Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

A terrifying force was brewing in the fireball above Liehua's head, and the violent flames continued to rise.

In just a short moment, a scorching breath swept across the entire mountain range.

"Is this guy crazy?!"

Seeing Liehua making such a big fuss, Wang Su couldn't help but flash a look of horror in his eyes.

If this kind of attack were to land, the entire mountain range would probably be razed to the ground.

The gate of Wushuang Sect does not have any special attributes and is usually protected by the barrier of the mountain defense formation.

Now that the mountain guarding formation has not been activated, the mountain gate will naturally not be protected at all.

If Liehua's attack lands, the mountain gate will be destroyed along with the peaks.

There are only two possibilities at that time, either they are trapped together in the small world of Wushuangmen.

Or the moment the mountain gate is destroyed, it will trigger space turbulence and directly strangle everyone here.

No matter which one it is, the final outcome will not be of any benefit to the evil practitioners.

But even so, looking at Liehua's angry expression, it was clear that he was determined to smash the fireball down.

Not only was there some commotion on the Wushuang Sect's side, the group of evil cultivators behind Liehua were also looking at him in horror.

How could they not see the current situation? Liehua was really determined to fight Zhang Yifeng to the end.

Even if it means risking his own life, he will drag Zhang Yifeng into the water.

However, the mixed coalition of evil cultivators may not be on the same page with him at this time.

"Brother Liehua, what are you going to do?"

"Xiezi is still here. If you do this, wouldn't it be..."

The other evil cultivators did not dare to speak, but in the Xiewei Sect camp, a disciple who usually got along well with Liehua gritted his teeth and spoke to persuade them.

But before he could finish his words, a beam of fire burst out from the fireball above Liehua's head and burned him to ashes.

In an instant, the chaotic voices among the evil cultivators quieted down, and everyone looked at Liehua's back with horror.

At this time, Liehua was also very angry and would not listen to anyone's advice.

As a leader among the younger generation of the evil sect, he naturally has his own pride.

Being ridiculed by two unknown guys, Liehua must use their blood to wash away his shame.

For a moment, all the evil cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment, and some of them even had a hint of cruelty flashing in their eyes.

Since Liehua won't give them a way to live, there's no need for them to be nice to him anymore.

As soon as the thought came to mind, someone immediately prepared to launch a sneak attack on Li Erhua.

Among them there are even people from the Xiewei Sect.

After all, they are still a group of evil practitioners, and it is impossible to ask them to sit and wait for death.

"Let's all die!"

Liehua laughed wildly towards the sky and looked at the group of Wushuang disciples in front of him with a crazy look.

The next moment, a huge fireball fell from above his head and went straight towards the people from Wushuang Sect.

In an instant, all the Wushuang Sect disciples became confused, looking at the fireball that was about to fall above their heads, not knowing what to do.

At the critical moment, it was Tian Chenzi who stood up.

As the elder guarding the mountain, Tian Chenzi usually doesn't care about the affairs of the sect.

But after following Tian Shanzi for many years, Tian Chenzi still learned some key points from him.

"Don't panic, disciples! Line up and fight!"

"I, the mountain elder Tian Chenzi, am with you, don't panic!"

Tian Chenzi's powerful shout resounded throughout the venue, and the panicked Wushuang Sect disciples gradually calmed down after hearing the shout.

Looking at the fireball falling from above their heads, the disciples looked stern, with the determination to die rising in their hearts.

In an instant, everyone clenched their swords, and the magic power emanating from their bodies condensed together to form a barrier.

Tian Chenzi, holding a jade sword in his hand, stood at the center of the formation with a solemn expression, looking up at the falling fireball.

"Brother, this is the last thing I can do for you!"

"I hope this can wash away my shame!"

Tian Chenzi thought secretly in his heart that he had the same determination to die as all the other disciples.

He had never let go of the fact that his eldest disciple was a spy. Now that he had no way to clear the door himself, he could only risk his life to block the attack.

At least, before he died, he could face it together with his disciples!

The situation was completely opposite to that of the Wushuang Sect. Dozens of evil cultivators had already rushed out and rushed towards Liehua.

Their faces were filled with cruelty, and with light shining in their palms, they launched an attack towards Liehua.

"You are just a bunch of clowns. Do you really think we need you?"

Facing the stab in the back from the evil coalition behind him, Liehua spoke without turning his head, his tone full of coldness.

Immediately, Liehua used the little remaining magic power in his body to split into dozens of fireballs.

In the blink of an eye, fireballs rushed towards the group of guys who overestimated their own abilities and tried to stab him in the back.

As an evil cultivator, Liehua was very clear about the character of these guys. It was impossible for him not to be on guard.

He did not pour all of his magic power into the fireball, but left some to guard against these people.

"hateful!"

Wang Su was also in the sword formation at this time. He looked at the red sword in his hand, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

After gritting his teeth for a moment, Wangsu made a decision in his heart and was about to rush out of the sword formation with his sword to kill Liehua.

As long as the caster dies, the power of the fireball will be greatly reduced.

Perhaps the sword formation formed by Uncle Master Tianchenzi and his fellow disciples can block the impact of the fireball.

This is the only way Wang Su could think of to deal with the desperate situation.

It is absolutely worth it to exchange his life for the lives of hundreds of people in Wushuang Sect!

"It's a pity that I can't see you grow up with my own eyes."

Wang Su lowered his head, looked at the red sword in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a long sigh, the determination in Wang Su's eyes became even more determined.

Taking a step forward, Wang Su rushed towards the outside of the sword formation.

"Wang Su, what are you going to do?!"

Tian Chenzi, who was at the center of the sword formation, quickly noticed Wang Su's unusual movements in the formation.

Looking at the direction Wangsu was rushing in, Tianchenzi's pupils shrank, as if he had thought of something.

"Wang Su, get back here! Why are you being so stupid!"

"Do you think we will be happy if you do this?"

Tian Chenzi stared at Wang Su's back with eyes wide open and shouted loudly.

However, for Wang Su who has made up his mind to leave, as long as he thinks it is worth it!

Ignoring the shouts behind him, Wang Su tightly grasped the red sword and accelerated to the edge of the sword formation.

Just as he was about to break out of the sword formation, a gentle male voice sounded in his ears.

At the same time, a huge force pressed down his shoulders, preventing Wang Su from rushing out.

"My friend, why do you have to die alone?"

"Leave this matter to me."

Wang Su was stunned when he heard the voice and looked back.