Yan's boundless thunderous blow, and the power that emanated from his whole body really made the remaining four powerhouses full of jealousy. As for the strength of the man in white, they had already seen it in the process of a few people competing for the scroll just now, and they were not below them, even if a few people were slightly stronger than him, they were only limited in strength, and they would definitely not be able to kill as strong as Yan Wubian.

The four powerhouses with red eyes and greedy faces gradually calmed down after being shocked by Yan Wubian, but under the temptation of the treasure, they did not let them give up and turned to leave, but glanced at each other and nodded slightly, as if they had reached a tacit understanding.

"Little brother, I advise you to hand over your things, your strength is indeed very strong, but there are four people on our side, and it is definitely not something you can deal with. ”

The man who spoke was the oldest of the four, an old man in Tsing Yi, who was at least 60 years old, and although his tone was flat, the threat in it was self-evident.

"Humph!"

Listening to the old man's words, Yan Wubian's face couldn't help but show a hint of mockery, if there are many people, it depends on how many people there are, dozens or hundreds of people, then he will definitely turn his head and run, if it is just the four of them, Yan Wubian is still very confident that he will pick four and overturn these few, his strength can not be speculated according to common sense, and the challenge of skipping the level is commonplace, even if the strength of these few people is not suppressed here, he can still beat them all over the ground to find teeth.

"What has already been eaten in your mouth, if it were you, would you spit it out?"

Yan Wubian, who was full of murderous aura and domineering, sneered and sneered at a few people unceremoniously.

Looking at Yan Wubian's contemptuous expression, the faces of the four of them changed slightly, they are also people with heads and faces in Sky City, and they have their own arrogance, when have they been so underestimated by a stinky kid, even if Yan Wubian's strength is not below them.

"You...... , boy, don't think that if you kill one by surprise, you won't put us in your eyes, at best, your strength will be able to compete with one of us at most, and if you want to fight one against four, it will be humiliating yourself. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi flipped his wrist, a long sword was already in his hand, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation appeared on his body, and he sneered at Yan Wubian.

And the other three people who were a few positions away from the old man in Tsing Yi also had gloomy faces, and the spiritual power in their bodies was also rushing rapidly, and the spiritual power of various attributes of different colors began to surge out from their bodies, pouring into the spiritual soldiers in their hands, and the fierce attack martial arts were rapidly taking shape, with the example of the man in white before, now they are naturally ready to go all out without reservation.

"Up!"

As the old man in Tsing Yi spit out his words, the eyes of the four people suddenly widened, and the spirit soldiers in their hands shook violently, and the martial arts that had been brewed to the limit were swung out, and suddenly, four fierce and incomparably fierce energies burst out in an instant, and where the four energies passed, the space shook, and the strong wind exploded, and the power that gathered together was really amazing.

"The wind and clouds!"

"Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest!"

"Empty Slash!"

"Thunder shook all directions!"

At the moment when the four energy bursts, Yan Wubian, who was not far away, naturally would not sit still, and the murderous aura in his body suddenly converged into his body, and then, a wild thunder and lightning aura erupted from his body like a volcano that broke through the constraints of the earth.

"Nine Saints World Destroying God Thunder!"

A flat voice slowly came out of Yan Wubian's mouth, and when the last word fell, Yan Wubian's high-raised sky-shattering thunder dragon spear suddenly burst out with a thunderbolt force, heading towards the sky, as if it had passed through the void in one fell swoop, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the power of thunder and lightning disappeared, several deafening thunderbolts suddenly exploded in the sky above everyone, and four light purple thunder pillars with a thickness of a few feet appeared out of thin air, and slammed down, directly slashing at the four energies emitted by the four old men in Tsing Yi.

"Boom......!"

At the moment of the collision, an earth-shattering explosion sounded, and then all kinds of dazzling lights mixed together bloomed from the explosion place, dazzling, and a strong wind wave generated by the explosion made everyone's bodies sway.

Just as the sound of the explosion sounded, the momentum on Yan Wubian's body soared, completely ignoring the explosive energy caused by the explosion, his body accelerated suddenly, turning into a blurred black shadow, snorting, completely ignoring the existence of spatial distance, a distance of twenty meters, shuttling in the blink of an eye.

The four old men in Tsing Yi only felt a flower in front of them, and a black figure suddenly burst out from the dazzling light, carrying a powerful power, and instantly appeared in front of several people.

"Die!"

Yan Wubian snorted softly, the heaven-shattering thunder dragon spear in his hand shook, like an electric snake-like thunder spiritual power, quickly flashed and jumped on the body of the spear, with the spear in his hand stabbing out, the thunder spiritual power quickly condensed on the tip of the spear, made a sneering sound, and killed the old man in Tsing Yi closest to him.

Yan Wubian suddenly forcibly broke through the aftermath of the explosion, obviously catching everyone off guard, the old man in Tsing Yi looked at the sky-shaking thunder dragon spear that killed in front of him in an instant, and his face changed greatly, in a hurry, his body instinctively swung the long sword in his hand and slashed towards the spear, and then the spiritual power surged and condensed rapidly in front of him, forming a shield and increasing his own defense.

With a "bang", the powerful attack force was not at all something that the old man in Tsing Yi could resist the winner in a hurry, and the long sword with obvious insufficient strength slashed into the sky-shaking thunder dragon spear, and was directly rebounded out, and the residual power of the spear was undiminished, and it was directly stabbed on the shield formed by spiritual power.

The shield was like a papier-mâché, and under the earth-shattering thunder dragon spear, it immediately cracked and disappeared, and with a "snort", the spear had already penetrated through the chest of the old man in Tsing Yi.

"Ahh

The old man in Tsing Yi looked at the spear on his chest in disbelief, and let out a scream from his mouth, but with a flick of Yan Wubian's wrist, the body of the old man in Tsing Yi immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist, and his screams stopped abruptly.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the old man in Tsing Yi took a look, he once again stepped into the footsteps of the man in white, so that the other three finally felt the threat of death, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian screamed in horror, and then, as soon as the figure moved, he wanted to leave this place.

With lightning speed, Yan Wubian, who quickly killed the old man in Tsing Yi, did not stop there, his figure was like a ghost, as soon as the middle-aged Confucian man's voice stopped, he had already deceived him, and a cyan flame exuding a scorching aura had already flown out of Yan Wubian's palm and fell directly on his body, so that the middle-aged man who wanted to escape was instantly burned to ashes.

Yan Wubian killed the two of them so neatly in a row, so that the other two couldn't help but be so frightened that they almost lost their souls, just when the middle-aged Confucian man turned into ashes, the remaining two people wanted their father and mother to give them two more feet, and as soon as their figures moved, they immediately turned into two streamers without looking back, and quickly escaped, for fear that Yan Wubian would catch up with them and kill them all.

Yan Wubian did not chase away, he found that although the battle of the few people just now was short, the movement was not small, and it had attracted the attention of many people to look this way, these people who were originally swept to the peak, some just glanced at the movement on their side, and then continued to sweep up. But some had already turned around and flew towards where they were.

"Let's go!"

Yan Wubian didn't want to make trouble for himself for no reason, if he stayed here, he would inevitably have to entangle with these people who came out of curiosity, and as soon as his figure moved, he immediately returned to Yun Ruyan's side, and took the lead in flying towards the peak, and the two looked around, and quickly followed.