At this time, all the places in this place are demon cultivators, and Ding Mengqiu is not afraid of revealing his true strength. His sleeves moved, and the black mist above his head swelled, blowing his hair to the brink like a sword.

"If you don't have the surname Ding, you won't have the surname Ding, why are you yelling so loudly. Yang Xiaole smiled, "It's a good choice for you to have the surname Yang with me." ”

"Noise"

Ding Mengqiu's eyes were blood-red at this time, his body was full of black gas, his face was extremely hideous, and as soon as his voice fell, he appeared in front of Yang Xiaole in the blink of an eye.

With a wave of Ding Mengqiu's big sleeves, a long sword with a cold aura and a gloomy black aura had already stabbed towards Yang Xiaole's throat.

It's so fast, it's staggering.

Ding Mengqiu's strength was not far from the old man of sword cultivation that Yang Xiaole had met in the Magic Mountain before, and he had Mimi's help at that time.

However, Yang Xiaole at this time is also very different from the past, so naturally he will not be defeated so easily.

Yang Xiaole first retreated to avoid Ding Mengqiu's fluttering sword, but just when Ding Mengqiu was about to stab another sword at close range, Yang Xiaole did not retreat but advanced, and went directly to the sword.

"Looking for death," Ding Mengqiu snorted coldly.

When Yang Xiaole was about to pierce the long sword into his body, he turned sideways again and attacked Ding Mengqiu's inner arms, and then raised his elbow and smashed it heavily on Ding Mengqiu's chest.

"Bang"

With a loud bang, Ding Mengqiu was knocked out like a broken kite and smashed against the wall, and bursts of black smoke were ejected from his body.

"Foul smell"

Yang Xiaole frowned, those black mist had an extremely foul smell, which turned out to be somewhat similar to the impurities that Yang Xiaole eliminated from his body after every breakthrough in cultivation.

Ding Mengqiu didn't seem to be injured, shook his body, stood firm again, and stared at Yang Xiaole with blood-red eyes.

At this time, the elders led by the head of the sect, Chen Donglai, also changed their appearances, and bursts of black mist began to emanate from their bodies, and everyone's eyes began to become blood-red.

"Good fellow, this is a collective madness. Yang Xiaole sighed, "Do you believe in this famous family?"

"On the path of cultivation, the strong are respected, and as a dead person, you no longer have it

Qualifications spoke. Chen Donglai's voice became extremely hoarse, as if there was a worm in his throat.

To be honest, this scene is a bit frightening.

Yang Xiaole swallowed his saliva, and he didn't dare to take it lightly at this time. Knowing this, I should have brought Huo'er with me at that time, so I had a help.

Yang Xiaole infiltrated his hand into the storage bag, took out a large handful of pills that could stabilize true qi and swallowed it, and then took out a jade flute.

It was the jade flute that the Jindan nun monk gave to Yang Xiaole when her soul was scattered.

If this jade flute can be used to perform the exercises on the jade slip of the Jindan female monk, it will definitely be stronger, but even if it is used to use the jade flute to resist the wind, it can also increase the combat effectiveness.

"Yes, it's still a good artifact. Chen Donglai smiled and said, "Yang Xiaole, you are going to die, and you don't forget to give some gifts." By virtue of your actions, I can leave you with a whole corpse. ”

The voice fell.

The attack has arrived.

Ding Mengqiu didn't get close, but turned the long sword in his sleeve into dozens of short swords, lined up in the air, shot out in different directions, drew black arcs, and then turned around and stabbed at Yang Xiaole.

Chen Donglai shook his shoulders, and the black mist on his fists surged, directly impacting Yang Xiaole. In addition, the other elders also performed different moves, the stench of demonic qi mixed with the impure true qi, still powerful, blocking Yang Xiaole so well that there was no dead end at all.

These guys all have different moves, but they can't get rid of the black mist.

Sure enough, the demon cultivator.

Yang Xiaole knew that he couldn't dodge, so he had to defend, he really crossed to the jade flute, and the jade flute became more and more white and crystal clear, and then the wind was instantly cast.

The wind silk began to spiral from Yang Xiaole's feet, and then climbed up rapidly, like a spring silkworm cocoon, and the constantly rotating wind silk completely wrapped Yang Xiaole in it.

The demonic qi that attacked was ejected, and Ding Mengqiu's flying sword pierced into the thousands of wind wires, and it also made a sharp whistling sound, and then it was ejected to change direction, but it still turned around and plunged back.

At most, these attacks consume the spiritual power of Fengsi and Yang Xiaole. For Yang Xiaole, he is still unscathed.

However, Chen Donglai's attack was not.

He smashed it with a punch, and the wind silk directly broke a large layer, although the fist power did not break through the wind silk, but the majestic power hit Yang Xiaole's chest through the wind silk.

"Bang"

Yang Xiaole didn't expect that this Chen Donglai was much stronger than Chen Jing, thinking that it was because he killed Chen Jing, he was worried that the fact that he was a demon cultivator would be exposed, but he was even more unscrupulous in extracting cultivation, so his strength had increased by leaps and bounds in the past half a month.

Yang Xiaole didn't have time to think about it, because as he was knocked out, the true qi in his body that was originally swimming according to the established rules was also disturbed by that punch, so those wind threads that formed a cover were not so stable, and they were finally cut off by Ding Mengqiu's flying sword.

The wind silk broke in an instant, shattering into spiritual power.

Yang Xiaole gasped, and when he was about to fall to the ground, his hand was on the ground, and then he used his strength to retreat to the rear, and at the same time, he held the jade flute in his hand as if he was holding a sword, and swung out a wheal in front of him.

It was already the strength of the eighth layer of qi refining, and the wheal was naturally even more huge and exaggerated than before, as hard as a boulder.

Although Ding Mengqiu used a flying sword to cut off a wheal, he was smashed by the wheal that came next. Only Chen Donglai easily avoided all of Yang Xiaole's wheals.

Yang Xiaole's original intention was not to beat everyone here.

In other words, although he knew that these guys were demon cultivators, he had no obligation to risk his life to eliminate harm for the people.

This is a matter for the Four Great Sects and the City Lord's Mansion.

He's just proving his innocence.

So Yang Xiaole took advantage of this attack, turned around and turned to the courtyard wall again.

The jade flute in his hand was like a sword, and it smashed towards the formation with a rapidly rotating wind thread.

This enchantment formation is certainly hard, but it's not very difficult to smash a hole

Only this time, the accident happened again.

Yang Xiaole's jade flute had just touched the enchantment formation normal, but it didn't encounter any resistance.

The mountain protection array of the Dust Sect actually disappeared out of thin air, so Yang Xiaole hit the air with one move, but he couldn't catch it, and was directly smashed out of the courtyard wall by his own strength, and smashed a big pit on the ground.