"Don't spare me from dying?" Yang Jiong couldn't help but laugh. Although the six Yuanying monks were in front of him, he had the victory in his hands and had no fear in his heart.

Of course, his original intention was to defeat the six people, take a few Qiankun bags, and look for the 10,000-year dragon fruit. At this time, seeing that the six people were not good, their eyes swirled on Wei Wei, and they secretly had murderous intentions.

There were many ways for him to defeat or injure six people, but he couldn't kill six Yuanying monks at once. Yuanying Monk was bent on escaping, and he didn't have several times the strength to surround him, so he basically couldn't keep him, not to mention that the other party was six people, and Zhao Weiwei around him also needed him to take care of him.

The Yuan Infant Law Enforcement Priest sacrificed the flying sword, and the other five people all sacrificed their magic weapons. Four swords, one whip and one hammer, five of them are the best magic weapons, only Du Wuwu's flying sword is the top grade.

Yang Jiong condensed his mana shield, protected Zhao Weiwei in it, and whispered: "Follow me closely, when someone attacks you, dig him up with a hoe." ”

Zhao Weiwei's face was slightly red, and she said nervously and excitedly: "Husband, the six of them are all in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Infant, have you been able to fight?"

"Since you have known me, when have you ever seen me lose a battle?" Yang Jiong said unashamedly.

Zhao Weiwei said: "The husband has suffered more defeats, not to mention the close, the fallen forest, Xiahou Ming...... The husband was defeated that time, and he ended up like this. His eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Jiong slapped her on the ass fiercely and shouted, "That's a pair of fifteen, it's okay, now there are only six of them, see how I clean them up." ”

When the two flirted and scolded, Zhao Weiwei's love for Yang Jiong was strong and obvious. The hearts of the six onlookers were seriously unbalanced, and a wave of resentment rushed to the sky. It seemed that the six magic weapons avoided Zhao Weiwei and attacked Yang Jiong.

Yang Jiong roared lightly and sacrificed a high-grade flying sword to block the attacking magic weapon. When he retracted the flying sword, it was already densely covered with gaps, and it would be shattered if he blocked another wave of attacks.

Du Wuwu said secretly: "He has a spirit weapon extremely flying sword, and he will destroy my best magic weapon with a single look." Now that he is one against six, he is obviously at a disadvantage, why don't he use spiritual weapons?"

Attacks between monks, as long as the mana is inexhaustible, the attack will be like a storm. In a few breaths, Yang Jiong lost a top-grade magic weapon. His hands flashed, and a superb magic weapon appeared in each of them, which was able to block the attacks of the six people.

"Refreshing, really refreshing!" Yang Jiong shouted arrogantly. He snatched a few Yuanying monks' Qiankun bags, and there were several top-grade magic weapons and top-grade magic weapons. He does not sacrifice these magic weapons, but takes them in his hands, or drives them with mana, and replaces them as soon as they are broken. In a short period of time, he really resisted the attack of six people.

The majestic mana, super divine thoughts, and the "Ten Thousand Phases Floating Life Sutra" that surpassed the cultivation realm gave him the ability to rival several people of the same level in the middle of the Yuan Infant. Of course, without the need to produce mid-grade spirit weapons and soul suppression seals, he could not persist for such a long time, and defeat was inevitable.

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the six people attacked in a cycle, intending to consume Yang Jiong's mana. When his mana is exhausted, he will be a tiger without claws, and he will be slaughtered by six people.

The shield could not withstand the bombardment of the mana of the six infant monks, and it shattered and opened, opened and shattered. Yang Jiong is one against six, except for being beaten, he has almost no power to fight back, and it is not a way to go on like this in the long run.

His refining body has not reached the peak of the magic body, and he can't carry the best magic weapon to slash and kill. After a few breaths, he was dripping with blood. If it weren't for the strong self-healing power of his body, the wound would have healed visibly with the naked eye. At this time, he had lost his combat power and was defeated.

Zhao Weiwei was anxious, and opened her arms to protect Yang Jiong's side, trying to use her body to block the attacking flying sword. She completely forgot that she had a spiritual weapon hoe, so why should she use her body to block it.

Besieging the six people, how could they hurt Zhao Weiwei, the place protected by her body, the flying sword spared the way. A Yuanying law enforcement officer was jealous in his heart, and rushed forward and said: "What are you doing to protect this waste? You have followed my old man, and the future is immeasurable, under one person, above ten thousand people, wouldn't it be too fast." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Weiwei, but saw Yang Jiong suddenly raise his head and smile, and greeted him with a palm.

Yang Jiong waited for this opportunity for a long time, and he gave up the spirit weapon without using it, because he didn't want to scare the six people away. He used mana and magic weapons to attack the six people, and his body was scarred, one was to test his combat strength, and the other was to attract the opponent close. Otherwise, the opponent was afraid of his spiritual weapon, and he just attacked from a distance, or fled, and Yang Jiong would be helpless.

Someone took the lead, and another law enforcement officer also rushed forward and said: "Fourth brother Mao, my second brother hasn't spoken yet, why did you come out?"

Several of them are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and they have read countless people, and they can see at a glance that Zhao Weiwei has not lost her yuanyin, and she is still a beginner. is such a beauty, once Lao Mao succeeds, how can he have the face to snatch it. Now that the fate of the beauty is undecided, everyone has a chance, he likes women, so he is naturally reluctant to miss it.

As soon as he rushed to Yang Jiong's side, he saw Lao Hao retreating backwards. Lao Mao's footsteps are vain, and his eyes are no longer in focus.

The law enforcement was shocked, and he held Lao Hao and shouted, "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?" Lao Hao didn't respond, Yang Jiong took a step forward and slammed his palm.

The law enforcement subconsciously raised his palm to blast over, and then leaned back with Lao Mao, falling from the air, and the ground was smashed into a shed of dust. Six people went to two, and Yang Jiong's pressure was greatly reduced.

The sudden shock made the remaining four people lose color, and their thoughts swept over, and the two people on the ground were full of life and obviously alive. But no matter how they called, the two did not respond.

The leading Yuan Ying law enforcement officer asked, "Who are you, what did you do to them?" He and Du Wuwu attacked and motioned for a law enforcement officer to check on the two on the ground.

"The two elder brothers' Yuan Babies are gone!" The law enforcement officer looked up with a pale face, and his teeth chattered as he spoke. A look at the face will make the other party's Yuan Ying become a blank, and anyone will be scared half to death.

The soul seal has been baptized by heavenly thunder, and its power has really increased greatly, and with a random blast of the seal, it can wipe out a Yuanying monk. Yang Jiong liked it, but he also sighed secretly, the strength of the Soul Suppression Seal was strong, and the demand for divine thoughts increased accordingly.

With the current situation, he can still make two more marks. If you do it with all your might for the purpose of breaking the baby, you are afraid that if you blow out two seals, your divine thoughts will be stretched.

The three besieging people shook and jumped backwards like electricity. The situation was so unbelievable that they retreated dozens of feet in an instant.

With this free time, Yang Jiong patted the blood spots on his clothes and said to the four people: "Why don't you attack? Yes, you have attacked me for so long, I think I am tired, and it is time to rest." Since you don't attack, it's time for me to attack. ”

With a flash in his hand, a hoe appeared, and an inconspicuous cyan sword swam above his head. He stretched out his hand, and the sword and hoe struck the two law enforcement officers separately, and his body surged towards the other law enforcement officer. Zhao Weiwei snorted, and also took out a hoe and threw it at Du Wuwu.

The long sword was approaching, and the leading law enforcement suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He is the most skilled and knowledgeable of the five Yuan Ying law enforcement officers. At the last moment, he commanded the best magic weapon to meet the long sword, and then he didn't want to flash into the distance.

His best magic weapon shattered in response, and the long sword continued to chase after him like the wind. The lead law enforcement screamed hoarsely, turned around and fled.

"It's a pity that the mid-grade spirit weapon raid didn't kill him. ”

Yang Jiong glanced back at the Yuanying Monk who fell to the ground, and asked puzzledly: "You still dare to slap me when you know that it is dangerous to touch my limbs, why are you so stupid?"

Of course, no one could answer him.

"Big brother, wait for me. The last law enforcer learned from the boss's method and gave up his magic weapon and fled.

Du Wuwu was heartbroken, broke off the battle circle and fled backwards. Although Zhao Weiwei has a spiritual weapon, she is limited by mana and cultivation, and she is far from being his opponent. He had a good chance to defeat Zhao Weiwei or kill her. But he had a vague idea that the result would be that he would lose his bones.

At this time, Yang Jiong killed three people, and the last two law enforcers fled without intention. He suddenly remembered that when he captured Zhao Weiwei as a threat, Yang Jiong's flying sword and spirit hoe had already attacked.

Yuan Ying Law Enforcement and Du Wuwu fled at the same time, and Yang Jiong couldn't leave the two of them at the same time, so he had to choose one or the other. The purpose of his trip is to catch Du Wuwu, and naturally he will not give up his master.

The flying sword was like electricity, and it cooperated seamlessly with the spirit hoe, and in a few strokes, Du Wuwu was forced into a desperate situation.

The hall master Du, who was once fierce and looked down on the world, was pitiful, and looked at Yang Jiong and the others who were approaching with teary eyes. Yang Jiong's eyes widened, he panicked, and knelt on the ground, hanging his hands like lambs to the slaughter.

The backbone of the monk stands up to the sky, and once it is broken, most of them can no longer support it after a collapse. The monks of the Western Martyrdom, from the Yuan Infant Period to the Qi Cultivation Period, have a typical common disease, like to bully the weak, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

Of course, this has to do with their living environment, the high pressure of force from several oracles. The Divine Envoy is the supreme ruler who governs the continent and generally does not interfere in the affairs of the Cultivation Realm.

Ye Kai combined the mainland sect as the top of the gods, and it was a good thing to form a single family, but he also liked to fight between altars and halls, and it was not forbidden to bully small incidents with big ones. In the long run, the upward and downward effects have formed the unique style of the Western Monks.

Whether Du Wuwu is dead or alive is all in Yang Jiong's thoughts, and he suddenly remembered that when Yang Jiong first met him, he heard the news of the dragon fruit falling in ten thousand years. The dragon fruit is a treasure among the spirit fruits, and the dragon fruit of 10,000 years is even more difficult to find. But the effect of the spirit fruit on the Yuanying monk is not very good, what does the couple have to do to find the dragon fruit of ten thousand years?

"Yes, this man is very ugly, but his daughter-in-law is as beautiful as a fairy, and it must be for his wife to improve her cultivation." I was rude to his wife, what should I do today?"

Yang Jiong's eyes swept over the Qiankun bag on his waist, and Du Wuwu obediently took the Qiankun bag and handed it over: "Senior, I offended a lot last time, and I hope that you will not remember the villain and forgive the rude behavior of the juniors." Now I dedicate all my wealth to my seniors, hoping that my seniors will forgive the sins of the younger generations. ”