The fifty-zhang hammer is still far away, but because the volume is too large, it always gives people the feeling that it has reached the top of the head. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of Yang Yi's blow, Feng Bufan didn't speak, the eight stone soldiers moved instantly, and the eight giants, just one step, came to Feng Bufan's side, and then more than a dozen arms were raised, supporting the hammer.

50,000 catties, with the strength of these eight giants, lifting it is simply a piece of cake. And Yang Yi wanted this effect, the fifty-zhang hammer was lifted, but Yang Yi exerted his strength again, and the hammer grew again.

Sixty zhang, seventy zhang...... In a moment, a hundred-zhang giant hammer appeared above Feng Bufan's head, if it weren't for the eight giants to resist it, he had no doubt, but the terrifying weight, even if he had the strength of the Spirit Envoy Realm, he might not be able to withstand it.

Restricting the movements of the eight stone soldiers, Yang Yi took out his divine power again, released the fierce hammer and pounced directly at Feng Bufan.

"Look for death!"

While shocking Yang Yi's strength, Feng Bufan's eyes were cold, such an enemy was really terrifying, now it was only the Spirit Realm, if he reached the Spirit Envoy Realm, he would definitely not be an opponent.

Bear down. Feng Bufan, who was in the space of Zifu Heaven and Earth, rushed up towards Yang Yi, Yang Yi could enter the range of Zifu Heaven and Earth, and Feng Bufan's speed increased again.

However, Yang Yi didn't intend to compete with him in speed, and after entering the Purple Mansion Heaven and Earth, he didn't move at all, relying on his powerful perception to always block Feng Bufan's attacks at critical moments.

And Yang Yi's divine sense was once again ready to attack, what he was waiting for was an opportunity, an opportunity to be able to firmly grasp Feng Bufan and minimize the weakening of Zifu Heaven and Earth to himself.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Every time he attacked, Yang Yi always blocked the key points at critical times, so that Feng Bufan could not attack for a long time. Shuotu Sect was also a big sect before the ancient god mound, although it is now in decline, but his extraordinary reputation is not small in casual cultivation.

If you can't even take Yang Yi, who is a whole realm lower than himself, this matter will be spread out, which is tantamount to disgrace to Shuotujiao, which is equivalent to a slap in the face.

The more time passed, the more impatient Feng Bufan became, seeing that Yang Yi was not in a hurry, although under several attacks, it also brought a lot of injuries to Yang Yi's body, but it didn't hit the vital point, and it didn't hurt at all.

Returning again in vain, Feng Bufan gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Yi, he had never seen such a difficult Lingshi Realm disciple. Furious, Feng Bufan attacked again, but this time, when he was about to cut Yang Yi with an axe, Feng Bufan's eyes flashed, and a divine sense attacked Yang Yi.

Opportunity! After waiting for so long, Yang Yi finally waited for this opportunity, and the divine consciousness that had been ready to be launched poured out, and the extraordinary divine consciousness of the wind burst into the sea of divine consciousness.

With the backing of the Book of Heaven, Yang Yi simply had no scruples, and he did not confront the extraordinary divine sense, but kept harassing. And the wind is extraordinary, with the experience of the past, he does not dare to attack Yang Yi's divine consciousness in a big way.

With this bit of containment, Yang Yi used the unity of the human sword and launched attacks again and again, in terms of strength, Yang Yi was naturally stronger, but helplessly, in the Purple Mansion Heaven and Earth, his own strength still could not cause damage to Feng Bufan, unless it was broken.

Grandma's, this is simply a big turtle, if it weren't for this Zifu world, Yang Yi believes that it would be absolutely impossible to fight so hard.

With such a delay, even if you fight until dawn, I am afraid that there will be no winner or loser, so you have to find a way, a good way.

The head kept thinking about countermeasures, but the eight stone soldiers holding the hundred-zhang hammer had a move, the eight giants, and the action was uniform, and the hammer was put on the ground, this look, Yang Yi knew it with his buttocks, this was the rhythm of freeing his hands to shoot himself.

can't be consumed any longer, in terms of this absolute strength, he is not an extraordinary opponent. However, at this critical time, Yang Yi's eyes lit up, and he saw the Shuotu Sect disciples watching from a distance, and the forty or fifty people looked at the battle here one by one, pointing and pointing.

Hehe, when he fought with these disciples before, Yang Yi used the dark power of the stars and the moon in every blow, and now it's time to make good use of it.

A sword forced back the wind and was extraordinary, and his divine consciousness returned to his sea of divine consciousness like a receding tide.

Yang Yi turned around and retreated sharply, quickly leaving the range of Zifu Heaven and Earth, and flew over with the hammer.

Seeing Yang Yi's actions, Feng Bufan gritted his teeth with hatred, chased without hesitation, and used all his strength to chase.

When he caught up, Yang Yi just grabbed the hammer handle of the hammer, and looked at the wind that was about to reach him, Yang Yi's eyes lit up, and his divine sense poked out.

This time, the target was not Feng Bufan, but those Shuotu Sect disciples who had been hit by the dark power of the stars and moons, and when Feng Bufan swung an axe and slashed, a Shuotu Sect disciple instantly screamed. At the critical moment, Yang Yi killed the killer and directly used his divine sense to control the star-moon dark energy in the disciples of the Shuotu Sect, detonating his elixir.

The spirit pill was passively shattered, and the violent spiritual power tore that disciple to pieces in an instant, and the blood and flesh were splashed all over the surrounding disciples.

Such a sudden situation made Feng Bufan couldn't help but look at it distractedly, Yang Yi smiled coldly, and the hammer in his hand instantly shrank to thirty zhang, and then, the 30,000-pound giant hammer smashed Feng Bufan down.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and it was a real blow of 30,000 catties, even if it was the Spirit Envoy Realm, Feng Bufan couldn't help but feel a tingling pain in his internal organs, and he was obviously injured a lot.

Coming to his senses, Feng Bufan was furious, and the eight stone soldiers slapped towards Yang Yi with hands and feet.

Looking at Feng Bufan, Yang Yi smiled coldly: "Hehe, Feng Zhangjiao, look, your disciple has died again." ”

Sure enough, Yang Yi's voice fell, and another Shuotu Sect disciple was shattered without warning, and his bones were blown away.

When, when did he do something to his many disciples? Feng Bufan didn't understand the dark power of the stars and moon, and his brows were even more furrowed at this time.

"Do you want to fight? Then another one. ”

Seeing that Feng Bufan was staring at him, but he didn't mean to let the eight stone soldiers stop, a cold light flashed in Yang Yi's eyes.

One, two, three.

Three Shuotu Sect disciples in a row were blown to pieces without warning, and all the Shuotu Sect disciples were panicked, and they all looked frightened, fearing that the next one would be themselves.

"Stop."

Feng Bufan stared at Yang Yi deadly, and his eyes almost erupted with fire. The Shuotu Sect has survived to this day, and it has not been easy to develop to its current state, because there is no sect station, and if you want to obtain cultivation resources, you have to go out all of them.

These disciples, each of them was taught by Feng Bufan, and now, inexplicably, I don't know why, I have died so much, and they are all the mainstays of the Lingshi Realm, such a loss is something that Feng Bufan is unwilling to bear.

Seeing that the eight stone soldiers stopped together, Yang Yi smiled, put Shenwei into the ring of the Palm Sect, ignored the wind at all, and slowly walked towards the disciples of the Shuotu Sect, and said in a sneering voice as he walked: "Hehe, no one should think about slipping away, otherwise, no one will be left." ”

At this time, the wind was extraordinary, and he had already withdrawn from the Purple Mansion Heaven and Earth, looking at Yang Yi's back, his whole body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"Despicable."

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Feng Bufan gritted his teeth and scolded.

Hearing this, Yang Yi turned around and looked at Feng Bufan coldly, and while he didn't say a word, a Shuotu Sect disciple was blown to pieces again.

At this time, Yang Yi said: "Despicable? No, it's a threat. When you choose to oppose me, you should be prepared to accept such an end. ”

As he spoke, the hammer in Yang Yi's hand grew to fifty zhang in the wind, hanging high over the heads of all the disciples of the Shuotu Sect.

"Hmph, I, Yang Yi, have never been afraid of killing, killing one person is no different from killing ten thousand people, as long as he is killed, he should be killed!"

Without giving Feng Bufan a chance to speak, Yang Yi continued: "This fierce hammer weighs 50,000 catties now, I don't know if all the disciples under your sect can hold it." ”

Fifty thousand catties, Feng Bufan was taken aback, unless he also made a move, the strength of the disciples under his disciples would definitely not be able to resist the 50,000 catties of giant hammer smashed down.

"You go, from now on, my Shuotu Sect will never trouble you again."

Feng Bufan took a deep breath, in the face of Yang Yi's threat, he had to compromise, otherwise, everything he had worked so hard to manage would be ruined in one fell swoop.

"Let's go? Is this to let me go? ”

Yang Yi smiled, he didn't let the four of Kong Dali go, would he let so many people from the Shuotu Sect run out and tell their whereabouts everywhere and make all their skills public?

"Not bad......"

"I'm sorry, Wind Palm, I'm not going to run away."

Interrupting Feng Bufan's words, Yang Yi said coldly: "Now, you only have two choices, either surrender to me and follow me, or I will kill all your disciples and compete with you again." ”

"Bastard!"

In a fit of rage, Feng Bufan shouted, his clothes were windless, and he instantly rushed towards Yang Yi.

"Bang...... Boom...... Boom...... Bang ......"

In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten muffled sounds in a row, and more than ten Shuotu Sect disciples were blown to pieces again, and here, there was not a single disciple left in the Shuotu Sect Lingshi Realm, and the disciples of the Spirit Cultivation Realm knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Feng Bufan, who was moving forward quickly, stopped again, listening to the voices of his disciples begging for mercy loudly, and his heart tingled. If you don't teach, you will never be able to understand how Feng Bufan feels now.

"Yang Yi, it's my Shuotu Sect's fault for making trouble for you, but I've already bowed to you, don't go too far."

Panting, trying his best to calm his violently beating heart, Feng Bufan stared at Yang Yi, without any countermeasures.

"Excessive?"

Yang Yi did not budge: "Hmph, letting you go is tantamount to making trouble for myself." As long as you agree, I won't embarrass you, I, Yang Yi, are here to revive the Xingyue Sect, if you know the current affairs, think about it yourself. ”

Revive the Star Moon Cult? Feng Bufan was shocked in his heart, no one knows better than him, how difficult it is to revive a sect, his Feng Bufan has been in vain all his life, and now his head is white, and it is just that Shuotu Sect has this little disciple, and he doesn't even have a station.

"Revive the Star Moon Sect? Why are you? ”

Feng Bufan stared at Yang Yi, this question was not only for Yang Yi, he had also asked himself countless times.

"It's up to me, it's Yang Yi."

With a wave of his hand, Yang Yi shrank to the smallest and was directly included in the Palm Ring.