In front of everyone's eyes, four of them fought one by one, and they actually fought for so long, these four people finally couldn't bear this humiliation, and they used their strongest tricks one after another.

"The sword qi is from the horizontal, through Changhong!"

The long sword in one person's hand suddenly bloomed with a brilliant sword flower, and the Dao sword qi was flying, extremely sharp, and where it passed, not a single inch of grass was grown.

Ye Chenfeng hurriedly took the elixir, strengthened the aura, and the sound of the tiger's roar burst out, echoing, weakening the power of the sword network formed by the interweaving of sword qi, and he was able to avoid this move.

"Damn it, look at my Dark Blood Claw!"

A black-faced monk's hands turned inky, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of scale armor on his hands, which was very hideous, and Ye Chenfeng's Tiger Roar Fist was difficult to shatter this layer of scale armor, so he could only turn to the Wild Wave Palm Technique to forcibly force this person away.

"Lingbao Town Demon Talisman!"

One person bit his fingertips, drew talismans out of thin air, and condensed blood into words, and unexpectedly emitted bursts of holy Dao light, shaking Ye Chenfeng's lies and stinging, and the anger in his heart was completely stimulated.

Since breaking the seal, Ye Chenfeng felt that he had always valued peace, and he had never taken the initiative to provoke anyone, even if he was too good and attracted the jealousy of countless people, he endured them one by one.

But now, someone actually cast a demon suppression talisman in front of him, Ye Chenfeng felt that he had been insulted like never before, even if it was just a heart demon, it was definitely several levels higher than those low-level demons!

"Demon suppression? Hehe, can you do it? ”

Not suppressing the power of his body, Ye Chenfeng felt relaxed, but he didn't forget to hide his identity, quietly waited for the moment when the demon talisman came, and blasted out with a fist.

As soon as the Demon Suppression Talisman touched Ye Chenfeng's fist, it was instantly distorted, and the Dao light emitted from the talisman disappeared in an instant.

But this punch did not end, but at the same time as the spell was broken, the thunder step broke out instantly, and a punch hit the monk who drew the talisman, and the terrifying force made the monk only feel like he was being hit by a mountain, and he fell to the ground and could never get up.

The other three glanced at the shocking injury, and knew that this person's ribs had been broken by a punch, and he was already dead, and his eyes were even more gloomy, and there was a sense of determination in them.

They didn't expect that a fifth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator's body refining technique would reach a level comparable to that of a foundation building monk, and only in this way could they kill a sixth- or seventh-layer Qi Condensing monk with one punch.

However, as Ye Chenfeng judged, they were not ordinary attendants, but they were not assassins, but ......

Dead soldiers!

As long as you can achieve your goal, even if you die, you will not hesitate to make a move, and you will not hold back, and what you want is a ruthless word.

Two people have died on their side, and the other dead people know that they can't drag it out any longer, and finally died that layer of disguise, although there are still emotions that belong to people, but from this moment on, they will not waver in their minds to kill Ye Chenfeng because of anything.

The monks did not watch from afar, but gathered around, like a pack of hungry beasts, seeing the prey of their dreams.

From then on, there is only one purpose left in their eyes, to use all means to tear their prey apart!

Ye Chenfeng frowned, sensing the subtle mood fluctuations of this group of monks, and speculated on the current situation, but he was still not afraid.

"Interesting, it seems that this Lin Rong is not as wasteful as it seems."

The dead soldiers did not reply, and immediately shot out without warning, and the three flying swords came out together, but they were not swords with qi, but in their hands.

Although this has many limitations, which makes the sword moves unable to be perfectly played, this feeling of holding them in their hands makes their killing intent even more powerful.

Many monks use flying swords, because this magic weapon combines the advantages of all weapons, and it is a collection of weapons, which can be chopped and stabbed, and even within the basic sword moves, it can be turned into different moves of different weapons.

Therefore, with the qi sword, the restrictions of the monk's body were abandoned, so that the sword was unrestrained and exerted greater power at one time.

But most of the monks in the world have forgotten a little, the sword move and sword intent were born from the mortal martial arts, even if they became monks, after asking the immortals, the most suitable for using the sword is still the hands of people.

The moment the three of them held the flying sword, a cold wind suddenly blew between the trees, as if the killing intent had condensed into substance, piercing the bone marrow.

With such a killing intent, people's blood feels like it is frozen, and the body will not obey the call, and the reaction will naturally be slower by half a beat, and it is this half-beat gap that often makes people lose their lives.

But Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he seemed to enjoy the cold wind very much, and even simply closed his eyes.

The speed of those three people remained the same, but in addition to them, there were four more people who urged the aura at the same time and performed spells, and there were even five monks of the eighth layer of condensation, who directly formed a formation and suppressed Ye Chenfeng with the power of the five elements, which was bound to make him irreversible.

Lin Haonan also closed his eyes, although Ye Chenfeng was very comfortable, but in his opinion, this was just a relief before death. Even if this leaf dust wind rises with three heads and six arms, in the face of such a battle, he will still drink hatred.

Not to mention the strength of the seven people in front of them, just this Five Elements Trapping and Killing Great Array is not something that the Qi Condensation Stage cultivators can crack.

Ye Chenfeng will definitely die!

But Lin Haonan waited for a few breaths, but still didn't hear any screams, knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see that Ye Chenfeng was still at ease in the siege of that person's long sword.

And he closed his eyes tightly from beginning to end, and every time he narrowly avoided the three-person flying sword.

Lin Haonan suddenly remembered that this Ye Chenfeng was said to have been accepted as a disciple by Elder Gu Jianfeng, he originally thought that this was just a few months ago, even if this kid learned some fur in Gu Jianfeng, it should not be so powerful, but now it seems that Gu Jianfeng has his own uniqueness for swordsmanship.

However, Lin Haonan was not worried, because Ye Chenfeng had been forced into a desperate situation, and under the cooperation of these three people, he didn't even have a chance to take the Qi Cultivation Pill, even if he was not killed, he would run out of aura sooner or later, and he would die at that time.

Moreover, the direction in which Ye Chenfeng retreated was exactly where the four monks who were casting spells were.

Lin Haonan sneered and closed his eyes again, the four monks had different spells, but they cooperated tacitly, one cast an illusion to cast a mist, one summoned a wind blade to trap Ye Chenfeng in the middle, and the other summoned a fire dragon.

With such a battle and such a powerful spell, it is more than enough to extinguish a leaf dust wind.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was being approached into the trap step by step, his body was already shrouded in mist, and if he was not careful, he would be fragmented by the four cities of the Wind Blade, the three sword cultivators finally couldn't suppress their joy, the sword moves became more and more rampant, and the sword network formed by the sword qi continued to shrink, as if they wanted to crush Ye Chenfeng's entire person.

At such a critical juncture, Ye Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes, two blood-colored colors appeared, and the Demon Vision Realm opened!

Everything in front of him became very slow, and the opponent's sword move could be seen through at a glance, Ye Chenfeng did not move, and while he missed the opponent's sword move, he actually reached out and grabbed the arm of a monk.

The monk was also stunned, and was about to break free, but found that Ye Chenfeng's strength was surprisingly strong, and no matter how he urged the aura, he couldn't shake it open, so he could only watch the fire dragon that originally rushed towards Ye Chenfeng, engulfing itself in a roar.

"Ahh......h

(End of chapter)