"Break in again? Is it really a dish for the master?" With a cold snort, Ye Zhuo's figure suddenly flashed again, much faster than before, and he swung the long knife and slashed out again, and at the same time, Ye Zhuo shouted again, and the green black flying sword that had been following him all the way above his head also turned into a streamer and shot towards the sword eyebrow monk.

Jumping before, and then at this moment, the distance between the two is already less than a zhang, and the raindrops above their heads are fast enough, but they will not be much faster than Ye Zhuo's sword and sword, and the fist he swung up immediately, maybe it will arrive at the same time.

Ignoring the other party's supernatural powers, this is no longer a fight, but a fight for his life, no matter whether Ye Zhuo's attack can achieve results or not, but regardless of it, even the flying sword that was originally resisted is taken to attack and kill, and when the raindrops urged by the supernatural power fall on his body, he may be injured or even seriously injured.

The cause was just a fourth-grade demon beast, so it was worth doing it?But that's what Ye Zhuo did, and Ye Zhuo's actions once again caused everyone else to be surprised.

The few onlookers instantly remembered all the rumors about Ye Zhuo earlier, and they really didn't exaggerate it at all, this crime from Sin Island was really fierce and strong enough.

After urging the supernatural powers, he was already ready to watch his rain sword penetrate the flying sword defense, and then waited for Ye Zhuo's unlucky sword monk to be more surprised by Ye Zhuo's actions than the others, and in an instant, he understood that he was deceived by the kid opposite, it seemed that more than once, the opponent had urged the flying sword to resist before, and the speed was greatly reduced, in order to kill with all his strength at this moment, even if the raindrops could indeed hurt the opponent, but that sword or that fist, at least one of them would definitely fall on him.

Among the knives, swords, and fists, except for the flying sword, which is considered a magic weapon level, the other two are nothing, even if the flying sword falls on his body, it may not be a big deal, but this sword-eyed monk obviously doesn't think so, maybe in his opinion, it is a great shame to be attacked by an opponent like Ye Zhuo.

With a loud shout, the momentum of his whole body rose violently, the robe on his body suddenly flashed, and the Dao streamer flowed back and forth like the true yuan of the meridians, and in an instant, a mysterious rune was lit up one by one, and a phantom dragon suddenly flew out of the robe, looking exactly what he had stepped on when he came before, the phantom dragon's mouth opened, and he bit the Qingwu flying sword, and directly swallowed the fastest flying sword into his stomach and disappeared, and the dragon's tail shook and slammed towards Ye Zhuo, who was holding the long knife.

Suddenly, there was another exclamation around him, where is this as simple as a magic robe, it is simply a magic weapon that integrates attack and defense and can also be used as a flying thing, and all the Qi Refining Realm cultivators don't say that they have seen it, even if they have heard of it, they have never heard of such a treasure.

Not only did he urge the attack and killing methods in the robe, but the Sword Eyebrow Monk reached out and probed, and there was one more thing in his hand, a dark red long whip that was more than three feet long, and the whip was covered with hooks and thorns, exuding a thick bloody and ferocious aura, and the long whip snapped towards Ye Zhuo.

If it is said that the two supernatural powers in his hands just now still have a bit of intentional or unintentional teasing, the sword eyebrow monk at this moment seems to be really angry, and the magic weapons and supernatural powers are moving together, and they are all means above the rank, as if they want to defeat the enemy with one move.

"I'll go. Ye Zhuo, who was rushing to kill himself, was also shocked, if he was a few months ago, he would have really fulfilled the opponent's wishes, fortunately, the wind and thunder wings have been Xiaocheng recently, especially in the past few days in the 100,000 mountains, he has not been thinking about the usefulness of this new cultivation magic power, seeing a phantom dragon tail crashing towards him in front of him, a dark red whip shadow rolled over from the side and back, and there was a rapid rain of divine power above his head that could fall, and in an exclamation, Ye Zhuo's direction suddenly turned, and when he couldn't make a move, he pierced out of the gap that had not yet closed, There was a deep blood mark on the exposed Jingchi's back, a sharp pain was still second, and there was a fiery and bloodthirsty breath that rushed into the meridians, and the domineering was a little more than the true demon's qi, Ye Zhuo couldn't help but snort.

But there was only such a muffled snort, and Ye Zhuo, who had penetrated the siege, did not even slow down and pause, crossed an arc, and rushed towards the Sword Eyebrow Monk again with the huge body of the Phantom Long Dragon.

The realm strength of the Jianmei monk exceeded Ye Zhuo's estimate, especially his cultivation skills, and the magic weapon he carried was far better than his own, he was injured in one face, and the Qingwu Flying Sword was also entangled by the other party and couldn't be taken back for a while, but if he wanted Ye Zhuo to admit defeat like this, he was unwilling, but Ye Zhuo also knew better than anyone else that no matter how unwilling he was, maybe there was only such a chance, if he didn't get to the front to attack and kill this time, he would only be worse than now when he turned around and did it again.

Years of fighting, almost instinctive, the action is even faster than the thought, I don't know if it's because I can't react, or because I just have no energy to do anything else after continuously urging the magic weapon, or I didn't expect Ye Zhuo to be so decisive, the reaction didn't keep up, all in all, Ye Zhuo surprised everyone around him again, and the almost dangerous fighting method achieved the result he wanted, after a fly, he avoided the rain sword above his head, clinging to the phantom dragon body, Ye Zhuo, who was holding the Mofa long knife, came to a few feet on the side of the sword eyebrow monk, that is, the phantom dragon body turned around, and the long whip also turned around, but it was too late, the long knife in Ye Zhuo's hand slashed over, It was no longer the sword, but the long knife itself slashed at the arm raised by the Sword Eyebrow Monk in a hurry, and the long sleeves of the robe flashed with a burst of light against the sharp blade, but Ye Zhuo's strength fell firmly on him, only to hear a bang, the Mo Fa long knife bounced back, and the Sword Eyebrow Monk's arm was also shaken back.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, from the sword eyebrow monk suddenly urging the supernatural power to the present, it was actually just a picture of the rabbit and the falcon, although at the beginning Ye Zhuo was completely suppressed, but in the end it can be regarded as equal, Ye Zhuo had an extra blood mark on his back, and one of the arms of the Sword Eyebrow monk also hung down, although it was not broken, but it was obviously affected a lot, and when he was distracted, even the long whip in his other hand was slowed down.

Obviously, the realm of the Sword Eyebrow Monk is higher than Ye Zhuo, and if the strength alone is better than Ye Zhuo, but this kind of desperate melee combat experience is still a few points worse, especially in hand-to-hand combat, at this time, it will actually slow down the attack.

The close chance that was so easy to fight was that the sword eyebrow monk's long whip continued to attack and kill, and Ye Zhuo might not easily stay away from the opponent to get out, let alone now, the wind and thunder wings behind him flickered, and another knife slashed in the fierce momentum of the sun.

The enemy retreated and I advanced, and the unforgiving Ye Zhuo urged the small accomplished wind and thunder wings to follow the shadow closely after the Jianmei monk who finally came back to his senses and wanted to dodge first, not giving him the slightest chance to open the distance, and the tactics comprehended in the chaos were also fully displayed, only to see that while the fist shadow flashed, the long knife flew up and down, hitting the arm and shoulder of the Jianmei monk one after another, or finally turning back, but it was difficult to send out the original powerful long whip, and the bang-thumping sound kept ringing.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Suddenly, the situation reversed, and the Sword Eyebrow Monk who was chased and shouted by Ye Zhuo let out angry shouts one after another, although the others couldn't see his expression, just listening to the voice could figure out that he must be annoyed and angry at the moment.

At least from the perspective of the scene, Ye Zhuo had the upper hand steadily, but Ye Zhuo understood that he also occupied a scene, although the Qingwu Flying Sword that was swallowed into the belly by the phantom dragon fell out at this time, it was spiritually dusty, far less agile than before, he could only sense that it fell over there, and he couldn't even collect it back to his side, but the grade of the Mofa long knife was a little worse, at best, it was only a magic weapon, and it was okay to kill the demon beast, but it was not enough for the unknown Nantianyu Tianjiao in front of him, not to mention anything else, the magic robe on his body alone was difficult to break, especially after the previous phantom dragon retracted, The rune brilliance on it is a little more dazzling, and the sound of banging bang is continuous, in fact, most of the strength has been removed from the robe, and there are not many that really fall on him, if you want him to be injured to the point that it does not pose a threat to yourself, maybe how many more times you have to smash it like this, but you are just taking advantage of the surprise, even if the other party is not good, it is also a monk on the foundation, and it is also a son from a family or a sect, and he may have something else on his body, and when he comes back to his senses, he should be unlucky.

Ye Zhuo's worry was not superfluous, and after a while, the Sword Eyebrow Monk had adapted a lot, although he was still suppressed, but he began to deal with it a lot more calmly, and his mouth was no longer angry, only a cold and frosty expression, and the murderous gaze in his eyes stared at Ye Zhuo tightly.

Ye Zhuo, who was aware of the change in his opponent, sank slightly, and an intuition came out, that guy was afraid that he had come back to his senses and was ready to wait for himself by what means, maybe as long as he slowed down a little, he would be stunned by him.

I just know that Ye Zhuo has no more options, so he can only curse in his heart, "Uncle!", and continue to swing the long knife and fist with all his strength, if there is no more harvest after a while, he can only dodge and retreat, of course, his Qingwu Flying Sword must be taken away before leaving.

"Huh?" Thinking of the retreat of the Qingwu Flying Sword, Ye Zhuo's expression suddenly paused slightly, and his heart moved, after a flash of blue light, there was a small dagger in the originally clenched fist, not the Qingwu Flying Sword.

A magic weapon-level weapon is naturally more threatening than a fist, but before Ye Zhuofa swung his sword fiercely to continue, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he retreated to the side in a flash.

Ye Zhuo retreated, and the Jianmei Daoist did not fight back, the two of them both withdrew a few feet, staring at the same position with vigilant faces, and shouted in unison: "Who is it?"