Chapter 282

"Presumptuous!" seeing that his own people not only didn't win each other, but lost their troops, the warden of the underworld finally turned black, wrapped in Xuanli all over his body, and rushed frantically.

Just you, you still look like! Xiao Tianfeng greeted him with a smile, and the sharp sword in his hand burst out.

"Bang..."

The sharp sword Qi was constantly shooting everywhere. Xiao Tianfeng and the warden of the underworld were constantly colliding. Each time they collided, the whole special area trembled.

Xiao Tianfeng's cultivation was stable in the early days of Xuanzong. By his means, he had the peak combat power of xuanhuang; The warden of the underworld has been precipitated at the peak level of xuanhuang for many years, and his strength has already reached the peak in this realm.

Therefore, Xiao Tianfeng was slightly at a disadvantage in the first fight. Just under the pressure of the warden of the underworld, Xiao Tianfeng quickly adapted to his realm and strength.

Before long, the two were even.

In the battle between dragons and tigers, the xuanhuang strongmen who surrounded the God wolves were miserable, because they had a huge gap in strength compared with both of them, and they would be injured by mistake if they were careless.

In addition, the ascending God wolf is very strong, which makes them tired of coping for a while.

"Ah!" finally, a strong xuanhuang was a little distracted and buried in the wolf's claw of the earth God.

After a long attack, the warden of the underworld was a little angry: "fool, get away from the warden."

After receiving the warden's order, a group of xuanhuang strongmen were relieved, fought and retreated, and moved to the edge area.

"It seems that your people can't!" Xiao Tianfeng's face suddenly changed as soon as his voice fell, and a streamer came straight. With only one blow, he scattered the majestic earth walking God wolf.

Emperor Xuan! Xiao Tianfeng's heart sank.

"A smelly boy can't take it, you warden don't know how to be it!" the strong man of Xuandi glanced at the warden coldly, and his fierce momentum locked Xiao Tianfeng.

Oppressed by the other party's momentum, the speed of Xuanli circulation in Xiao Tianfeng's body suddenly decreased.

Before he started, a streamer shot at him. He looked cold. He waved his palm forward to block it down and revealed its shape, but it was a short sword!

"Your opponent is Miss Ben!" in a cell, Liu ruoxuan came out slowly, a long skirt flowing like a dust fairy.

"Little girl, you are not my elder's opponent." although the strong man of Xuandi was surprised that this girl also recovered some cultivation accomplishments, he didn't take it too seriously and looked at me coldly.

Because even in her heyday, she won't be in trouble.

"What if you add the old man?" Fubo hobbled out: "although he is far from recovering his cultivation, it should be no problem to stop you."

The seemingly dying old man finally made the strong man of Xuandi change his face and roared in his heart: what's going on and how can someone restore cultivation one after another. This has never happened in the history of Hades since its establishment!

Feeling bad in his heart, the strong Xuandi looked at the deepest part of the special area with some fear. He was slightly relieved when he found that there was no movement: as long as there was no situation, he would be fine.

"How did you recover your accomplishments?" the strong man of Xuandi asked with a gloomy face.

"Of course it's xuanjing!" when his palm turned over, a xuanjie appeared in his hand. Xiao Tianfeng waved, and thousands of xuanjing of various levels poured out: "just like this!"

Greedily absorbed the aura emitted from xuanjing. Fubo was intoxicated and said, "I don't know how many years I haven't enjoyed the feeling of aura pouring into my body."

"Why are you stunned? Come on!" Emperor Xuan took the lead in jumping on Fu Bo.

Fu Bo was originally a xuanzun strong man. Every time he absorbed a little aura, his strength would increase a lot. While he can cope now, he must not let things get worse.

Aware that things were developing to the worst, the strong men in the underworld dared not neglect it at all, and roared and attacked.

In the face of Emperor Xuan's all-out attack, Fubo waved to resist lightly, and the other hand constantly absorbed the scattered xuanjing into his palm to supplement his consumption.

The fierce battle was in full swing.

Originally still stationed in the ordinary area of the underworld, the strong once again dispatched a group of strong people to support.

Listening to the news from the special area, the eyes of thousands of prisoners in the cage finally took on the color of hope. They held the iron fence tightly with both hands, turned their heads and looked at the special area, with a thick tension on their faces.

"Hum!" the space in the special area was suddenly shocked. Fuber suddenly ejected a mouthful of blood, retreated and squinted at a place.

I don't know when there is a dry figure standing there.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see such a scene first when I left the pass! Blessed one, it's wrong for you to bully a young man like this." the old man with silver hair and dry hair stood there like a sculpture. However, such an old man exuded a special smell, as if he had put himself and others in another world.

In that world, the dry old man is the master, who can kill and seize all life in it.

Is this the unique field of xuanzun's strong? Being in it, my young master doesn't have the slightest resistance! Xiao Tianfeng was stiff and full of horror.

Emperor Xuan's strong people all have their own potential, which is very effective for people who are lower than their own realm; When you become a field, it means that you have become a powerful person in xuanzun, a respected person in Xuanzhong, and a famous strong person on the mainland.

"Hehe, it makes sense for you to imprison me here?" Fubo sneered. Although it was still early to his peak of recovery, his thin body stood upright and had a detached momentum.

Fubo can be the top strongman in xuanzun. If he really doesn't look up to the old guy with a near longevity in front of him at ordinary times, he is far from the top. If he really fights, he can only die himself.

But even so, he is not afraid of a war. The strong have their own dignity. As long as they are qualified for World War I, they will never live as before.

Shaking his head, xuanzun said in a low voice, "it's useless to say more. The underworld has its own rules. Since you cross the line, it can only erase you."

"Rules? It's just a means for a self proclaimed master to control others. In the eyes of this audience, your so-called rules are nothing but bullshit and worthless!"

The long light voice broke the tense atmosphere between the two sides. Even the body of xuanzun in the underworld trembled slightly, and the field shrouded in everyone's body converged back as quickly as being bitten by a snake.

Xuanzun of the underworld and the strong man of Xuandi swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, staring at the deepest part of the prison, as if waiting for the emergence of a great beast.

In the deep prison, a handsome man sat quietly on his knees, with endless vicissitudes in his invisible deep eyes. Between each breath, piles of top-grade xuanjing in front of him turned into pieces of powder.