"Yang Lang, let's change our direction a few more times and see how many Xinfeng Sect monks are commanding them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Seeing that Yang Yi was unwilling to stop, Ye Feiqian proposed.

"Nice note." Yang Yi said, turning due east while observing the Xinfeng Sect monk. After flying three or four hundred miles to the east, they turned to the north again. After repeating this three or four times, Yang Yi finally confirmed that there was only one Xinfeng Sect monk in command. "Stop, there is only one of them who cultivates the Divine Soul Technique, and I will deal with him when he fights for a while."

Although Yang Yi and the others stopped, they did not rush to summon the spirit corpse spirit pet and so on. Because they were afraid that if they did so, the monks of the Xinfeng Sect would not dare to chase after them. It wasn't until the monks of the Xinfeng Sect were about 10,000 meters away from them that the Spirit Corpse, Xu Yu, Ben Lei, Yan Huolin, and the "Golden Armor Heavenly God" were summoned out by them.

"I said why didn't you run away, it turned out to be something to rely on." After the nine members of the Xinfeng Sect approached, the monk who cultivated the Divine Soul Technique said with a smile.

"Now that you know that we have something to rely on, then you still dare to chase after us?" Yang Yi also replied with a smile.

"Hehe, I can only say that your support is too weak. Don't talk about these few, even if you summon three or five more pet puppets, we still dare to catch up. ”

"Senior Brother Wang, this person should not be underestimated. Especially this strange spirit corpse of his, he actually has the purest sword intent that is higher than cultivation. More than 500 years ago, when this person was only a cultivator of the first transformation of the gods, he killed two monks of the Mingfeng Sect who were the second transformation of the gods. Later, Jiang Dantong, who changed out of his mind for the third time, chased him and was also killed by him. "Among the four monks who came from the Xinfeng Sect this time, two of them are the monks of the second transformation of the gods who came to the site of the Xinfeng Sect more than 500 years ago, so they knew Yang Yi.

"I didn't expect that more than 500 years have passed, and Yang is still working on this Taoist friend, and Yang is really honored."

"How dare I forget you. My Senior Brother Li once said that if you grow up, he will not be your opponent. ”

"It turns out that Yang still has such a high status in the hearts of your Xinfeng Sect monks, I really don't know whether to be happy or afraid?"

"You should feel heartfelt trembling, trembling and panic. Senior Brother Wang, I'll deal with this person. The third monk next to the monk surnamed Wang said.

"Since Senior Brother Zhao is interested, then Senior Brother I won't fight with you." The monk surnamed Wang seemed to agree with the strength of the monk surnamed Zhao, and nodded and said.

According to the countermeasures discussed by Yang Yi and the six people, it is to let Yang Yi, who has spiritual powers, deal with monks surnamed Wang who cultivate the secret art of divine souls. Now that the monk surnamed Wang wants to let the monk surnamed Zhao deal with Yang Yi, the six Yang Yi will naturally not agree.

"The surname Zhao, if you want to challenge our Brother Yang, first ask me if the knife in my hand agrees or not." Wolf Yuetong drew his knife and pointed directly at the monk surnamed Zhao.

"Then I'll send you away first, and then kill the one surnamed Yang." Even though the monk surnamed Zhao saw that Wolf Yuetong was from the Xiaoyue Heavenly Wolf Clan, he still showed disdain.

"Wang Daoyou, let Yang come and learn your tricks." Seeing that the monk surnamed Zhao and Wolf Yuetong were confronting, Yang Yi invited the monk surnamed Wang to fight.

"Then let me see if you are as powerful as my Senior Brother Zhang said." After the monk surnamed Wang finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to move. He seemed to be intending to wait for his junior brother Zhao to defeat Wolf Yuetong before fighting Yang Yi.

Yang Yi felt that his side could have an advantage, plus he didn't know how strong the Divine Soul Secret Technique of the monk surnamed Wang was. So he didn't dare to make a rash move, so he could only confront the monk surnamed Wang.

Although the four strongest monks on both sides were facing each other, the other monks had already fought each other. Wolf Yueliao and Ye Feiqian each dealt with the other two monks of the Xinfeng Sect who were out of the third transformation, Sikong Qingyu cooperated with Ben Lei, and the "Golden Armor Heavenly God" could barely resist the only two remaining monks of the Xinfeng Sect.

One of the three monks in the Guangfeng Continent has a third change and two have a second change. Although these three monks were just ordinary monks, it was difficult to deal with them with Xu Yu and Zheng Yanxing alone. Fortunately, Liu Yun unleashed his sword intent and locked on a monk who had changed out of his mind for the second time, so that he did not dare to act rashly. Even if Xu Yu can't defeat the monk of the third transformation of the gods, he can still entangle him. Zheng Yanxing, who comprehended the sword intent of Xiaocheng, faced a monk who had changed his mind for the second time alone, of course, there would be no pressure.

There are two noble and elegant cyan lotus flowers blooming in the sky, showing simple beauty, and the majestic breath of life fills the entire heavens. Two swords, two business-prohibited, but boundless cyan giant swords slashed down at the same time. The second transformation monk who was against Zheng Yanxing faced the double sword, and even if he used all his strength, he did not escape the fall. Zheng Yanxing, who killed his opponent with one move, looked at the second transformation monk who was locked by Liu Yun.

"I can't see that the monks on your side have their own unique skills. I don't know what tricks you, the leader, have. The monk surnamed Wang found that except for the two disciples of the second transformation of the gods, the others did not have the slightest advantage, so he was ready to make a move.

"I have a lot of tricks, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see them."

"I guess you don't have a chance to show it, right?" The monk surnamed Wang didn't finish his words, and then he made a move. An invisible, strange spike flew out silently from the center of his eyebrows. A pair of elegant blue wings appeared behind the monk surnamed Wang. The blue wings flapped slightly, and a fierce and wild blue wind blew violently. A blue dragon and a blue phoenix took shape in the hands of the monk surnamed Wang, and they soared into the sky with the blue wind. On the two wrists of the monk surnamed Wang, there was a blue sword and a blue scimitar that slashed at Yang Yi. The blue wind propelled the swords, making them more powerful and faster.

Seeing that the strange spike was about to pierce Yang Yi's eyebrows, an ordinary but unstoppable gaze shot out from Yang Yi's vertical eyes. This gaze easily shattered the spikes and shot forward without the slightest pause. Yang Yi, who used his spiritual powers, also used other means. The blue wind blew between the heavens and the earth, and the blue giant sword that exuded earth-shattering sword intent appeared in the wind. The purple giant sword that burst with agility stabbed straight out, revealing the terrifying aura of killing immortals and destroying gods. The purple dotted aurora sped forward, leaving a straight trail of purple light. A blue wind blade and a red fireball were clearly surrounded by each other, but they never appeared or disappeared at the same time. They are living and dying in each other, sowing a mysterious melody.

The unstoppable gaze was blocked when it was about to shoot to the center of the monk's eyebrows. A small, transparent pentagram that could not be sensed by the naked eye and could only be felt by the divine soul stood in front of this gaze. Although the pentagram eventually broke, the direct gaze was powerless to advance.

Although the blue wind blowing from the wings behind the monk surnamed Wang greatly enhanced the power of the blue dragon and phoenix and the blue sword, it was still worse than Yang Yi's attack. The blue and purple sword destroyed the dragon and phoenix, the purple aurora penetrated the blue scimitar, and the wind blade fireball that was mutually beneficial destroyed the blue sword. Although Yang Yi's attack was superior, he didn't really make a difference. The monk surnamed Wang, whose soul was not affected in any way, calmly cast two defensive secret techniques to make himself invincible.

When Yang Yi and the monk surnamed Wang did it, Wolf Yuetong also did it with the monk surnamed Zhao. Except for the fact that the monk surnamed Zhao used a blue scimitar less than the monk surnamed Wang, the other methods of the two were the same, and the power was similar. Just with these, of course, it is impossible to resist Wolf Yuetong who has cast the secret technique of sword intent. Fortunately, the monk surnamed Zhao had no less defensive secret skills than the monk surnamed Wang, so he barely defused Wolf Yuetong's offensive.

After Yang Yi and Wolf Yuetong made a move, the situation on the field also became clear. Wolf Yueluo had already killed his opponent, Ye Feiqian and Yan Huolin were fighting against the third transformation cultivator of the Xinfeng Sect, and it might not take a few moves to kill him. Although Sikong Qingyu, Ben Lei and the "Golden Armor Heavenly God" are at a disadvantage, they are enough to protect themselves. Xu Yu was still able to entangle the third transformation cultivator of the Guangfeng Continent, and Zheng Yanxing had already injured his opponent after using a sword from Ji Yi Xiaocheng.

"Dutian Soul Body?" Yang Yi didn't kill the monk surnamed Wang in a must-win move, and asked with some pity and surprise.

"Psychic powers?" As the monk surnamed Wang spoke, invisible spikes flew out of his eyebrows again. Above his head, a blue-winged, bow-wielding, resembling himself, suddenly appeared. The humanoid phantom flapped its wings, and a fierce wind blew down from the sky. Pull the bow open, and a huge blue arrow of unparalleled power shoots out in the wind. After casting the blue giant arrow, the monk surnamed Wang could only cooperate with the blue wind blowing from the wings behind him to use a wind secret technique.

Without the obstruction of the spiritual powers, the spikes easily shot into Yang Yi's eyebrows. A heart-piercing pain came from Yang Yi's soul, making him almost fall into a trance. Even if his divine soul was strong enough, in such a state, he could only use a wind and fire secret technique to resist it. Although Yang Yi's Wind and Fire Secret Technique could defeat the Wind Secret Technique of the monk surnamed Wang, it was not enough to see it in the face of the blue giant arrow that was obviously a spiritual technique.

Seeing that the blue giant arrow was approaching, Yang Yi's ending of being pierced through his heart by a sharp arrow seemed to be doomed. But above the nine heavens, a crescent moon full of white flames rose. The light of the flames from the crescent moon turned into a flaming greatsword and slashed at the blue arrow. Although the Flame Giant Knife was powerful, it was only the power of the moonfire induced by the sword intent. In the face of the giant arrows accompanied by the blue wind, it is still inferior.