Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 58 Rush out of the dungeon
Yan Xun's clothes were tattered due to the torture, revealing the strong muscle lines, as strong as refined steel.

After a night of rest, his condition had returned to its peak, and his tiger eyes were furious, exuding a light that made one dare not look directly at him.

Ye Feng felt a strong evil spirit emanating from Yan Xun's body. This is an aura that can only be bred through countless bloody battles. It is an aura that can make the enemy's liver and gallbladder split .

Affected by Yan Xun's aura, Ye Feng didn't realize that his blood was surging, as if all the emotions he had suppressed for many days erupted at this moment, making him just want to let go and fight.

Yan Shi and Yan Shisan had already been waiting for the attack. They stood behind Yan Xun, one on the left and one on the right, like sharp arrows ready to shoot, ready to shoot into the enemy's heart at any time.

"Ye Feng, do you remember the location of the closet?"

"remember."

"Okay, after we go out later, Yanyun Shibaqi and I will be in charge of restraining Yanxiong, you should find a chance to save people."

Ye Feng looked at Yan Xun in amazement, thinking that he made such an arrangement, could it be that he and Yan Yun Eighteen Horsemen are not sure that they can defeat Yan Xiong?

As if seeing Ye Feng's doubts, Yan Xun said: "The General's Mansion has countless masters, and we won't have much time to win."

From Yan Xun's mouth, Ye Feng heard a hint of tragedy, but seeing his firm expression, Ye Feng didn't ask any more questions, as long as he rescued Yan Nantian in time, everything would naturally settle down.

"Are you ready?" Yan Xun asked.

Yan Shi and Yan Shisan replied in unison: "Kill!"

After finishing speaking, astonishing fluctuations of spiritual power erupted from the two of them, and dazzling spirit wheels appeared one after another.

Yan ten, the sixth level of the spirit wheel, Yan thirteen, the fifth level of the spirit wheel.

Then, a majestic aura swept over, and behind Yan Xun, countless auras gathered, and in Yan Xun's hands, a golden dragon-pattern spear was condensed.

Behind him, the aura turned into a palace, and the aura of the fifth-layer powerhouse of the Lingfu instantly covered up all the light.

As soon as he pointed his spear, the huge prison door made of black iron fell apart, and the sunlight came in, illuminating the pale but high-spirited faces of several people.

Yan Xun took the lead and rushed out of the dungeon first.

The movement here had already alarmed the four guards, and dozens of silver-armored elites immediately surrounded them, but when they saw Yan Xun walking out of the dungeon, they all stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react for a while.

"Are you trying to stop me?" Yan Xun asked sharply, his eyes swept around, and everyone who made eye contact with him lowered their heads involuntarily.

When it comes to prestige, Yan Xun, who has been fighting at the border all year round, is even better than Yan Xiong.

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, there was a thunderous laughter from a distance, Yan Xiong stepped on the sky, and a magnificent spiritual palace suppressed him behind him, confronting Yan Xun with a terrifying momentum.

The auras of the two strong men in the Lingfu realm collided brazenly in the void, there was no loud movement, only faintly visible transparent ripples intertwined and contended in the void, but Ye Feng felt that the entire space seemed to be frozen, and he could feel it all over his body. Mountain-like pressure.

"You really deserve to be the second younger brother. I didn't expect that you can't be dealt with even if you are separated from your soul." Yan Xiong's voice was full of vigor and soul-stirring.

"It's not a problem to be separated from the soul." Yan Xun responded, but his voice sounded a bit difficult.

Obviously, in this contest of momentum, Yan Xun fell into a disadvantage, his realm is not as good as Yan Xiong.

"Then what do you want this time?" Yan Xiong asked.

"Of course it is to clean up the door." Yan Xun said firmly.

"Clean up the door? Hahahaha!" Yan Xiong laughed and said, "Then let the eldest brother see how much your skills have improved over the years!"

"Yan Hui, leave the rest to you!" Yan Xiong gave an order, and Yan Hui rushed in with a black armored elite, pointing his spear at Ye Feng and the others.

"kill!"

Suddenly, a great battle broke out, and Yan Xun, holding a dragon-patterned golden gun, swept up like a dragon sailing out of the sea, turning into a golden light and rushing towards Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong yelled loudly, and shook his right hand in the air, and the same dragon-patterned golden gun was condensed into one. The two of them fought together in an instant, and flew towards the sky.

A violent explosion suddenly erupted in the air, and the golden spiritual power covered the sky, even overshadowing the sun's rays.

"The power of the strong in the Lingfu realm is really terrifying." Ye Feng sighed, and then looked away.

A fierce aura came in front of him, and Yan Xun was holding a long spear, and the five spirit wheels behind him were shining brightly. Beside him, dozens of black-armored warriors were approaching step by step with saber handles in hand.

Among this group of fighters, the one with the lowest level has the third level of the spirit wheel, and the leader has even stepped into the seventh level of the spirit wheel.

Yan Shi and Yan Shisan walked up to Ye Feng, and Yan Shi said in a low voice, "You go first, we'll finish off."

"But you guys." Ye Feng hesitated, even though Yan Shi and Yan Shisan were strong, they might not be able to resist the siege of many masters.

Ye Feng wanted to help, but at this time his soul has not recovered, and he cannot perform the Nine Turns Mysterious Art, even if he stays, it will only drag everyone down.

Yan Shisan said: "Go, don't forget that we still have brothers."

After listening, Ye Feng stopped hesitating and stood behind the two of them.

"Yanyun Eighteen Riders, since they can't be used by me, then disappear from this world." Yan Hui said coldly, "Kill!"

He pointed his spear, and the black-armored warriors moved in unison, and all kinds of attacks came from all directions.

Yan Shi stepped on it suddenly, the ground trembled, and a rock giant stood up from the ground, blocking the attack coming from the front.

Those attacks fell on the rock giant, even though they could cause damage, but with the blessing of Yan Shi's spiritual power, those gaps can be healed quickly.

In Yan Shisan's hand appeared a sharp black sword made of condensed spiritual power. His figure turned into a whirlwind, and the sword swung out, stopping all the attacks on Ye Feng in an instant.

"So strong!"

As soon as the two made a move, Ye Feng felt the strength of Yan Shi and Yan Shisan. They definitely had the strength to surpass their own realm.

At that moment, Ye Feng didn't hesitate any longer, and took advantage of the gap to flash towards the top of the mountain.

The silver-armored guards around wanted to stop them, but they were just ordinary guards and their strength was not strong. Ye Feng opened his immortal golden body and ran all the way, rushing out with incomparable arrogance.

In the chaos, Yan Hui kept his eyes on the battle situation. When he saw Yan Shi and Yan Shisan making moves, he could see that their purpose was to protect Ye Feng.

"He's definitely not Yan Shiqi!" Yan Hui was startled and furious, thinking if this person wasn't Yan Shiqi, who else could he be, and what was his purpose.

"It seems that in all likelihood the poison of Lihun San was undone by this person, but Sima Ce said that no more than five people from all over the state of Chu could cure this poison, but these five people are all famous and powerful. , will never be so young." A figure appeared in Yan Hui's mind, but he denied them one by one.

"Strange, who is he?"

While thinking, he suddenly found the direction Ye Feng was heading, and his expression changed suddenly.

Logically speaking, if you want to escape, you should go down the mountain, but at this moment Ye Feng is going all the way up, heading straight for the top of the mountain.

"Could it be?" Yan Hui didn't hesitate any longer, and wanted to chase after him in a blink of an eye, but just as he left, he heard the sound of fighting coming from the foot of the mountain.

"what happened?"

Sixteen blood-soaked soldiers came in streams of light. Seeing these people, Yan Hui's expression changed again, especially when he saw a person standing outside, who was Yan Shiqi who had just left.

"Yanyun Eighteen Riders!"

(End of this chapter)