Although the flames on the torch are bright, they only rise by one meter high, and the brilliant light emitted is enough to illuminate a large area around. Now, as the giant witch clan lifts the torch high, the flames on the top suddenly seem to be poured with oil and jump directly into the air.

Wherever the flames went, the surrounding air and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be ignited at the same time. With the slight bang bang, flames, large or small, began to spread in the air. Then the sky seemed to be burning, darkness was dispersed, and the air was reflected in a tiny red color.

Looking at the rising sea of ​​fire, Zhong Jinge and others changed their faces. They all didn't care about keeping their strength and burst out with all their strength, thundering the light around them.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." After several sounds, Zhong Jinge first broke through the light, and then the other people escaped.

But there was another person trapped in the light and unable to escape. Just as Zhong Jinge wanted to rush over to help, he suddenly felt a wave of heat coming, and the hair on his body was rushing, and the smell of burnt appeared.

Zhong Jinge just glanced down and his expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he activated the flying sword to soar into the sky.

The other people who had escaped ran away with all their might, just like him. Because it seemed that the boundless flame was surging wildly and burning from below, the momentum was so fierce that it made people feel frightened when they just glanced at it, and they felt like they were burned to ashes in the sea of ​​fire.

"Senior Brother Zhong, save me, ah!" The man who had not broken through the light shouted for help, but no one would stop to save him, so he was quickly completely swallowed by the flames.

"Damn it!" Zhong Jinge, who flew upwards seven or eight hundred meters in one breath before getting rid of the flames, could not help but feel sad and angry, and said coldly: "No matter who kills my Wanjian Sect, you must pay your life, and the Witch Clan is no exception. Kill him."

After saying that, Zhong Jinge glanced at the other people who shared the same hatred of the enemy and added: "Be careful, the witch clan is still very strong."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light drew an arc in the air, and he had already swung down, his fingers bounced, and sword talismans blasted towards the giant witch clan as if they were not worth it.

Dozens of sword lights shot towards the giant man of the witch clan in various postures and angles.

At the same time, the other sword cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also sacrificed many sword talismans, turning into more sword lights, slashing, stabbing or slashing at the giant witch tribe.

A hint of hatred appeared on the face of the giant witch clan, a muffled groan of contempt sounded from his nose, and the torch in his hand waved twice as if he was driving away a flies.

"Huh." The wind sounded, and the flames in the sky seemed to be swept up by the strong wind, rushing towards Zhong Jinge and others frantically. The first thing that was hit was the sword lights.

Although these sword lights are fast and sharp, they seem to be able to pierce everything in front of them, but when facing such fierce and fierce true fire of the sun, they do not cause much destructive power at all.

Almost the sword light was burned and broken into a sword energy flying around before it could pass through the sun's true fire, and then it was completely swallowed by the sun's true fire, and there was no possibility of flying to the giant man of the witch clan, let alone hurt him.

"Damn it." Zhong Jinge couldn't help but curse in a low voice when he saw this, but he didn't have the courage to fly too low with the people behind him, so as not to be caught in the endless flames, and it would be really over by then.

"I didn't expect that so many years have passed, and you human sword cultivators are still so timid." A disdainful sarcasm came into the ears of Zhong Jinge and others at this time.

"Who?!" Zhong Jinge only felt that the voice sounded in his ears, as if someone was leaning beside him and talking, which surprised and creepy. Suddenly, his body suddenly flipped several times in the air, and at the same time, sword lights shot out from the flying sword under his feet, stabbing towards the place where he felt the sound came from.

However, although he looked around several times when his body was turning, he didn't see any shadow of a person, and even used his spiritual consciousness to scan the surroundings and found nothing.

"Is there something wrong with my ear?" Zhong Jinge thought suspiciously.

"Bang." At this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his legs, and a huge force suddenly swept over, making him unable to resist without any time to react, and he couldn't help but fall down towards the sea of ​​fire that was surging below.

"It's over, my life is over!" At this moment, Jin Ge looked at the raging flames getting closer and closer, and his heart was filled with coldness and despair.

"Bang bang bang..." The muffled sound kept ringing, and figures fell from the sky, flying downward at speed no less than Zhong Jinge. They were the other sword cultivators of the Wanjian Sect.

"Who is attacking us? Why do you do this? Do you have a great revenge on life and death with my Wanjian Sect, or the enemy left by Master Zhuri?" Zhong Jinge looked at the group of fellow disciples rolling down, and countless thoughts emerged in his mind, as messy as grass.

When he watched the blazing flames get closer and closer to him, thinking that he would be burned to ashes, he did not expect that the flames that should have swallowed them suddenly converged and condensed into a hideous and violent fire dragon, rushing towards the air where there was no trace of human beings.

"Bang." Amid the explosion, several sharp and huge claw shadows, each of which were at least three or four hundred meters long, appeared in the air without warning, exuding powerful and incompetent power and collided with the fire dragon.

Wherever the claw shadow went, the air was cut and crushed and exploded instantly, making a thunderous explosion, and even the void was broken through cracks.

Although these cracks disappeared in an instant, it was enough to see how powerful these claw shadows were.

As the claw shadow collided with the fire dragon, the whole sky seemed to be shocked, and the cracks of the void that had just disappeared appeared again.

"Boom." With the earth-shaking loud noise, several terrifying claw marks appeared on the fire dragon's body, but the claw shadows were smashed to pieces by the fire dragon, turning into violent shock waves and sweeping across all directions in an instant.

Zhong Jinge and others were in the air, so they naturally could not escape. So they thought they had escaped by luck by the bad luck of being burned by fire, and they were once again rolled dozens of times in the air like sand and gravel that was swept into the strong wind, and then they were thrown away from afar.

While spinning wildly in the air, Zhong Jinge did not forget to look into the air and saw a thin man in black feathered clothes standing in the air, looking down at the giant man of the witch clan with a contemptuous look.

At this time, he obviously noticed Zhong Jinge's gaze and suddenly looked over. A flash of light in his eyes. Zhong Jinge couldn't help but groan, and there seemed to be a thunder thunder in his head, making a rumbling sound. At the same time, blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, nose, eyes, and even the air of his ears.

"Who is he? How could it be so strong? The pressure contained in a gaze almost caused my soul to collapse. It was so terrible!" Zhong Jinge's head kept buzzing, his thoughts became chaotic, but his heart was filled with unprecedented fear.

Because of the rippling soul, Zhong Jinge was even unable to control his sword, falling down like a fallen leaf dancing in the wind.

Seeing that he was about to fall to death on the ground, a sword light flew over, hugged him and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhong, hold on, we have to run away quickly."

As he spoke, the sword light was already shooting out further away.

The one who came to save Zhong Jinge was naturally the Wanjian Sect sword cultivator who had just been kicked away and then floated with the wind. However, their luck was better than him and they were not affected by the eyes of the man in feathers. Therefore, after getting rid of the impact of the shock wave, they could fly on the sword, and arrived in time to save his life.

But after seeing the earth-shaking and stunning destructive collision just now, the sword cultivators had no intention of staying to join in the fun.

Because they know very well that strong people of this level are in danger of touching, even if they just watch, they are life-threatening, so for safety reasons, it is better to go as far as they can.

When Chen Feng and Mao Shun flew, they happened to see Zhong Jinge and other sword cultivators fleeing in a hurry. The sword lights were particularly eye-catching in the darkness, but they always had a sense of shame.

At the same time, Chen Feng also saw the two people standing in the sky and the other on the ground, and their eyes also condensed.

He couldn't quite understand the strength of this witch giant now, but he could clearly see the strength of the man in black feathered clothes. From his body, it seemed that he was about to cover most of the sky, and he was clearly a demon emperor with the strength of the emperor realm.

If you can confront a demon emperor without any disadvantage, you can imagine how powerful the witch giant is.

"I'll just go, what kind of the hell is this place? Two powerful people from the Emperor Realm emerge at will?!" Chen Feng was secretly shocked, but he had no plans to stay at all. He waved to Mao Shun and headed towards Zhong Jinge and others.

If the three-legged fire crow was not suppressed, then Chen Feng might really stay and watch the battle between the two, and perhaps he could understand the combat experience of some powerful people in the imperial realm.

But now that the three-legged Fire Crow cannot emerge, he loses the biggest trump card. With his current A-level strength, he really doesn't dare to watch the fun here.

In the cultivation world where strength is the most respected, as long as the strong are not strong enough, it is wrong for the strong to watch when fighting, and they will lose their lives if they are not lucky.

Chen Feng is not stupid, so of course he would not take such unnecessary risks, so he just slipped away.
Chapter completed!