My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 2078

When he saw the Purple Flame Sect's Celestial Emperor stab his sword into the flood dragon's stomach and the painful dragon's tears that fell from the flood dragon's eyes, Ye Fan's anger was like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable!

After the third stage of disintegration, the first stage of the sword intent disbanding, Ye Fan continued to practice diligently. In addition to the strengthening he had received from the Vermillion Bird Divine Flame a few days ago, his cultivation had already become very smooth.

Before the three people of the Purple Flame Martial School could ask anything, Ye Fan had already waved his huge sword and commanded the ten thousand flying swords to quickly a.s.semble into eight huge dragons in the air!

"Octoterra Emperor Dragon!"

The eight Sword Dragons came from all directions and enveloped the three of them, blocking their escape routes!

None of these three could leave!

"Impossible!" Overlord level sword intent!? "Saint realm pressure!?"

"Since when did a Monarch level Sword Cultivator in the Blessed Paradise produce a Saint realm expert!?"

"Don't just stand there! "Hurry up and run!"

The eldest senior brother was the clearest. He loudly reminded his two junior brothers that this was not something they could confront!

Within the same level, monarch level sword intent was the absolute advantage. Not to mention, this was also the pressure of a Saint realm expert. It was an existence that could completely crush all of them!

"Come with me! Charge out! "

The Heavenly Emperor called out and pulled out the high-grade spiritual treasure that was glowing with a purple light. It was at the level of a Heavenly Emperor and was wreathed in purple flames.

The two Heavenly King Stage powerhouses did not dare to be careless, directly throwing down the spirit artifact chains they were holding and rushing towards the same direction with their true essence!

The three of them transformed into a giant trident of purple flames, shooting towards the gap between the two Emperor Dragons, attempting to break through!

Seeing this, Ye Fan realized that he had underestimated the combined speed and power of these three.

Although the Octoterra Emperor Dragon was strong, it lacked agility and coverage, making it easier for these people to take advantage of it and escape.

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

The eight Emperor Dragons obeyed the Sword Master's call and immediately changed their direction, circling horizontally!

In a split-second, the eight Emperor Dragons felt as if they had turned into layers of a great wall of swords, and also like an iron wall, directly blocking all of the gaps!

Just as the three Purple Flame Sect cultivators were about to charge out, they saw the sword dragons lying on the ground. Four sword dragons appeared in front of them in an instant, layer upon layer!

"Eldest Brother!" You can't just barge in! "

"The sword intent of an Emperor level powerhouse of the sage realm … anyone who touches it will die!"

All of the flying swords in front of him were supported by the Monarch level Sword Intent. They were completely unable to break through with their true essence!

What caused them to feel even more despair was that the Emperor Dragon gradually wrapped up the entire s.p.a.ce. The eight Emperor Dragons seemed to have merged into one, forming a cage of swords!

Ye Fan stood in the huge spherical dimension, looking at the flying sword in front of him everywhere, feeling quite satisfied in his heart.

"This move shall be called 'Emperor Dragon Sword Prison'. You all should feel honored. I shall use your blood to commemorate the birth of this move."

The eldest senior brother's face was pale white, "Who exactly are you!? Why are you going against us!?

We are disciples of the Purple Profound Ancestor and our master is also a Sheng Domain expert. If you injure us, it is equivalent to becoming enemies with the Purple Profound Grandmaster! "

Ye Fan didn't care about this. Immediately, the huge sword in his hand lit up with a sword light, and his figure flashed at a high speed!

"Breaking Dawn!"

The Celestial Emperor, who was talking just now, had his head blown off!

A wisp of the Celestial Emperor's primordial spirit fled in panic!

"Roar!"

The furious flood dragon had broken free of its shackles!

With a leap, dragon flames shot out from his mouth, directly burning his origin soul and dispersing his soul!

The two Heavenly Kings had collapsed, not caring about the flying swords around them, they were trying to escape in two different directions.

However, just as they approached the edge of the Sword Prison, the countless flying swords pierced through them like locusts!

The two corpses that were riddled with holes were disintegrated into a cloud of b.l.o.o.d.y mist!

In just a few breaths of time, the Emperor of one day and the King of two days were instantly killed by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan waved his hand and the millions of flying swords all dispersed, returning to the Sword G.o.d's Ring.

"Master!"

The flood dragon sent a very excited and aggrieved soul consciousness into Ye Fan's mind.

Ye Fan was filled with emotions. Taking a deep breath, he flew over and forcefully hit the dragon head!

"You greedy snake!" Why would they be here!? "

This flood dragon in front of him was none other than his old friend from before, Little Gold!

Although Xiao Jin had clearly turned into a flood dragon and his appearance had changed, this aura hadn't changed at all even after dozens of years!

When hearing such a familiar tone, calling him master, Ye Fan was even more certain!

Soup Yuan stayed on Ye Fan's shoulder, letting out a burst of disgruntled "Wu Wu" sound, as if he had discovered that Ye Fan recognized this flood dragon and couldn't eat it. He felt somewhat regretful.

After being hit in the head, although Xiao Jin felt a little painful, he was happy to have his dragon mouth split open.

"Master, master, I miss you so much! When you weren't here, you were always worried and scared. How sad …"

Seeing this gluttonous snake reveal its true feelings and begin to shed huge dragon's tears, Ye Fan's heart began to feel a bit sour.

"What are you crying for? You're already a few thousand years old, and have only been separated for a few decades. Is that even right?" Ye Fan laughed and scolded.

"That may be the case, but Xiao Jin only has this day because he met his master …"

"However, the master is still the master. He's always so powerful!"

"After so many years, I finally did not wait in vain. I knew master must still be alive!"

Ye Fan sighed, looked at the wound on Xiao Jin's abdomen, and found that it was already healing up. He asked, "Are you alright?"

"This little injury is no problem! If it wasn't for their ambush, these three beasts might not have been able to do anything to me!

The person they hated the most was their master, that old fart called 'Purple Profound Ancestor'.

But since the master is here, I don't need to worry about being caught to be his mount.

Ye Fan was about to say something when he realized that some people had noticed the commotion and approached him. They knew that it was those cultivators from the Purple Flame Sect.

Therefore, Ye Fan immediately told Xiao Jin to hide and flew down to find a place to explain the situation.

He could kill at any time, but right now, he wanted to know what was going on.

Xiao Jin understood and instantly turned into a small blue and gold dragon. It was only half the length of an arm and was extremely cute and exquisite.

It glanced at Soup Dumplings who was lying on Ye Fan's shoulder. It was a bit puzzled, but it still quickly told Ye Fan and flew towards the next location.

Ye Fan thought that if he wanted to kill someone here, it would be better to not use their original appearance, and thus, he conveniently changed his appearance to that of a cold star.

"Master, the great protective formation of the Red Lotus Sect is right in front of us. Let's first walk to the backseat before we go to the other seat!"

Little Gold commanded, and the scenery in front of them changed according to their specific route. They went from a chaotic mountain forest to a sect with tens of pavilions built on it.

The pavilions, the buildings, the stone bridges, the gurgling streams, and the swirling clouds made it seem like a paradise.

The three big words of "Red Lotus Sect" were actually ancient Chinese characters from Earth?