Xiao Yi looked at these dozen Ying servants, and stood with his hands in his hands, he had this capital, because he was an Extreme Realm cultivator, and he could proudly look at the Qi Cultivation Realm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dozen or so Ying servants didn't get too close, they were jealous, and the white-clothed young man in front of them trembled as if they were staring at the Tiger King.

"A servant of the Ying family? Come here to take the dead? Xiao Yihan's tone was very casual, he had killed a lot of monks from the Eastern Wilderness Ancient Forces, so naturally he would not take a few servants in his eyes.

However, I have to mention that the strength of this group of people is really not weak, and each of them has seventy or eighty thousand catties of divine power.

"The heritage of the ancient forces is really extraordinary, just a servant, it is so powerful, it is comparable to the great disciple of the Cave Heaven and the Blessed Land." Xiao Yihan was secretly surprised.

Yingliu sneered, and the light at the center of his eyebrows kept flashing, blinking like stars.

The servants of the ancient family, if they are gifted and selected by the descendants of the lineage, will be given the surname Ying, and from then on they will be superior, and the descendants of the side family will not dare to slack off when they see it, and they will drink it.

Six, is a code name, among the many servants of the same generation in the Ying family, the strength ranks sixth.

These dozen or so Ying family servants had no fear, because, through special methods, they had already spread the news of Xiao Yihan's place to the side of the Ying family's descendants, and not long after, a group of powerful young monks arrived.

Xiao Yihan frowned, staring at the foreheads of those Ying servants, and after a few flashes of light, they disappeared, and there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.

"No, I remember that a senior brother in the inner gate said that the monks of the Eastern Wilderness Ancient Forces would use a secret method to engrave a mark on the forehead of the servant, even if it was thousands of miles away, they could contact the master......" Xiao Yihan suddenly remembered, not wasting time, like a flying eagle pounced on a rabbit, he swept forward.

"Do it!" Ying Liu's eyes were wrong, and he hurriedly shouted in a low voice, the people around him had a very tacit understanding with him, and they formed a semicircle shape and wrapped Xiao Yihan in it.

Boom!

A purple spear slashed over, drawing a cold arc in the void.

Xiao Yihan threw a punch, the grass and trees moved, and a gust of wind rolled up, making a muffled sound.

The extreme of the human body, containing the profound infinite, is a great secret realm, there are many undiscovered things, waiting for people to peek into.

Xiao Yihan has been in the extreme realm for a while, and he often meditates and realizes emptiness, and has some feelings, even though there is no peerless powerhouse, but his understanding of the Qi cultivation realm is still far beyond ordinary people.

Whoa!

A piercing sound rang out, and the sturdy purple spear snapped.

Xiao Yihan's fist did not stop, and on Yingliu's chest, a clear fist mark was smashed, and the sound of broken bones came out.

Yingliu's face turned pale, his throat was sweet, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

When the rest of the people attacked, Xiao Yihan flew back sideways, his movements were elegant and smart, his toes tapped the ground, and with a brush, the wind blew in white, making a piercing sound, and he pounced in front of one person.

Burst!

With a punch, 90,000 forces gathered together, and a huge head burst, blood shot out, and a fishy smell reached the nose.

Phew!

At the same moment, a big knife slashed down diagonally, Xiao Yihan was shocked in his heart, and he was able to avoid this blow, but a few strands of long hair fell.

Xiao Yihan's eyes condensed slightly, and he said secretly: "What an amazing cooperation!" The servants of the Eastern Desolation Ancient Forces are still like this, even if I have killed some immortal Dao cultivators before, I must not be complacent, and be humble and cautious......"

The heart of a teenager is like this, his heart is very high, and it is an age when no one is convinced. Even if he experienced a life and death and had an experience that ordinary people couldn't get, but seeing the praise of outsiders, the descendants of those unattainable and invincible immortal families died in their own hands one by one, they were a little complacent in their hearts, and they didn't care about the so-called ancient forces.

A monk who is in a powerful immortal gate and who comes out is also strong and weak.

For ordinary sects, even the weakest monks, in their own sects, are all senior brother-level figures, regarded as gods and men, and dare not be angry.

However, Xiao Yihan can't be the same, his vision can't stay here, thinking that after killing a few talented descendants of the ancient family, he thinks he is invincible and becomes the top figure in the Eastern Wilderness......

It must be known that his opponent is Ye Yufan, a Tianzhong character who can look down on the Extreme Realm monk and say "good" in his mouth!

Xiao Yihan exhaled lightly, his heart was changing, gradually transforming and maturing, fading away from immaturity, and growing bit by bit.

The cooperation of these dozen Ying family servants was very tacit, even if Xiao Yihan was carrying 90,000 strength, he was frozen with them.

Xiao Yihan saw this situation, snorted coldly, and sacrificed the sword fetus, this is an unformed artifact, I don't know what material it is made of, it is very hard.

Click!

The sword fetus fell, like a wild bull, and smashed into the body of a Ying servant, and the person with the weapon was imprinted in a stone, the weapon was broken, and a bloody arrow spewed out.

One person is lost, and there is a loophole, although Xiao Yihan is young, he has practiced mortal martial arts.

Immortal cultivators have always felt disdain for the martial arts of mortals, and sneered at them, believing that they were barbarian ways and unworthy of martial arts.

However, although martial arts are created by mortals, they are broad and profound, covering a wide range of things, and have undergone countless years of transformation, and have blended many spirits and cultures, and have spread throughout the entire Beiyanxing, which is already a kind of living history.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat, eyesight, insight, etc., Xiao Yihan far surpassed the number of others, he accurately grasped this gap, pounced, the sword tire in his hand slashed again and again, and several people became a pile of meat puree.

Yingliu was shocked, in a short period of time, his camp was about to be killed and wounded, and it was difficult to insist on the arrival of his master.

Burst!

Xiao Yihan walked in blood, his fist was like a diamond, heavy and fast, with gusts of wind, like a muffled thunder.

Yingliu laughed miserably, the general trend was gone, more than a dozen brothers were all killed in battle, and he was left alone.

"You have a good talent, why are you willing to be someone else's servant? In order to become a supernatural person, is the so-called dignity really not important? Xiao Yihan came slowly with his sword raised, and his voice came out slowly.

After Ying Liu heard this, he lowered his head, a complicated smile rippled on his face, and said, "Who wants to be a servant, look at the eyes of others, and control the hands of others in life and death?" ”

Xiao Yihan was stunned and stood in place.

"In this life, I am already destined to be a servant, because my parents are the servants of the Ying family, and my ancestors have been the dogs of the Ying family for generations...... It's just that hundreds of years ago, my family provoked a descendant of the Ying family, and it was devastated, all the masters in the clan died, and men, women, and children were reduced to ......" Ying Liu raised his head, his eyes were already gray, he knew that he was about to die, and he held back too many words in his heart, and he couldn't help but confide in Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan didn't know that the servants of the Eastern Wilderness Ancient Forces were so originated. There were also a large number of servants in the Immortal Ruins Holy Land, and he had also asked the Fa Transmission Elder, but the Dharma Transmission Elder did not say anything, and scolded himself not to ask more.

The holy land has been recited by countless immortal cultivators as the country of "High Wind and Bright Festival", and the people who live in it seem to be all saints, with the qualities of great virtue and goodness...... As everyone knows, all kinds of the darkest things in the world happen in the holy places, and they are deliberately concealed and not known to outsiders.

Someone once said that these servants had a pilgrimage heart, prostrated step by step, voluntarily escaped into the holy land, and cut off the red dust reincarnation, in order to be flawless and immaculate, so that they could become flying immortals as soon as possible, and transcend life and death.

Xiao Yihan never believed in these mysterious things, the holy land was not the religion of the Western Desert, there was no faith, and there were no fanatics. It's a place where people's hearts are unpredictable and deceitful.

Burst!

With a sword down, Yingliu's head flew up and rolled to the side.

Xiao Yihan quickly cleaned up the battlefield and turned to leave.

He made his way through the jungle, his body was agile, and soon he was on the edge.

Ye Yufan, Gongsun Ce, Fei Daiyue, Zhuling Holy Land, Longyang Holy Land, Pengxuan Holy Land and other young leaders have already fought together, although they only have the cultivation of qi, but their combat power is too amazing, reaching the level of horror.

The quasi-holy medicine, rooted in the fertile soil, was crystal clear, almost flawless, and it was in the most critical period of transformation, and sometimes a haze of smoke rose to the sky, causing thunder.

Xiao Yihan was fascinated, at the moment of the transformation of the Qiufeng Holy Medicine, its secrets were almost leaked in front of people, one texture after another, intertwined in the void, containing great profundity.

Xiao Yihan looked at those textures stupidly, and his hands involuntarily swiped on the grass, but although they had shapes, they had no meaning.

Phew!

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot over, it was a artifact containing the pattern of heaven and earth, silent, fleeting, and unnoticeable.

Xiao Yihan felt a chill in his heart, and his powerful perception made him wake up suddenly, and his body rolled to the left suddenly, only half an inch away from the arrow!

Burst!

A big hole appeared on Xiao Yihan's right shoulder, a whole piece of flesh was gone, blood gushed out, and broken bones could be seen.

He didn't care about bandaging his wounds, swallowed an old medicine in one gulp, and stared at the few people in front of him like tigers.

At the head was a very handsome man, about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with a servant character written on his neat clothes.

Jiang family!

"One batch was sent away, and another batch came." Xiao Yihan's eyes were like torches, shining on people's faces, and there was a kind of hot pain.

"Stand back, and I'll clean him up." The handsome man smiled evilly, and I have to say that this person has a lot of charm and can make many women fall in love at first sight.

Seeing this, Xiao Yihan sneered: "What kind of thing are you?" But a servant still wants to attack me. ”

Jiang Zhong's face was calm, and he said, "It's enough to be alone." ”

Bang!

Suddenly, he moved, like a goshawk hovering in the nine heavens, if he didn't move, he moved, and his movement was amazing!

Too fast, Jiang Zhong's body made an explosion sound in the void, and in a blurred moment in front of people's eyes, he came to Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan was shocked, this Jiang servant turned out to be ...... Monk of the Extreme!