Outside the battlefield, Qiu Ping saw that Feng Yi had the upper hand and slapped the enemies of the Fire Clan, and his heart was very happy, and he applauded again and again. Seeing that the Fire Clan had used Fang Gang's occult technique to defeat Wei Tian, Qiu Ping was suddenly shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Brother, be careful. ”

At the same time, Wei Tian and the girl in pink also shouted in unison: "Be careful!"

Before the warnings of the three of them landed, the Fire Clan girl's eighteen sword rays had already chased the wind and stabbed straight towards Feng Yi.

"'Eighteen Blood Sword Slash Shura' is one of the holy skills of my Fire Clan's royal family, it depends on how you can block it. ”

On the face of the Fire Clan girl, the arrogant look that had disappeared for a long time resurfaced.

But she miscalculated, because Feng Yi was not Wei Tian.

The sword was added, and suddenly a white sword light came from the outside of the body.

Everywhere the sword light passed, the eighteen blood swords collapsed one after another. Immediately after that, there was a sound of "clang", and the five-grade Chiyang sword, which had followed the Fire Clan girl for more than ten years, fell firmly on the yellow mud ground.

The sword is broken from the middle, the incision is smooth, and the sun shines.

The Fire Clan girl froze, "How is this possible?"

But there was a knife momentum, and Feng Yi slashed through the air.

The knife is three feet long, and it slashes in front of the body, and nothing can stop it.

This sword is not transformed by the Yuan Force out of the body, but by the knife momentum and the strong wind.

The knife momentum, the wind chasing knife technique, the gossip dragon palm, and the eighteen styles of the heavenly sword are combined into one extreme knife.

The momentum contained in the knife turned into a red flame dragon and slammed down on the Fire Clan girl.

The strong wind was strong, and the tornado was blowing away, blowing away the long hair of the Fire Clan girl, and it fluttered on her back, like thousands of weeping willows struggling in the storm.

What's the use of struggling? It's just in vain.

"Ahh......h

The dragon's groan was deafening. Qiu Ping was intimidated by the knife momentum, and retreated, frightened.

"Brother Feng Yi's combat power is so strong?"

The Baisha Gang also retreated a few feet, Wei Tian looked at Feng Yi's knife, and said, "This is ...... potential?"

"It's over, it's over......"

The Fire Clan girl closed her eyes, not daring to face the thick shadow of death.

But the roaring dragon did not cut down directly, and the Fire Clan girl tried to open her eyes, but when she saw Feng Yi's sword technique, she hurriedly slashed behind her.

"Huh?"

The Fire Clan girl was puzzled, and Qiu Ping, Wei Tian and others were also puzzled.

The dragon roared, and the fire dispersed, igniting the mountains under the autumn sun, and the flames rose to the sky.

In the midst of the flames, the wild dragon suddenly dispersed, and a white-haired old man dressed in red with a bright yellow fire cloud pattern embroidered on the hem of his clothes appeared on the fire.

With a flick of his right hand, the flames beneath him were extinguished. In the void, a pure and extremely thick transparent Yuan Force cut through the space and attacked Feng Yi directly.

"There is a descendant boy in the Jin clan who has realized the sword power, if you are given a few more years to grow up, then you will have to do it? Hmph! The old man can't leave you. ”

The white-haired old man said coldly.

Feng Yi's knife could have killed the Fire Clan girl on the spot. But when the blade fell, he suddenly heard something strange behind him.

In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to slash back, but he didn't expect that his most proud knife would be easily defeated by this old man of the Fire Clan who suddenly appeared.

Yuan Li shot out, Feng Yi felt it in his heart, and hurriedly used the dragon swimming technique to dodge sideways.

But that Yuan Li was under the control of the old man of the Fire Clan, like a living thing, no matter where Feng Yi flashed, it would not lose its head.

This old man, Feng Yi has seen it, but he doesn't know it.

In the Spirit Mist Mountain Range, he was also a member of the siege and killing Xiao Ash, and it was he and the other three Fire Clan elders who formed an enchantment to stop the cold wave.

Feng Yi didn't expect the enemy to meet so soon, and he didn't expect that as soon as they met, the other party would be killed.

What kind of cultivation is the old man?

Feng Yi didn't know, but it was speculated that it was at least the seventh step of Xuan Xiu, the powerhouse of the Habitat Raider.

If he wasn't a strong person who robbed the habitat, how could he have the strength to participate in the round-up of the eighth-order alien beast blue-eyed golden eagle?

The fatal blow of the powerhouse of the robbing realm, or the fatal blow of the powerhouse of the eighth step of the Xuanxiu Realm of the higher realm, can only stop and block with a horizontal knife.

"Blood Burning Secret Technique, open!"

Feng Yi drank violently, and the blood in his eyes floated.

"Natal supernatural powers, open!"

The blood light was three times thicker, and the essence blood in Feng Yi's body was burning wildly.

The dragon roared, and an illusory dragon soul soared into the sky. After going straight into the sky, he returned to his body. The claw feet and Feng Yi's arms and legs are combined, the dragon head is in line with Feng Yi's head, and the dragon body is Feng Yi's strong dragon body that will not be destroyed.

In the Jiang Palace, the Yuan Force Dragon Fetus rotated wildly, and the vigorous and pure Yuan Force roared out. The wood increased its fire, emitting blazing fire, and quickly rolled around the side, causing a fierce flame, and in an instant, it burned all the autumn grass and dead trees within a radius of ten zhang with Feng Yi as the center.

In the flames, Feng Yi slashed horizontally to the sky and slashed out.

On the five-foot bone knife with a straight ridge and a single blade, the fire dragon roared wildly, rushing towards the illusory yuan force.

"Woo ......"

Out of nowhere, a bird's song sounded, and it joined the dragon's groan, coiling into the sky.

Outsiders don't know where the birdsong comes from, but Feng Yi can hear it really and see it clearly.

The sound of the bird was made by the bone knife.

When the bird chirped, a phoenix soul burning with colorful flames suddenly rushed out from the five-foot bone knife.

The colorful phoenix flutters its wings into the sky, catches up with the dragon in flames, and dances together.

The phoenix chirps, the dragon roars, endlessly. And Feng Yi, in the midst of the flames, under the sky, his eyes were flooded with blood, and his face was hideous.

The blazing fire burned his shirt away, revealing a muscular, muscular body.

On the back, chest, abdomen, hands, head and face, orange-red dragon scales fell one after another.

The pair of hands holding the five-foot bone knife tightly seemed to have turned into real dragon claw feet in a trance.

The mouth opened, and Feng Yi roared to the sky.

The howling sound was like a dragon's roar, shaking the autumn sun, and it almost fell on top of each other.

Finally, the dragon and phoenix sword momentum met the illusory yuan power wielded by the old man of the Fire Clan.

There is no sound and no flower, the dragon stops, the phoenix sings, the fire is extinguished, and the heaven and earth return to silence.

Outside the battlefield, everyone was stunned, as if they were in a dream.

Next to the battlefield, the Fire Clan girl looked at Feng Yi's back covered with orange-red dragon scales, and muttered to herself: "If he had used this sword just now, even if there were ten of me, I would have already died." ”

The heat wave came to her face, and the girl suddenly felt a chill rushing all over her body, making her shiver and her teeth rattle.

In the battlefield, Feng Yi frowned, took a step back from his knife, and the blood light in his eyes quietly dissipated.

This knife did not destroy the Yuan Force that the old man of the Fire Clan waved casually. But that illusory yuan force failed to destroy the dragon and phoenix sword momentum, and attacked again.

Why is that?

Feng Yi didn't know.

He looked up at the old man of the Fire Clan, but saw that his white eyebrows trembled sharply, and a solemn light suddenly appeared on his face.

One was in the sky, the other was on the ground, and in the void between the two, a whirlpool quietly appeared.

In the whirlpool, an old woman dressed in white walked out.

She had a high back and was a hunchback. Bent over, he carried a golden sword nearly five feet long.

The golden sword poked in the void, and the old woman stood in the wind, looking down at Feng Yi.

In the cloudy eyes, there was a lot of appreciation, "Good son, this knife is not bad." ”

The voice is hoarse, but it does not give people a feeling of disgust, but carries an indescribable kindness.

The old woman looked at Feng Yi with a smile, and the old man of the Fire Clan, who was standing in the middle of the sky, had quietly turned into horror on his expression.

He didn't dare to stand on the old woman anymore, he hurriedly fell into the clouds, down-to-earth, bowed to the old woman, and said, "The younger generation has seen ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the old woman waving her hand, "You little baby, why don't you learn well? Your girl from the Fire Clan wants to come to my Jin Clan to pick a list, if you don't worry about her safety, the potential secret protection is, why do you want to attack my Jin Clan's son, and bully the small?"

"The younger generation knows the mistake. ”

The old man of the Fire Clan slammed into the ground, his voice trembling.

The old woman shook her head and sighed, "Alas, you juniors, are getting more and more bastards, and you have caused trouble, so you have to ask my wife to come out and clean up." How long can I, old bone, work for you?"

The old eyes look at the sun, and it is a little vicissitudes.

The old man of the Fire Clan hurriedly said again: "The younger generation knows that it is wrong, and the ancestor should not be angry." ”

"What kind of anger, when you are old, no matter how big your anger is, it has been worn away by the years. That's it, there you go. ”

The old man of the Fire Clan hurriedly thanked him, and the old woman continued: "Give your girl of the Fire Clan to take away, if you want to pick a list, find a protector, come openly." What's the matter with such sneakiness?"

"Yes, the younger generation must follow the teachings of the ancestors. ”

The old man of the Fire Clan bowed back, until he retreated to the side of the Fire Clan girl who was staring at Feng Yi, and finally waved his hand and disappeared in place with the girl.

From beginning to end, he hung his head and didn't dare to raise it for half a minute.

Outside the battlefield, Qiu Ping, Wei Tian and the others looked at the sky together, not knowing who this old woman was.

Feng Yi didn't know who she was, he just looked up at her.

After looking at it for a moment, he pondered: "She is not among the round-up of Little Ash, why does the Fire Clan elder call her an ancestor?"

Doubts are doubts, and I have to thank you for saving my life.

Feng Yi hugged his fists and bowed down, sincerely thanking.

The old woman fell into the clouds, walked slowly to Feng Yi's side with the golden sword, looked at him left and right, nodded and said, "Good son, what a good son." What's it called?"

Gentle, kind, like a mother-in-law in a neighboring village, squinting and smiling.

Feng Yi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and replied: "Back to my mother-in-law to ask, the boy's name is Feng Yi." The seal of the ban, the escape of the escape. ”

"Hey, this name is interesting, I want to ban it, I want to escape, but what do you want?" the old woman said to herself.

Feng Yi said with a smile: "What the elders in the family thought when they chose the name, the kid didn't know. ”

"Where do you live?" asked the old woman again.

Feng Yi said bluntly: "I used to live in the Hidden Dragon Mountain in the extreme west of the Western Territory, but now I am scattered. ”

"Loose cultivation? tsk, pitiful, pitiful. Loose cultivation is the most pitiful, no one loves and cares. The old woman sighed again and again.

Sighing, he took out a milky white jade pendant from his arms, stretched out his hand and handed it over, "Good boy, take it, go to the imperial capital, don't do casual cultivation." ”

Given by the elders, Feng Yi didn't dare to postpone it, so he hurriedly bent down and stretched out his hands to take it.

"My mother-in-law has something to do, so I'm busy first. The old woman looked up at the autumn sun again, and a flash of urgency flashed on her old face.

But before he turned around, he seemed to remember something again. The old woman looked at Feng Yi again and said, "That blood-burning method is not good, don't use it in the future." If you don't keep it, it will cause people to misunderstand, saying that my good son of the Jin clan secretly learned other techniques. Don't use it, listen to your mother-in-law. ”

Feng Yi hurriedly said, "Okay." ”

It's good, but Feng Yi doesn't plan to use it. The Blood Burning Secret Technique and the Natal Divine Power are his means of preserving his life, not only to be used, but also to be used in key places.

It's just that he doesn't understand why the old woman would say that this method would be misunderstood by others as stealing.

"Yes, Master's Prince of the Wood Clan, the Blood-Burning Secret Technique should be the stunt of the Wood Clan's royal family. Feng Yi's heart was stunned.

When I looked up, I saw that the whirlpool had risen again, and the old woman had already stepped into it and disappeared.

"This old woman ......" Feng Yi looked at the void in front of him, and didn't know how to describe the old woman for a while.

In a daze, he was attacked by the Fire Clan elders and almost died. was rescued by an old woman who didn't know how to cultivate geometry, and got a jade pendant instead.

Feng Yi pinched the milky white jade pendant, which was round and natural, and there were no traces of axes and chisels. There are lines on it, forming the shape of a sword.

Except for that, there is nothing out of the ordinary.

On the jade pendant, there is no fluctuation of yuan power, and there is no special breath, it is just an ordinary mutton fat jade pendant.

"The Imperial Capital of the Jin Clan, I really don't have the time to go at this time. Old woman, you can't blame me for being disobedient. ”

Feng Yi secretly thought in his heart and put the jade pendant into the Xuan bag.