Standing in the crowd, Leng Xuan raised his head and looked at the two people in confrontation, and his heart also raised. Feng Lie and Yun Shuisheng are both semi-immortal-level strong men, but Feng Lie has just advanced not long ago. In terms of strength, he is probably a little worse than Yun Shuisheng.

At present, he only hopes that Feng Lie can hold Yun Shuisheng and give them enough time. At this moment, under the dual offensive of more than 3,000 righteous members and the defenders of Chongyang City, the disciples of the Yaoyuan Palace have gradually become unsuccessful. The group of monsters trained by the Yaoyuan Palace are being killed one by one under the team led by Feng Shang. In order to deal with the group of monsters, Leng Xuan sent five Mahayana-stage strongmen. When the Yaoyuan Palace was defeated, Yun Shuisheng's attention was still locked on Feng Lie. He was also a semi-immortal-level strongman, so he did not dare to be careless.

Afterwards, his aura suddenly rose wildly, and in an instant, suppressed Feng Lie's aura. Then, his body moved, as fast as lightning, like a meteor falling from the night sky, and as if it was destroyed, it rushed straight towards Feng Lie on the opposite side. Faced with the fierce momentum, Feng Lie's face immediately fell. Immediately, he didn't see how he moved, but a brilliant green light suddenly bloomed, forming a huge light ball, covering his body. When the light ball was formed, Yun Shuisheng's attack also fell.

For a moment, the light between heaven and earth seemed to be converging in an instant. Then, a dazzling and dazzling light burst out rapidly around the light ball. Under the dazzling light, all the cultivators within a thousand meters felt their throats sweet, and a stream of blood could not help but spit out from their mouths. Some injured cultivators fainted under the impact of the air wave. Leng Xuan, who was underneath, burst into light all over his body, and he resisted the powerful air wave while staring at the two people in the air. At this time,

Feng Lie and Yun Shuisheng's bodies were swallowed by the gorgeous light, and they didn't know what the outcome was. The dazzling light lasted for about a minute before gradually fading away. At the same time, Feng Lie and Yun Shuisheng's figures also appeared in everyone's sight. At this moment, everyone's hearts rose up. The result of the battle between Yun Shuisheng and Feng Lie is the key to determining their victory or defeat. No matter how many disciples of the Yao Yuan Palace Leng Xuan and the others killed, as long as Yun Shuisheng won, it would be enough to reverse the unfavorable situation of the Yao Yuan Palace.

Under the gaze of everyone, Feng Lie's face turned pale in the air, a stream of blood spurted out, and his body fell down. Seeing this, everyone on the side of the righteous path changed their faces. Leng Xuan had a calm face, his figure unfolded, and quickly caught Feng Lie. It was not until this time that he noticed that blood was flowing in Feng Lie's chest, almost hurting the vital part. "Senior, how are you?" When Feng Lie heard Leng Xuan's inquiry, he squeezed out a smile.

Rong Dao; "Don't worry, I can't die." After saying that, he continued: "Boy, I didn't disappoint you this time." Hearing this, Leng Xuan's heart moved, and then he turned his eyes to Yun Shuisheng in the air. After looking carefully, he found that Yun Shuisheng looked intact, but his hands were shaking. Moreover, at the tip of his fingers, there were drops of blood flowing down. It seemed that not only Feng Lie, but Yun Shuisheng was also seriously injured.
Chapter completed!