Bang!

The signal flare was detonated, and a violent roar resounded throughout Dayang Mountain, and the red fireworks were so conspicuous in the misty Dayang Mountain.

This signal flare can only be ignited when the disciples of the Great Yang Sect encounter a life-and-death crisis. In the collision just now, the thin boy had to accept the reality that he was not Lu Zifeng's opponent, so he ignited the signal flare at this time.

The thin young man looked at the backs of Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er hatefully, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, Lu Zifeng, your death time has come." ”

After this signal flare was ignited, the entire Dayang Mountain suddenly became roaring, and the noisy sound resounded throughout the entire Dayang Mountain, the figures flickered, and the disciples of the Dayang Sect rushed towards the foot of the Dayang Sect Mountain one after another.

Lu Zifeng took Xuan'er's little hand and walked towards the top of Dayang Mountain step by step. At the top of Dayang Mountain, there is the location of the Dayang Sect. Lu Zifeng's goal this time is obvious, that is, to turn the Great Yang Sect upside down and rescue his father.

When Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er walked to more than a hundred steps, those Dayang Sect disciples who had rushed down from the top of Dayang Mountain finally arrived, looking at Lu Zifeng with vigilant eyes, they didn't know Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er, so they didn't attack at the first time.

At this time, the thin young man who had been knocked to the ground by Lu Zifeng walked up, he pointed his finger at Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er, and said, "Senior brothers, he is Lu Zifeng, kill him quickly, the person who kills him can become the personal disciple of the elders." ”

Those disciples of the Great Yang Sect who had driven down, when they heard the words of the thin young man, their eyes suddenly became hot, as if those ferocious spirit beasts had seen their prey.

In the Great Yang Sect, the hierarchy of disciples is deep and strict, and they are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, and personal disciples. The status of the personal disciples is second only to the elders in the Great Yang Sect, and the outer disciples and inner disciples have to salute when they see the personal disciples. There is also the most important point, that is, the cultivation resources of the personal disciples are better than those of the outer disciples and the inner disciples, I don't know how many times.

Becoming a disciple of the personal lineage means that he will become a dragon and phoenix among people, and this temptation is like a human being who can't resist the temptation of food for these disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

"Brothers, come on!"

Among the disciples of the Great Yang Sect who were driven down from the top of Dayang Mountain, I don't know who started shouting first, and the next moment, these disciples of the Great Yang Sect were like mad dogs, and they all used their strongest martial arts to attack.

Lu Zifeng looked indifferently at these disciples of the Great Yang Sect who were carried away by the three words "personal disciples", among these disciples of the Great Yang Sect, their strength was not very strong, only the strength of the early and middle stages of the Lingwu Realm.

This bit of strength, in Lu Zifeng's eyes, is nothing at all.

The last moment, these disciples of the Great Yang Sect rushed up like mad dogs, and the next moment, these disciples of the Great Yang Sect were blasted upside down, blood spurted out of their mouths, and wails sounded continuously, and the thousand stone steps seemed to have become a Shura hell.

These disciples are all outer disciples of the Great Yang Sect, and their number is the largest in the Great Yang Sect, and there are hundreds of disciples of the Great Yang Sect who came this time. However, there was simply no room for so many people standing at the same time on the thousand stone steps, and only a dozen people were able to fight Lu Zifeng each time, and the rest could only watch from the side.

Every time Lu Zifeng swung out a spiritual power match, several disciples of the Great Yang Sect were knocked down the foot of the mountain. About a quarter of an hour later, hundreds of disciples of the Great Yang Sect were all mercilessly knocked down at the foot of the mountain by Lu Zifeng.

Although these disciples of the Great Yang Sect were knocked down at the foot of the mountain, none of them were worried about their lives.

This is still because Lu Zifeng did not do his best, if Lu Zifeng did his best, none of the disciples of the Great Yang Sect here would be able to live.

The first batch of disciples of the Great Yang Sect was blown away by Lu Zifeng, and without the obstruction of the disciples of the Great Yang Sect, Lu Zifeng took Xuan'er's little hand and continued to walk towards the Thousand Stone Steps.

Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er's pace is not slow, one step at a time, although the speed is slow, but one moment, the two will reach the top of Dayang Mountain.

Lu Zifeng knew in his heart that the first batch of disciples of the Great Yang Sect who drove down were only the outer disciples of the Great Yang Sect, and the inner disciples were the backbone of the Great Yang Sect.

On top of the inner disciples, there are also personal disciples. Although the number of personal disciples did not exceed ten, each of these personal disciples had strength comparable to Cheng Zhaolin, and it would be even more difficult to deal with when the time came.

Cheng Zhaolin's strength is in the middle of the Xuandan Realm, and the strength of those personal disciples must be above the Xuandan Realm, and it is obviously a little difficult for him to defeat these people.

However, no matter how difficult it is, these people cannot stop their progress. Whoever stands in his way, kills!

Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er continued to move forward, and every time they advanced a distance, three or two disciples of the Great Yang Sect rushed up desperately, and they were all solved by Lu Zifeng casually.

When Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er walked to more than two hundred steps, the second batch of disciples of the Great Yang Sect arrived. There were also hundreds of disciples of the second batch of Great Yang Sect, and the strength of these people was similar to that of the first batch of Great Yang Sect disciples.

So, after they rushed up frantically, it didn't take long for hundreds of Great Yang Sect disciples to be tragically knocked down to the foot of the mountain.

When Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er walked to more than five hundred steps, the third batch of Dayang Sect disciples hurriedly came, and after they saw Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er, they did not rush up at the first time, everyone stared at Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er vigilantly.

When they looked at themselves, Lu Zifeng's eyes were also on them, from these disciples of the Great Yang Sect, Lu Zifeng could feel that if there were fluctuations in their bodies, they were much stronger than the first and second batches of Great Yang Sect disciples, and each person's strength was at the end of the Lingwu Realm, presumably these disciples should be the inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

The third batch of disciples of the Great Yang Sect also had a lot of people, and there were also hundreds of them. The main reason why these inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect came so quickly was because the outer disciples couldn't stop Lu Zifeng's progress, so it was the turn of these inner disciples to come out.

There are hundreds of disciples of the inner sect of the Great Yang Sect, and each of them is not weak, and this time Lu Zifeng is afraid that he will not solve them so easily. If it is a solo fight, Lu Zifeng is not afraid of anyone, but as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Lu Zifeng is still a little tricky against hundreds of disciples of the Great Yang Sect at the end of the Lingwu Realm.

Lu Zifeng looked at the hundreds of disciples of the Great Yang Sect, and this time, the young man finally unsheathed the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife pinned to his waist.

A crisp knife groan sounded, this sword groan sounded like a signal to move, and the next moment, the more than a dozen disciples of the inner sect of the Great Yang Sect who were close to Lu Zifeng had long knives and long swords on their waists, and they all used their martial arts to attack Lu Zifeng.

Lu Zifeng held the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, and as the young man's body danced, one after another exquisite sword flowers were pulled out by the young man, resisting the fierce and fierce attacks of more than a dozen disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

Xuan'er, who had not made a move before, finally made a move at this moment, and the storage ring on the girl's finger flashed with a flash of light, and a thunder sword flashing with purple thunder appeared in the girl's hand, and the sword flowers were easily pulled out by the girl, knocking back those inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

The Thunder Sword in Xuan'er's hand was obviously not a mortal thing, and Lu Zifeng also divided some of his thoughts on Xuan'er when he was fighting with these inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect. When the young man saw the Thunder Sword in Xuan'er's hand, a trace of surprise flashed in Lu Zifeng's eyes.

After going out to practice for more than a year, Lu Zifeng suddenly found that he couldn't see through Xuan'er. Not to mention the Thunder Sword in Xuan'er's hand, how did Xuan'er get millions of Yang Spirit Stones, thus condensing the Nine-Star Xuandan. Lu Zifeng never found a chance to tell Xuan'er that this time after rescuing his father, he would have a good talk with Xuan'er.

The sound of the clanging of weapons kept ringing out, how could these inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect be able to stop Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er, who were using their full strength.

So, after Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er took some effort, two or three quarters of an hour passed, and hundreds of disciples of the Inner Sect of the Great Yang Sect could not escape the fate of being knocked down at the same time, and the price paid by Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er was to spend some physical strength and spiritual power.

Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er looked at each other and smiled, then put away the weapons in their hands and continued to climb the Thousand Stone Steps.

After Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er defeated hundreds of disciples of the inner sect of the Great Yang Sect, the thousand stone steps actually became quiet, and when the two of them walked to more than seven hundred steps, they did not meet the fourth batch of disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

Didn't the disciples of the Great Yang Sect dare not come to stop themselves?

Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er didn't know what was going on, and the two of them kept maintaining an unhurried speed, walking up step by step.

After the third batch of Great Yang Sect disciples were defeated by Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er, no more Great Yang Sect disciples came down to resist the two.

Without the obstruction of the disciples of the Great Yang Sect, Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er's speed remained unchanged, and they quickly reached the top of the Great Yang Sect.

The moment Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er reached the top of the Great Yang Sect, as far as Lu Zifeng could see, there were a large number of disciples of the Great Yang Sect around.

The spiritual power fluctuations emanating from these Great Yang Sect disciples are not weak, and each of them has the strength of the end of the Spirit Martial Realm. Obviously, these people were the inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

Looking at such a big battle, Lu Zifeng was not very surprised. These disciples of the Great Yang Sect may not have any grievances with him, but Lu Zifeng knows that his grievances with the Great Yang Sect are already endless, and the outer disciples and inner disciples of the Great Yang Sect can let them go, but Cheng Zhaolin, as well as those elders of the Great Yang Sect, will not let go of any of them.

Lu Zifeng held Xuan'er's little hand tightly, his body was as straight as the barrel of a gun, and he looked at the dense disciples of the Great Yang Sect.

Under Lu Zifeng's sharp gaze, thousands of disciples of the Great Yang Sect were so frightened that they unconsciously took a small step back, and none of them dared to make a rash move.

The young man's eyes are terrifying!