Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Half an hour passed.

The Mahayana nuclear bomb cannon was finally installed and aimed at Qing Jiujiu in the middle of the pit.

After arranging a death soldier, he fired the cannon.

Emperor Gufeng looked at Qing Jiujiu in the pit and snorted coldly, raised his hand, and shouted: "All soldiers in the capital, evacuate quickly!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers responded, turned around in formation, and headed out of the city in an orderly manner.

At this moment, a black void crack suddenly appeared in the sky above the capital.

Everyone looked up, but they had not yet reacted.

Mo Ye, with all the disciples of Lingyun Peak and everyone from the Secret Pavilion, appeared in front of Emperor Gufeng.

Before coming, Mo Ye and the others had already determined the method of attack.

Mo Ye led all the disciples and the Secret Pavilion to form a formation to concentrate firepower to deal with Emperor Gufeng's 50,000 death soldiers. Jiuxiu took the opportunity to save Qing Jiujiu.

Emperor Gufeng looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The leader was Mo Ye. They had a direct conflict in the battle that year.

But he was not yet an emperor at that time, and Mo Ye was not yet the leader of a sect.

Emperor Gu Feng was almost killed by Mo Ye.

At this time, enemies met and were jealous.

"Mo Ye! I haven't seen you for so many years. You dare to bring people to my Beimeizhou. You are too brave. Do you want to die?"

Emperor Gu Feng's eyes were red, and he shouted: "Fifty thousand dead soldiers, form a formation!"

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes, did not speak, and directly waved his hand back, a white silk wrapped around Emperor Gu Feng, and then dragged it into the air, and waved his hand back again, and a barrier suddenly appeared, covering the two of them.

Emperor Gu Feng drew out his sword, rotated it in his palm, and the white silk was cut off.

He looked around and raised his eyebrows: "You want to fight me in a duel? Aren't you afraid that your disciples can't deal with so many of my warriors?"

"If I kill you, those warriors will be leaderless and not to be feared."

Mo Ye snorted coldly, and with a flick of his wrist, the white silk in his hand suddenly turned into a snow-white jade sword.

He raised his hand and pointed, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"Everything grows!"

As soon as the words fell.

Under the feet of Emperor Gu Feng, a bamboo shoot-like fine steel suddenly stood up.

He hurriedly turned over and tried to dodge backwards, but a longer bamboo shoot of fine steel grew behind him.

Emperor Gu Feng had nowhere to hide, so he had to raise his sword to cut off the bamboo shoot of fine steel, but just as he cut it off, the bamboo shoot of fine steel grew again, so he had to continue to cut it in a hurry, without even the slightest power to fight back.

Looking back at Mo Ye, he stood there in a white robe that looked like the moonlight pulled down from the sky, floating in the breeze, his sleeves fluttering, like a deposed immortal from the nine heavens, spotless.

The 50,000 dead soldiers wanted to help Emperor Gu Feng, but they were directly surrounded from three directions by the three hundred-man formations of the three squads of Tianji Pavilion, and three "Hundred Phoenix Underworld Formations" were launched at the same time.

The arrows were like the sound of phoenixes, with overwhelming momentum, like thousands of troops.

The 50,000 dead soldiers who originally wanted to help Emperor Gu Feng had to quickly turn around and deal with the three Hundred Phoenix Underworld Formations.

The fatal blow of the 50,000 half-step cross-tribulation was against the three thousand phoenix arrows.

The three thousand phoenix arrows were slightly weaker.

But as soon as the three thousand phoenix arrows fell, the three squads quickly turned around and retreated quickly.

Liu Lixian led the 108 disciples of Lingyun Peak and quickly formed seals. Their respective magic weapons flew out and condensed into a huge sword formation in the air, covering the sky and the sun and heading towards the fatal blow of the 50,000 dead soldiers.

"Bang! Boom!"

Explosions sounded one after another.

Both groups were injured by the aftershocks and had blood at the corners of their mouths.

Liu Lixian's eyes were full of tenacity.

The eyes of the other 107 brothers were also full of tenacity.

No matter how powerful, strong, and noble the little junior sister becomes, even if she is the Nine Provinces Divine Emperor, she is still the little junior sister in their eyes who needs to be held in their hands, carried on their shoulders, coaxed to sleep, and fed!

As long as they are still alive.

They will use their last bit of strength to protect the little junior sister.

It is definitely not because she is the Nine Provinces Divine Emperor.

Absolutely not!

The same is true for everyone in Tianji Pavilion.

They quickly formed seals again, and the Phoenix Arrows and the 108 giant sword formations hit the 50,000 dead soldiers again.

The 50,000 dead soldiers also changed their formations. 20,000 dead soldiers condensed their spiritual energy into a shield to resist the oncoming attack, and 30,000 dead soldiers condensed a fatal attack to counterattack.

Although the 50,000 dead soldiers were numerous.

But the Tianji Pavilion and the Chiyun Sect cooperated perfectly here, and for a while they fought a 50-50 tie, and both were injured to varying degrees.

The Gufeng Emperor was beaten in all kinds of embarrassment by Mo Ye.

After all, he was his own emperor, Chen Chen couldn't bear to see it, so he pulled Zhou Peiyuan and Qian Junning to attack the barrier together, and finally tore a hole in Mo Ye's barrier and sneaked in together.

Chen Chen was below, it has been observed that Mo Ye's "Growth of All Things" is a combination of wood and gold.

So as long as the fire magic is used, this seemingly indestructible "Growth of All Things" can be broken.

Emperor Gu Feng narrowly avoided an attack, and Mo Ye raised his finger slightly, and several more fine steel shoots pierced through his eyes, almost piercing a hole in his head.

Chen Chen stood in front of him, holding a fire sword in his hand, and quickly cut off the steel shoots. Then Qian Junning took the gun and shot directly at the roots of the cut fine steel shoots. The places where the shots were fired no longer grew fine steel shoots.

Emperor Gu Feng understood instantly.

It turned out that the fine steel shoots needed to be cut off by the fire magic, so that they would not grow.

He angrily yelled at Chen Chen's back: "You know the way to crack it, but you didn't tell me. Are you happy to see me being beaten so badly?"

Chen Chen rolled his eyes and replied angrily.

"I just figured it out too!"

Now four against one, Mo Ye's men moved faster, his hands kept turning, and his sleeves fluttered.

One after another, fine steel shoots rose from the ground again.

Chen Chen shouted: "Fight first! The rest will be discussed later!"

"Flanking! I'll attack from the front, the Lord of Beizhou and the Lord of Meizhou will attack from the side, and you, the Great Emperor, will attack from the back!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Qian Junning and Zhou Peiyuan responded quickly, one on the left and one on the right, one with a gun and the other with a crossbow, and surrounded Mo Ye at the same time.

The Great Gufeng also instinctively came to the back of Mo Ye.

Three attacks were launched simultaneously. After they were all launched, Emperor Gu Feng was stunned for a moment: No, I am the emperor, why should I listen to this Chen Chen?

Two rounds of ammunition, two crossbows, and Emperor Gu Feng's fatal attack were about to hit Mo Ye.

Mo Ye's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, and then quickly appeared in front of Chen Chen, with the snow-white jade sword in his hand pointing directly at his throat.

Chen Chen's eyes suddenly shrank.

What's going on! ?

It's okay that the Nine Provinces Divine Emperor is so powerful and terrifying.

Who is this cultivator? Why is his strength so terrifying? Didn't it say before that there were no cultivators in the Nine Provinces who even reached the Mahayana stage, but the person in front of him has at least reached the Tribulation!

And he is the kind with strong cultivation!