Boom!

Stepping heavily on the ground, adding a piece of land was suddenly like a calm pool of water suddenly throwing a pebble, the rolling ripples rippled away, and the thick smoke and dust instantly floated up, quickly isolating the two big men who were blocking behind Yang Yi, and in the dust, the two big men were actually wrapped, and they couldn't see the outside situation at all.

With the help of this huge impact, Yang Yi's speed suddenly increased again, and the claws also quickly changed their form under his mind, and a sword that was longer than Yang Yi's body was formed by many high-grade magic swords, and the tip of the sword that flashed with cold light was only a fist away from the tip of Chang Baotian's nose.

Yang Yi's speed is fast, Chang Baotian is running for his life, and his speed has also exploded to the limit, and for a while it is comparable to Yang Yi's speed, and the gap in a fist cannot be narrowed no matter what.

After chasing and fleeing, the two soon came to the edge of the weedy forest.

Yang Yi was a little anxious, this is the territory of the war demigod killing maniacs, those wild grasses that are like a maze for Yang Yi are the best battlefield in the eyes of these war demigod killing maniacs, Yang Yi will never allow Chang Baotian to escape into the forest and escape from his palm.

Yikes!

With a roar, the upper cyclone was instantly forced out, and two translucent spiritual power threads with golden wires quickly rushed out.

Yang Yi has used all his means to kill Chang Baotian on the spot.

The perception has already been released, and Yang Yi has not stopped controlling the battle for a moment.

But something unexpected happened to Yang Yi, the spiritual power silk thread just rushed to Chang Baotian, and suddenly Chang Baotian's forehead also rushed out of two spiritual power silk threads, and between his thoughts, the spiritual power formed a strong defensive net and firmly guarded his forehead.

Chang Baotian's spiritual power is very strong, and the defensive wall formed is also very solid, but Yang Yi doesn't care about those at this time, the direction remains the same, increasing the infusion of spiritual power in the upper cyclone, and the two spiritual power silk threads fiercely hit the spiritual power wall formed in front of Chang Baotian.

Yes!

A miserable howl sounded, and the seemingly thick spiritual power wall was instantly shattered, and the broken translucent silk threads scattered out in all directions, disappearing into the air in the blink of an eye.

In the miserable howl, Tokotoda's seven orifices, whose mental power had been violently impacted, flew backwards and flew out bleeding.

Yang Yi still didn't mean to let go, his mental power broke Chang Baotian's defense, and he was not lightly injured, and the severe pain had begun to enter his mind, and he reluctantly extended it again, but at this time, his mental power had been lost too much, and he could only take it back stupidly.

The severe pain only made Yang Yi's body tremble violently, and soon he endured it, and the speed remained unchanged and rushed towards Chang Baotian, who flew out upside down.

Dangerous!

Just when he arrived at Chang Baotian's side, the moment the silver high-grade magic sword had been swung, Yang Yi suddenly felt a feeling of palpitations, the inexplicable danger was very close, but Yang Yi used his perception to observe the surroundings vigilantly, and even he clearly knew every move of the five big men who were left behind by his speed, but where did this danger come from?

Glancing at Chang Baotian, who was bleeding from the seven orifices and almost killed, Yang Yi suddenly withdrew the top-grade magic sword and retracted his body, and at the same time, the whole person suddenly stopped, stood quietly on the ground, and continued to probe the aura that made him feel frightened.

In this delay, the five big men rushed up at the same time, and their leaders were in danger, and they were even more desperate.

Rushing to Yang Yi's side, five cold lights flashed, and these big men actually put their own safety aside and attacked Yang Yi with all their might.

Five cold lights, although Yang Yi's perception is full of loopholes, but at this time Yang Yi can't move a step, a voice from the bottom of his heart is warning him that leaving the attack of these five people will encounter unprecedented danger.

The silver true qi was lucky in his eyes, and the silver light flashed, and the movements of the five big men became slower in Yang Yi's eyes, and even the trajectory of the attack of the top-grade magic sword was clearly seen by him.

His legs stood steadily, but his upper body moved slightly, and none of the five top-grade magic swords could kill Yang Yi.

With a faint smile in his eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Yang Yi shot mercilessly.

The silver light flashed, and the slender silver high-grade magic sword was like a shark in the water, constantly passing through the tide of attack, constantly revealing that terrifying cold light.

Burst!

Suddenly, the blood rushed wildly in the sky, and the three guards who jumped high and chased after them suddenly turned their heads in different places, and hot blood gushed out like a fountain, and the blood mist was instantly shrouded in a radius of five meters, and the thick fishy aura made the smile on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth even brighter.

One meter, only one meter away, the only two big men left looked at all this blankly, looking at Yang Yi blankly, and the top-grade magic sword that had fallen in his hand did not have any strength to take it back.

Syllable!

Syllable!

With a few soft sounds, the bodies of the three guards fell down in a haphazard manner, and then the three heads also rushed into the weeds, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The blood was still flowing, and the ground was quickly dyed bright red, and in the bright moonlight, the entire land emitted a steaming blood-colored heat, which was quickly connected with the undissipated blood mist in the air, dyeing all the space within a radius of five meters bright red.

Yang Yi stood in the middle of the blood mist, the tip of his sword pointing diagonally to the ground, allowing blood to rain down on his body.

Just in the blink of an eye, Yang Yi was already surrounded by blood mist, and his body, which was not wearing any clothes, seemed to have just bathed in the blood pool.

Suddenly, the entire clearing became silent, drops of blood slid down the tip of the top-grade magic sword, the sound of dripping to the ground was so clear, and the light of the silver top-grade magic sword was so dazzling.

Grunt!

The two big men swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time, even when the blood mist penetrated their whole bodies, they didn't feel the slightest, they still looked at Yang Yi blankly, waiting for the end of their fate.

Yang Yi didn't make a move, he didn't even look at the two big men again, bathed in the blood rain, Yang Yi's perception was fully open, and at the same time, the spiritual power thread was also hovering around him, and he already felt that the danger was getting closer and closer.

More than ten meters in front of him, on the edge of the weedy forest, where Chang Baotian Qiqi was lying bleeding, but Yang Yi knew that he was not dead, and his perception detected that he still had a faint heartbeat.

Suddenly, Yang Yi felt the incomparably depressed in his heart, and a coercion belonging to the strong gradually approached him, which was the kind of coercion that could not resist at all.

Yang Yi began to gasp heavily, hoping to relieve the pressure in his heart, but it was all in vain, even the thick smell of blood could not give him any comfort.

Airplanes!

A low sound that made the entire mountain range tremble slightly, and suddenly the tall giant trees around them slowly rose, and the surface shattered, revealing the slender bodies of flying magic weapons.

In an instant, at least twenty flying magic weapons had all locked Yang Yi, and all the weapon systems were already ready to go.

Yang Yi didn't care about all of this at all, the threat brought to him by the combined attack of twenty flying magic weapons was far less terrifying than the feeling of coercion.

Soon Yang Yi determined the direction of the coercion, gritted his teeth nervously, Yang Yi gradually adjusted his breathing, and at the same time, the silver true qi was frantically transported, the upper and lower cyclones were all outside the body, and the spiritual power silk thread also reached the limit, and the golden light of the silk silk reflected the translucent spiritual power silk thread into gold, and kept Yang Yi's side tightly.

Swish!

The weeds suddenly moved, and then a gray-haired old man walked out slowly and heavily.

It's him!

Yang Yi immediately focused all his perception on the old man's body, and at the same time, a strong suffocating coercion emanated intermittently from the old man's body.

Before he could make contact, this coercion alone had already made Yang Yi's heart tumble, and a stream of blood almost spurted out.

"Did you hurt him?" the old man turned around and asked Xiang Yangyi with a slight anger on his face.

"It's a pity that we weren't able to kill him. Despite such great pressure, Yang Yi still did not have any trace of compromise, but under the pressure of the old man, Yang Yi even had some difficulty speaking.