Chapter 1808 How Is It Possible?

Chapter 1808 How is it possible?

Fu Jiang woke up and nodded with a wry smile.

Ye Xinghe's strength has risen, but the situation is still not good for them.

"You join forces with Sikong Kuang and try to involve one person. Leave the rest to me."

Two half-step airspaces can barely hold off an early airspace.

Ye Xinghe shook his head, and the Tianguang Chengying Sword appeared instantly.

At this moment, the aura on his body suddenly fluctuated violently.

"Impress one of them, I am enough!"

Swish!

A bright golden light appeared, and Ye Xinghe took the initiative to rush towards a pioneer.

"Old thing, come out and fight!"

The pioneer in the early airspace had a gloomy face, sneered and drove a group of demonic energy to meet him.

"Give me an incense stick of time, I will kill this kid!"

Xuan Jiushi frowned slightly, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Wang Wuqi, be careful, this kid might be weird."

"Hmph!"

Wang Wuqi sneered: "It's just an ant in the half-step airspace!"

Two rays of light, one golden and one purple, collided with each other in an instant.

Spider-web-like space cracks appeared around the two.

Ye Xinghe's eyes condensed slightly, suppressing the fluctuating spiritual energy in his body.

The pioneer's strength was indeed strong. He was injured in one blow.

Wang Wuqi looked down at him with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Boy, you have no regrets if you die in my hands."

Ye Xinghe's face was calm, and he raised his sword and stood solemnly.

The next moment, dazzling golden light suddenly emerged from the air, as dazzling as the sun.

A huge sword tripod appeared beside Ye Xinghe.

Unlike before, these sword tripods actually gathered into a magical formation, which was three times more powerful.

"Set the mountains and rivers!"

Ye Xinghe has already mastered this divine-level technique!

Countless sword shadows are constantly circling along the mysterious trajectory.

After a brief stagnation, it poured out like a mountain torrent!

Wang Wuqi's face changed drastically, and he raised his hand and a black light shield appeared around him.

On the light shield, whirlpools appeared.

He didn't dare to resist, but used the power of space to decompose it!

The sword rain came in an instant, causing ripples on the light shield.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The harsh roar sounded, and even Fu Jiang and others who were fighting fiercely couldn't help but look sideways.

After a dozen breaths of bombardment, Ye Xinghe stood with his sword.

The consumption of the god-level skills was so great that even he needed to recover slowly.

The fluctuations formed by the bombardment gradually dissipated, and Ye Xinghe looked at the direction of Wang Wuqi.

There was no one there!

Ye Xinghe was very alert and swiped to the side dangerously.

The next moment, a dark black claw landed on his original position and tore the space there.

Wang Wuqi walked out of the space slowly with a gloomy face, looking at Ye Xinghe with murderous intent.

As the most honorable pioneer of the demon clan, he was beaten just now.

Although he was not seriously injured, it was enough to make him lose face.

"Boy, you deserve to die!"

A heart-breaking voice sounded, and phantoms enveloped Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe waved his sword to resist, and the sound of metal collision continued.

"Hell of the Dead!"

Like a whisper from the Netherworld, it appeared in Ye Xinghe's ears.

Before he could react, countless phantoms appeared in front of him.

One by one, the dead souls who seemed to have returned from hell roared and attacked Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe resisted with difficulty, but could only block less than half of the attacks.

The attacks of the dead souls seemed to target the soul, causing Ye Xinghe's movements to slow down.

Sikong Kuang, Lin Feng and others below changed their faces and clenched their fists nervously.

Only Ye Lingxi managed to keep calm.

Looking at Ye Xinghe wrapped in the black fog, Xuan Jiushi, who was besieging Fu Jiang, chuckled.

"Is this your reinforcement? It seems a little vulnerable!"

Fu Jiang was already a little stretched to the limit in dealing with the attack of ten people.

Several horrible scars made him look extremely embarrassed.

Facing Xuan Jiushi's sarcasm, Fu Jiang responded with an extremely fierce attack.

If it weren't for the fact that the people on the opposite side had their own thoughts, he would have been defeated by now.

It was just because they were worried that he would explode and take away a few people before his death, so he could hold on until now.

Seeing Ye Xinghe trapped in a desperate situation, Fu Jiang was actually very worried.

He frowned slightly and looked at the situation on the field.

Should we launch it now?

But he hasn't achieved his goal yet!

If we launch it at this time, I'm afraid it will fail!

Just as he hesitated, the black fog suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

Wang Wuqi exclaimed in surprise, but before he could make any move, the black fog suddenly began to dissipate!

"This is..."

"Swallowing Dao! Suck it up!"

Accompanied by Ye Xinghe's roar, the thick black fog suddenly rushed into his body.

Wang Wuqi's face changed drastically, and he swung his claws with a gloomy face.

Ye Xinghe raised his sword to resist, but was blown away by a huge force for dozens of meters.

But the black fog on his side had been absorbed by him by about 50%.

"You ignorant fellow, you dare to absorb my dead fog!"

Wang Wuqi sneered, waiting for Ye Xinghe to be killed by the black fog.

But after observing for a while, he did not see that Ye Xinghe in the distance was not feeling well at all.

"How is this possible!"

The mist was formed by his condensation over many years, and I don't know how many powerful souls have absorbed the energy of the dead.

It is full of death, terror, and lethality. Even the strong men of the same level dare not touch it.

And Ye Xinghe is only half a step into the airspace!

How could he be safe and sound?

Looking at Wang Wuqi's unbelievable expression, Ye Xinghe's mouth corners slightly raised.

Of course he is not afraid!

The soul of the heavenly book is in his body. No matter how strong you are, what can you do? Suppress it all!

Wang Wuqi also understood at this time that his plan had failed.

He had a gloomy face,

"I underestimated you, but you are still only half a step into the airspace! Come and die for me!"

As soon as the voice fell, a powerful space force suddenly spread from his body.

The space around Ye Xinghe became distorted at this moment.

He immediately wanted to struggle to leave, but it was like being trapped in a quagmire and it was difficult to get out.

"Space millstone, grind!"

The roar like a god resounded throughout the space.

The protective golden light on Ye Xinghe's body was crushed almost instantly.

The space kept squirming, and Ye Xinghe disappeared directly in that area!

Wang Wuqi sneered and waved his sleeves lightly.

"Humph! Ants are always just ants. They can never resist the power of space without reaching the airspace!"

Lin Feng looked at the space with a pale face and whispered in a low voice: "Ye Xinghe... is dead?"

Sikong Kuang's eyes were red, like an angry lion.

"Being squeezed by the space millstone, no matter how strong the defense is, it is powerless!"

It seemed that everyone believed that Ye Xinghe had fallen,

but just when Wang Wuqi was about to continue to encircle Fujiang, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared!

The space that was gradually returning to calm was suddenly split open by a crack.