Yan Xingyuan's palm can be described as steady and ruthless, but there is no lack of calmness in the anger, all the yuan power of the body is condensed in his palm, aiming at that Zhao Wugong is palm slapp, the powerful momentum makes that Zhao Wugong is a dignified, and hurriedly put the gun horizontally, flew backwards, and did not dare to shake Yan Xingyuan.

However, Yan Xingyuan's body flickered, his direction turned, and he slapped his palm towards the two silver-armored monks who were holding his younger brother, and the momentum was even greater than when he slapped at Zhao Wugong before, and even caused the sound of wind and thunder in the air!

In an instant, before the two silver-armored sergeants could react, Yan Xingyuan deceived the two silver-armored sergeants into approaching, and with a palm, the sound of wind and thunder instantly condensed, and the purple light flashed, and the two silver-armored sergeants spat blood from their mouths, flying backwards like a broken kite, and the silver armor on their bodies was already shattered, and they couldn't withstand Yan Xingyuan's palm!

Immediately afterwards, Yan Xingyuan did not stop at all, directly picked up the unconscious Yan Xingshi, turned into a gust of wind, returned to Huang Sui and the others, put Yan Xingshi down gently, and then shouted Yan Xingshi's name a little anxiously, and at the same time stretched out a hand and pressed it on Yan Xingshi's aura, instilling a trace of cool Yuan Power into it, so that Yan Xingshi gradually recovered.

However, as soon as Yan Xingshi woke up, he groaned in pain, and after feeling someone beside him, he grabbed Yan Xingyuan's sleeve violently, and after a little silence, a trace of anger appeared on his face, but his eyes were no longer open, but blood and tears flowed outward!

"Big brother...... My star stone was taken away by them, and even my eyes were gouged out by them, big brother, I hate it so much!"

Yan Xingshi's voice was hoarse, his body trembled slightly because of excitement, he grabbed Yan Xingyuan's sleeve tightly, and began to cough violently after saying a word or two, and fainted after a while.

Jiang Hao, Huang Sui, and Xuan Cong were all a little silent, Huang Sui and Jiang Hao all showed a trace of sadness and anger in their eyes, and Xuan Cong looked at Yan Xingshi's miserable situation with some disbelief, and then looked at Zhao Wugong not far away, as if he couldn't believe it, why would this Tianjiao of Zhaotian City do such a cruel thing comparable to demon cultivation!

"Zhao Wugong ......"

Hearing this, Yan Xingyuan didn't have any expression on his face, just gently put Yan Xingshi on the ground, and at the same time took out a piece of snow spirit crystal and put it in Yan Xingshi's hand to prevent him from being burned by the high temperature of the desert, and then slowly stood up, a pair of eyes as deep as the purple starry sky stared at Zhao Wugong, and took a step gently, instantly killing intent like a knife, filling the sky.

"Hey, tell the master to do something, if you put on a dead face again, I won't be afraid!"

Zhao Wugong didn't pay attention to the two silver-armored guards who were injured by Yan Xingyuan, but looked at Yan Xingyuan with an interested look and said with a smile: "Your brother, the black and purple stone in your hand seems to be a great secret treasure, so it was taken away by my third brother, and I am studying it with that Ice Saint Sect fellow...... As for his eyes, then you can only blame your brother himself, who made him yell and scream, I thought at the time, out of sight and out of mind, didn't he take off his eyes? Hehe, sure enough, this kid really didn't make a sound!"

Seeing that Zhao Wugong did not have any repentant expression, but a look of indifference, Yan Xingyuan's eyes became even more cold, the killing intent was almost condensed into substance, and there was a strange purple in his eyes, and a little bit of stars lit up among them, like a purple starry sky restrained.

In the air, a crackling sound suddenly sounded, as if it was attracted by Yan Xingyuan's Yuan Force!

"Hmph...... Yan Xingyuan, I originally thought that you were still smarter, I thought that you would accept it when you saw it, and you would retreat if you snatched back your brother, but you didn't have any such intentions, it seems that you really want the world-famous 'Yan Clan's Two Little Saints' to be defeated in my hands, adding a legend to me!"

The smile on Zhao Wugong's face faded, replaced by a cold killing intent, and that trace of disdain, and with a dance of the spear, he aimed the tip of the spear at Yan Xingyuan.

"People like you are worthy to be called righteous!"

At this time, Yan Xingyuan could be said to have fallen into a rage, and before Zhao Wugong's words fell, he rolled up a whirlwind, and streamers appeared in his palm, setting off a violent Yuan Force and killing Zhao Wugong.

"Actually do it to Zhao Qigongzi, dare you!"

And there are also some big masters behind Zhao Wugong, who immediately let out a loud shout, and his body shook and rushed out from both sides of Zhao Wugong, just to protect Zhao Wugong!

"Senior Brother Huang, we ......"

Seeing that the situation was critical, Jiang Hao suddenly looked at Huang Sui a little anxiously, but before Huang Sui could react, he heard Yan Xingyuan shouting from afar, his voice was very cold and hard, without the slightest hint of respect for Huang Sui before!

"Huang Sui, you have to remember that the life debt you owe to the senior brothers of Xueling Mountain, Elder Xu Yuan, and the cause and effect you have on your back, are not something that your ancestors can pay off!"

"Hoo ......"

Hearing this, Huang Sui was stunned, but then closed his eyes, shook his head, and exhaled a long breath.

But when he opened his eyes, the momentum of the whole person changed, becoming extremely powerful, and there was a brutal aura shrouded in his body, as if the fire phoenix in the ancient wilderness woke up, accompanied by a loud phoenix roar, an irresistible coercion instantly enveloped this area, and at the same time, Huang Sui waved his hands, on both sides of Zhao Wugong and Yan Xingshi, two rows of fire walls suddenly rose, completely blocking those monks, and because of Huang Sui's coercion, those monks' bodies were also stagnant, and they all looked at Huang Sui, their eyes were full of fear, and of course, some people's eyes were full of killing intent。

"Let the two of them compete on their own, be fair, or I won't mind dealing with you first!"

At this time, Huang Sui had already turned into a huge fire phoenix, and the breath was full of red golden divine fire, and the extremely high temperature melted a piece of yellow sand under his body into molten slurry, which directly shocked the dozens of monks, and no one wanted to be a bird and give his own life for Zhao Wugong.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

And when Huang Sui did all this, Yan Xingyuan had already collided with that Zhao Wugong, and suddenly a purple mist of starlight flickered throughout, enveloping that area, and there was a rapid and dull roar from time to time, but people didn't dare to go in and disturb it, and they didn't know who had the upper hand inside.

"We ...... Do you want to help ......?"

Seeing that in an instant, this place had turned into a battlefield, Xuan Cong glanced at Yan Xingshi lying on the ground, and asked Jiang Hao a little confused, and when Jiang Hao heard this, he also glanced at Yan Xingshi who was unconscious, and sighed.

"In this case, how can we stay out of the matter, if we don't make a move now, it doesn't mean that we won't make a move later, if Yan Xingyuan defeats that Zhao Wugong, it's okay to say, if we can't defeat ......"

However, as if in response to Jiang Hao's words, a golden light flashed out of the starlight purple mist that enveloped Yan Xingyuan and Zhao Wugong.

As if causing a chain reaction, the golden light penetrated the mist one after another, until the last golden gun passed through the mist, a dull sound sounded, and Zhao Wugong, who was dressed in golden armor, suddenly got out of the mist, with a crazy smile on his face, almost instantly deceived Xuan Cong and Jiang Hao, glanced at Xuan Cong, and raised his head and laughed.

"Haha, I just thought you were familiar, take a closer look, isn't this Xuan Cong of Black Prison City?

Zhao Wugong didn't even look at Jiang Hao, it seemed that this monk in the early stage of the Spirit Mirror was not even as good as dung in his eyes. He just looked at Xuan Cong, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and with a smile, the body of the gun turned and stabbed at Xuan Cong.

"It seems that if I catch you here and send you to the Ice Saint Sect, then the Daoist friends of the Ice Saint Sect may not necessarily send me any creation!"

Xuan Cong's pupils shrank suddenly, and it was only a moment for Zhao Wugong to bully him into front of him, and now he didn't agree with him, so he shot directly, he could only hurriedly turn into a black light shield to deal with it, but how could he be the opponent of Zhao Wugong at the peak of the spirit mirror in the middle of the spirit mirror? Just in an instant, his black light shield was shattered by the golden spear, and the whole person was even more knocked out by the powerful impact, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground and coughed violently.

"Oops!"

At this time, the purple mist had just dissipated, and Yan Xingyuan staggered on the ground, with a hideous blood hole on his body that was translucent from front to back, and he was injured by Zhao Wugong's golden spear, and he didn't have any support now, so he could only secretly scream that it was bad.

And Huang Sui, at this time, was entangled by three great masters at the peak of the realm, and could only look at Xuan Cong anxiously.

"No one will save you, in order to prevent you from escaping, first abolish your aura!"

Zhao Wugong smiled fiercely, and with a flicker, he stood in front of Xuan Cong with a golden spear, and when he lifted the spear high, he stabbed it towards Xuan Cong's lower abdomen.

"Sometimes, it really makes people wonder which side of some scum who claim to be righteous people is more like the evil way or those demon cultivators who have not done anything harmful. ”

However, a faint voice sounded in Zhao Wugong's ears, making him slightly stunned, and the movements in his hands had to stop.

He looked at his spear with some surprise, and saw a black and gray long sword lying under his spear, and the tip of his spear was against the blade of the sword, but he couldn't go down a bit!

"You ......"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw Jiang Hao with an expressionless face along the body of the sword, for some reason, there was an aura on Jiang Hao's body, an aura full of rage and destruction, which made him very jealous, but he forgot his previous purpose.

"Sword cultivation, Jiang Hao!"

Jiang Hao said lightly, the long sword shook, a gray aura flashed, and only a crisp sound was heard, and a crack appeared on Zhao Wugong's proud golden spear!