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Chapter 742: The Death of Rising Sun Dongsheng

"Boom!" "Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Bursts of gas explosions resounded throughout the countryside. Under the fierce attack of tens of thousands of martial arts experts, the Holy Fire Sect's huge sect-protecting formation rippled with light waves on the surface. Although there were occasional violent fluctuations in some places, it was hard to resist.

Withstood one wave of terrifying attacks after another.

Obviously, the fierce attacks of tens of thousands of martial arts masters still failed to reach the endurance limit of the Holy Fire Sect's protective formation. However, all this seemed to be expected by the strong men from all sides. Everyone was not discouraged, and the offensive became more and more intense.

More fierce.

The people launching the attack this time are actually only 30,000 to 50,000 people, and they are considered the vanguard. There are hundreds of thousands of people behind them who are on their way, and they will definitely reach Guangmingding in three to five days at most. By then, there will be hundreds of thousands of terrifying Xiantian realm warriors.

If we work together, even the sect-protecting formation of the Millennium Holy Land will be shattered.

"Boom!" "Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The offensive of the coalition of tens of thousands of warriors continued all night and night, divided into two groups of people. Day and night alternated, and the attacks continued. The energy of the Holy Fire Sect's sect-protecting formation was also being consumed bit by bit.

On the third day, the subsequent coalition of 200,000 warriors finally arrived at Guangmingding, and warriors continued to arrive one after another, reaching a terrifying number of more than 300,000.

Gathering the power of more than 300,000 Xiantian realm warriors, they launched a wave of earth-shattering attacks and explosions towards the Holy Fire Sect's protective formation.

The energy of the Holy Fire Sect's sect-protecting formation was rapidly consumed, reaching its bottom in just a few hours.

By the morning of the fourth day.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

"Kick-kick-kick!"

Accompanied by a sound like breaking glass, the Holy Fire Sect's sect-protecting formation, which was already full of cracks and crumbling, suddenly cracked inch by inch. The fragments flashed with crystal luster like glass and melted rapidly in the sun.

It turned into heaven and earth and dispersed in the air.

"Kill! Eradicate the Holy Fire Cult!"

"Kill, kill, kill, eradicate the Holy Fire Cult!"

Like locusts, the coalition of more than 300,000 warriors rushed into the heart of the Holy Fire Cult. The terrifying murderous intent was earth-shattering. There was a bloody storm along the way. Every Holy Fire Cult believer looked frightened and collapsed. However, they were quickly

The crowd was drowned, and he fell into a pool of blood amidst unwilling screams.

The minions of the Holy Fire Sect can be handed over to the warrior alliance, while Ye Xing and other supreme overlords will go straight to the main hall of the Holy Fire Sect.

When they arrived at the main hall of the Holy Fire Cult, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. They opened their mouths and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"My subordinate, the Lord of Baiyun City, meets the leader of the Wulin Alliance!"

"The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult meets the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance!"

"The abbot of Shaolin Temple...sees the leader of the martial arts alliance! I wish the leader a prosperous future...for generations to come..."

In front of me, I saw a dozen Holy Fire Cultists who claimed to be the leader, city lord, and abbot, trembling and frightened, heading towards the Holy Fire Cult leader Rising Sun Dongsheng, who was sitting high on the red gold flame throne. At this moment, these Holy Fire Cultists obviously saw Ye

When all the supreme powerhouses from the stars arrived, they were all so frightened that they almost peed their pants on the spot.

As for the leader of the Holy Fire Cult, Xuri Dongsheng, who is sitting high on the red gold flame throne, he seems to be completely unaware. He is dreaming of his dream of being the leader of the martial arts league with his disheveled hair, enjoying the "Lord of Baiyun City", "Abbot of Shaolin", "Lord of the Moon Worshiping Cult" and other important figures.

The man’s bow.

"This Rising Sun Dongsheng is a hero of his generation. I never expected that he would be reduced to this level now. It's really sad!"

"What do we do now? Is he really crazy or is he fake?"

All the supreme overlords looked at each other and sighed.

"Regardless of whether he is really crazy or not, he must die!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said solemnly: "There is no need to besiege him to kill him. I will personally give him a decent way to die. You can deal with other Holy Fire Cults.

Elder!"

The reason why Ye Xing dealt with the crazy Xuri Dongsheng was not because he was cruel, but because he couldn't tolerate his mercy at this time. No matter whether Xuri Dongsheng is really crazy or fake, keeping him is always a huge hidden danger. If he is merciful at this moment, it will only make him

Your future self is put into a disadvantageous situation.

Therefore, Ye Xing acted decisively, stepped on the demon sky eight steps, turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the rising sun Dongsheng on the red gold flame seat.

"Bold, who are you, how dare you take action against our leader!"

The leader of the Holy Fire Cult, Xuri Dongsheng, with disheveled hair, shouted loudly and waved his flaming palm towards the oncoming Ye Xing.

"boom!"

The fists and palms clashed, and terrifying energy burst out from between the fists and palms. The two colors of gold and red complemented each other. One side was as powerful as a mountain, and the other side was blazing with flames. After one move, Ye Xing's figure remained motionless, and the Holy Fire Cult Master Xuri Dongsheng's mouth spat out.

The blood was blown away by Ye Xing on the spot like a broken sack, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

The two super strong men started a fierce fight directly in the main hall.

"Boom!" "Ping ping ping pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The terrifying energy surged, sweeping in all directions like a violent storm. The entire majestic Holy Fire Main Temple collapsed under the impact of the huge energy. The pillars and tiles were twisted into sawdust and gravel on the spot, and the dust billowed and flew all over the sky.

As a semi-saint-level combatant, Ye Xing's strength is much stronger than that of Xuri Dongsheng after all. In addition, Xuri Dongsheng is now crazy and cannot perform many exquisite moves, making him no longer a match for Ye Xing.

After only three or five moves, Xuri Dongsheng was seriously injured, and he was vomiting blood. On the thirteenth move, Ye Xing punched Xuri Dongsheng directly in the chest, and the iron fist penetrated his chest.

chest, crushing his heart.

Just as Abbot Kongyun was killed by them in the Samsara Valley, the cause and effect cycle, now there is a blood hole in Xuri Dongsheng's chest. He was killed by Ye Xing on the spot, and his life breath quickly declined.

"Leader... of the Alliance, I am the leader of the Wu... Wulin Alliance..."

The eyes of the leader of the Holy Fire Cult, Xuri Dongsheng, gradually turned a deathly gray color, and his body fell to the ground with a thud. The great hero who stirred up the world of martial arts was now dead.



At this moment, the fighting outside the square of the main hall of the Holy Fire Cult has also come to an end. There is no doubt about this. An army of more than 300,000 warriors dealt with a Holy Fire Cult, which was completely overwhelming and overwhelming. It took no effort to destroy the disciples of the Holy Fire Cult.

The believers were killed on the spot and abandoned their armor. Some died and some surrendered. The whole sect was in misery.

There are even situations where there are too many monks and too few monks. There are often twenty or thirty warriors dealing with one Holy Fire cultist, or even more than a hundred warriors dealing with one Holy Fire cultist. What is even more interesting is that some warriors cannot find the Holy Fire cultivator to kill, and they are bored.

He was wandering around the square with a big knife in his hand.

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