Chapter 910 The King Returns

Because they were injured by Xuan Jing's sword, their speed was much slower than when they were at their peak, and the power of their martial arts was also inferior. However, Xuan Jing also had no ability to fight back, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death. Si Tu Reading

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Xuan Jing's shout gradually disappeared in the silent world.

Faintly, she had a thought in her heart.

If someone could suddenly appear at this time and save their Xingxiangguan, then this person must be Ye Feng.

She looked up at the distant sky, expecting a miracle to happen, but unfortunately the dark sky was still motionless. She glanced at the fast-moving attack with a weak look in her eyes, and Xuan Jing finally closed her eyes in a resigned manner.

"Junior Brother Ye, I'm sorry... I can't help you... See you in the next life..."

Muttering in her heart, the only regret in Xuan Jing's heart was that she didn't keep Ye Feng at the gate of Tianjin City.

At least in that way, she could stay with him for a while longer.

"Boom!"

Just as Xuan Jing closed his eyes and waited for death, and the few remaining disciples of the Xingxiangguan showed despair in their eyes, suddenly, a piercing sonic boom sounded in everyone's ears, causing everyone to subconsciously startle.

How fast did this sonic boom come.

Everyone only felt that they had just heard the thunder-like sound, and saw a green light and shadow in their field of vision, rushing towards this side at an extremely terrifying speed.

The green light and shadow carried green flowing fire, as if burning through the entire sky.

There were two figures full of violent aura on it, one facing Wang Po, and the other facing Xuan Jing below, bursting out.

"Could it be that Junior Brother Ye Feng..."

"Senior Sister Xuan Jing, Senior Brother Lin Tujue, maybe, maybe Ye Feng... Ye Feng is here."

Among the remaining disciples of the Xingxiangguan, Li Yue's originally desperate eyes suddenly became energetic, and at this moment, the tears in Xuan Jing's eyes also flowed uncontrollably.

"Ye Feng?! Is it really you?"

Even at the most critical moment just now, even when she closed her eyes and waited for death, Xuan Jing did not shed a tear. However, at this moment, she saw the familiar figure shooting down from the air, and she finally couldn't hold back, and her crystal tears fell uncontrollably.

"I... finally, I waited for you to come..."

Her body felt weak, and Xuan Jing slowly fell backwards. Her body reached its limit, but her originally heavy mood was infinitely relaxed at this moment.

It seemed that Ye Feng's arrival completely relieved her of the burden in her heart...

"Not good."

"Be careful!"

The fist launched by the senior brother of the Soul-Snatching Palace was about to hit Xuan Jing with the blood attack, but the figure rushing down from the Blue Luan was so fast that it was simply against the sky, especially the two fiery red Vermillion Bird wings behind her, which released a fearful ancient aura.

At this moment, he even thought that the one who attacked was a powerful king. After he subconsciously let out a cry of surprise, the figure deviated from the trajectory of his own attack to avoid the shocking blow from above.

Unfortunately, the two still underestimated the explosive power and impact force stimulated by the figure above their heads.

The voice of Yu Mie, the senior brother of the Soul-Snatching Palace, had just fallen, and the master of the Moon Demon Sect had not had time to dodge. A fist with a lava-like bursting breath, containing the amazing power of extreme anger, hit his chest fiercely with the force of thunder and lightning.

"Bang!"

A dull sound seemed to resound in everyone's ears.

Then, they saw with a dull face that the figure of Zhao Qiankun, the master of the Moon Demon Sect, shot out backwards, and the petals of the Mandragora Magic Flower that Zhao Qiankun protected on his chest were smashed into slag by a punch, and many people heard the sound of broken bones.

Zhao Qiankun's figure swept out dozens of feet, knocking down countless houses along the way, and fell fiercely into a ruin.

On the ground, a crack like a spider web spread out.

Thunder punched, like a god descending from heaven, and hit the powerful Moon Demon Sect master hard. Li Yue and other disciples of the Astrology Temple were extremely surprised and felt very happy.

Almost everyone's eyes were locked on the figure with strange blue flames rising all over his body.

When the flames slowly faded, a young and tall figure carrying a huge stone tablet appeared from it. After seeing the other person's face clearly, many people shouted with joy.

"It's Ye Feng."

"It's really Ye Feng who is back!"

"This person appears, we are saved..."

The eyes of all the disciples of the Astrology Temple flashed brightly, and joy surged in their hearts.

Especially Li Yue, looking at Ye Feng with blue flames all over his body, his excitement and admiration were beyond words.

Xuan Jing's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes that were caressed by tears. Then, she heard a voice that she had been dreaming of and looking forward to in her heart.

"I'm sorry!"

"Senior Sister Xuan Jing, I, Ye Feng... am a step late."

...

"Boom!"

Above the sky, Qing Luan and Duan Tianming's figures were like two blue comets, constantly interweaving and flashing in front of Wang Po, and then knocking away the attack of the beautiful woman in pink palace dress.

"Huh? This is..."

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Wang Po, Qianniaozhai Duan Tianming, is willing to fight side by side with fellow Daoist to wipe out the evil spirit."

A loud laugh made Wang Po's raging fighting spirit burn again.

"Thank you for your help, Qianniaozhai Duan. Why don't we compete to see who can kill Wang Jing first and take the lead..."

"Fellow Daoist Wang is very powerful. One against four, I can't compare with Duan Tianming... However, Daoyou Wang is losing a lot of strength right now, so I can only take advantage of you."

"Haha, Brother Duan is so polite..."

The two sang and laughed loudly at the same time, actually no longer taking the Four Great Kings of the Demon Sect seriously.

Boom...

At this moment, a sound of explosions came from the battlefield below, attracting Wang Po's attention.

He lowered his head slightly and saw Ye Feng, with a powerful force that shook the sky, sending the most powerful ninth-level warrior of the Moon Demon Sect's virtual realm away with one punch.

That astonishing power, even if the opponent is intact, may not be able to receive it.

This kid...

I really didn't misjudge the person.

In just a few days, his cultivation level actually broke through from the late stage of the third level of the virtual realm to the fourth level, and he flew to the ninth level of the virtual realm with one punch. It seems that this boy has more luck and talent than he imagined.

Are the golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.

Wang Po sighed silently in his heart, and of course it was a pity. If he had insisted on letting him act with Xingxiang Guan before, maybe this time, the Xingxiang Guanxu Realm disciple might not suffer such serious damage.

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As if he felt Wang Po's gaze, Ye Feng, who was covered in green flames, suddenly turned around and looked up at the sky.

His violent and bloody aura immediately dissipated, and he just nodded to Wang Po with firm eyes.

It seems to be telling Wang Po that he can safely leave the life and death of the disciples of Xing Xiang Guan to him, and that he can work with Duan Tianming to deal with the four powerful kings of the Demon Sect...