Chapter 2078 Sword Prison

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When he saw that Zihuomen Celestial Emperor powerhouse pierced Jiaolong's abdomen with a sword, and saw the painful dragon tears flying down from the corner of Jiaolong's eyes, Ye Fan's anger was like a volcanic eruption, which was hard to contain!

With the disintegration of the triple layer and the disintegration of the sword intent, Ye Fan relied on his continuous hard work and the strengthening of Suzaku's divine fire just a few days ago, so he can use it smoothly.

Before the three members of the Zihuomen could ask a few more questions, Ye Fan swung the huge sword in his hand, commanded tens of thousands of flying swords, and quickly assembled into eight giant dragons in the air!

"Eight Desolate Emperor Dragon!"

Eight stegosauruses surrounded them from all directions, directly blocking the escape route of these three people!

None of these three can leave!

"No... Impossible! Emperor-level sword intent!? Sacred realm coercion!?"

"When did Dongtian Paradise produce an emperor-level sword cultivator in the holy realm!?"

"Don't stand still! Run quickly!!"

That senior brother had the clearest mind, and loudly reminded the two juniors that this was not something they could fight against!

Within the same level, the emperor-level sword intent is an absolute advantage, not to mention that this is the coercion of the holy realm, which completely crushes their existence!

"Follow me! Get out!"

With a greeting from the Emperor Tiantian, he pulled out the high-grade flying sword with purple awns, and with enough cultivation of the Emperor of Heaven, his whole body was surrounded by purple flames.

The two heavenly king masters didn't dare to push themselves, they directly discarded the chains of the spirit weapon they were holding, and urged their true essence together, and sprinted in the same direction!

The three of them turned into a huge trident of purple flames, and tried to break through the gap between the two emperor dragons!

Seeing this, Ye Fan realized that he had underestimated the speed and power of the three people working together.

Although the Eight Desolation Emperor Dragon is tyrannical, it lacks agility and coverage, and it is easy for these people to take advantage of the loopholes to escape.

With a thought, Ye Fan suddenly thought of a trick.

The eight emperor dragons obeyed the sword master's call, and directly changed their swimming direction, turning into a horizontal circle!

In an instant, the eight emperor dragons seemed to become a Great Wall of Swords layer by layer, like a copper wall and an iron wall, directly blocking all the gaps!

Just as the three Zihuomen cultivators were about to rush out, they saw the Stegosaurus lying on the side, and there were four Stegosaurus in front of them, layer upon layer!

"Eldest brother! This... You can't force yourself into this!"

"The emperor-level sword intent of the strong in the holy realm, if you touch it, you will die!!"

All the flying swords in front of them are blessed with emperor-level sword intent, and their true energy cannot break through at all!

What made them feel even more desperate was that the emperor dragon gradually wrapped up the entire space, and the eight emperor dragons seemed to merge into one, forming a sword cage!

Ye Fan stood in the huge spherical space, looking at the ubiquitous flying swords in front of him, feeling quite satisfied.

"This trick...it's called 'Emperor Dragon Sword Prison'...you should feel honored, I use your blood to commemorate the birth of this trick..."

The elder brother's face was pale, "Who is your Excellency!? Why are you against us!?

We are the disciples of Patriarch Zixuan, and our master is also a strong man in the holy realm. If you hurt us, it is tantamount to making enemies of Patriarch Zixuan! "

Ye Fan didn't care about these things, the giant sword in his hand lit up, and the figure flashed by quickly!

"breaking Dawn!"

The Heavenly Emperor, who was still talking just now, has already lost his head!

A ray of Heavenly Emperor's Primordial Spirit fled out in panic!

"Roar!"

The extremely angry Jiaolong broke free from the chains!

One took off, spewed out a mouthful of dragon flames, and directly burned his primordial spirit, completely dispelling his soul!

The two heavenly kings collapsed, ignoring the flying swords all around, they tried to escape in two directions.

However, just as they approached the edge of the sword prison, countless flying swords pierced them like locusts!

The two corpses riddled with holes were broken down into a cloud of blood mist!

In a few breaths, the Emperor of One Day and the King of Two Days were instantly killed by Ye Fan.

With a big wave of Ye Fan's hand, thousands of flying swords dispersed and returned to the sword god's ring.

"Owner!"

An extremely excited voice from Jiaolong entered Ye Fan's mind with a sense of grievance.

Ye Fan was filled with emotions, took a deep breath, flew over, and slapped the faucet hard!

"You greedy snake! Why are you here!?"

The dragon in front of him is obviously his old friend, Xiao Jin, who has shared weal and woe and lived and died!

Although Xiaojin has obviously turned into a flood dragon and his appearance has changed, but this aura has not changed at all after decades!

When he heard such a familiar tone, calling him master, Ye Fan was even more sure!

The glutinous rice balls stayed on Ye Fan's shoulders, and let out a resentful "hmm", as if they found that this dragon was known to Ye Fan, so they couldn't eat it, and felt a little regretful...

Xiao Jin was hit on the head, although it hurt a little, but he happily opened the dragon's mouth.

"Master...Master, I miss you so much...When you are not here, I am always worried and frightened, so sad..."

Ye Fan felt a little sour when he saw that this greedy snake showed its true feelings and began to drop huge dragon teardrops.

"Why are you crying? You are thousands of years old and you have only been separated for a few decades. Is it reasonable?" Ye Fan scolded with a smile.

"That being said, Xiao Jin is today because of meeting his master...

However, the master is still the master, always so powerful...

After so many years of waiting, I knew that the master must still be alive..."

Ye Fan sighed, looked at the wound on Xiao Jin's abdomen, and found that it was already healing, and said, "Is the wound okay?"

"This injury is fine! If it wasn't for being ambushed by them, these three bastards might not be able to do anything to me!

What is hateful is their master, that old bastard named Patriarch Zixuan...

But when the master comes, I don't have to worry about being caught as a mount, it's really great! "

Ye Fan was about to say something when he noticed that some people had sensed the movement and leaned over, knowing that they were the monks from the Purple Fire Sect.

So Ye Fan immediately asked Xiao Jin to hide, and flew down to find a place to explain the matter clearly.

Killing can be done at any time, and now he is eager to know what is going on.

Xiao Jin understood, and instantly became smaller, turning into a blue-gold dragon, only half the length of an arm, very delicate and lovely.

It looked at the glutinous rice balls lying on Ye Fan's shoulder, a little puzzled, but told Ye Fan quickly, and flew to the next position.

Ye Fan thought, if he wanted to kill people here, it would be better not to use his original appearance, so he changed his face to that of Leng Xingchen by the way.

"Master, the front is the Red Lotus Sect's mountain guard array, first take the Qian position, then the Gen position..."

Xiao Jin commanded, according to the specific route, the scenery ahead suddenly changed, from a messy forest to a sect with dozens of pavilions.

Pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, stone bridges and board roads, gurgling streams, and clouds and mists, seem like a fairyland.

The three big characters "Red Lotus Gate" are actually ancient Chinese characters on the earth?