When Duan Qishan heard him say this, he unconsciously frowned, and when he opened his mouth and was about to say something, he heard a commotion of human voices, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw dozens of monks facing each other.

He was stunned for a moment, and saw Shen Tu Yanfeng looking ahead with a faint look in his eyes, and raised his feet and walked towards these people without hesitation.

Duan Qishan immediately grabbed him and hurriedly said, "There are too many of them, you ......"

Speaking of this, I remembered that Shentu Yanfeng's cultivation was the highest in the entire Donghua Continent, not to mention that this was the cultivation realm, and the monks were the least good at numbers.

In the mortal realm, it is difficult for one person to be a thousand troops, but in the cultivation realm, Shentu Yanfeng alone can exterminate the clan and slaughter the city with a raise of his hand, even if it is to subvert a dynasty, it must be no problem.

Once again, he felt the huge gap between the two people.

And Shentu Yanfeng had a keen sense, even if he looked calm, he always paid attention to Duan Qishan's reaction.

In fact, he deliberately walked towards these people, because he wanted to teach Duan Qishan some combat duels in the little time he had left.

And these people in front of him, the cultivation level is not more than the foundation building period, for Duan Qishan, even if it is a little difficult to deal with, but it will definitely not really hurt him.

The cultivation realm is too dangerous, a hundred times more dangerous than fighting on the battlefield, although he knows his Shentu Yanfeng, but he is not the real him.

He can only be regarded as a fragment of memory, because the real Shentu Yanfeng was injured, and he, the jade who recovered his memory, occupied this body.

However, he had a hunch that as long as he stayed with Duan Qishan, he would not be able to appear again, because Duan Qishan had something of 'Shentu Yanfeng' on his body, as long as the two of them were close to each other, he could alleviate the incurable disease of 'Shentu Yanfeng'.

Presumably, 'Shentu Yanfeng' will also slowly notice this, although he will not understand why this is the case for the time being.

He wanted to laugh a little, this situation was really difficult to solve, but he wouldn't stay for too long, and he also gave Duan Qishan the means to protect himself, even Shentu Yanfeng couldn't hurt him.

He sighed in his heart, he originally wore a disguised mask, so these confronting monks had no way of knowing that he was the most powerful Demon Venerable in the Immortal Cultivation Realm of the Donghua Continent.

When they saw him as an uninvited guest at this moment, they were still disgusted, and said disdainfully: "Who are you? Don't stay here for long, get in our way! ”

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly, and said, "Shanshan, you come over here, try a fight with these people, and I'll teach you." ”

When he said this, he originally wanted to kill the male monk who spoke directly, but he just thought of Duan Qishan's temperament, although he was a bloody general, he didn't like to kill in essence.

Even, it can be said that it is a very gentle character.

His expression softened suddenly, but his hand was not slow at all, and he stretched out his hand towards the male cultivator who had just spoken, and before the other party could notice it, he had already grabbed his neck and threw him to the tree to fix it with aura.

His sudden move also revealed his true cultivation.

He turned around and left, and the monks were frightened and uneasy, and they scattered and fled around, but he had already set up a formation around here, and they couldn't get out.

Unless, he has achieved his purpose.

Duan Qishan approached step by step, not understanding Yu'er's intention to do this, he looked at the frightened eyes of these monks, turned his head to look at Yu'er and asked, "I don't understand." ”

Shentu Yanfeng leaned against the tree with his arms crossed, his posture was lazy, his expression was indifferent, and he said: "Go and test your cultivation and ability, I want to see your current level, don't worry, I just use them to make a real yàn, I won't kill them, as long as you fight a fight." ”

Duan Qishan was stunned when he heard this, and those monks also listened to the movement here tremblingly, and after hearing Shentu Yanfeng's words, his face suddenly showed anger, but the immortal cultivation world was originally respected by the strong.

With Shentu Yanfeng's ability, being able to arrange such a formation that they can't break through shows that the opponent's strength is not something they can fight against.

Even if they were killed on the spot, they thought they were unlucky, and now it was just a tool for testing, even if they were unwilling in their hearts, they knew the times better than Duan Qishan.

So, immediately, an older monk stood up, arched his hand and said, "Senior, do you mean that as long as we fight with this little monk, you can let us go regardless of whether we win or lose?" ”

Shentu Yanfeng lazily lifted his eyelids, he had never wanted to deal with such a small role, but for Duan Qishan's trial, he still opened his lips and said: "Indeed, no matter whether you win or lose, of course, you can't release water, otherwise none of you will want to leave here alive." ”

When the monks present heard this, their faces suddenly showed a look of anger, they couldn't help Shentu Yanfeng, so they naturally transferred this anger to Duan Qishan's body.

Duan Qishan is now only a disciple of the fifth layer of the Qi refining period, and he seems to be tall and big, and he has only cultivated to the fifth level of Qi cultivation at such an age, which shows that the other party's qualifications are not good.

And there is a fierce aura between the eyebrows, but the facial features are upright and the eyes are clear, such a person......

It seems that even if the cultivation is low, it cannot be underestimated.

The monks glanced at each other, gestured towards Duan Qishan, and said, "Please." ”

Duan Qishan nodded hesitantly, he was not optimistic about Shentu Yanfeng's way, but he couldn't say no to the rejuvenated jade in front of him.

So, the next moment, those monks attacked in groups, and the aura of various fighting methods danced in the air, locking Duan Qishan firmly in the most central position.

Duan Qishan frowned, behind him was Shentu Yanfeng, he couldn't retreat, there were surrounded monks on three sides, and the cultivation of every monk was above his level.

The situation was very unfavorable to him, and soon, scars were added to his body one after another, bleeding profusely, and it looked terrible, but Duan Qishan knew that his injuries were not serious.

Shentu Yanfeng narrowed his eyes, sniffing the breath in the air that belonged to Duan Qishan's blood, and regretted the decision he had just made, Duan Qishan was different from him, even if his current cultivation had reached the fifth level of Qi cultivation, it was only with great effort to cultivate.

Moreover, he didn't have time to practice the exercises at all, at most, it was just absorbing aura, and such a duel was a big loss for Duan Qishan, and it was useless.

Duan Qishan fought and retreated, it was not the first time he had encountered such a situation, when he left Duanjia Village to go to the outside world, he was just a child.

At that time, the times were turbulent, and not many people would be gentle and generous to him because he was a child.

He grew up in such an environment, facing enemies who were much stronger than himself, facing enemies who were much more powerful than himself, and he was accustomed to defeating the strong with the weak.

The reason why he didn't make any moves, he just wanted to analyze the situation in front of him, after all, he really had too little experience in the duel with the monk, so it could be said that he didn't know much at all.

Only by knowing yourself and knowing your opponent can you win all battles!

Duan Qishan avoided the fatal wound while observing their attack, and he could feel that these people were becoming more and more ruthless, and his men were becoming more and more ruthless.

Duan Qishan knew that the monks' actions just now were just a trembling temptation, not a test of his details, but a test of Shen Tu Yanfeng's attitude.

After learning that even if he hurt him, Shentu Yanfeng would not make a move, their anger and resentment attacked him in a hurry.

Duan Qishan turned his head to avoid the flame talisman, and every time he landed, he pasted a spirit stone on the ground.

After being beaten passively for a quarter of an hour, he finally began to strike, and the bright red blood stained his whole body, and his face was pale and almost bruised, which was the sequelae of excessive blood loss.

And the monks also have a hunch that the final showdown is about to be ushered in, and the attack is becoming more and more ruthless.

Duan Qishan's blood-stained hand quickly pinched the hand, and after nimbly avoiding the deadly danger, he knelt on one knee and slammed a blood-soaked hand to the ground.

"Otogi Qinglong, Yanhuo Jue, sleepy!"

The words landed, and one after another circles of fire trapped the monks in them, and not much, just enough to trap all the monks.

The flames burned to an eight-foot height in an instant.

The monks didn't have a good heart, they didn't notice at all when Duan Qishan had set up the formation, and they didn't even know how they were trapped in this formation.

It's so strange, they are obviously moving every minute and every second, and their nimble bodies can't catch each other, but when these rings of fire appeared, they just happened to trap them all.

If it wasn't Duan Qishan deliberately forcing them into a trap, it would mean that this formation was clever and could trap each of them separately in an instant.

The monks were not mortals, and when they were trapped, they saw that there were flames all around, but the sky was empty overhead, so they were overjoyed and hurriedly flew to escape from them.

It's just that in the next moment, Duan Qishan put another blood-stained hand on the ground in front of him.

He muttered in his mouth: "Pure Yang Fire Phoenix, Flame Technique, Lock!" ”

In an instant, the fire swelled, blocking the sky overhead.

The monk shouted in his heart that the flame was burning so hotly that the water could not be extinguished, it could not be frozen, and it could not be extinguished at all.

And they vaguely felt the feeling of suffocation, the feeling that the air was about to be burned out.

The monks can hold their breath, but they can't never breathe.

In this battle, Duan Qishan in the Qi refining period actually won?!

Shentu Yanfeng curled his lips and laughed, and the flames rose sharply in a snap of his fingers, burning all the monks into ashes in an instant.

How could a person like him let others touch his own things, even if it was an experiment.

So they all deserve to die!

He walked to Duan Qishan's side casually, pulled Duan Qishan, who was about to lose his strength, up from the ground, looking at his bloody wolf appearance, Shentu Yanfeng was really a little distressed, and was about to feed him a pill, when he felt that the other party firmly shook off his hand and said, "You killed someone!" ”