Ye Xuan looked at the fist imprint that descended from the sky and felt the divine power contained within it.
Despite his fear, his expression instantly turned ferocious.
"You old dogs from the Carefree Holy Land, you really have no shame!"
With a furious roar, Ye Xuan's body suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, and he donned Sacred Armor.
The next moment, he endured the immense pressure and rushed straight out!
Seeing this scene, countless cultivators in the distance felt their hearts tremble with fear.
Has Ye Xuan gone mad?
That terrifyingly powerful figure was clearly a patriarch-level figure from the Carefree Holy Land.
If Ye Xuan charged forward like that, wouldn't that be like throwing an egg against a rock, a moth to a flame—just courting death?
"Hahaha, Zhao Xiao'er, I knew you were shameless, but I never imagined you could be this shameless!"
"Hahaha, that's right! That bastard Zhao Xiao'er actually attacked a junior from my Holy Land! His skin is thicker than my ass!"
"Damn it, do you really think I'm just a figurehead? Did you even get my permission to kill the Holy Son of my Holy Land?"
"Why are you wasting so much time talking to this bastard? Just kill him!"
At the same time, four loud shouts suddenly rang out from the void, their sounds like thunder, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.
The next moment, several booming sounds rang out, and in an instant, four incredibly powerful auras suddenly burst forth from all four directions.
In an instant, the void trembled, and the heavens and earth shook!
A powerful figure appeared directly in front of Ye Xuan and unleashed a punch at the fist imprint falling from the sky.
With a deafening roar, the sound shook the heavens and earth, and rampant Spiritual Qi swept across all directions.
The fist imprint shattered with a crack, and the powerful figure soared upwards, striking towards a certain point in the void with lightning speed.
At the same time, the other three powerful figures who appeared also tore through the void with lightning speed.
Amidst a series of rumbling spatial tremors, they attacked the powerful figure from the Free Carefree Holy Land at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
" Zhan Wuji, Liao Sandao, Zhang Hengtian, Xing Zongxuan!"
At the same time, a horrified and angry voice suddenly rang out from the void.
There was a faint trace of unease in that voice.
The next moment, powerful pressure shook the heavens and earth, and violent Spiritual Qi swept in all directions, followed by a deafening roar.
In an instant, it was as if a world-destroying storm had been unleashed in the void, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack, the sun and moon to lose their light, and its power to shake the heavens and the earth.
"This... the four patriarchs of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land have descended?"
"Such terrifying pressure, such terrifying power!"
"Run!"
Those cultivators below who witnessed this scene were all horrified.
At this moment, even the powerful experts at the Divine Emperor Realm turned pale, trembled all over, and began to flee for their lives.
Damn it.
This is absolutely terrifying.
Five patriarchs from sacred lands battling it out—who could possibly withstand such power?
They were all filled with terror, and they fled in a frenzy, fearing that if they were too slow, they would be caught in the crossfire and mercilessly killed.
" Zhao Xiao'er? The Fourth Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land? Bastard!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan's heart trembled violently, and his face immediately turned ferocious.
He knew Zhao Xiao'er; the last time the powerful figures from the Carefree Holy Land descended upon Chuzhou City, it was Zhao Xiao'er who led the team.
Unfortunately, in that battle, Zhao Xiao'er was seriously injured and fled, the Holy Lord of the Carefree Holy Land was Gu Ran, and the rest of the army was wiped out.
It can be said that the Carefree Holy Land suffered heavy losses.
Ye Xuan hadn't expected that this old man would reappear outside the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm, and that he intended to kill him.
In the void, the great battle continued, with thunderous roars echoing endlessly.
The five powerful figures fought so fiercely that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.
Zhao Xiao'er was also being beaten back step by step, blood constantly dripping from his mouth, and his body had begun to crack.
Although he is strong, he is no match for four opponents.
As Zhao Xiao'er fiercely retaliated, he roared ferociously, " Zhan Wuji, what do you want to do? Do you want to start a full-scale war with my Carefree Holy Land?"
"You will absolutely not have a good end if you do this. The First Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land will not let you off!"
At this moment, his clothes were torn, his long hair was wildly flowing, and he was covered in blood.
His eyes were incredibly bloodshot, filled with madness.
At this moment, even he, the Fourth Ancestor the Carefree Holy Land, was utterly afraid and terrified.
He was filled with fear; his scalp tingled with dread!
What the hell is going on here?
He only wanted to kill Ye Xuan, but four Ancestors suddenly appeared from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land and launched a desperate attack on him.
Zhao Xiao'er could tell that these four people were all there to kill him, showing absolutely no mercy.
The four men attacked with utter ferocity, clearly having no intention of negotiating with him or letting him go.
This is absolutely terrifying!
"Hahaha, all-out war? Can't my Ancient Desolate Holy Land afford it?"
"What are you, the Carefree Holy Land? Do you think my Ancient Desolate Holy Land is afraid? We used to ignore you, but since you've taken advantage of our kindness, don't blame us for being impolite."
" Zhao Xiao'er, you're supposed to be Venerable Realm expert, how could you do such shameless things? It's one thing to shamelessly ambush a junior, but now you're even trying to intimidate me with He Wudi? Do you think I'm easily scared?"
" Zhao Xiao'er, are you still a child? Why are you acting like a little kid? What the hell have you been doing all these years?"
"I've already slaughtered one of your ancestors, and today I'll slaughter you too. Then it'll be twelve against six, six against one, to deal with that He Wudi. Do you think he can pull it off?"
The four patriarchs of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land were all disdainful of Zhao Xiao'er's words.
They sneered and cursed, spewing vulgarities, but their attacks became even more ferocious.
"Bang bang bang!"
The earth-shattering explosions continued to resound, echoing throughout the sky.
Under this onslaught, Zhao Xiao'er's injuries worsened, causing him to cough up blood and retreat continuously.
He tried to escape, but was held tightly by the four patriarchs of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, and had no chance to break free.
"You, you all--"
Seeing this, Zhao Xiao'er was utterly horrified, and despair welled up in his heart.
"Bang!"
Another loud bang, Zhan Wuji punched Zhao Xiao'er.
Zhao Xiao'er's body was completely smashed in half, and his bright red blood splattered across the sky.
Under the impact, he began to retreat continuously, and the space beneath his feet trembled.
"Whoosh!"
However, he had only taken a few steps back when a blade of light suddenly attacked.
The dazzling sword light illuminated the heavens and the earth, and a terrifying killing intent swept in all directions. A sword beam thousands of feet long appeared in the void.
This is the sword of Liao Sandao, the Fifth Ancestor of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land!
His sword was exceptionally domineering, its power simply earth-shattering!
"You, you all--"
Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiao'er was finally filled with utter despair!
"Boss, third brother, save me, save me!"
He couldn't help but let out a shrill roar, calling out to the First Ancestor and Third Ancestors of the Free and Carefree Holy Land for help.
He was truly desperate; if he didn't call for help, he would really be beaten to death!
But he didn't want to die!