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Ye Bai was calm and calm, Lang Feizhou was extremely brave, as soon as the two of them spoke, they shocked the audience, even if the cultivators were greedy, they had to take their eyes off the beautiful Zhou Jinxiu and look at Ye Lang and the others.

The cultivation of the madman Chifeng can be regarded as the most top-notch figure among the cultivators of the One Sword Gorge, after all, only the monks under the golden pill can enter the Hell Valley.

Chi Feng as the elder brother of the younger generation of Donghaimen, not to mention the deep cultivation, and he has several powerful magic weapons given by the elders to defend himself, and in the past ten days since entering the Yidao Gorge, there are more than a dozen monks who have their own magic weapons, and there are many people, and they want to fight his idea, but they are all torn in half by him and sink to the bottom of the river.

Half an hour ago, Chi Feng received a distress letter from the same door, and hurriedly walked out of a knife gorge, which was seen by many monks, but who would have thought that before half an hour arrived, Chi Feng disappeared without a trace, but his magic weapon Ice Spirit Spear appeared in the hand of another monk.

The cultivators had to re-weigh the strength of the three of them.

"It's indeed the Ice Spirit Spear, I remember its breath, Lao Tzu's arm was broken by it, Chifeng, this bastard, died well!"

Finally, a bleak young man with a broken right arm spoke, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Senior brother said cautiously, it's just a magic weapon, who knows how they got it, maybe Chifeng lent it to them. An old man beside the young man with a broken arm had a cautious face and looked secretive.

Although the voices of the two were not loud, everyone heard them clearly, and they were a little suspicious.

Ye Bai smiled slightly, mobilized his mana, and a dazzling silver light lit up on the ice spirit spear. The Ice Spirit Spear flew up in the air, and in the gloomy canyon, it drew a lightning-like light, and slammed into the high mountain wall by the river.

There was a loud bang, and the rocks were splashed!

The monks below dodged one after another, all of them looking angry, but they dared not speak angrily.

Ye Bai's hand was extremely measured, and he picked a place where there were more monks in the middle stage of foundation building, so he didn't have to worry about them daring to provoke trouble first.

"This guy not only got the Ice Spirit Spear, but also laid his own divine sense brand, it seems that Chi Feng is really fierce and lucky!"

Someone whispered again, this time with a bit of trepidation and trembling. Ye Bai and the three of them laughed secretly in their hearts when they heard it, just because you want to be suspicious like this!

The faces of the cultivators are even more gloomy, like the water of a dead pool, there were not many brands originally, but now there are three strong enemies, if they don't get it right, they will even lose their lives.

Ye Bai's face was expressionless, he withdrew the ice spirit spear, and drove the boat to Liuzhou slowly past the water, his heart was far less calm than the surface, on both sides of the river, on the dark and smooth bluestone, there were still several figures, silent, without the slightest movement, three of them even had the cultivation of building the foundation of the Great Perfection, and the breath was like a dormant beast, unfathomable and ferocious.

"Brother Ye, Fairy Zhou, there are too many monks here, far beyond my imagination, it is estimated that there will be one after another coming later, we should not stay for a long time, let's find a chance to get a sign after a knife gorge, otherwise I am worried that we will die here." "Lang Feizhou's divine sense transmitted to Ye Erren.

There may be one or two signs in the group of monks nearby, but no one can say for sure about this kind of thing, it is never a good idea to stay here and spend it empty, if Chi Feng recovers from his injuries and follows up, the three of them will immediately show their stuff, and they will definitely face the siege of the group of cultivators immediately. After all, robbing Chi Feng's magic weapon and killing Chi Feng are completely two levels of strength.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai also quietly nodded in agreement.

"What about killing Chi Feng? The four of us brothers joined forces and did the same!"

On the rock on the left, four figures stood up suddenly, and one of the white-clothed cold men said sharply, all four of them are in the late stage of foundation building, and such strength can indeed get a piece of the pie here.

Zhou Jinxiu lowered his voice and said: "These four people are the ferocious cultivators who are rampant in the Guyuan Mountain Range, the one in white clothes is the boss Zhang Zhen, and the other three are Wang Hai, Zhao Feng, Xu Zijian, my senior brother Murong Yuanshan once fought with them when he was in the late stage of foundation building, but he only had a slight advantage, and now more than thirty years have passed, they will not make no progress, two Taoist friends, don't be careless." ”

Ye Bai and the others nodded when they heard this.

Everyone in the Yidao Gorge came to their senses, looking at the seven people with a sneering expression, and the monks who were originally fighting in the air also stopped completely and landed on both sides of the river, watching the show. For them, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, the important thing is to reduce the opponent and observe the opponent's strength at the same time.

Lang Feizhou's thick eyebrows fluttered, and he said on his shoulder: "If the four of you have a brand, you will come down and die, and if you don't have a brand, get out of here as soon as possible!"

This son looked lazy, and anyone who saw it would hate itchy, Zhou Jinxiu even slapped his head helplessly, and for the first time in his heart, he felt that with Ye Lang and the others, sooner or later he would break into a catastrophe.

"Presumptuous, Your Excellency is too arrogant, the four of us brothers tore and killed in Yidao Gorge for more than ten days, it's not a waste of fame!"

Zhang Zhen scolded angrily, jumped up, landed from the air, flicked his big sleeves, and a black mist came out of his palm, quickly diffused into a radius of seven or eight zhang, and shrouded the boat.

At the same time, the arms of the other three people were lightly raised, and all kinds of spells came out in succession, and the green whip and fire shadow were released in a swarm, and a huge mountain phantom smashed over, which was fierce and huge.

The skin of the wave flying boat tightened, the broadsword swept, and on the calm water, there was a violent sound, splashing a column of water that rushed into the air.

Zhang Zhen saw the water column rushing towards him, hehe sneered a few times, without the slightest panic, like a cloud driving the fog, his body suddenly moved out seven or eight zhang away, and the water column hit the black fog in the air, rolling the black fog into the air, but the strange thing is that when the water column fell again, it quickly turned into inky black, and it also carried a strong stench.

Zhou Jinxiu's flames fanned out, fanning out an invisible hot wind, which swept towards Wang Hai and the others. The storm soon led to a hurricane in the Ichitoshi Gorge, reversing the trio's attack, and the trio immediately flew somewhere else, and their attack was completely on the mountain wall, sending out a cloud of rubble.

Ye Bai's eyes were cold, and he went to stay in the boat and miraculously slid backwards for more than ten zhang, avoiding the black water that fell from the sky. The black water fell on the river, and the corpses floating on the surface of the water immediately decomposed and disintegrated, and soon sank into the river as a pile of white bones.

The cooperation of the three of them was just right, which also made Zhang Zhen's faces a little more dignified.

Zhang Zhen saw that Zhou Jinxiu's fan was powerful, and he no longer kept his hand, took out a gray long sword, threw it in the void, and the long sword suddenly became much larger, and two rows of barb-like sharp blades were born on the blades on both sides, and there was only a layer of extremely light gray light on the sword body, but it made all the monks who saw it feel a chill on their backs from the bottom of their hearts.

"Go!"

Zhang Zhen pinched a trick, and the gray sword swam through the sky without the slightest sound of wind, slashing at the top of the three people's heads. This gray sword may seem inconspicuous, but its speed is extremely fast.

Lang Feizhou didn't dare to hold it up any longer, opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of blue water vapor, and the broadsword in his hand instantly became crystal clear, not like substance.

As soon as the broadsword flew out, only to hear a deafening loud sound of the "bell", the two swords collided, and the gray light and the crystal light rose sharply at the same time, and for a time there was a fight, and the sound was non-stop. The two of them had no time to care about anything else for the time being, standing in place, constantly blessing their mana.

The other three sacrificed a sword, a foot, and a cane to hit Ye Bai and the others. The wind screamed, and the three of them also gave up the spell attack and used the magic weapon instead.

Ye Bai didn't look at the attack of the three of them, and completely handed it over to Zhou Jinxiu to resist, and he used the Wind Shadow Technique to the limit, his body trembled slightly, and he appeared behind Zhang Zhen, and pointed a sword at his back.

Zhang Zhen has never seen such a swift body, his frightened face is like earth, he pinched a trick, his upper body clothes were torn apart, and he saw that there was a ghost-like pattern tattooed on his back, and the black light flashed, and the ghost actually came out of his body and pounced on Ye Bai as if he had come to life. And he himself had swept out five or six feet away.

Ye Bai's arm was not closed, and a thunderbolt arrow was shot out with a flick of his fingers, and the ghost "snorted" a few times, turning into a puff of green smoke. Although this thunder bolt is a basic spell, it is greatly more powerful through his thunder cultivation, not to mention that it has a restraining effect on powerful ghosts.

The ghost disappeared, the pattern behind Zhang Zhen quickly dimmed, and the person spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his vitality was greatly injured, and the gray sword in the vicious battle with Lang Feizhou was also hit by the broadsword, and flew back upside down, and the Lang Feizhou people followed the sword and chased after him.

Zhang Zhenren was in mid-air, took out an elixir, grabbed the gray sword with one hand, and first slashed a sword at Ye Bai who came over, delaying Ye Bai's coming. Then he touched his waist again, and a huge shield the height of two people flew out to protect his chest and back.

"Boom!"

With two loud bangs, the broadsword and the Guizang sword fingers were in vain, but Zhang Zhen's face turned pale when he was shocked. The quality of the two giant shields seemed to be average, and they collapsed one piece.

Zhang Zhen took the time to glance at the other three brothers who went to stay on the boat, and the killing seemed to be fierce, but they did not take advantage of the slightest, and felt remorse in their hearts, knowing that they had kicked the hard iron plate, and said loudly: "Three Taoist friends, let's stay, the four of us admit defeat!"

Ye Bai and Lang Feizhou heard his words, restrained the attack, grabbed Zhang Zhen one after the other, looked at each other, Lang Feizhou said: "Okay, please hand over the brand first!"