"Kill!"

A group of people rushed over, and after the death of the young man with the big bow, a total of more than twenty monks from the Zhuling Holy Land came when they heard the wind, and their weapons rang out, pointing at Xiao Yihan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Yihan's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that there would be a group of monks from the Zhuling Holy Land around here.

Now, Xiao Yihan couldn't retreat, he took out the red stove, swept it down with a bang, and wisps of fire filled the heavens and the earth.

Yes......

A cloud of smoke rolled up, and the eight people were reduced to ashes, leaving only mutilated charred corpses, and the death was very terrifying.

"He's the Arctic Monk! There are five holy fruits in his hands, and if he can get one, it will be a great creation! A shout came, and everyone's eyes were red, and their pupils were covered with blood, like a mad wolf, and pounced.

Airplanes!

Xiao Yihan was about a hundred zhang away from everyone, he was holding a silver big bow, this bow was snatched from the young man's hand, it was a magic weapon, the power was far better than the black big bow, just a slight plucking of the bowstring, it made a thunderous sound, and the ears of the people who exploded were deaf.

The name of this bow is Yinmang, a line of delicate boys, engraved on the bow body, showing the origin of this bow.

This is made of a century-old python's treasure bone, the bowstring is the silver tendon, a total of three years, more than 6,000 kinds of flames finally quenched successfully, is an extraordinary grade of utensils.

Burst!

A thick arrow of light shot out, piercing the heads of the three men and blowing them to pieces.

Xiao Yihan was taken aback, the power of this bow was too huge, no need to use any arrows, just mobilize a small amount of 'qi' in the body, you can condense a virtual arrow, and the sharpness is better than the real thing.

Everyone was startled, the bloodshot in their eyes faded a lot, and it was only now that they realized that the other party actually had two magic weapons in their hands.

The magic weapon is a utensil that interweaves the truth of heaven and earth, and it is definitely not a mundane vessel, only a person with great magical powers can forge it.

Even so, it takes a lot of energy and countless divine materials to refine it.

"Ritual Weapon!" The monks shouted, and a young man strode out, dressed in a gorgeous robe, surrounded by many monks, with a majestic and heroic appearance.

Xiao Yihan knew that magic weapons were rare, even if the ancient holy land was extraordinary, it was impossible for everyone to have one, only those who were noble, the elders of the family were quite prestigious in the holy land, or those who were extremely talented, could give one.

Airplanes!

Xiao Yihan took a step back with his right foot, his five fingers were spread together, and he clenched the bowstring of the silver bow, the sea of golden qi in his body was surging, and a thick arrow of light shot out.

Rumble!

The young man in Chinese clothes held a colorful pagoda in his hand, and under the urging of everyone's joint efforts, he burst out with the great divine energy, where the mist was boiling, the light was blazing, and the pagoda was suppressed forward, and the light arrow turned into powder at once.

Wow......

Xiao Yihan only felt a sweetness in his throat, and squirted out a large mouthful of donated blood, staining his clothes red.

Swish!

All kinds of weapons swept down, and all the monks moved in unison, among which there were many characters from the Bone Refining Realm.

Boom!

The palm-sized stove stood in the void, shaking non-stop, shooting out one fire after another, covering Xiao Yihan's retreat.

"Chase, don't let him go!" The young man in Chinese clothes was overjoyed, and a look of greed flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The power of magic weapons depends on the level of control of strength.

The stronger the qi in the human body, the more powerful the magic weapon in the hand will naturally rise.

Xiao Yihan's sea of qi is vast, far surpassing the monks of the same level, even if the average bone refining cultivator is probably inferior, but he can't withstand the siege of a group of people.

The movement of these monks from the Ancient Holy Land was so great that more and more people joined the pursuit team.

They didn't expect to hide the eyes of the others, but as the number of people grew, those peerless leaders said that they were not necessarily, and they were rushing here, and there was not much time left for them.

Rumble!

The colorful small tower shook down, like a majestic mountain, so that the surrounding grass blades were broken, and I don't know how many towering trees fell.

Xiao Yihan held a sword tire in his hand, slashing back and forth, the weeds and thorns were all broken, and they were crushed by the edge, speeding up his progress.

Burst!

A thick arrow of light pierced the four monks, and a large stone of tens of thousands of catties behind them was shattered, and their bodies were like tofu, blown apart, and there was no intact place.

The young man in Chinese clothes gritted his teeth, he jumped up, his feet did not touch the ground, as if he was flying, holding the Linglong Pagoda, and approached quickly.

The sea of qi in his body gushed, and a faint layer of golden light covered the body of the young man in gorgeous clothes, and he suddenly pointed forward, and a cloud of smoke rushed up, and the grass was scorched, igniting a raging fire.

Bang!

Xiao Yihan stomped on the ground, very lightly, and a fist burst out, bringing a piercing roar, as if the air was being cut at this moment, and the approaching fire was instantly extinguished!

This did not hinder Xiao Yihan's escape speed, his body was like white smoke, with a bang, his robe was torn, it was hard to imagine how fast his speed was.

Everyone was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, is this still manpower? A single fist extinguished the blazing fire!

"Even if it's an Extreme Realm cultivator, it's impossible to be so outrageously strong, right?" Some people are puzzled, although they are not very old, only in their twenties, but in the holy land, they face intrigue and deceit all day long, their minds are naturally not as naïve as this age, and their eyes on things have become very mature.

They were secretly vigilant, and their speed was less noticeable.

Rumble!

A mighty light swept down, turning the eight monks into torches, and the screams were terrifying.

It was Jiang Ling, who sacrificed a small black tripod, aimed at the direction of Xiao Yihan's escape, and burned the eight unlucky monks to death instead of hitting it.

Many people dare to be angry and dare not speak, because it is Jiang's! An immortal family! They didn't have the courage of Xiao Yihan, they didn't have reverence for the ancient holy land in their hearts, and they didn't care about the majesty that an immortal had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years!

The Jiang clan originally had three peerless leaders along the way, but when fighting with Ye Yufan, Jiang Yu died, which was much better than the situation of the Ying clan's entire army.

However, even so, when Jiang Ling appeared in front of everyone, his face was also hot, and he felt that his face was dull, and the previous attack of killing eight people by mistake was completely resentful in his heart.

Others will not remember how many leaders the Jiang family has, how they are peerless, and how many people have survived, but they will only remember Ye Yufan, who can make the descendants of Jiang and Ying, the two Gu clans, lose face.

It can be said that these two monks of the Gu clan have completely become the foil to set off Ye Yufan's peerless demeanor, if they can't stand up to a powerful young monk and confront him, from then on, the Ying and Jiang families will become the laughing stock of others, and their majesty will be swept away.

"Kill, ......" Everyone had red eyes, like hungry wolves fighting tigers, and as more and more powerful characters joined, they had turned into a torrent.

A few days later, Xiao Yihan walked out of a wide prairie, his face was full of exhaustion, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and there was no blood.

His clothes were torn and covered his body one by one, and he was exhausted from the flight for several days, and he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time.

Immediately, a coldness flashed across Xiao Yihan's face in vain, and he said, "Are you really Xiao Yihan who is still a newcomer to the Tianshan Mountains?" ”

Fluttering ......

There was a strange sound, and the four monks of the Immortal Ruins Holy Land drilled out of the grass one person high, and found Xiao Yihan with a probe.

Boom!

The eyes of the four monks suddenly lit up, and they didn't talk nonsense, they directly took out their weapons and swept over, and hurriedly sent out a signal, and a brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky.

Yes......

Xiao Yihan stretched out his five fingers together, rushed over directly, smashed down with an iron fist, and everything was indestructible, the faces of the four monks burst out in response, and their brains burst out, and the scene was extremely bloody.

He didn't use the qi in his body, and he didn't need to deal with a few minor monks so hard, he needed to recuperate, and he couldn't use the killer weapon easily.

Xiao Yihan glanced up at Gao Tian, and then turned into a wisp of white smoke and burrowed into the grass.

Jiang Buchen, Ye Yufan, Jiang Ling, Fei Daiyue, Gongsun Qiao, Gongsun Ce and others quickly approached here, they lost Xiao Yihan's trace a day ago, a total of thousands of monks gathered here, surrounded the entire grassland, carpet search, only at this moment to have an eyebrow.

"Holy medicine, even a leaf is a great creation, if I can get it, the quasi-holy son who will become the first in the combat power of the Holy Land is just around the corner!" The young man in the gorgeous costume holding the colorful pagoda had a hint of coldness, he was not very old, only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was already a monk who refined bones and three folds.

Thousands of monks gathered, the wind was surging, their eyes flashed with greed, their eyes were red, and the speed was very fast, for fear that others would take the lead.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, in a patch of grass with a good relative view, stood a man in white, his head bowed, his lips slightly raised, as if he were talking to himself, the clothes had been broken into strips, and the bronzed and muscular skin could be seen, and everyone saw only half of his face.

"Hand over the holy fruit and give you a good time!" A monk from the Ancient Holy Land stepped forward and shouted loudly, full of conceit and contempt.

In his opinion, the ancient holy land is supreme, existing in the world for hundreds of thousands of years, it is an alternative immortality, and no one dares to offend the majesty of the holy land, like a high ruler, regarding all things and spirits as grass mustard.

Burst!

A beam of light suddenly rushed out from the man in white, and shot through the ancient holy land monk at once, and his body was torn apart, and the blood mist that exploded in the sky was scattered.

Everyone was shocked, who was this person? Dare to shoot a disciple of the Ancient Holy Land in public, isn't he afraid of a devastating crisis?

"Bold! Quickly kowtow to apologize, offer the holy fruit, and commit suicide, otherwise, even you and the entire Lingwei Cave Heaven will no longer exist! Several people shouted angrily, they were all bone refining cultivators, and the arrogance and contempt in their bones were so casual and natural.

Gongsun Ce came, and when he saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile a little.

"This person has a lot of courage, if it can be used by my grandson's family, it will become a great weapon in the future."

Gongsun Qiao, who was beside him, looked slightly moved, and said with a smile: "You rarely praise people, why do you have such a high opinion of this person?" ”

Gongsun Ce shook the feather fan lightly, stared at Xiao Yihan tightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and a dazzling essence swept through.

"The two tigers are fighting, and the sky is unpredictable, could it be that the black tiger is this person?" Gongsun Ce shook his head, and said like a god: "The heavenly machine must not be leaked, and it must not be leaked......"