Chapter 4,281: Turning the Tide

"Wait a minute, there's something else I need you to do.""Oh!"Sishu Dianmo nodded and didn't ask any further questions.Ye Bufan turned his head and said, "Aunt Changsun, do you believe me""My dear, wh...The party entered the valley, and as they did, the space shifted around them, causing everyone else to vanish.

With his knowledge, he could naturally see that he had fallen into a spatial formation.

No matter what, the danger was finally temporarily lifted, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he kept hearing screams in his ears, and the men in black were being killed incessantly. It made him feel incredibly satisfied.

In his mind, the other party was either a friend or an ally. Anyone who made a move was helping him.

Six cries rang out in succession, and now the black-clad men were dead. He bowed to the void in a gesture of respect.

"May I ask which senior helped me My Tianwu Sect is deeply grateful."

He was able to kill three black-clothed Yuansheng, and although he didn't touch the formation, he also knew that its level was definitely not low.

A person capable of setting up such an array must be an extremely powerful master of formations, someone of high standing. He refers to himself as a junior.

To his surprise, as soon as he finished speaking and his hands landed, the surrounding space suddenly rippled. Then, his index finger shot out from his left hand.

"An old man like me saved your life, it's only right to ask for some interest."

As a creaking voice echoed, the storage ring on his finger vanished into thin air.

Ye Bufan did not kill Dong Fang, after all, Ye Junxie could not die now, and Tianwu Sect was still a kind of protection for him.

But having put in so much effort and set up formations to kill, the fees still have to be charged.

First, he took the Chaotic Spirit Treasure Pearl Scatter, and then he seized the storage ring of the cave dweller.

As for the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, that's fine. There are no treasures in the ring.

He raised his hand and waved it, taking all the flags before disappearing into thin air.

On the other side, Grand Elder Cangwu was furious to his limit.

As a representative of the Myriad Worlds Celestial Palace, I failed to protect the reincarnation of the Immortal Saint Ancestor. He was hunted to this extent, his life may be in danger. If this were to spread, what face would we have left

But though angry, it couldn't change anything. After all, the other party's strength was right there, no weaker than their own.

Dong Xuan was even more enraged. Seeing the disciples of his sect die one after another before his eyes, he felt utterly helpless.

If things continue like this, not only will Ye Junxie's life be in danger, but our own sect...

The gate will also suffer a great loss of strength.

And just then, four more figures raced toward them from afar.

These few people's auras were extremely powerful, the leader was also a fourth-rank Yuansheng, the remaining two were slightly weaker, but also third-rank Yuansheng.

As for the last one, though it's a bit weaker, it's no longer a major concern.

Donghuang's heart leaped in his chest. Their situation was already precarious, and if the enemy sent more skilled reinforcements, they would be utterly finished.

"The one who came was precisely the four from Ku Su Zi. The Hundred Swords God scanned his surroundings with divine awareness, but he couldn't find any trace of Wan Shou Xie Jun. He said coldly: “Where is the reincarnation of the Holy Ancestor”

Upon hearing this, Dong Xuan was overjoyed. It was clearly reinforcements on their side.

With a single strike, he repelled the four Third-Rank Yuan Saints before him and shouted: "I am Dong Xuan, the Sect Master of Tianwu Sect. These black-clad men are all heretics. Just now, Ye Junxie was assassinated and has fled to that side."

The swordsmen's expressions turned cold. He had come too late after all, and he didn't know if it was still possible to make a difference.

"Two junior brothers, go help over there!"

He waved his hand, and Leng Jianhui and Yao Jianchen behind him chased after the direction where they had escaped from.

And he drew out a golden longsword, its sharp blade tearing through the void and slashing towards the fourth-rank Yuan Saint opposite Cang Wu.

Although the number was small, the addition of a fourth-rank Yuan Sheng turned the tide of battle instantly.

Cang Wu had long been seething with anger, and now that he had help, he was even more ruthless. The two of them joined forces, unleashing their full strength, leaving the opposite black-robed Yuan Saint flustered and overwhelmed.

Although he was a fourth-rank Yuansheng, his individual combat strength was slightly weaker than that of the Hundred Swords Soldiers. Besides, facing two opponents together...

As soon as the three moves were passed, a sword from the swordsman behind him sliced open a foot-long gash on his back, deep to the bone.

On the other side, Cang Wu was not polite either, delivering a powerful punch straight to his chest.

Hit by two consecutive powerful blows, the black-clad saint flew out a hundred meters, blood spraying wildly.

We are severely depleted at this moment. If we continue fighting, we will undoubtedly be defeated.

He came to kill the reincarnation of the immortal Saint Ancestor, not commit suicide. In this situation, where would he dare to fight any longer He immediately turned around and ran.

As a fourth-rank Yuansheng, his escape speed was far greater than that of ordinary people. His figure flickered twice before disappearing into the void.

Cangwu and the Baijian soldiers ignored him completely. He turned around and charged at the remaining fourth-rank Yuan Saint.

It's no exaggeration to say that after a fourth-rank official joins.

The tide of battle turned instantly.

Before, the black-clothed Saint had been running wildly. Seeing that no one was chasing him behind, he let out a long sigh of relief.

In his view, this mission was considered a success. Even if the other party sent reinforcements, his men would have likely already killed the immortal ancestor's reincarnation.

After all, the hundred swordsmen arrived too late. Relying on a single hole, they couldn't protect Ye Junshen at all.

With a sigh of relief, his speed plummeted. He reached out and took a healing pill, swallowing it whole. At that exact moment, a sharp sword beam slashed down from the sky.

"Uh!"

Just at that moment, the domain of the cave engulfed him, an overwhelming pressure suffocating him.

"Who is this How can they be so powerful"

This was the last thought of Hei Yi Yuan Sheng, before his death he only saw a hunched black figure, he didn't even see the other person's appearance clearly, and his whole body was split in half by a sword, then his soul was crushed into dust.

"The little guy likes rings, so I made him some more."

Kusuzi reached out and grabbed the storage ring, holding it in his palm. Then, a flame rose up, turning the black-clothed Yuan Saint into nothingness.

A dignified fourth-rank Yuan Saint, who was just now imposing and powerful, capable of killing everyone in his path, is now unable to even block a single attack. He was slain on the spot without leaving a trace.

On the battlefield, the Heavenly Martial Sect was previously on the brink of collapse. Now that they have received reinforcements, their spirits are lifted and the fighting has become even fiercer.

All eyes were drawn to the Hundred Swords Soldier, while the performance of Kusuzi, a mere sixth-rank Yuan Emperor, was insignificant and went unnoticed.

At this moment, Dong Xuan, Cang Wu, and Bai Jian Bing, three joined forces, attacked the remaining fourth-rank Yuan Sheng. There was no suspense whatsoever.

With a single move, Bai Jian's sharp sword sliced off the opponent's left arm. Cang Wu delivered a kick to their back, causing blood to spray violently. Then, Dong Xuan's long blade whirled, decapitating the opponent instantly.

Two Fourth Rank Primordial Saints, one escaped and the other was killed on the spot. The strength of the black-clothed men instantly dropped to the bottom, their morale scattered. They had no more fighting spirit and fled in all directions one by one.

Hundreds of swordsmen, led by Baijian Bing, danced with their blades, slaughtering the black-clad men. Only about one-third managed to escape; the rest died on the spot.

The members of Heaven Martial Sect had escaped death and were overjoyed at their victory. However, while cleaning the battlefield, they were astonished to discover that there wasn't a single storage ring on any of the corpses.the very limit for ordinary cultivators, but it was still a little slow for an eighth-order monster."Listen to me when we get outside, okay Don't start fights easily. And if you do fight, don't reveal...