Iron Cross Fire

The entire entrance to the Godly Mystery Realm was filled with bloody air, just like hell.

At this time, in the air.

The figures of Prince Aotian, Yang Ye and the Palace Master were constantly intertwined, and the air around them was completely torn apart as their auras burst.

The Palace Master and Yang Ye cooperated very well, but what they didn't expect was that several killing moves were easily blocked by the 'Ren Pingsheng' in front of them.

Bang bang...

At this time, Prince Aotian raised his hand and slapped the palace master back, smiling evilly: "Such a beautiful woman, I really can't bear to kill you, so, if you, Chunyang Palace, submit to my Lihuo Sect in the future, I will give you a way out."

As he said, he glanced at Yang Ye indifferently: "The same goes for your Tianhai Sect."

Hu...

Hearing this, the palace master's pretty face turned cold, biting her lips tightly, and responded coldly: "Submit to your Lihuo Sect? It's just wishful thinking."

The moment the voice fell, Yang Ye also roared: "Ren Pingsheng, this day next year will be your death."

"If you don't accept the toast, you will be punished."

Seeing the attitude of the two, Prince Aotian's eyes turned cold, raised his hand and waved, bursting out a palm force, heading towards Yang Ye.

Feeling the power of this palm, Yang Ye was shocked, and without any hesitation at the time, he quickly held up his long sword to resist.

Dang!

The next second, the palm force collided with the long sword, and there was a vibration. The long sword shattered instantly, and then Yang Ye groaned, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was directly shaken away.

Plop!

After flying dozens of meters away, Yang Ye fell heavily to the ground, his face extremely pale.

At this moment, Yang Ye looked closely at Prince Aotian in the air, his eyes full of shock. This person's strength was a bit outrageous. In his memory, the strongest skill of the Lihuo Sect, Shenghuo Mingzun, was not the strongest skill in the world. How could the strength of this 'Ren Pingsheng' be so terrifying?

Yang Ye clearly felt that his heart veins were injured, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced. He was about to faint with waves of severe pain.

Huh...

At the same time, the palace master in the air saw Yang Ye being defeated, and his beautiful face was also full of shock.

At the same time, an unprecedented panic rose in his heart.

The strength of this 'Ren Pingsheng' was beyond imagination. It seemed that everyone had underestimated the enemy before. Yang Ye is already injured, and he is no match for him if he relies on himself alone.

"Palace Master."

Just when the Palace Master was secretly shocked, Prince Aotian smiled evilly: "If you don't want to end up like Master Yang, just give up. You are not my opponent."

"Your Chunyang Palace will not lose anything if you surrender to our Lihuo Sect. On the contrary, after our Lihuo Sect dominates the world, the status of your Chunyang Palace will also rise."

When speaking, Prince Aotian looked proud and confident that he was in control of the overall situation.

"You are delusional..." The Palace Master bit her lips tightly and spit out a few words coldly.

Hehe...

Seeing that she refused to give in, Prince Aotian sneered: "Very good, since you don't want the chance, don't blame me." As soon as the voice fell, the power around him burst out and quickly came to the Palace Master.

"Palace Master, we are here to help you."

"Let's go together!"

Seeing this situation, the elites of Chunyang Palace who were fighting fiercely below, as well as several elders of Beihai Xingxiu, shouted and rushed up.

Everyone burst out together, and the aura formed distorted the air.

"Get out of here!"

However, Prince Aotian didn't take these people seriously at all. He shouted coldly, raised his hand and waved it, and a terrifying force swept out.

The people who rushed up were blown away one by one before they could react.

After blowing everyone away, Prince Aotian locked his eyes on the Palace Master and burst out again.

The Palace Master bit his lips tightly, and there was no way to retreat. He could only hold the long sword tightly and meet Prince Aotian.

Bang!

The next second, the figures of the two sides collided, making a vibration, and the Palace Master's delicate body retreated more than ten steps, and her beautiful face was extremely pale.

Prince Aotian took advantage of the situation to chase, rushed in front, quickly raised his hand, and tapped the Palace Master twice.

In an instant, the Palace Master's delicate body trembled and could not move at all.

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