Now that the five Xuanyin Eighth Order disciples had already left, Yeyang didn't need to suppress his strength as much as before.

Although the ninth and eighth orders of Xuanyin are only the distance of the first-order cultivation, but just such a little distance, it can also make Yeyang let go of some power, and there is no need to worry that he will kill these people everywhere, just standing in the air, those Yeyang who are looking directly at the night sun also have a look of war.

But for some reason, the night sun never started attacking them, and they didn't have the slightest intention of attacking them.

The monks outside the ring space also quickly understood what those senior brothers in the door meant, and they just added that admiration to them from the bottom of their hearts, but those Xuanyin eighth-order monks who were forced out of the ring space by Yeyang didn't feel that they were great at all.

On the contrary, they even wanted to break into the ring space again and tell their personal experience to those fellow disciples.

And just as those Xuanyin eighth-order cultivators knew, the reason why Yeyang was able to kill those Yunhai Sect disciples of the same class in seconds when he was suppressing his own cultivation was because Yeyang only used the terrifying rule power of that half-step Taixuan against them alone when he suddenly approached in front of and behind those monks.

Therefore, it also created a picture that they were frightened by the momentum of the night sun, so they couldn't react, and they couldn't dodge or even block.

But at this moment, those Xuanyin Ninth Order, who were like the best among the disciples of the lineage, felt that Yeyang's previous battles, even the most powerful geniuses would be exhausted, and Yeyang's calmness at the moment was just to scare them.

"Don't worry, just recover your strength. ”

Smiling, the man with a long stick who had previously explained the rules in the ring space to Yeyang, explained to Yeyang why they didn't make a move at the moment.

And after hearing his words, Yeyang didn't hesitate at all, he just sat down cross-legged in the air, and then closed his eyes and recovered the aura that actually didn't consume much, but while recovering his aura, Yeyang never really entered the meditation.

With the picture of the man with the stick on his back suddenly testing him before, Yeyang no longer felt that the elders of the Yunhai Sect were not only interested in the cultivation talent of those disciples, but also their character.

"You don't have to speak, do you think you can give him a good impression with your previous temptation?

A woman from Allure, who was at the peak of the ninth order, dressed in cyan clothes and wearing a scimitar at her waist, glanced at the man with a stick on her back, and then said to her angrily.

But no matter how harsh or sarcastic her words were, the man with the stick scratched the back of his head, revealing a somewhat embarrassed face, trying to calm the woman's breath.

"Clearly, what the senior sister said is very true, the junior brother will get rid of this bad habit. ”

Nodding his head, he was as humble as a miscellaneous disciple seeing that inner disciple.

The appearance of this scene made the disciples of the Yunhai Sect who were in the square sigh and shake their heads, or show the expressions and eyes of the man who was a little disgusted by the man with a stick on his back.

"Okay, okay, not only have I heard this sentence too many times, but even the senior brothers have heard it too many times, so you don't have to pretend like this anymore, it's easy to provoke other junior brothers and sisters to laugh, don't when they do one thing to you openly and secretly, you are like a baby, come to me to cry. ”

And then some words with that sarcasm or more serious bottom-copying character came out, and they also fell into the night sun or the children of others in the square, but no matter how the woman ridiculed and copied the bottom, and even smeared, the man still laughed, grabbing the back of his head like a fool.

Seeing that he still reacted like this, the woman had no choice but to snort coldly, and looked at Yeyang, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, and did curse the man with a stick in her heart:

"Fool, stinky fool, you just won't be angry, how can you have real prestige in front of your junior brothers and sisters like this..."

After the woman stopped talking, and the man with the stick on his back put away his shy smirk like a fool, Yeyang, who had only rested for less than half an hour, slowly opened his eyes.

Directly towards the seven disciples in front of him, he stole his gaze, and beside him, little by little the mist gradually dispersed, until it covered the sky in a radius of thousands of miles, and then he stopped.

And because of the fog, the people in the outer square could no longer see the people fighting in the ring space.

Suddenly, a slight noise of dissatisfaction but not daring to shout loudly sounded in the center of the square, but not long after the noise sounded, the monks in the square fell silent as the objects of the battle above the sky suddenly burst open.

Except for those Xuanyin Eighth-Order Cultivators who were able to hold out for a while in Yeyang's hands, the rest of the people were directly blasted out of the square by the twelve elders who had a strange temper and were the oldest and oldest among the twelve elders in terms of age and qualifications, and gave them a military order, and after five hundred years, they did not see any growth, so they must be allowed to try the elder's strength.

The military order fell, and all the monks below the eighth order who had been in the square for a long time were also directly scattered.

Leaving those eighth-order monks, and then giving a different kind of lecture, or trying to get out of their mouths the strangeness of the night sun, after all, it was just watching the battle from the outside world, and the things that could be reflected in the picture were too few and too few, and even the cultivation breath of the night sun, or the actual power of the martial arts, they could only guess from the magnificence of the picture, and they could not really feel the changes in the night sun's martial arts.

But at the same time that they were understanding Yeyang through some of the descriptions confided by those eighth-order monks, Yeyang, who had always felt that something was wrong due to the disappearance of the thing watching the battle, finally used other martial arts, instead of just blindly using the two moves of Night Shadow, Cold Current, and Frost Domain.

"Now that no one is spying on us anymore, then I can have some fun with you, and don't worry, I'll be careful to control myself so as not to accidentally kill you... You guys!"

In the sea of fog that was deliberately released to block the surveillance, Yeyang chuckled and glanced towards his four men and three women who were looking through the sea of fog...