep voice: "Xiao Wan, the matter has not been settled yet, so don't rush to a conclusion yet."

The young man with tied hair said: "Principal, you know, if I don't say no, and we are all surrounded, can he still run away?"

"Then just say a few words less and deal with Wei Guochen. You have more time to open your mouth!"

Yao Zhiyi scolded, frowned, held the long knife in his hands with both hands, and leaned forward slightly. The light outside him flickered for a moment, then suddenly expanded outwards, and suddenly a thick layer of as if appeared.

The beating red flames enveloped his entire body.

The young man with tied hair on one side also pulled the hook knife with both hands, and his body was covered with orange-red light, and his originally dark eyes also glowed with the same luster.

The Xuanjia general opposite the two men also experienced a similar change at this moment. A jet-black smoke appeared on his body, as thick as ink, and seemed to be integrated with the armor on his body.

At this moment, the young man with tied hair activated his weapon first, and with a shout, he jumped forward in an instant, and swung the hook knife in his hands with great force, and the whole person was hit like a ball of orange fireball.

General Xuan Jia suddenly raised his spear. Before the weapons of the two sides came into contact, it seemed as if a field outside the two people collided with each other. There was a dull and loud sound of shattering and crashing, and the surrounding ground extended outward in a circle.

Circle of cracks.

The two of them seemed to be frozen for a moment, then a dazzling light burst out with a bang, as if a figure was flickering and shaking rapidly inside, and the ground was shaking continuously. Finally, a group of strong shock ripples spread outward, and the bang

The thunderous sound continued to roll across the plain.

After a while, when the surrounding dust and air waves gradually subsided, it could be seen that both of their feet sank into the loose sand. The place where they stood seemed to have been hit by multiple heavy artillery shells, and a circle of more than a hundred meters appeared.

It was a big hole, but the brilliance outside the two of them was still shining.

The hairband of the young man with tied hair has fallen off at this moment, and traces of black smoke are coming out from his exposed chest, as well as from many parts of his body. However, the hook chain in his hand has firmly grasped the spear on the opposite side.

front end.

On the opposite side, there are many cracks on the surface of the thick armor of General Xuanjia, and there are beating and flashing orange lights on it. His hands are holding the spear firmly and refuse to relax, but it can be seen that his body seems to be swollen than at the beginning.

It was more than twice the size, and the upper body still looked thick. Two arms stretched out from the back of the shoulders, and two more arms extended from under the ribs. The four extra hands were all covered with armor.

At the moment when the two people were confronting each other, flames burst out from the side. Yao Zhiyi raised his long-handled sword high and swung it towards where General Xuan Jia was. A blazing red light overflowed from the blade and he slashed down with an astonishing momentum.

However, there was a roar, but the sword could not be cut smoothly because there was a thick and shining arm blocking it.

This is a man with medium-length black hair. The bangs on his forehead block his eyes. Only the lower half of his cheeks and the firm chin can be seen, but a sharp light can be vaguely seen coming from the hair. This man

Wearing a white loose fighting uniform, the hem fell to his calf, and fist belts were wrapped around his fists and arms.

At this moment, he maintains the posture of making a fist with one hand bent, and the muscles on the arm are bulging. The silvery white light that overflows is like a mist of life, jumping there endlessly. The long knife and fireworks are opposite to this stream of light in the air, and they are in contact with each other.

Things like sparks and debris kept flickering and spilling out everywhere.

Yao Zhiyi looked at him, with a solemn look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "The Purity Sect's Great Blue Sky Fist? It seems that you are Zhao Zhenye? You shouldn't get involved in this matter today."

The eyes of the man opposite were obscured by bangs, and his specific expression could not be seen. He just said: "I'm sorry, I had a promise."

Without looking back, he said to Wei Guochan behind him: "I will help you once as promised before. We will never owe each other anything in the future. I am here. Just do whatever you want to do first."

When General Xuanjia heard what he said, he let go of the spear in his hand and stepped back. The young man with tied hair shouted: "Did I let you go?"

He used the hook knife and spear to throw it aside, and was about to launch an attack on him, but at this moment, Zhao Zhenye waved his free hand at him, and a large ball of impact flames flew out in the air.

The young man with tied hair had a stern look on his face, raised his arms and crossed them, then with a bang, his feet plowed the ground, and his figure was pushed backwards by a force for more than ten meters.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenye let go of Yao Zhiyi's sword and stepped back a certain distance. He opened his hands and separated his feet, blocking them in front of the two people. Behind him, in the silvery white mist, there was a faint shadow.

It seemed that something huge was shaking, as if it was making the same movement as him at this moment.

He said slowly: "I'm sorry you two, please stay for now."

The Xuanjia general turned his head and glanced at Chen Chuan. Although the two sides were quite far apart, he immediately felt a sense of extreme danger, which he had never felt before.

He could feel that all the alienated tissues in his body were on high alert in an instant, urging him to quickly stay away from the source of danger.

But at this moment, he decisively abandoned his horse and jumped back. He was dozens of meters away in an instant, and the dragon-nosed horse suddenly exploded out of thin air.

After he landed, he looked up and saw where he was originally standing, a tall figure with six arms surrounded by black fireworks.

The other party seemed to have crossed an extremely long distance and came to him in the blink of an eye.

However, he could feel that it was the other party's spiritual power that came first, but his spirit was not substantial, so it was as if he himself was nearby, but in fact he was still far away at this moment.

The figure in front looked at him again and suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already in front of him, and six arms grabbed him at the same time.

However, at this moment, Chen Chuan's eyes were deep and quiet, and the dense patterns on his blouse seemed to come alive. He accidentally turned around and a figure appeared out of thin air. With a press of his hands, he blocked the huge figure that was swooping forward!

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Chapter completed!