hiss!

The black shadow half-saint looked at the sword shadow that killed him, and his heart trembled. Death was only so close.

But, even so, he never had any regrets in his heart.

Responsibility for dead soldiers.

But that's it.

It is enough to sacrifice everything for the leader of the Mohan tribe. Seeing the semi-saint in danger, Chu Hanyi narrowed his eyes and said: "Murong Die, it is you, Tai Chi Pavilion, who has gone too far to bully others."

Lenghengluo.

Ice Sword and Pestle, as the long sword was inserted into the ground, the temperature in the entire dense forest suddenly dropped. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, everything was covered with frost and ice shrouded it.

The pressure escapes the sky.

In just a moment, the extremely cold light caused a layer of three feet of ice to gather in the dense forest. With such ice gathering, a layer of domineering domain power directly covered the sky at the scene.

"Ice Realm."

Murong Die exclaimed, as powerful as she was, she was also shocked at this time. The Ice Domain was considered a very powerful domain among all the powerful God Emperors.

After all, it is the sacred heritage of Mo Han.

Although Mo Han is ranked fourth under the Aotian God Emperor, no one can underestimate Mo Han's cultivation, especially when he was equipped with ice skills, which was enough to make him proud of Jiutian.

Stand on an invincible footing.

Just when the ice field swept across, Murong Die was also shocked. The terrifying cold air surged into his body in an instant. Before he could think about it, he saw a figure flash in front of him.

The person who came was none other than——

Chu Hanyi!

When the quasi-sage landed, he raised the ice sword in his hand. As the long sword struck down, a blast of thunder exploded in front of him. It was the ice sword that blocked the rusty knife in front of him.

The two saints fight.

The power dissipates suddenly.

In the distance, the Zi Yan God Emperor also frowned and was about to charge forward. Just when Zi Yan made a move, Gu Yi roared and struck out forcefully, retreating the three emperors in front of him, and then the three emperors retreated.

Gu Yi turned around and reached the quasi-sage power of purple flames in front of him.

When fighting.

The sky trembled.

Poof!

Gu Yi spat out a large mouthful of blood, stepped back fiercely, and came to Chu Hanyi's side. The three quasi-sages gathered together, a pair of heroes in front of them.

Murongdie!

Purple Flame!

Bixia!

not regret!

aurora!

The five powerful men were lined up in a row. Everyone glanced at the three people in front of them. Ziyan Quasi-Sage whispered: "Guard Murong, if you take action today, these descendants of Mo Han will definitely die."

If facing Chu Hanyi alone, Zi Yan would never fight to the death, but now the situation is different. Now with Murong Die's action, the situation will change qualitatively again.

The Mohan people will definitely die!

"Ah."

Murong Die chuckled lightly at this time, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the Ziyan God Emperor beside him: "Ziyan City Master, are you ordering me to do something?"
Chapter completed!