Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

Among them, a Mahayana cultivator said with a cold gleam in his eyes.

Obviously, Xia Yijian's words did not pose any trouble for him.

If members of the Chen clan come, it won't just be the two of them.

But they can also see that the Chen clan has many monstrous existences, and there are also quite a few Mahayana-level cultivators among them.

This shows that they do have some strength.

As for being settled, they can just rob and run away afterwards.

Go to other Dao States, hide in the depths of the endless sea, who can find them?

"Fellow Daoists present here, are you determined to oppose me, to oppose the Chen clan?" Xia Yijian's long sword emitted a piercing sword cry, his Sword Intent soared to the sky, making him appear like an old sword immortal.

Looking around, not a single person chose to make the first move.

After all, the one who shoots first is the first target. Xia Yijian has been accumulating power for so long, wouldn't he be finished with just one sword strike?

They dare not gamble, nor do they want to.

After all, one wrong gamble can lead to endless troubles.

Finally, in the battle between Tuoba Hai and Tian Kang, Tuoba Hai's momentum became weaker and weaker, and some of the Mahayana cultivators present couldn't wait any longer.

As long as Tian Kang kills Tuoba Hai, then with Tian Kang, who can use powerful immortal treasures, and Xia Yijian, who has been accumulating power for so long, defeating them is not a problem.

Dragging themselves for a few hours is not an issue.

Moreover, the Chen clan is not simple. What if they send reinforcements?

With this group of miscellaneous forces combined together, it is simply impossible to be their opponents. At that time, it will be every man for himself, and that would be disastrous.

"So none of you want to test the waters first?"

"Then I, Lao Zhao, will go. The immortal sword is left to me!"

This Mahayana cultivator named Lao Zhao is the one who reached out earlier and was struck by a sword.

He still holds a grudge against Xia Yijian, with a cruel smile on his lips, a murderous aura surging, and his blood-colored long sword moved, attacking Xia Yijian.

"Seeking death!"

Xia Yijian was furious, the tip of his sword pointed forward, creating a vortex. His sword momentum was like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down, smashing towards Lao Zhao.

In just an instant, the heavens and earth trembled, red and white lights intertwined, and Xia Yijian gained the upper hand, forcing Lao Zhao back with a single sword strike, stunning everyone.

Unfortunately, the brilliance dissipated, and Lao Zhao only suffered a minor injury. His eyes were ice-cold, filled with deep resentment towards Xia Yijian, and a drop of blood fell from his chest.

This completely enraged him. As a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator, he was injured by a single sword strike. It was too embarrassing.

Among the crowd, there was even a late-stage Mahayana cultivator observing coldly.

If there are no reinforcements from the Chen clan, he will definitely make a move.

That would be the real danger.

Xia Yijian didn't say anything, but he had already sensed the aura of more than three Mahayana cultivators locking onto him. As long as he made any unusual movements, the next moment would bring a storm of attacks.

"Let's go!"

Without hesitation, he swung his sword, taking the four people with him and rushing towards the direction of South Heaven Dao State.

In the blink of an eye, they traveled thousands of miles, their speed reaching its peak.

Far away from the center of the fire domain, when Xia Yijian and the others left, the Mahayana cultivators who had been lurking for a long time, how could they let them go?

The seven Mahayana cultivators quickly pursued.

Until they reached a mountain ridge, Xia Yijian's speed slowed down.

Behind him, the seven Mahayana cultivators followed unhurriedly, their faces carrying mocking smiles, confident and fearless.

The fact that the seven of them could come together meant that they couldn't escape together. They would only become targets in the air for the seven of them.

That would be dangerous. A slight mistake could lead to their downfall, not to mention that they still had four half-dead Chen clan kings by their side.

This makes him feel overwhelmed.

"Take care of yourselves, I'll give it my all, you run as far as you can!"

Finally, Xia Yijian made up his mind. Since he had decided to rely on the Chen family, he would burn out his last brilliance.

He recognized Chen Feng's character, not to mention that he had married Chen Feng as his Dao companion, the strongest genius in Xianling Mountain in tens of thousands of years.

He no longer had any worries. After he died, Xianling Mountain would only be taken care of better.

"Kill!"

Xia Yijian shouted loudly, causing the mountains to explode, runes to light up, and a residual power of thousands of zhang to rise, forming a seven-pointed star sword formation, trapping the seven Mahayana cultivators.

Chen Chuhao and the others didn't say much either. Their hearts sank, and they turned around and ran.

They knew that if they stayed here pretending to be righteous, they would only become stumbling blocks for Xia Yijian, hindering his retreat.

It was better to run first, maybe Xia Yijian still had a chance to escape.

Of course, this chance was almost nonexistent.

The hearts of the four were extremely heavy as they fled in different directions.

As the four were leaving, Xia Yijian was instantly obliterated by the sword formation, and the terrifying residual power shook the heavens and the earth.

Countless mountains were shattered and turned into ruins.

Countless creatures affected by the aftermath wailed in agony.

Xia Yijian also risked his life to intercept the seven Mahayana cultivators, erupting with boundless divine light.

"Xia Yijian, if you retreat now, you can still survive!"

"Otherwise, do you think you can stop us with just you?"

Xia Yijian didn't say anything, his eyes carried a hint of relief, and the long sword in his hand hummed lightly.

Under the setting sun, his hands moved, and sword radiance bloomed like blooming lotus flowers, dancing in the air and falling on the seven people.

Boundless sword qi shot in all directions, mountains shattered, and the majestic momentum made the earth sway.

There, the seven Mahayana cultivators unleashed their true fire, and the raging flames enveloped the area.

Unparalleled and powerful momentum, like cutting off all vitality, burning everything in the world.

Under the siege of the seven, Xia Yijian also rose to the occasion, thinking that even if he died, he would take two cultivators with him to make it worth it.

Chen Chuhao, who was fleeing, turned his head and looked back, although it was separated by countless miles.

But the red clouds rising in the sky, the terrifying fluctuations in momentum, appeared extremely frightening.

One could imagine what Xia Yijian was experiencing.

He felt a sense of grief and wanted to return to the battle and lend him a hand.

However, with his current state, going there would be tantamount to seeking death.

As for the distant void, it began to distort. The scope of the Mahayana battle was vast, and in a short while.

The areas where they fought would only turn into ruins.

"Roar!"

In the distance, a dragon's roar pulled Chen Chuhao back from his thoughts.

He saw a familiar figure and, with certainty, shouted, "Brother Chuling, hurry and save Senior Xia Yijian!"

Chen Chuhao became anxious and, dragging his still unrecovered body, flew up and stood in front of the two giant dragons.

"What's ahead?"

On the head of the silver dragon, Chen Chuling's face turned serious as he looked at the fluctuations ahead.

"That's right!"

"In order to save us, Senior Xia Yijian stayed behind and held back the seven Mahayana cultivators. He's about to be killed!"

Feeling the weakening power coming from Xia Yijian, Chen Chuhao couldn't help but feel anxious.