I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

Over there at the Tower of Babel.

As soon as Ximen Qing and others came out, they saw a group of people fleeing quickly in the distance.

The direction of departure was exactly opposite to the location of Ye Chongren and others.

"They... are that group of people, chase them!" Ximen Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and instantly guessed the origin of this group of people.

After all, this place is rarely visited by people, and we have only come to this temple and this tower.

Could this be a coincidence?

It must be people like Ye Chongren.

Yang Jian quickly fled with this group of people.

Although they were being chased by a group of people who were much stronger than them, there was no trace of fear on their faces.

"Run as fast as you can. If you can distract them for a moment, the safety of our entire group will be guaranteed. This will buy time for you to wake up!"

"Yes!" everyone responded in a low voice.

There were a thousand of them.

Their strength is all at the half-step master level.

In Honghuang City, 100,000 members of the Hongchen God-killing Army have already reached the realm of half-step domination.

And here, a thousand people gathered.

They are very fast, but your group behind them is even faster.

The distance between the two groups of people was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But when it was close to three-quarters, the speed of closing began to slow down, and even maintained the same distance.

Suddenly, a sword energy rushed towards Yang Jian.

Seeing this, a disciple of the Red Dust God-killing Army at the back immediately tried to stop it.

But a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and the sword energy dissipated instantly.

"Commander!" The man was stunned.

"Go!" Yang Jian slapped out with his palm, and the man's speed increased dramatically.

At the same time, Yang Jian also wanted to rush out and distance himself from Ximen Qing.

But before he could do so, another even more powerful sword energy shot out.

Yang Jian was forced to hold his three-pointed, double-edged sword across his body to block.

With a bang, Yang Jian felt his arm go numb instantly.

This kind of power had never been seen even when fighting against Meng Kongchan before.

He also once again realized how powerful the people in the core area were.

However, with the help of this impact force, the tower was able to increase the distance again.

"They don't seem to want to kill us outright!"

Beside Yang Jian, a member of the God-killing Army said lightly.

"Yes, at their speed they should have caught up with us long ago, but they are following us. Why is that?"

Yang Jian frowned. Was he trying to tease us?

From behind, several more sword energies came slashing towards him.

Everyone worked together to resist, but many people still vomited blood. Although they blocked it, the force was still shocking and indirectly injured many people.

"Haha... run away. From now on, I will only kill the last person!" Ximen Qing laughed.

But at this time, Yang Jian and his group, who were originally trying their best to escape, suddenly slowed down for a moment.

Everyone slowed down.

"This group of people are quite united. They are actually willing to sacrifice their own lives in exchange for the others leaving."

"Leave? Do you think they can leave?"

Ximen Xue's lips curled up: "Later, you all will attack the last person together and kill him with one blow. I want to kill them one by one. I want to see if there is anyone else behind them to support them."

"What a wise boss..." someone praised.

"Don't slow down!" Yang Jian shouted.

Then everyone's speed increased again.

But their relative positions did not change.

Yang Jian glanced sideways and saw the last person.

He looked straight ahead, without a trace of fear in his eyes. On the contrary, his eyes were extremely calm, as if he didn't know that he was about to face death.

"Kill!" Ximen Qing gave an order, and more than a dozen sword energies instantly gathered in the air and transformed into a huge flying sword, which was going to swallow the last man directly.

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly turned around, and with a whoosh, a ray of light burst out from Yang Jian's forehead.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it collided with the huge sword energy.

An extremely dazzling light exploded, illuminating the sky and earth in a vast expanse of white.

When the light faded, Yang Jian was standing next to the last person.

There were actually traces of blood seeping out from the location of the third eye on the forehead.

"Come again!"

Ximen Qing spoke calmly, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes, and continued: "We'll kill this guy this time, and we'll take our time with the rest!"

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, Yang Jian suddenly roared: "Kill!"

With a roar, everyone's figures suddenly stopped and turned around.

Yang Jian was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand and stepped forward. His domain of domination instantly unfolded, and he rushed towards Ximen Qing like a cannonball.

"Still want to resist? Suppress them all!"

Following her order, several members of the Ximen Imperial Family simultaneously launched their dominance domains.

Yang Jian's speed stagnated for a moment, and then became very slow.

"Domain... open!" Yang Jian gave an order, and the thousand half-step masters behind him simultaneously unleashed the power of their domain.

Although the power of their domain is far from comparable to that of the Ximen Imperial Clan, their advantage lies in numbers.

When one thousand sovereign domains are combined together, their power must be greater than that of these few people.

Yang Jian's body regained its movement in an instant, and at an even faster speed.

"Die!" Yang Jian shouted angrily.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword slowly enlarged in Ximen Qing's eyes.

But at the last moment, he clamped it between his two fingers.

Yang Jian's pupils trembled slightly, and the thousand people behind him were stunned at the same time.

Yang Jian attacked with all his might, but it was... blocked, and it was caught by just two fingers!

"Haha... You're just a peak-level Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, and you still want to deal with our leader. Let me tell you, if I didn't want to play a trick on you, you can't even get close to us!"

“Yeah…it’s really funny!

Behind Ximen Qing, bursts of laughter came.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and his whole body was trembling.

He used up almost all his strength and managed to push the three-pointed, double-edged sword in Ximen Qing's hand forward a few more inches.

Ximen Qing frowned slightly and exerted more force with his fingers. Finally, the three-pointed, double-edged sword stopped at a palm's distance in front of him.

No matter how hard Yang Jian exerted his strength, he could not make any progress.

However... this also made Ximen Qing feel ashamed.

A mere ant at the peak of Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian was actually able to resist even when he attacked!

With a flick of his fingertips, the three-pointed, double-edged sword quickly flipped over, and Yang Jian's body also tumbled along with it.

"Kill!" The thousand people behind Yang Jian instantly became jealous.

Unable to bear seeing his legion commander being teased like this, he rushed out.

However, Ximen Qing just raised his palm slightly and pressed it down suddenly, and a thousand people fell to the ground without any ability to fight back.