Wu Fei found Peng Yikun's strange place, thinking of the Junxiang goddess reminding him before, and suddenly thought that this magic sword was the key, and the footsteps did not stop at the moment, and the blue moonlight chased Peng Yikun to kill.

Peng Yikun flew upside down again, but as soon as Wu Fei's body landed, he chased him again, the blue moonlight was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, staring closely at Peng Yikun's heart, Peng Yikun knew that this blue moonlight had the ability to lag, and his body flashed twice in succession, but he was not hard connected.

Wu Fei is even more courageous, as long as Peng Yikun doesn't use the body technique of shattering shadow condensation, he can force this guy to be unable to command the demon army.

After three or four pursuits, Peng Yikun finally roared angrily and turned into a phantom and disappeared in place.

Wu Fei missed a blow, clairvoyance swept over, and saw Peng Yikun appear thirty steps behind him, his body turned around, and he stepped on the gossip step again, killing Peng Yikun's appearance.

Peng Yikun was a little annoyed, just now he had to cancel the order on the magic sword, and lost the dispatch of the fifty-person team, it seems that Wu Fei has realized the meaning of the magic sword and is going to make trouble with him.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will kill you first!"

Peng Yikun gritted his teeth, with a wave of his magic sword, a golden light came to his face, and at the same time, his body also rushed towards Wu Fei, just now he lost the opportunity and was beaten by Wu Fei, and now he wants to retaliate fiercely.

"Poof—"

The golden light with huge power hit the Panlong Shield, Wu Fei's body was shocked, and he took two or three steps back, he saw that the Panlong Shield was cut a deep crack, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked, if it was slashed a few more times by Peng Yikun's magic sword, this Panlong Shield would be scrapped.

In fact, although Wu Fei's coiled dragon shield has the ability to repair itself on a full moon night, it is not yet a top-grade magic weapon, the main reason is that this coiled dragon shield is used by cultivators below the Jiedan realm, and Wu Fei's cultivation has now reached the fourth layer, and it is a little stretched to use it.

Peng Yikun was extremely angry at the moment, he thought that he could torture Wu Fei well, but he didn't expect that this kid not only broke the prison of the high priest, but also had the ability to fight by himself, if he didn't kill him first, the good situation on the battlefield might be reversed.

"Boy, do you think that with such cultivation, you can fight against Ben Shao, go dream!"

The figure flashed, and Peng Yikun suddenly appeared beside Wu Fei, and the magic sword slashed down with a whistling golden light.

Wu Fei reacted extremely quickly, and as soon as Peng Yikun's figure disappeared, he used the blue moonlight to speed himself up, and at this time, his body flashed to the side, and he could avoid this blow.

Peng Yikun saw the weakness of the blue moonlight, and thought that he had found a way to attack, because the blue moonlight was short after all, which was not conducive to hand-to-hand combat, so he pressed Wu Fei closely, and the magic sword light chased like a wave.

But Wu Fei didn't dodge, he waved his hand, and a big black gold axe suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a swing of the big axe, a ray of light slashed towards the magic sword.

With a bang, the two rays of light collided, and in the splashing of sparks, the two of them were shocked, Wu Fei took two steps back, and Peng Yikun took four or five steps back.

Wu Fei was a little surprised, he looked at the Ugin big axe, only to see a big gap cut out of the heavy big axe, obviously the grade of Peng Yikun's magic sword was far above this Ugin big axe.

"Boy, it's impossible for your cultivation to defeat me!"

Peng Yikun shouted, his figure flashed, and suddenly appeared five steps behind Wu Fei, and the golden light flashed and a sword stabbed out.

Wu Fei's body turned, and the big axe of Ugin was flirted, and with a bang, he narrowly blocked this blow, and he didn't dare to slack off under his feet, and walked up the altar according to the gossip steps he came up with.

This time, Peng Yikun was a little crazy, his Tianmu bead couldn't see through Wu Fei's strange footwork.

Wu Fei's purpose is to entangle Peng Yikun, as long as he is entangled, his magic sword will not be able to command the demon army outside, and now the demon army outside is slightly messy.

On Qitian Peak, Yan Lingfeng had cold sweat on his forehead, if the big battle in front of him was lost, Yan Xiao Guo would not have any precautions, and the tragedy of sixty years ago would be staged again, you must know that this time Yan Zi was still bringing ten sixth-layer masters, thirty fifth-layer cultivators, and three thousand of Yanxiao's most elite cultivators to participate in the war, these more than 3,000 people are almost all the capital of Yanxiao Kingdom, if they are lost, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yan Qiuhan said: "Father, you see that the demon army's formation is a little chaotic, is it time to kill the last hole card?"

Yan Lingfeng said: "Do you know what the last hole card of the Demon Dao is?"

Yan Qiuhan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but now there is an opportunity below, if you don't seize it, you will definitely miss it!"

Yan Lingfeng nodded, before Yan Qiuhan reminded him that the demon army had an ambush, he still didn't believe it, but now he had to believe it, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then let's fight a decisive battle!" With a wave of his staff, a group of black-clothed men on Qitian Peak rode tall demon beasts and rushed down.

This is the real last commando team of Shinto, there are a total of 300 of them, all of them are composed of cultivators above the fourth level, and the leader of the team is an elder of the seventh level of cultivation.

This group of men and horses rushed into the encirclement of the demon army, and immediately tore a hole in the battlefield, and the beast cavalry of the demon army could not be blocked at all without command, and they passed through the formation.

Yan Lingfeng saw that the demon army did not change formation, his face was happy, his staff connected the dots, and several teams of Shinto soldiers gathered over, following the group of black-clothed men to kill in the middle.

Peng Yikun Tianmuzhu saw the changes in the battlefield, and just wanted to use the magic sword to mobilize the demon army to surround him, Wu Fei rushed up with a big axe to attack, his body flashed, and he shouted violently: "Boy, I have to catch you, lock you up in my light palace, and eat you alive every day!"

Wu Fei didn't know what the Guang Gong Palace was, thinking that it was Peng Yikun's torture place, he was proud in his heart, the last time he fought with Peng Yikun in Thorn Mountain, he had no power to resist, the reason why he killed and injured this guy was mainly because of the unexpected attack of the blue moonlight on the night of the full moon, today's battle, although he was at a disadvantage, but in terms of spiritual cultivation, it was not much worse.

Peng Yikun's magic sword was blocked by Wu Fei several times, and the Ugin big axe was full of weight, although it was cut one by one, its power did not decrease at all.

The situation on the battlefield is slowly changing, the encirclement of the demon army has been torn a few holes, the bird soldiers have lost the direction of attack, and they are all hovering in the sky, while the Shinto bird soldiers take the opportunity to attack, and constantly throw fire bombs into the beast cavalry of the demon army, those beast horses are crazy, and they actually trample on the companions around them, but, even so, most of the Shinto soldiers are still under siege, but there is a slight glimmer of life.

"What are you doing—"

A roar came from the sky, and the sonorous voice of the high priest pierced Peng Yikun's eardrums.

Peng Yikun's body was shocked, his eyes turned blood-red in an instant, he waved his sleeves, chanted a spell in his mouth, and the magic sword turned into a silver dragon and swooped down on Wu Fei.