Stepping on the Caoyang Sword, Ye Feng instantly crossed the main peak of the Sword Gate and came to the sky above the mountain behind the Sword Gate. As soon as he entered the sky above the Sword Gate, Ye Feng hurriedly closed his eyes and spread out his divine sense, spreading out in all directions, looking for the trace of the little girl Yang Shiyu.

Now that Ye Feng's cultivation is already in the infancy stage of the Three Refining Yuan, his divine sense is naturally a lot stronger. In just a few tens of seconds, Ye Feng's divine sense wrapped the entire mountain behind the Sword Gate.

"Found it!" Ye Feng was sure in his heart, he had already found Yang Shiyu's location. However, in the next second, Ye Feng's face became gloomy. Because in his perception, Yang Shiyu still had several Sword Sect disciples around her in the middle, as if they were protecting her. In addition, there were dozens of other disciples of the Three Sects besieging them, and there were constantly Sword Sect disciples dying, and in just a few breaths, Ye Feng sensed that two Sword Sect disciples had been beheaded!

Retracting his senses, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were full of violent killing intent. In the past few years in Jianmen, Ye Feng has sincerely regarded the little girl as his sister. After experiencing the tragedy of the Mo clan, it can be said that the reverse scales on Ye Feng's body are only the little girl who is truly recognized by him.

The dragon has reverse scales, and it will be angry if you touch it!

Ye Feng stared at the position where Yang Shiyu was, letting the surging murderous aura on his body set him off like a demon cultivator. Then, Ye Feng shook his body and was about to rush towards that side.

However, just as Night Blade was about to rush out, a sharp finger appeared from the left side of Night Front, extremely fast, and stabbed directly at Night Front.

Although Ye Feng was anxious, he did not lose his bearings. He stopped rushing out, stepped back, pointed his left hand at the finger, and snapped softly.

The Nine Shadows Ice Flame rushed directly from the tip of Ye Feng's left finger, instantly burning this finger into nothingness.

After easily dissolving this finger, Ye Feng turned his head sideways, and coldly looked at the middle-aged man wearing the Dao robe of the Qi Spirit Sect who was also in the infancy of the Three Refining Yuan who had stepped into the air from the dense forest on his left, and said nothing.

"Oh, I just didn't bother to chase down those old guys from Jianmen, and I stayed in the dense forest here on a whim, but I didn't expect to really block a big fish. The middle-aged man of the Qi Spirit Sect stroked his palms and laughed, looking at Ye Feng, there was a trace of heat in his eyes. He said, "You should be the little guy with the Heavenly Tribulation God Eye that the sect master wanted back then." I didn't expect you to be able to have such a cultivation in such a short period of time, so you must have gotten some kind of opportunity. Well, God has the virtue of a good life, and I don't embarrass you, dedicate your creation and your Heavenly Tribulation Divine Eye to me, and then cultivate it at your own expense, I can still spare your life. ”

The middle-aged man said this, with a smile on his face, and he couldn't see any murderous aura. But his eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a dead man. Obviously, what he said just now was just to make fun of Ye Feng.

"Get out of here! I don't have time to deal with you!" Ye Feng roared, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to bypass the middle-aged man and rush to Yang Shiyu's side.

"The little guy doesn't have a very good temper, what do you want to do in such a hurry?" The middle-aged man was not angry at all, he opened his mouth slowly and flicked his fingers, and another finger shot towards the night front. Then, the middle-aged man patted his waist, and a palm-sized bronze mirror appeared, the mirror was dark yellow, and a cold light appeared from the mirror, which also stabbed Ye Feng.

"Are you going to save that little girl from the Sword Sect who passed not long ago? Well, that little girl is a beautiful embryo, if you bring it back to my Qi Spirit Sect and train it for a few years, it will also be a good furnace ding." While attacking Ye Feng, the middle-aged man was not idle, constantly sarcastic, trying to disrupt Ye Feng's state of mind.

"You're looking for death!" Ye Feng roared, grabbing the Fayang Sword and slashing at the fingers and cold light that shot at him, directly casting the killing style.

The sword appeared, as if it were devastating, and it instantly shattered the finger and the cold light. Then, Ye Feng rushed directly towards the middle-aged man, pinching the sword technique in his hand, and then the second and fifth killing styles were cast one after another, slashing towards the middle-aged man.

"Give me death!"

The middle-aged man's words really angered Ye Feng, making Ye Feng have such a great killing intent towards a person for the first time.

"It's a little guy who can't hold his breath so quickly. ”

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, a little bronze mirror. Suddenly, the bronze mirror continued to grow, and in the blink of an eye, it became even bigger than the middle-aged man, hanging directly in front of the middle-aged man, like a giant door blocking the middle-aged man tightly. At the same time, the surface of the bronze mirror also changed, becoming deeper, and there was chaos inside, as if it was connected to another world.

Brush!

The five sword rays attacked together, and instantly fused into a sword ray, slashing at the bronze mirror in front of the middle-aged man with amazing power. After that, Ye Feng pinched his hands and cast a flaming palm, and even slapped it in front of him. Suddenly, a pale blue palm print with a size of three meters and completely composed of nine ice flames appeared, following the sword and blasting towards the middle-aged man.

However, unexpectedly, whether it is a sword or a palm print, when it comes into contact with this bronze mirror, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappears silently in an instant. The deep mirror is just a ripple!

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's pupils shrank, stopped his figure, and he was about to retreat.

At this time, the middle-aged man laughed and said loudly: "Do you want to back off now?

After that, the middle-aged man's hands pinched like butterflies wearing flowers, and shouted: "Ancient mirror Na Tiandi, disease!"

Suddenly, a strong suction force appeared from the deep mirror, as if countless invisible big hands were on Ye Feng's body, and they were actually planning to drag Ye Feng directly into the bronze mirror!

Ye Feng's face remained unchanged, and with a wave of the Caoyang Sword, an arm-thick Tyranny Desolate Thunder suddenly appeared from the air, instantly slashing on the bronze mirror.

However, I don't know what this bronze mirror is made of, and the thunder of the Tyrant Desolation thunder slammed on it, and only a wisp of green smoke came out, which did not play any role in the suction force.

In the next moment, the suction force coming from the bronze mirror was even stronger, and Ye Feng was too close to the bronze mirror, and he didn't have time to react for a while, and was instantly pulled into the copper mirror!

After pulling Ye Feng into the bronze mirror, the middle-aged man sneered, raised his hand to re-reduce the bronze mirror to the size of a palm, shook it a few times, and then said to himself: "I don't think I can do it, the power of my bronze mirror doesn't even dare to forcibly resist the Five Refining Yuan Infant Cultivators, how can you resist a small Three Refining Yuan Infancy? ”

"Killing Heaven Sword Dao, Killing Heaven One Style!

Suddenly, the voice of Ye Feng came from the bronze mirror, and then, an extremely powerful sword slashed out from the bronze mirror and rushed directly into the sky!

This sword appeared too suddenly, the middle-aged man didn't have time to react, and a large piece of flesh was cut off in front of his forehead in an instant, and the blood flowed for a long time, and Bai Sensen's frontal bones were exposed!

"Damn! Did this guy have any reservations just now?!" The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he didn't care about the injury on his forehead, so he hurriedly raised the bronze mirror and was about to enter the spiritual power to suppress Ye Feng.

Crackle, crackle!

However, before the middle-aged man could enter the aura, there was a crisp cracking sound from the surface of the bronze mirror, and a crack broke open on the mirror in an instant!

In the next second, the cracks became more and more, and a few breaths filled the entire bronze mirror.

Boom!

Then, the bronze mirror exploded directly, and the mirror shattered, turning into countless fragments and flying out in all directions. Then, Nightblade's figure reappeared. This spiritual treasure was forcibly destroyed by Ye Feng!

At the moment of appearance, Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and he rushed directly towards the middle-aged man, and the Caoyang Sword in his hand slashed out from the bottom up, and a black sword appeared, slashing towards the middle-aged man.

"Killing the sky!"

Ye Feng shouted and shouted, "Cut!"

The black sword slashed and directly cut the middle-aged man in half from his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen.

At this time, Ye Feng was already in front of the middle-aged man, and directly pierced the middle-aged man's head with a sword. The robbery desolate thunder exploded in the middle-aged man's body, directly causing the middle-aged man's head to explode like a ripe watermelon.

"Boy, you wait for me! The Qi Spirit Sect won't let you go!"

At this time, a small person rushed out of the dantian of the middle-aged man's body, and his body shook and was about to flee into the distance, this villain was the middle-aged man's yuanying.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, stabbed out with one finger, and the sky-killing sword qi shot out, and the last shot came first, directly piercing the middle-aged man's Yuan Ying and smashing him!

After doing all this, Ye Feng took a few quick breaths, and hurriedly rushed towards Yang Shiyu's side.

In just a few seconds, Ye Feng came to the area where Yang Shiyu was. He rushed down directly, and the Caoyang Sword swept away, instantly killing the three sect cultivators who were besieging Yang Shiyu and the disciples of the Sword Sect who were protecting her.

In the sky-rushing blood that rushed out of the headless corpses of the three sect monks, Ye Feng came to Yang Shiyu's side, half-squatted down and hugged her slightly trembling body in his arms. Feeling the clothes in front of his chest being grasped, Ye Feng's eyes softened, and the sky-high killing intent on his body disappeared.

In the ear of the little girl Yang Shiyu, Ye Feng said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”