"What?"

After hearing this, Ye Feng's expression couldn't help but be furious, although he thought that the Immortal Spirit Sect might be in trouble, but he never dreamed that it would be so serious.

How can it be?

You must know that for more than 100 years, although he has been in retreat, he has never asked about the affairs of the sect, but the general situation of the Immortal Spirit Sect, Ye Feng is not unclear at all, the momentum of development in all aspects is very good, how can he suddenly face the disaster of annihilation?

This thing was too weird, and for a while, Ye Feng's heart was full of doubts.

But now is not the time to understand, now saving people is like fighting fire, what problems can be waited for the crisis to be solved.

Now that there is an extra delay here, the helm of this gate will lose one more point.

"Let's go, I want to see what kind of dog thing dares to come to my Immortal Spirit Sect to withdraw from the wilderness~"

The thought in his mind turned, Ye Feng didn't say a word of nonsense, and the whole body was full of light, and he directly rolled Ye Ruyu into it, and then turned into a streamer and flew towards the void.

……

The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, where Ye Feng Cave Mansion is located, is about more than ten thousand miles away from the sect, if it is an ordinary person, it will take a long time to come, but for a great power like Ye Feng, it is naturally not worth mentioning, although it is not instantaneous, but the time it takes is also quite short.

Soon approached the Fairy Spirit Mountain Range, only to see a flash of spiritual light in front of him, and all kinds of photonics rose to the sky.

In the void, energy continued to clash, stretching for thousands of miles.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, as Ruyu said, it was true, this sect had encountered a strong enemy again, and even the Protector Sect Great Array was broken.

It's really hateful, do you really treat the master as an ornament?

Ye Feng was furious, his eyes were full of cold looks, and when it came to this point, he didn't bother to ask who the enemy was.

As long as it is an enemy, it is all destroyed, and the dead do not need to know so much.

Now the Immortal Spirit Sect has not only been breached, but a large part of it has been occupied by the enemy.

Not far away, dozens of strange immortal cultivators were suspended. Although a disciple of the Immortal Spirit Sect. Ye Feng didn't know most of them, but from the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from these guys, Ye Feng could conclude it. They are not our own disciples.

What else do you need to be polite?

"Hey......

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

With a flick of his right hand, a thin silver wire emerged. The unfortunate creature didn't even have time to scream before his head rolled down, and blood gushed out like a pillar.

This......

After seeing this scene, the rest of the people were shocked.

"You...... Who are you?"

A black-robed old man said with a pale face like paper.

Another middle-aged man in black next to him reacted much faster, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately turned into a shocking rainbow, **** like in the distance.

His response was not unstoppable. It's a pity that all the efforts were useless, and Ye Feng's eyes were full of cold killing intent. He never showed mercy to his enemies.

With Ye Feng's right hand raised, the surrounding air suddenly stopped.

Boom!

Whether it was the dozens of monks who stayed in place or the people who escaped, the end was indistinguishable, all of them exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and even the Yuan Shen couldn't escape.

Eliminating these little minions is just a gesture for Ye Feng, his face

Still cold, it continued to fly like the depths of the sect.

Ye Feng's light was so fast, in an instant, the distance was much closer, only to see that near the main hall, it was already a mess, and the spiritual light flashed everywhere, and the roar continued to sound.

Dozens of combined-level immortal cultivators are fighting endlessly, and most of the high-level immortal cultivators left behind by the Immortal Spirit Sect to guard the helm are here.

The monks who fought with them were dressed differently, and they were obviously not immortal cultivators of the same sect, Ye Feng took a look at it and found that there were three forces here.

When did the Immortal Spirit Sect offend so many strong enemies, Ye Feng flashed a look of doubt.

At that moment, a snort came to my ears.

"Jade Daoyou, do you really want the jade to be burned, this time our three factions used so many people, your Immortal Spirit Sect will never be able to resist, if you know each other, you will obediently tie your hands, not only can you suffer a lot less, maybe your life can be guaranteed, your cultivation is not easy, how to choose can be thought of." ”

The one who spoke was an old man in black robe who was about seventy years old, his voice was extremely hoarse, and when he listened carefully, it was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and he was indescribably cold, this person turned out to be a monk in the late stage of integration.

Fighting with him was a middle-aged monk in a white robe, Ye Feng looked a little familiar, but for a moment, Ye Feng didn't think of this person, but it was certain that this person should be an important person in this sect.

At this time, he was manipulating a blood-red long sword, and his attack was extremely powerful.

The black-robed old man was furious.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!"

However, the white-robed monk still turned a deaf ear, just manipulating the treasure to attack, and it seemed that the method of attacking the heart was useless at all.

The black-robed old man was furious, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he also manipulated a magic weapon shaped like a small cone and blood-red all over his body to come out, and fought with the other party on an equal footing.

Around the two of them, there were no less than twenty warbands holding each other, a fat-headed, big-eared, fat-eyed guy who looked like a fat pig, holding a nine-foot nail rake and waving constantly.

Obviously, this person is practicing alchemy, and every time the nine-foot nail rake in his hand is smashed, it seems to be able to sweep away thousands of armies.

However, his opponent is supernatural, and he does not fight against the fat man, but chooses to fight.

A little farther away, I saw a man and a woman like a monk like a double monk, one holding a black sword, the other holding a white sword, the two of them have a way to advance and retreat, the power of this joint effort, naturally far beyond the ordinary, but unfortunately their opponent is also a twin brother who is good at cooperation, the same advance and retreat are well-founded, for a time, they are also evenly matched.

……

There are many such battle groups, but in addition to the above, the monks of the Immortal Spirit Sect can be evenly matched with the other party, and most of the rest are at a disadvantage, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are hard to support, maybe they will be defeated in the next moment.

"Yuyangzi, do you really want the jade to be burned, to tell you the truth, the two Supreme Elders of your Immortal Spirit Sect have already fallen, and it is just in vain for you to work hard here to support the overall situation. ”

The opponent's strength is not weak, and it is not so easy to win the opponent for a while and a half, and now he can only attack the heart.

And this time, it played a purpose, and when he heard that the two uncles had fallen, the white-robed monk who had always been calm couldn't help but change his face greatly.

"What are you talking about, Yu's two senior uncles are strong people in the Tribulation Period, how can they fall easily?"

"Hmph! What did the deity lie to you, let me ask you, have they not returned to the sect for more than half a year, this time it is not my Taiqingmen family who is plotting against your Immortal Spirit Sect, there are also the Five Ghost Sect and the Demon Heaven Sect, with the power of my three sects to kill two immortal cultivators in the Tribulation Period, what is it?"

The black-robed monk laughed, his face full of smugness, and his description really didn't look like a fake.

The white-robed monk's face became more and more gloomy, and after thinking for a long time, he still did not give in.

"You don't have to bother talking here, Yu grew up in the Immortal Spirit Sect since he was a child, the Fairy Spirit Sect has a great kindness to me, no matter what, I will not do things that deviate from the sect at the moment of crisis in the sect, I am willing to live and die with the Fairy Spirit Sect, although I have no regrets in death!"

"You ......"

When the black-robed old man heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

However, before he could speak, an unexpected wild laughter came into his ears: "Senior nephew Zhao, this kind of guy who doesn't know what to do, just kill him directly, why bother talking with him here!"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful demonic mist suddenly soared, and the spiritual pressure alone almost enveloped most of the peaks of the Immortal Spirit Sect.

Puff ......

A popping sound sounded, and the low-level monk almost didn't have any suspense, and directly turned over and fell, that is, those old monsters at the combined level, one by one, were not happy, and their faces were obviously much redder. It became a little difficult to breathe, and it was obvious that the impact of this spiritual pressure on them was not trivial.

Those who can do this will obviously not be any more monks in the merger period.

I saw the sky more than 100 zhang away. A cloud of demonic mist surged, standing out above the void.

After a while, the void streamer disappeared, and a man in his forties appeared.

This man is two feet tall, his body is extremely strong, the battle armor on his body is as black as ink, but the surface is like a star in the sky constantly flashing luster, and the spirit rune on it is also very smart, this thing is not an ordinary color.

In addition to wearing armor, this middle-aged man also carried a treasure in his hand, which was a battle axe more than two zhang long.

The entire body of the battle axe is jet black, and the cold light at the blade of the axe is even more clear, and the magic pattern covers the entire axe body, like blood, flashing with a stunning brilliance.

Needless to say, at this moment, the terrifying spiritual pressure that enveloped the entire general rudder was emitted by this middle-aged man.

An immortal cultivator of the Immortal Spirit Sect. It was originally downwind, at this moment. One by one, the expressions were even more dissipated.

"It's" Tomahawk "that old fellow" "

"Make no mistake, the Five Ghost Sect actually sent this terrible guy out. ”

"What to do!"

For a while, a frightened voice sounded, and after a few breaths, I don't know who shouted: "Withdraw!"

After this voice sounded, the Immortal Spirit Sect cultivators, who were already frightened, suddenly dispersed.

This can't be blamed for everyone's cowardice, after all, the people present in this sect are only in the late stage of integration, and the highest cultivation is only in the late stage of integration, how can it be possible to compete with this notorious tomahawk monster?

You must know that this old guy is one of the Supreme Elders of the Five Ghost Sect, and he is the most cruel and murderous of all the Supreme Elders.

Such a choice cannot be said to be wrong, after all, no one has one life, but if they want to run, can they run again?

Originally, there were a large number of enemies, and if everyone worked together, they could barely maneuver for a while, and now they are running for their lives, maybe they can run away one or two if they are lucky, but the other guys are only waiting to be broken by each one.

Such a simple truth, where did the Immortal Spirit Sect monks not understand?

However, no one had the courage to face the old monster of the tomahawk.

Of course, there are those who stay, but most of them are entangled by opponents, and they really can't get out, only a few people such as white-robed monks have no intention of retreating, and they seem to be ready to give up this little life to live and die with the Immortal Spirit Sect.

In particular, Yu Yangzi's expression was very ugly, but a resolute look flashed in his eyes, and with a clenched hand, a strange magic decision unfolded, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of blood mist from his mouth.

At this moment, the situation is critical, and the white-robed monk has no reservations, ready to fight hard.

Airplanes!

The blood mist opened, and a flying dragon about a hundred zhang long.

"Not good!"

The monk's expression changed drastically, and he panicked and manipulated the treasure to hide, but it was too late.

I saw that the dragon's two sharp claws were closed, and his magic weapon was actually imprisoned.

Then the black light flashed, and the fairy sword slashed down fiercely, directly cutting the opponent's magic weapon in half.

"Poof......

The black-robed monk spurted a mouthful of blood, and the natal treasure was destroyed, no matter who it was, it would not be good.

Rumble!

The white-robed monk naturally had no reason to stop his hand, and when he waved his hands, he saw that the dragon dragon dragon head was raised and flew towards the injured one.

"Junior, dare!"

A loud shout came to his ears, and the tomahawk looked furious.

The other party actually killed someone in front of him, where did he put his face?

Enraged, the tomahawk in his hand swung and slashed down into the void.

Airplanes!

With this action, it was a sharp **** out, and the space was distorted, and the power of this axe seemed to open the world.

If the white-robed monk didn't hide, he would be in a different place the next moment.

"Hey......

Tomahawk's face sneered, but he was stunned by the next scene.

The other party didn't dodge or dodge!

Is there any mistake, doesn't he know that he will die too?

Lose your marbles!

Such a change was not expected by the rich experience of the old monster fighting method of the tomahawk.

There are many brave people among the immortal cultivators, but such a guy who sees death as if he were at home has never been seen before.

The other party wants to exchange one life for another?

Tomahawk watched in horror as this scene unfolded.

Things have come to this point, even if his cultivation is far superior to the other party, it is too late to change his moves.

Damn it!

Frightened, he injected more mana into the magic weapon in front of him, and since the other party didn't want to live, then send him on his way!

"Hey......"

The old tomahawk thought viciously, but at this moment, a mutation protruded, and a faint sigh sounded.

In the next moment, the axe above the void directly turned into clouds and spread out in the void, silent, as if it had never appeared.

With such a change, whether it was the immortal cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Sect or those foreign monks, they were all stunned.

"This ......"

Even the white-robed monk was surprised, he was bent on death, ready to exchange his life for a life, but he didn't expect that he would have a chance to survive.

At this time, only a scream was heard in his ears, and the black-robed monk was not so lucky, and was directly devoured by the dragon.

But at this moment, Tomahawk couldn't care so much, and his face was full of horror.

"Which young man actually hid in the dark and attacked, since he dared to break the spell of this seat, didn't he even have the courage to fight head-on?"

A trace of hideousness flashed in the battle axe's eyes, and the fierce god opened his mouth viciously, as for the other immortal cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Sect, he didn't look at it at all.

"For a commodity like you, this seat can use a sneak attack? You also think too highly of yourself!"

Ye Feng's cold voice rang out, and his tone was full of mockery.

(End of chapter)