Just now, when the Demon Sword turned against the Spirit Wushuang and recognized the Lord, the powerful soul of the Demon World felt the evil death qi in the knife, and the demon magic he cultivated also relied on the death qi to activate, so he still had the confidence to recognize the magic knife of the Lord. After all, he is a demon, although he has experienced the baptism of intermarriage with the human race, and the demonic nature has gone a lot, but there is still the evil spirit of the demon race in his blood.

"Whew!"

The Demon World took a deep breath, adjusted his internal breath, bit his finger, and shot out a drop of essence blood that tentatively dripped towards the Demon Knife.

After dripping blood and asking for directions, then, a large amount of death qi that only demons only had in the demon world's body erupted, and it melted into the magic knife.

"The power of death, he actually has this evil energy!"

Seeing the two death powers condensed by the Demon World, Ling Wushuang's heart jumped wildly, and he had a feeling that this Demon Sword full of ruthless power had a high chance of being obtained by the Demon World. This indicates that he is working hard to live and die, and the biggest opportunity he encounters in the fairy secret realm is probably going to pass by him.

Fused with the power of death shot into the demon world, the restless magic knife slowly quieted down, and the original irregular tremor gradually returned to normal, no longer resisting, no longer regurgitating, and letting the essence blood that slipped down the blade melt into the magic knife.

Seeing that the magic knife did not resist his essence blood, Mo Wuyu was overjoyed in his heart, and continued to force out a large amount of essence blood and melt into the magic knife.

Soon, the Demon Knife absorbed the essence blood of the Demon World and established a connection with him.

Confessing the master magic knife, the information of this magic knife immediately appeared in the mind of the demon world.

Although with the strength of his small Nirvana realm, he could not exert the strongest power of the magic sword, but with this artifact, the demon world was fully capable of killing people of the same level who did not have an artifact.

"Close!"

With a move of the Demon World's mind, he collected the magic knife into his body, controlling the fire of life to slowly refine.

"He really got the magic knife. ”

Seeing the scene of the Demon World taking the Demon Sword into his body, Ling Wushuang's eyes erupted with thick flames, and he went crazy with jealousy, and his heart was bleeding.

He never dreamed that he would spend the most martial arts skills, but in the end he would make a wedding dress for others. What a reluctance!

"Miss Wushuang, I am already satisfied with getting this magic knife, if I get another great opportunity, I will never rob you. I'm sure you'll get that opportunity."

Looking at Ling Wushuang, whose face was gloomy as watery and his eyes flashed with a fierce light, the demon world who was in a good mood said with interest.

"Okay! ”

Hearing what the Demon World said, Ling Wushuang's face softened a little, and he quickly took an elixir and sat cross-legged on the ground to breathe and recover. Things are already like this, there is no way back, so they can only retreat, but this sharpening knife was not obtained by Ye Fengyun, which made the depressed Ling Wushuang feel a little better.

In about half a day or so, except for a few people who were seriously injured, Ling Wushuang, Demon Tianxia and others had recovered seventy or eighty percent of their injuries and consumed spiritual power.

However, they did not immediately leave the dangerous tombs, hiding in the Baili tombs with a large number of evil ghosts, and under the leadership of the Demon World holding the Heavenly Demon Sword, they continued to search in the tombs and strengthen their strength. In the end, they really couldn't find anything, so they had to work hard to fight their way and escape from the Baili cemetery.

After Ling Wushuang and them came out of the cemetery, they were also afraid, the eleven people who originally entered the cemetery, four died, and only seven came out alive, which made Ling Wushuang regret a little, he knew that he would go in with the night wind cloud, and maybe he wouldn't be dead. Anyway, the magic knife is not its own.

..................... ~~, another battlefield.

The battle on the side of Night Wind Cloud has also entered a more intense situation. Ye Fengyun found that as long as his sword was fast enough, what skills, spiritual skills or something, he could not use it, the same murderous and invisible, as long as his spiritual power was enough, how fast the sword could be, so his sword was faster and faster, so fast that the buzzing sound from the sword body could not catch up with the sword shadow of the fairy holy sword, and in front of Ye Fengyun's deliberately accelerated swordsmanship, the two high priests of the Resentful Spirit Clan suddenly felt a lot of pressure, they never thought that the two High Priests of the Resentful Spirit Clan would be forced to such an embarrassing point by a person whose cultivation strength was only inferior to their own。

"Whoosh!"

The silver-white light formed by the fairy holy sword and a red death scythe slashed past him, and then in the frightened eyes of the other party, lightning pierced the throat of a middle-aged man, directly piercing it. The time from the launch to the end of the Immortal Spirit Sword was only a blink of an eye, like the speed of light.

In just a few moments, another High Priest of the Wraith Clan died under the Immortal Holy Sword of Night Storm.

And the last remaining High Priest of the Wraith Clan was shocked, the two of them joined forces, barely on par with Night Fengyun, and had already fallen into the disadvantage, and now a companion has died, and with the strength shown by Night Fengyun, he alone is definitely not Ye Fengyun's opponent, if he really fights against him alone, I'm afraid he will die faster.

Thinking of this, the face of the high priest of the Resentful Spirit Clan suddenly became extremely ugly, but he was not stupid, he didn't give Ye Fengyun time to attack him, and immediately shouted: "Everyone, this kid not only has the cultivation of the Heavenly Extreme Pill on his body, but also at least one Divine Yuan, that is what you dream of, any of us alone, we can no longer kill him, but will be killed, if you want to get the Divine Yuan and those pills, everyone should not join forces and capture him together." ”

Although the words of the High Priest of the Wraith Clan were saving himself, what he said was not unreasonable, after all, Ye Fengyun fought three High Priests of the Wraith Clan with his own strength, and finally killed two High Priests in a very short period of time, and everyone present witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

"On, let's shoot together, we must get the gods. ”

"This kid's combat power is too strong, two or three high priests don't have much chance of winning against him, and now that we are outnumbered, we should kill him first, because they are a stronger threat to us than the Wraiths. ”

......

The words of the High Priest of the Wraithing Spirit Clan were quickly approved by many people present, and then, immediately seven or eight people with small nirvana condensed their martial spirits and rushed towards the night wind and clouds.

Ye Fengyun's face changed slightly, although he didn't feel so difficult in the face of the three High Priests of the Wraith Spirit Clan, but almost every side of the dozen or so forces present had two or three or more martial arts masters, if they all joined forces to crusade against him, then he couldn't stop it.

Now there is no time for Ye Fengyun to think too much, at this time, the seven or eight human warriors have already approached Ye Fengyun's body, and with a loud shout, the martial spirit containing strong spiritual power slashes towards Ye Fengyun at the same time. Although these people have not cooperated for many years, they obviously also have some combat experience, and the directions from which several blades are cut are different, blocking all the space that can be dodged by Night Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun's face became a little solemn, and at the same time, facing the eight martial artists, he also felt a huge pressure, and with the rapid swing of his right arm, the sword shadow transformed by the Immortal Spirit Holy Sword instantly filled the surrounding space.

"Dingding.....dingding"

With the sound of dense weapons colliding, in that short moment, it collided with several blades more than ten times, and the slashed blades were blocked by the fairy holy sword one after another, causing the attack to shift its position.

The night wind and clouds shook slightly, and in an instant, he came to a person, and the fairy holy sword stabbed out like lightning, pointing directly at the throat of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had just slashed out with a sword, and before he could withdraw his blade, coupled with the fact that the old power in his body had just gone, and the new force was living, in the face of this lightning-fast sword, the middle-aged man had no time to dodge at all.

"Poof!"

The Immortal Holy Sword directly pierced the middle-aged man's throat.

Feeling the sharp pain in front of his throat and the feeling of not being able to breathe, the middle-aged man's heart was so unbelievable, and a strong feeling of dizziness also spread throughout his head.

"Is it dead? Is it dead? Is my life ending like this? I will die at the hands of a teenager..."At the last moment of this life, the middle-aged man still felt that he could not believe that his great Nirvana cultivation would be killed by a teenager in an instant.

As the fairy spirit sword was pulled out of the middle-aged man's throat, the middle-aged man's body finally fell to the ground, and when his life was over, his eyes were still wide open, and he didn't blink a look.

"Husband!"

A man standing on the roof, wearing a purple dress, looked at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground with a sad face, his face suddenly changed, and with an exclamation, the whole person jumped off the roof, and came to the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

"Husband, husband....."

The woman in the purple dress squatted beside the middle-aged man, and her calling tone was full of anxiety, but at this moment, the middle-aged man had completely lost his breath, and no matter how he shouted, he couldn't get the slightest response.

Not far away, at this moment, two middle-aged men and six old men in black robes were standing tall on a building, watching the fight in the distance.

"Valley Master, don't we have to stop it, after all, Death Valley is our territory. An old man said in a light tone.

Hearing this, a middle-aged man in a white shirt shook his head gently, and there was some helplessness on his face, and said, "It's hard to stop, although this is Death Valley, which belongs to my territory, but there is not only the top strength of the surrounding human martial artists, but also the terrifying existence of the resentful spirit clan." We can't afford to offend either side. If we act rashly, I am afraid that we will be burned. ”

"But this young man, his strength is also good, although he can't see any cultivation, but at a young age, he can actually kill a little Nirvana master, which is rare in the world. The middle-aged man standing beside the valley lord said with a sigh on his face.

The valley lord nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, this kid doesn't know where he came from, his strength is so strong, especially his sword, the speed is so fast that he can't even catch up with his pants, even immortal-level cultivators have to be careful of the embankment." ”

"Valley Lord, his sword is not simple, it is not just an artifact, but a void sword that can break through the rules of the universe. A black-clothed swordsman said to the valley lord.

"Oh, do you know where that sword came from?" asked the valley lord curiously.

"Gu Master, other swords, the faster the speed, the more energy they need to consume, and as the speed increases, the weight of the sword body will feel heavier and heavier. And the sword in the young man's hand, the faster the speed, the lighter the weight, when it is close to the speed of light, it will turn into a sword, and its own weight will be reduced to zero, which is the terrible thing about that sword. ”

"Oh, is there such a miraculous thing? But there are dozens of Great Nirvana cultivators and hundreds of Resentful Spirit Clan cultivators are advanced and profound, although this young man's combat power is not weak, but I am afraid it will be difficult to escape today. ”

"If he also has the strength of the Great Nirvana cultivation, it is estimated that he can escape surrounded by so many people. It was an old man who spoke, and his tone was low.

"How do you know that he doesn't? This young man's cultivation is deliberately concealed, and his strength should be far beyond our imagination. An old man in black said.

......

Not far away, two men in gray robes stood straight on the roof of a building, staring at the fight in the distance, a middle-aged man and an old man.

"Young master, do you think we should help him, speaking of which, he can be regarded as helping us to take revenge. The gray-robed old man looked at the fight in the distance and said softly.

The middle-aged man standing beside him shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't think so, this young man is not simple, he is young, his strength is extraordinary, and his combat power is even stronger, even ordinary high priests of the Resentful Spirit Clan are no match for him, such potential is rare in the whole world." ”

"Moreover, his body is quite good, if he wants to escape, he also has some chance of success, and this can also be said to be a test for him, after all, if he is just cultivating fast, then the final achievement will not be very high, only those who have experienced the test of blood and fire, and have come from the edge of countless lives and deaths, can be called genius, otherwise, it will only insult the word genius. ”

The old man nodded approvingly, and said, "The young master is sunny and vicious, and the old man sighs to himself." ”

"Then don't you want the food that the Wraiths have plundered us?" the old man asked.

"This is not the place to start, let's go back first and wait for the opportunity. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two jumped off the roof, and disappeared in a few flashes.

On the other side, Night Fengyun had already fought with several human warriors and Wraithing Clan soldiers again, and at the same time, facing the siege of seven or eight small Nirvana cultivators, Night Fengyun could no longer fight with the three Wraith Clans so easily, and after only holding on for a moment, a few wounds were added to his body again. And on the opposite side, these warriors besieging Ye Fengyun, there are also a few people at the throat, there is a faint blood mark, if it weren't for the timely dodge at the critical moment, plus someone next to the rescue, I'm afraid they would have become a lifeless corpse.

Ye Fengyun's eyes flickered, and he quickly glanced around, knowing in his heart that the immortal spirit sword technique he had cast had been regarded as a high-level spiritual skill by the other party, and the reason why the spiritual skill was precious was because no matter which sect or sect you are, you can cultivate, and once you succeed in cultivating, it will be like a mark for your whole life.

Therefore, in order to get the spiritual skills, how could these people easily let him go, although Ye Fengyun killed a few, but there were more than a dozen forces present, and there were dozens of martial arts masters among them, if they joined forces, with their current strength, they would definitely not be able to deal with it.

If you want to defeat so many martial arts masters, Ye Fengyun didn't think about it, and she didn't dare to think about it. They can only divide and fight. Thinking of this, Ye Fengyun did not hesitate, after blocking the attacks of several people, his feet glared at the ground, and his whole body immediately rushed to the sky, fleeing quickly into the distance.

"He's running away......."

"Chase, don't let him escape......"

"The spiritual skills and gods are on him, and he must not be allowed to escape....."

"Chase ....."

As soon as Ye Fengyun fled, there was a shout all around, a high-level body and spiritual technique would even be coveted by immortal cultivators, and even many martial artists who had cultivated in Nirvana had not yet mastered a spiritual skill, besides, these people were still worried about the gods on Ye Fengyun's body.

If Night Fengyun fights to the death, everyone may not flock to it out of fear, but seeing that Night Fengyun seems to have lost, they all want to go up and get a handful.

"Boy, stay!"

"Where to go!" fate

"Hand over your spiritual skills, spare you from death!"

With the fiery shouts of the Dao Dao, the warriors standing on the roof, as well as the warriors on the ground, even those who watched the excitement attacked Ye Fengyun one after another.

If Ye Fengyun had been fighting here, he might not have caused so many of them to attack at the same time, but his escape was not allowed by everyone in the field.

In total, at least thirty warriors shot at Ye Fengyun, and the surging spiritual power emitted by the warriors filled this small space, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Above the head of the night storm fleeing, a giant axe, two giant swords, a machete, and a death sickle slashed at the head with the overwhelming force of Tarzan. It's like a cage.

Now that Ye Fengyun was in the air, there was nowhere to borrow his strength around, and he couldn't change his direction at all, and in desperation, the fairy spirit holy sword in his hand turned into a phantom, stabbing out like lightning, and a dense sword net was laid in front of him in an instant.

"Dingding.....dingding"

With the sound of a dense series of weapons colliding, the fairy spirit holy sword and the blade above the head fought violently, although it blocked the opponent's attack, but the powerful force from the opponent's blade still pressed Ye Fengyun's body down and fell back to the ground.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Ye Fengyun did not hesitate for a moment, stared at the ground with all his strength, and the whole person shot forward quickly like a cannonball.

And directly in front of the Night Storm, two High Priests of the Wraithing Clan with death scythes in their hands walked out of the crowd, looking at the oncoming Night Wind Cloud, the sharp light flashed from their eyes, and then the powerful resentful spirit qi poured out from the death scythe, with a chilling sound of breaking the air, slashing towards the Night Wind Cloud.

For Night Fengyun, the two high priests of the Wraith Clan hated him to the core, and they also hated him, and the two blood-red death scythes slashed towards Night Fengyun's throat.

"Hmph, you haven't seen enough!" said Ye Fengyun coldly.

Ye Fengyun didn't dodge, his body rushed towards the two death scythes in front of him at an extremely fast speed, just when the two death scythes were about to slash at him, his steps changed, and his whole body moved at high speed, and he unbelievably moved a distance of two feet to the side in an incredible moment, just dodging the attack of the two death scythes.

"Buzz!"

The Immortal Holy Sword stabbed out rapidly, and the constantly vibrating tip of the sword cut through the air, making a sound like a sword roaring in the air, and then as if with a thunderous momentum, it broke through all barriers, and instantly fell into the throat of one of the High Priests of the Wraith Clan.

"Poof!"

Ye Fengyun's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and the fierce gaze full of killing intent seemed to be able to annihilate the opponent's soul, making some weak people dare not look at them at all. As soon as the Immortal Spirit Sword pierced into the throat of the High Priest of the Wraithing Clan, it was immediately pulled out by him, and then immediately stabbed towards a High Priest of the Wraith Clan next to him.

Seeing a face, his companion was killed by the other party, and the remaining high priest of the Wraith Clan couldn't help but be shocked, although he knew that Ye Fengyun was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, with just one face, he killed a strong man of the Wraith Clan.

Seeing that the fairy spirit sword in Ye Fengyun's hand, which seemed to represent the god of death, had stabbed towards him, the high priest of the resentful spirit clan suddenly changed his face, and he withdrew the weapon in his hand with all his strength, and immediately crossed it in front of his throat.

"Ding!"

Although the high priest of the Wraith Spirit Clan knew that the Night Wind Cloud kills people with a sword that pierces his throat, so he subconsciously blocked this sword that was enough to cause him to be instantly fatal, but the powerful force coming from the Immortal Spirit Holy Sword still made him step back more than a dozen steps uncontrollably, and the death scythe in his hand was also broken in two.

However, before he could steady his footing, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard again, and a silver-white light flashed and pierced his throat.

When the light dissipated, the high priest of the resentful spirit clan carefully took a closer look at the fairy spirit holy sword used by Ye Fengyun, when the fairy spirit holy sword was still, it was full of gorgeous runes, flowing with human blood.

The High Priest of the Wraith Clan, who had been pierced through the throat by the Immortal Holy Sword, widened his eyes, and at the last moment of his life, there was only one thought circling in his mind: "Good....good sword....good sword....good gorgeous sword." ”

At this time, the remaining thirty or so human warriors also rushed towards Ye Fengyun from all directions, quickly approaching Ye Fengyun, and several people who were already close to Ye Fengyun's body, the blades of the martial spirits in their hands had already slashed towards Ye Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun quickly glanced around, quickly drew his sword to fend off a few blades that could no longer be avoided, and then rushed into the Wraith Clan soldiers guarding dozens of carts full of food in a flash.

Now if you want to break out of the encirclement of more than thirty human warriors, the only way to break through is from the ground, because on the ground, there are a total of hundreds of Wraith Clan soldiers as cover, and they are mixed in the crowd, and those warriors will definitely be much more difficult if they want to stop themselves, and they don't dare to slash and kill these Wraith Clan soldiers. And if you escape from the air, I am afraid that as soon as you rush up, you will be besieged by dozens of warriors at the same time.

Thinking of this, Ye Fengyun rushed into the soldiers of the Resentful Spirit Clan who were still watching the excitement with a flicker, and the fairy spirit holy sword in his hand turned into white rays flying around, constantly cutting the throat of the enemy, for these masters who were not enough of the Black Wing Class, Ye Fengyun was under the full force, and almost no one could escape from his sword.

Night Wind Storm rushed forward quickly among the Wraiths soldiers, and wherever he passed, the Wraith soldiers on both sides fell to the ground like felled trees.

"Run..... this is so terrifying, this person is not afraid of resentful spirits, I am afraid that it is the legendary mysterious person that our king is afraid of. ”

When I heard it, I didn't know which one of the grudge clan officers shouted. The Wraith soldiers were so frightened that they fled in all directions like ants on a hot pot. Carriages, boots, blades are all thrown away.

"Bastard!"

"Night Fengyun, I can't spare you!"

"I'm going to smash you to death!"

Looking at those who died under the Night Wind Storm Sword, some of the Great Elders of the Wraithful Spirit Clan were furious, and shouted like thunder, and then immediately rushed into the crowd and chased after Night Wind Cloud.

However, among these people who pursued Ye Fengyun, they went out of the Wraith Clan, and they were the ones who colluded with them, and among these Wraith Clan soldiers, they suddenly felt that they were shackled, and it was impossible for them to kill as unscrupulously as Ye Fengyun.

"Spread it all out!"

Immediately, someone shouted, but his words were obviously superfluous, just the moment Ye Fengyun rushed in, those people began to flee in all directions, but hundreds of people were crowded in the narrow mountain streams, it was impossible to escape all in a short time, and Ye Fengyun's sword was extremely fast, so only some people who were far away from Ye Fengyun could escape from the catastrophe, as for those who stood in front of him, without exception, all of them were killed by Ye Fengyun's sword through the throat. The corpse fell into a mountain stream.

In just a few breaths, Ye Fengyun fought his way out, rushed out of the encirclement of hundreds of people, and then did not stop at all, and immediately fled quickly into the distance.

And behind, the more than thirty martial artists and the Great Elder of the Resentful Spirit Clan were also in hot pursuit.

Looking at Ye Fengyun and the others who gradually disappeared from their eyes, the Valley Lord of Death Valley, who was standing on the roof in the distance, immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Send it away, if you let them toss like this again, I really don't know what to be made of by them." When the time comes, it will be a veritable valley of death."

The valley lord's words made the few people behind him also nod secretly, although Death Valley is their territory, and there are as many as 100,000 troops they can control, but the forces gathered there, a total of more than ten forces, each of them is not so easy to mess with, if they join forces, even the Death Valley, which controls 100,000 troops, is also a headache.

"I didn't expect this night Fengyun to have spiritual skills, it really surprised me. An old man standing behind the Valley Lord of Death Valley said with a sigh, his face full of envy.

"This night is not simple, I hope there is not much background behind him, otherwise, those families who hunt him down will be unlucky. ”

"Alas, the puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty. It's really hateful that these people actually impose a crime on a teenager for the sake of profit!" The valley lord standing on the cliff sighed slightly, and then immediately ordered: "Immediately notify the guards of Death Valley, let them enter and leave Death Valley at will, no matter which force they are, there must be no one to stop them." ”

"Yes!"

......

Night Fengyun quickly fled in the direction of Death Valley on the street, although the mountains here are very large, there are many places to hide, but there are few humans here, it is difficult to hide the breath, and the eyes of those local forces are also numerous, it is very unwise to continue to stay outside the city, and the best way now is to leave this deep forest, in this open wilderness, the certainty of escaping by yourself is obviously smaller. Just enter the valley of death. You can blend in with the human aura and kill these hateful wraiths and warriors one by one.

After a fierce battle, although Ye Fengyun killed countless soldiers and warriors of the Wraith Clan, several wounds on his body also continued to flow blood, which had completely dyed the clothes on his body red, and now, he didn't have time to deal with the wounds on his body at all, and escaping from here and keeping himself safe was the primary purpose for the present.

Sometimes running wildly on the sheep farm path, sometimes performing light skills, constantly jumping on the tall trees on both sides of the cliff, the speed has surpassed the running speed of some monsters.

Although the speed of Ye Fengyun is very fast, but because his spiritual power is exhausted, the speed of the group of Great Saint Masters who are chasing after him is not much slower than him, although they do not have such a clever body as Ye Fengyun, but the spiritual power blessing that is definitely stronger than Ye Fengyun is enough to make up for this shortcoming.

"Night Fengyun, you can't escape, if you don't want to die, just stop. ”

In the group of people chasing behind, some people kept shouting, and the volume was so loud that it was deafening, and it spread far away, and even the people in the nearby Baili could hear it clearly.

More than thirty people chased after the night storm and ran wildly through several streets, and along the way, their great momentum naturally aroused the curiosity of the people living in Death Valley, and they stopped and talked about each other.

A middle-aged man stared at the fleeing Ye Fengyun in front of him, and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect this kid's spiritual power to be exhausted, and the speed of his escape is really fast, according to the current situation, it is impossible to catch up with him in a short period of time." Immediately, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at a person beside him and said, "Third child, among our group, I'm afraid you are the only one who can catch up with him, and we must not let him escape, so it is better for you to go up and stop him." ”

The person who was called the third child was dressed in red clothes, with a medium figure, not fat or thin, although he was middle-aged, but it could still be seen from his appearance that when he was young, this person who was called the third child must be a handsome and chic person.

Hearing this, Lao Sanyi's eyes stared closely at Jian Chen, who was fleeing in front of him, and the scene of Ye Fengyun killing several high priests immediately appeared in his mind, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Second brother, although this kid seems to only have the strength of a god-level cultivator, he definitely hides his strength, didn't you see that just now there were even a few high priests who were killed in one face, I am alone, I am afraid that I am not his opponent. Are you going to send me to death? Do you want to take my family property alone?"

"What kind of, do you have a family property? Is it so difficult for you to kill someone? Don't you see that he is injured? It means that his spiritual power has been exhausted, and he can't use spiritual power to defend at all, you won't be able to kill a martial artist without spiritual power. Third child, don't forget, your martial spirit is a wind blade, and it has a great advantage in speed, and this kid's biggest reliance is that the speed is too fast, so fast that we all have to be cautious, and you just happen to be his restraint. The middle-aged man said.

"Second brother, although my martial spirit is a wind blade, but the contract with the wind is very low, I have seen the speed of that kid's sword, it is definitely faster than me, I am really not sure about him. The third man looked embarrassed.

The middle-aged man sighed, the third child was so greedy for life and afraid of death, which made him feel a little unhappy in his heart: "The third child, don't you see that we have so many people chasing him, you only need to stop him for a short time, once that kid is surrounded by us again, then it will be difficult for him to escape, when the time comes, I will take off his Qiankun bag and hand it to you as soon as possible, you take it and flee immediately, with your speed, if you break out with all your strength, there are few people here who can catch up with you." ”

After hearing this, the third child hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed: "Okay, second brother, I'll stop Wuyun, you must catch up as soon as possible." ”

"Don't worry, third child, it's up to you whether we can snatch the battle skills from so many people. The middle-aged man patted the third child on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear, and in his tone, there was also a little excitement, according to what he thought, if this plan is successful, the combat skills and the unknown treasures of the night wind cloud are all their own, and they will not fall into their hands.

The night wind was already running wildly in the streets, and under his full strength, the speed was much faster than that of a horse, and in a short time he had galloped forty kilometers away, and at this moment, he was getting closer and closer to Death Valley.

At this moment, among the thirty people chasing behind, a cyan light suddenly shone out, and I saw a figure wrapped in a pale cyan light, and its speed soared, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the surrounding group of high priests of the Wraith Clan, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

The movement in the rear was immediately noticed by Ye Fengyun, and when he looked back, his face changed suddenly: "Oops, there are people with such speed among them, this is trouble." ”

The speed of the person who came, if he did not run out of money before his spiritual power, he had an absolute advantage in speed, but now, he only relied on the power of the dragon god's bloodline to support it, and in terms of speed, facing a martial artist with the wind blade martial spirit, then he would not have any advantage at all, and he could escape.

The martial artist with the Wind Blade Martial Spirit in the back was very fast, and it only took a few breaths to catch up with Night Fengyun, a big sword that shimmered with pale cyan light, as if wrapped in a layer of breeze, turned into a cyan light and slashed towards Night Fengyun's back at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Fengyun's eyes flashed, now he was still about five hundred meters away from the group of martial artists chasing after him, before those martial artists chased him, he had to deal with this person with the wind blade martial spirit as soon as possible, otherwise, once he fell into the circle of dozens of martial artists again, it would not be so simple to escape.

The silver-white Immortal Spirit Holy Sword appeared in Ye Fengyun's hand almost instantly, stabbing backwards like lightning with an extremely powerful sword aura.

"Ding!"

The big sword and the fairy spirit holy sword wrapped in a layer of pale cyan wind attribute holy power collided together, this time the two of them obviously shot with all their strength, and the strong spiritual power contained in the blade collided with each other, turning into a circle of energy ripples visible to the naked eye, and quickly spread out in all directions, and the big trees and mountains and rocks that were affected along the way were directly shattered by the impact of this energy ripple.

"Damn, there's a fight here......"

"The pale cyan light, it turned out to be a wind attribute martial spirit......"

"Stay away, these two people are masters, in case they are affected, it is our ...... who are unlucky"

The fight between the two made the originally quiet Death Valley become chaotic in an instant, and some weak pedestrians hurried away from the two of them, so as not to be affected by themselves.

The fairy spirit holy sword in Ye Fengyun's hand stabbed out one after another, one sword was faster than the other, and a dense sword shadow had formed in front of him, at this time, he had to kill this wind attribute martial spirit person as soon as possible.

It's a pity that a warrior with a wind attribute martial spirit is not so easy to kill, under the intensive attack of Ye Fengyun, although this martial artist with wind attribute martial spirit has some difficulty to deal with, but at least he has not been forced to be in a hurry, although Ye Fengyun's sword is definitely faster than his dodge speed and move speed, but this wind attribute martial artist just has the idea of dragging Ye Fengyun, in his blind defensive situation, Ye Fengyun is really difficult to kill in a short period of time.

And after this delay, the group of warriors behind had already chased after them. Looking at the large number of warriors who were rapidly approaching him, Ye Fengyun gritted his teeth, gave up his opponent, kicked the ground with both feet, and continued to flee towards the direction of Death Valley.

And as soon as Ye Fengyun fled, the wind attribute martial spirit person immediately chased after him and entangled him, not giving Ye Fengyun a chance to escape at all. Under such entanglement, Ye Fengyun soon fell into the encirclement of a group of warriors.

"Boy, I'll see where you're running from this time!"

Although a group of warriors did not belong to the same force, and they also had their own ghosts, but at this moment, everyone united to deal with Ye Fengyun together, not only on the ground, but also on the surrounding buildings and on the mountain, there were also many people standing to prevent Ye Fengyun from escaping from the air.

"What should I do? Fighting to the death is not the way to go." J Just when Ye Fengyun was thinking hard, suddenly a thought entered Ye Fengyun's mind.