Yang Qingfeng's cold words directly interrupted Ah Cai's words.

"Shiyu, has this person done anything to you?"

"You ......"

"He sealed my cultivation!"

Yang Qingfeng's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and the long sword flashed, piercing into Ah Cai's dantian.

"Ahh......h How dare you ruin my cultivation!?"

The corners of Ah Cai's mouth were covered with blood, the look in his eyes was full of despair, and his voice was full of resentment.

"Noise!"

kicked Ah Cai two meters away, and after landing on the ground, Ah Cai immediately began to cough non-stop.

The cough grew louder and louder, until he coughed out his tongue.

"Woo ......"

Ah Cai's eyes widened, and he reached out to pick up his tongue on the ground.

Screamed in horror, but everything turned into a whine.

Lu Chengbiao's eyes next to him were full of fear, this cruel guy didn't seem to deal with his grandfather.

hurriedly looked at her sister, who has always been very clever and has a relationship with Manshiyu, but found that Lu Lu's eyes were full of ...... Love.

It feels like seeing a particularly fierce and aggressive social bastard.

And his sister, who has always been well-behaved and cute, actually fell in love with that bastard.

At this moment, Lu Chengbiao couldn't rush over and beat Yang Qingfeng inhumanely.

But his sober mind told him that if he dared to rush forward, the best outcome would be that he himself would be beaten inhumanely.

I could only reach out and pull Lu Lu, who felt that she was already a little terminally ill.

Lu Lu shuddered again and looked at Lu Chengbiao suspiciously.

Lu Chengbiao saw that Lu Lu was about to go astray if he continued like this, and he was so impatient in his heart.

But he didn't dare to say what he wanted to say beside Yang Qingfeng, so his mouth was closed anxiously, and his hands were indiscriminately gesturing.

Lu Lu was first puzzled, and then anxious.

"Brother, do you have epilepsy?"

"Poof—"

Lu Chengbiao felt Yang Qingfeng's gaze and hurriedly pulled Lu Lu behind him.

Yang Qingfeng walked to the unconscious Liu Danran and did not wake him up immediately.

To let his woman suffer such a big grievance, and to want to marry his woman, he had to think of some cruel way to make others think of the consequences of doing something to his woman, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Before he could think of a good way, there was an abnormal sound in the formation behind him.

Only then did he remember that he had trapped Ouyang Hongyan's real little scum and that group of fierce and vicious guys in the formation, but he didn't go in.

Ouyang Hongyan in the formation only wants to sing one sentence now: I always want to cry when I remember, I am so lonely alone!

In order to obtain the permanent right to use the magic weapon in his hand, he just buried his head in the fight.

Although there were several third-level and Bone Refining Realm cultivators on the opposite side, he was not worried.

Those guys aren't enough for his big brother to go down with a sword!

But killing and killing, he felt that something was wrong.

Why are all the people squeezing into him?

A biting chill flashed behind him, piercing his heart.

He ducked to the side as best he could, but slowed down.

Poof-

A bloody wound appeared on his left back, and he took advantage of this gap to quickly retreat and look around.

This look frightened him so much that his words changed.

“What the fuck？oh my god！”

Under the guidance of the lofty life philosophy summarized by the ancients with blood and tears, such as those who know the times as handsome, heroes do not suffer immediate losses, and so on, Ouyang Hongyan ran out with his legs.

Bang –

The so-called end of the world is nothing more than that you are inside the formation, and I am outside the formation.

He didn't know how to do it, but he was too familiar with it.

When he saw Yang Qingfeng for the first time, he was pulled into such a formation and beaten up.

"Big brother, help!"

No kidding, he really shouted for help, he knew how many pounds and taels he had.

A man stumbles, and a horse stumbles.

Yang Qingfeng was so angry that he didn't hear his cry for help.

Heaven does not save everyone to save themselves, and in desperation, Ouyang Hongyan hurriedly took out a few pills that he was usually reluctant to use and swallowed them in one go, wielding a long sword and smashing with more than 300 people.

Poof-

It didn't take long for Ouyang Hongyan to slash again.

"Ahhh

Ouyang Hongyan was desperate, and originally thought that Yang Qingfeng was joking with him.

At this moment, every attack is already dangerous.

He was now dancing on a tightrope above the abyss, and if he didn't pay attention, he would only be shattered.

Puff puff –

Several people who saw him injured and wanted to take advantage of him were all killed.

The battle is once again in a fever pitch, killing and killing, and the people on the other side also notice that something is wrong.

It is recognized that cultivators have a reserve of aura.

Ordinary cultivators in the late stage of the Bone Refining Realm, who have tried their best to fight until now, have long since lost their aura, and Ouyang Hongyan is still alive and well?

Ouyang Hongyan struggled to carry all the attacks, and hurriedly swallowed the pill again.

The battle lasted only a few minutes, and he was almost finished with the elixir.

The momentum he had just begun to descend soared again, and he swung his long knife to fight back.

There were some sharp-eyed people who noticed Ouyang Hongyan's movements, the name of something that had disappeared for a thousand years, flashed in their minds.

"Pills! This kid has pills!"

"What? There is actually an elixir?!"

Some of the people who had been watching from behind began to join the battle circle.

Ouyang Hongyan's pressure was like a mountain, and his limits were breaking through again and again, but he still couldn't cope with the rapidly increasing pressure.

Poof-

A long sword pierced Ouyang Hongyan's stomach, and Ouyang Hongyan first split the smiling third-stage early martial cultivator in half with a single sword.

This tragic bloodshed shocked everyone.

This is the first third-level martial artist to die since the beginning of the war.

Those who surrounded Ouyang Hongyan hurriedly retreated.

Ouyang Hongyan took advantage of this gap, leaned on the formation, and seized the time to take a deep breath.

The people in the formation were just a little confused at the moment when Yang Qingfeng disappeared, and then under the influence of the formation's own phantom array, they didn't notice anything unusual, so they had the current situation.

It hurts, it hurts all over the body.

Wounds all over the body were bleeding constantly, and some small wounds were already scarred.

After stopping, he really didn't want to move anymore now.

The men looked at each other a few times and struck again.

Ouyang Hongyan raised his hand steadily, and with his movements, the wounds on his body were torn again.

The pain distorted his face, and he felt like he was going crazy if he didn't vent it.

And now the best way to vent is to scream.

"Ah!!h

Bang Dong –

Ping Pong –

Ouyang Hongyan could feel that without the support of the elixir, the aura in his dantian was rapidly disappearing.

If he continues like this, within a minute, he will not be able to cope with the situation in front of him.

"Big brother, what the hell is going on! Please come out quickly, don't play with me!"

Poof-

He was stabbed again in his left hand and quickly stepped back.

Those people were unforgiving, and more than a dozen weapons of all kinds stabbed at him.