Several elders watched the battle between the two from afar, and the battle of that level was still beyond his comprehension, but he could see a group of aura being dismantled and reorganized.

The strength of the yellow-robed man is equal to Wen Huai's full strength, and the formation patterns he uses are far beyond the list of formation patterns, and the power is stronger than the other.

But Wen Huai is not a vegetarian either, the shield in front of him almost makes me ignore all formation attacks, and the long ruler of his right hand rolls up layers of black flames, constantly attacking the opponent.

The two of them played from a long distance to a close quarter, and their respective hole cards were also revealed one by one, Wen Huai had begun to use the Xue family pattern combined with his own family pattern, and constantly created a world-destroying formation pattern, and the power was not much worse than that of the opponent.

The yellow-robed man obviously didn't have any effective way to deal with this level of formation, but quickly avoided most of the attacks with his body technique.

Click......

Wen Huai didn't give up any opportunity, predicted where the man would haunt the next moment, and a ruler stab pierced through the yellow robe and beat the opponent through, and the black flame broke out in the man's body in an instant, which was stable to death, and he couldn't run too much.

Huang Pao died in Huang Quan just because he didn't pay attention to this one.

"Papapa......" A burst of applause echoed in the air.

Wen Huai knew that it was impossible for things to end like this, and at his level, it was already difficult to assess the opponent's stunt of resurrection.

He looked for the sound and saw that Xue Yang, who had been beheaded by him, had somehow recovered his body as before, and his crippled body had grown.

"Soul Curtain!!" Wen Huai's voice echoed in the sky.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to know about this formation technique, it seems that you have entered our family's ancient mansion!"

Xue Yang slowly flew into the sky, several elders were already frightened, they didn't understand why the dead would be resurrected!

Xue Yang moved his body around, and his bones kept making 'click' sounds.

"This old bone is really in the way. Xue Yang sighed helplessly.

Wen Huai tightened the ruler in his hand, vigilant that there would be any sneak attacks around, he would not have a resurrection formation like his opponent, if he died, it would really be gone.

Xue Yang looked at him with a smile, a not-so-friendly smile piled up on his wrinkled face, "Do you still want to fight me?"

Wen Huai didn't dare to be careless, his steps took a little back half a step, and the flames gushing out from the ruler covered him, as if he was wearing a black flame coat.

"What? can't you fight yet?" Xue Yang looked at him from a distance, without the slightest fear.

Could it be that he still has hole cards, how can he be so fearless. Wen Huai muttered in his heart.

"Let's talk about the conditions!" Xue Yang continued.

"What conditions?" Wen Huai was vigilant, after all, this was the opposite territory.

"The Xue family has already died a patriarch and several elders, enough to exchange the lives of those people in your Wen family!"

Although Wen Huai was displeased when he heard this, it was true that the life of a patriarch was exchanged for those people in his own family.

"Can the formation pattern on the back of your hand be returned to our Xue family?"

"Yes!" Wen Huai agreed without thinking about it, this clan tattoo in his hand would affect the flow of clan blood in his body, and he was always careful of the blockade of his arm.

Xue Yang was overjoyed and immediately floated in the direction of Wen Huai.

Wen Huai was not stupid enough to believe it completely, and handing over the clan crest now was undoubtedly to increase the strength of the opponent.

"Now is not the time to hand it back to you, and when I get out safely, I will naturally deliver it to you!"

"No, you can't leave the ancestral land with the clan crest!" Xue Yang's reaction was a little intense.

Wen Huai's heart moved, can't this guy break away from the ancestral land?

Although it was just a conjecture, he also knew in his heart that this was Xue Yang's bottom line, and there was something restricting him.

"I can't guarantee that you'll not attack me!"

"You can rest assured of this, I will take a personality guarantee, and I will never touch you if you hand over the family crest!"

"How can I believe you without evidence. ”

Xue Yang was choked and speechless, and lowered his head to think about how to make Wen Huai believe him.

Wen Huai couldn't wait for him honestly, and his right hand was quietly sketching the formation pattern behind him.

This is a spatial formation, which is the formation that the yellow snake uses to shatter space, although it is only one side, it has been deeply imprinted in his mind.

With the memory of the moment, he groped his hands behind his back. As long as the formation pattern is formed, it is undoubtedly one more hole card, at least there is a way out.

Xue Yang spoke again, "Look at how this is, I'll use the 'Yimu Shengshui' to change it with you first!"

Several elders were shocked, this transaction was a loss in their eyes.

"Patriarch, this ......"

Before these people could speak, Xue Yang's cold look made several people shut up.

Wen Huai hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

With his nod, the light blue droplets scattered in the air gathered together and flowed behind Xue Yang.

Xue Yang waved his hand forward, and the water flowed in the direction of Wen Huai.

Wen Huai also had rules in his hands, liberated the family pattern on the back of his hand, and let the inheritance return to the ancestral land of the Xue family little by little in his body.

As the spiritual root approached, the void grasped slightly, and the spiritual root wrapped around his hand.

Wen Huai had a smile on his face, and the hand that wrapped the spiritual root was warm, very comfortable.

The clan pattern on the arm flashed, and the pale blue water melted in. His current strength can easily take any two kinds of spirit roots, and the violent energy of the spirit root can be docile in front of him.

Calming his breath slightly, the spiritual root was fused. Looking at the opposite side, Xue Yang also inherited the family pattern.

Wen Huai's hand slapped back, and the formation pattern that had been brewing for a long time suddenly appeared.

But he never expected that Xue Yang would attack him the next moment.

Wen Huai's hand was just about to put his hand in the center of the formation and activate the formation pattern, when a suction force burst out in his body.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This is the 'Yimu Shengshui' in the body playing tricks.

Looking back at Xue Yang, the clan pattern on the back of the man's hand was emitting a faint light.

After tens of thousands of years of fusion, Yimu Shengshui has long been inseparable from the Xue family's family pattern, even if it has been absorbed by him, it is still under the control of the Xue family.

Wen Huai's eyes were congested with blood by the chaotic situation in his body, and the white whites of his eyes were replaced by blood.

He did not hesitate, and decisively gave up most of the Yimu Birth Water, most of the spiritual root sources were separated, and less than one-tenth of the remaining ones were silent and silently healed the body.

The spiritual root was detached, and it naturally flowed to Xue Yang's location.

"Hahaha...... Little doll, you are still too young, don't be too greedy. Xue Yang was very proud, and his eyes were even a little contemptuous.

Wen Huai wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the only thing left in his body was the immovable Yimu Shengshui that was far away from the whole body, repairing the wounds.