The five of them still didn't understand why the formation suddenly failed, but their cultivation was not low, and they quickly settled down.

Zhou Zhimin saw that the five people were not good-looking, and he was shocked, among these five people, only the cultivation of the man in black could see it, although it was slightly inferior to himself, but it was not far behind, and the cultivation level of the other four people could not be seen by himself, it was conceivable that the cultivation of the four people was higher than himself, and it was unknown how much higher.

Lin Yifei looked at these five people carefully, and unconsciously smiled bitterly in his heart, the man in black knew himself, he was one of the people who began to besiege the black guard, and he thought that the others were brought by this person, and the three gray-clothed people had all reached the cultivation of the fifth stage of the Imperial Divine Period, which was obviously one level higher than Zhou Zhimin, and the cultivator in white was dressed as a scribe, with a scholar's scarf on his head, and a folding fan in his hand, the folding fan was green, and the cultivation was actually the sixth cultivation in the early stage of returning to Pu, and he was already a great figure in the cultivation world.

The five of them looked at Lin Yifei in unison, the man in white shook his head slightly, turned his head and glanced at the man in black suspiciously, and several other men in gray also obviously looked disapproving.

Zhou Zhimin's heart was pounding, she was everyone's senior sister, the strength of these people could be described as unfathomable to herself, which made her have a strong sense of vigilance, Zhou Zhimin tried to suppress her uneasiness, hurriedly walked a few steps forward, and gave a deep salute.

"In Xia Tianxiang Valley, Zhou Zhimin took his junior brothers and sisters to experience here, disturbed several seniors, and said goodbye in the next place. ”

After saying that, he gave another salute.

The white-clothed scribe snorted coldly, his eyes showed a sense of arrogance, obviously lacking interest in talking to Zhou Zhimin, and gave a look to a gray-clothed man next to him, and the gray-clothed man stepped out more and more, sneering.

"Zhou Zhimin, what we are waiting for is you, here, do you still want to leave, just grab it. ”

Zhou Zhimin was shocked when he heard this.

"Who is in the pavilion, what is the grudge between Tianxiang Valley and Your Excellency?"

Her mind was racing, and the sweat on her forehead was already dripping, it didn't matter if she was caught by mistake, if she lost her junior brothers and sisters...... Thinking of this, Zhou Zhimin almost didn't dare to think down.

The white-clothed scribe folded his fan and shook it gently, and spoke slowly and logically.

"Don't talk nonsense with her, just take it and don't waste time. ”

The man in gray arched his hand slightly, agreed, and then looked at Zhou Zhimin, a green sword appeared in his hand, and the light of the green sword suddenly turned vigorous, and he looked at Zhou Zhimin coldly.

Zhou Zhimin gritted his teeth and exhaled his sword, the sword body was silver, the same as Heiwei, glanced back at Xie Xiang, and then rose into the air, standing in the air, the silver sword exuded a faint brilliance.

Xie Xiang let out a soft shout, and the disciples of Tianxiang Valley shuttled between each other, and in an instant, they actually formed a formation, and Lin Yifei was wrapped in the middle, obviously the object of protection. Everyone in Tianxiang Valley held their swords in their hands, pinching their hands, and the tips of their swords pointed in different directions, all of them with solemn faces. Lin Yifei felt as if a faint lotus flower had appeared around him, and the disciples of Tianxiang Valley were part of the lotus.

The white-clothed scribe ignored all this as if he had not seen it.

The man in gray also rose to his feet, and his figure quickly rose up.

Lin Yifei glanced around a few times, stepped forward and took two steps, the closest to him was the female disciple named Lu Ju, Lin Yifei came over and asked curiously:

"Woman, are you playing tricks? What are they doing? How can they still fly into the sky?"

Lu Ju was extremely nervous at this time, and when she saw Lin Yifei babbling, she was bored and ignored him. But Lin Yifei seemed to have the intention of breaking the casserole and asking to the end, which made her even more disgusted in her heart, and she didn't turn her head, hit Lin Yifei with her elbow, and whispered:

"Go farther, get out of the way!"

Lin Yifei was knocked back several steps, and it seemed that Hao Xuan had fallen, and his face was stupid.

At this time, the man in gray and Zhou Minmin had already made a move, and the man in gray waved the sword in his hand, and conjured up countless green rays out of thin air, like a long needle, with a slight roar, like a green cloud, shooting towards Zhou Zhimin.

Zhou Zhimin gritted his teeth, waved the silver sword in his hand, and kept pinching all kinds of tricks, one after another defensive knots were beaten out, and what was more peculiar was that each defensive knot actually carried a faint lotus phantom. Because he knew that his strength was not as good as the other party, Zhou Zhimin completely adopted a defensive position at the beginning, hoping that he could hold on for a little longer, maybe God would be pitiful and there would be some miracle.

The continuous green mangs were wrapped in a roar, slamming heavily on the defensive knot, making a clanging sound, and the defensive knot burst layer by layer, Zhou Zhimin kept waving his sword, pinching his hand trick, and finally blocked the first wave of attacks.

Zhou Zhimin's face turned pale, understanding that this was just a tentative attack by the other party, but he had almost used all his strength, and he was shocked in his heart.

The gray-clothed man showed a sneer on his lips, and waved the sword in his hand again, and more than ten huge trees with a hug of thickness suddenly appeared in front of him, crashing into Zhou Zhimin with the sound of wind and thunder.

Zhou Zhimin waved his sword desperately, trying to fight the defensive sword, and finally blocked the second wave of attacks, at this time Zhou Zhimin's face was already full of misery, and his heart was sad and angry, knowing that the difference in strength was too far, and it was difficult for him to block the opponent's third attack.

The gray-clothed man showed a disdainful look in his eyes, and waved the sword in his hand again, only to see thousands of vines appear as if out of thin air, and bend and grow rapidly, rolling towards Zhou Zhimin, obviously the gray-clothed man wanted to capture her alive. The corners of Zhou Zhimin's mouth had already bitten out blood, his hands trembled, he waved his sword, and pinched his hand to resist.

Lin Yifei knew that Zhou Zhimin wouldn't be able to support it for long, and he couldn't do it if he didn't do it, so he looked up to the sky and shouted.

"Well, in broad daylight, in full view, and in full view, you dare to flirt with a female cultivator of a good family, this hero really can't see it!"

After speaking, he grabbed the waist sword and the long sword, but because he was too impatient, he pulled down the sword with the sheath together, and walked two steps, there was a stone under his feet, Lin Yifei accidentally tripped over, and the person fell straight to the green chrysanthemum in front of him.

Lu Ju was anxious at this time, shouting at this warrior and being bored with this pole, seeing Lin Yifei fall over, he raised his foot and wanted to kick him aside, Lin Yifei lost his center of gravity, and his hand grabbed the sword and danced in the air, Lu Ju kicked the hilt of the sword, only to see the long sword like a rainbow through the sky, shooting straight towards the gray-clothed man in the sky.

The man in gray sneered, slapped it out casually, and wanted to use his mana to slap the sword away, but the long sword did not slack in the slightest, the face of the man in gray changed, and in an instant, the long sword had hit the waist of the man in gray, and everyone below looked at the long sword blankly, and the man in gray screamed and fell straight down from the sky.

With a muffled sound, the man in gray fell to the ground, head and foot, his posture was extremely ugly, and the fall was not real. But after landing on the ground, he turned over, stood up in a moment, and looked around in horror, obviously not injured, and Lin Yifei didn't really want to hurt him.

The white-clothed scribe's eyes shone brightly, staring at Lin Yifei deadly.

At this time, Lin Yifei was looking at the frightened girl with admiration, plus the little girl Lu Ju with a blank face. All the disciples of Tianxiang Valley also looked at Lu Ju in amazement, with their cultivation, it was impossible to see that the sword was actually popped out by Lin Yifei with his fingers.

Due to the bizarre defeat of his opponent, Zhou Zhimin took the opportunity to return to the side of everyone in Tianxiang Valley, with a faint blood mark on the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and the look of fear in his eyes was still there. She tried her best to resist the attack of the man in gray just now, the mana consumption was extremely huge, and she didn't know anything about what was happening around her, and she couldn't perceive it, but when she saw that it didn't work, the man in gray suddenly screamed, and she fell down, Zhou Zhimin was confused, and she couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

At this time, Xie Xiang hurriedly handed over a pill, Zhou Zhimin took it with trembling hands and took it, and seized the time to recover his mana, Xie Xiang whispered to her what he had just passed. Zhou Zhimin looked at Lu Ju and Lin Yifei in surprise.

At this time, Lin Yifei's face was full of spring, and he looked at the green chrysanthemum who had not yet woken up, with an old-fashioned tone and a rather relieved expression.

"There is a queen of martial arts! Green Chrysanthemum Girl, no, Green Chrysanthemum Woman! The Flying Dragon you just made is really good in the sky, being a cultivator is really blind to a talent like you, change your martial arts, his achievements will be limitless, maybe not under me." ”

After speaking, he patted Lu Ju's shoulder again, and added extremely exaggeratedly.

"I'm optimistic about you!"

Lu Ju's soul did not give up, in fact, he didn't hear what the martial artist in front of him was saying, he only felt that his brain was messed up, and at the same time, with a trace of inexplicable excitement, he only felt that he was dreaming in front of him, the earth-shattering sword just now, was it really kicked by himself?

Just when everyone in Tianxiang Valley was confused with Lu Ju, the white-clothed scribe suddenly snorted coldly and stared at Lin Yifei deadly.

"It's really a distraction, where is Your Excellency sacred, since you have muddled water, report it to be famous. ”

Lin Yifei turned his face, with a smile on his face, and walked forward, Zhou Zhimin obviously hadn't come back to his senses yet, and stepped forward to stop him.

"They are all profound cultivators, don't give your life in vain!"

Lin Yifei looked ahead, smiled slightly, and gently pushed her hand away.

"Ascetic...... Warrior ...... , hehe, let me see what a real martial artist is. ”

There seemed to be a hint of resentment in the words, but the tone revealed more helplessness.

Zhou Zhimin was stunned when he heard this, and Lin Yifei had already walked straight out.

The white-clothed scribe kept staring at the man in front of him, as if he wanted to find something in him, and there was a puzzled look in his eyes. Seeing Lin Yifei come out, he settled down, and actually hugged his fists.

"What kind of master is Your Excellency, you have a grudge against Tianxiang Valley in the next, if Your Excellency no longer interferes, you will feel great virtue in the next, and he will be rewarded in the future. ”

The tone of his voice was actually very polite.

The three gray-clothed men next to the white-clothed scribe all showed very disapproving expressions, and the gray-clothed man who had just been beaten down by Lin Yifei from the sky seemed to have figured out something, looking at Lin Yifei with vicious eyes, and wanted to move.