When the ghost baby was stabbed to death by Qiao Sandao, a wail came out of the hall of the main building, and above the sea of black clouds outside the building, he didn't care that the more than ten flying swords around him were still flying wantonly, Duan Yiyi reappeared, his face was extremely ugly, and the whole person was so angry that even the robe on his body began to tremble, and the sea of thick ink clouds that had almost submerged the roof was even tumbling like boiling water.

Duan Yiyi roared angrily at the main building: "Rubbish! Pei Qiancheng! You are really a waste! Lao Tzu worked hard to save you from a fart!"

He held out a hand, clenching it suddenly.

In the lobby of the main building, Pei Qiancheng, who had already been controlled by the secret method, exploded directly without warning in his heart, and then his soul flew away in an instant, and his body fell to the ground softly, and all his flesh and blood essence turned into nothingness, leaving only a skin bag.

Qiao Sandao frowned, withdrew the long knife at his waist to avoid being contaminated by those filthy blood, and raised his head to look above the sea of clouds.

Duan Yiyi's eyes bloomed with blood, his hands waved his sleeves, and two extremely huge spiritual qi surged out from the big sleeves, and for a while, the wind was fierce, and more than ten flying swords were scattered in the sea of clouds.

His face was hideous, he looked down at the five huge flying swords that had not yet touched the ground, and said angrily: "Boy, you are still dying! Lao Tzu originally thought that the ghost baby was born and his appetite was poor, so he pressed you under the five magic flying swords and squeezed out the essence and blood little by little, since now that Lao Tzu has caused everything to stop, you should hurry up and die for me!"

Qiao Sandao had already arrived above the main building of the castle, and a long knife was ready to be fired.

Duan Yiyi waved his sleeves with one hand, trying his best to stop the assassination of the more than ten flying swords, and with one hand, he clenched his fist and slammed it down, "Little rabbit cub, don't die or not?!"

Qiao Sandao's eyes changed slightly, his figure disappeared suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of the main building, and a scarlet long knife changed into three in an instant, slashing fiercely at the fifth flying sword in the middle, stopping its downward rush.

He knew that he must not let this main sword merge with the rest of the four flying swords rooted in the earth, and when the time comes, the five swords will form a formation, Ye Fan will not say that it is the sword cultivation of the five realms, that is, the cultivation of the seven realms, I am afraid that he will be cut into pulp by the sword qi in the sword array.

Qiao Sandao shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

The flying sword was slashed a few feet upwards by the broadsword.

Duan Yiyi laughed and got up, grabbed his sleeves, and swept to the hilt of the flying sword, and after his feet touched it, he pressed down violently, making the mountain flying sword that was resisted by a long knife successfully pressed to the end!

When this flying sword landed, the entire castle began to tremble, so much so that cracks began to appear in the mountains outside the castle, and the aftermath could be clearly felt even in Kyoto, a dozen miles away.

When the five swords gathered, the formation had been completed, and on the roof, Qiao Sandao spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and finally held on to the wall, his fingers moved slightly, and he said with difficulty: "Childe......"

The corners of Duan Yiyi's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, although in order to bring down this sword array, the half-immortal robe on his body had lost his aura, but at least the two people from Jiulong Ridge and the two guys in front of him who were in the way would not be left alive.

On the other side of the sea of clouds overhead, only a few flying swords from the sword cultivator in the main building were still struggling, Duan Yiyi had actually been secretly observing, after the sword array successfully killed the white-robed young man, the flying sword fell to the ground and landed in two alleys in the distance, most of them were destroyed, it was a pity.

Even if it is exchanged for Ziyun coins, it is a lot of money.

The revenge was avenged, Duan Yiyi was a little happy in his heart, firstly, he could no longer support the sword formation of five mountain flying swords, and secondly, he had to quickly peel off the ownerless flying sword from the young man's corpse, and then leave this place quickly, so as not to be intercepted and killed by Jiulongling or the old king of the temple who happened to be patrolling here, otherwise even if he Duan was first-class, he would be a lost dog and go to the end of the world.

At this point, Jiulongling still has no Eight Realms or Yuan Infant Ancestor to make a move, it seems that the two guys who died and injured were too big to give themselves the opportunity to leave safely, otherwise even if he could kill the two, it would be difficult not to spread the news.

Duan Yiyi silently recited the mantra of "Collect the Sword", and the five flying swords instantly rose from the ground, their bodies became smaller and smaller, and finally returned to the half-immortal military robe on his body.

While waving his sleeves to control the sea of clouds, blocking Qiao Sandao's powerful and fast long knife, he stood on top of the sea of clouds and descended to the main building with a smile.

There was an extremely delicate unsheathed long sword on the ground, lying quietly on the ground, as if it had been thrown here by someone, and its whole body was full of harmlessness to humans and animals.

The flying sword that the Ming Dynasty thought about was in front of him, and it was within reach, but Duan Yiyi's face changed drastically, his hands clapped, and the whole person suddenly rose into the air, after a series of battles, and with the continuous exhaustion of his own aura, the black cloud sea that did not exist frantically surged towards Duan Yiyi's body.

Dressed in a white robe, he jumped up from the big pit that was just enough for one person to lie down, and shouted loudly: "Qiao Sandao!"

Qiao Sandao didn't hesitate at all, regardless of the body that had been spurting blood, the whole person carried a huge scarlet long knife, jumped high, and slashed down!

Duan Yiyi castrated extremely fast, but the long knives and flying swords that were hidden nearby early came faster!

One left and one right, they instantly stabbed the Dao robe, causing Duan Yiyi's speed to froze slightly.

Two more long knives blocked in the air.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, stepped on the body of the Flying Sword Nine Heavens, chased Duan Yi and the sea of clouds into the air, and flew away.

Edgeworth Flight!

This is the first time Ye Fan has used it.

Although under the suppression of the five mountain flying swords, with the help of Qiao Sandao's delay, coupled with Ye Fan's early calculation of the biggest pothole, before the sword, he stomped his feet and cracked the ground, and he temporarily opened up a big pit for lying down, so that he could escape the fate of being crushed and chopped into flesh, but he was pressed down by the majestic qi machine of the five flying sword array, as if he was in a sealed space, but Ye Fan was not comfortable at all, his ribs had been broken several times, if it wasn't for the previous battles that made him resist a lot, I am afraid that now he can only watch Duan Yi leave。

Ye Fan twisted out two more talismans, the aura surged slightly, turning into ashes, one barrier-breaking talisman and one wind galloping talisman After using it, the black sea of clouds in front of him seemed to become clearer, as the distance between the two continued to close, Duan Yiyi looked back and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Ye Fan, it's you!"

Ye Fan ignored Duan Yiyi's roar, and slashed at the back of this guy's head.

Duan Yiyi really tried his best to envelop the sea of clouds and accelerate forward, so he finally dodged the sword, but the sword overflowed, and it still left a blood groove on his head.

Duan Yiyi's eyes were split, it was really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs.

If it weren't for the explosion of his natal flying sword, his cultivation was greatly damaged, and he only had the strength of the beginning of the Eight Realms, if it wasn't for the Yin Qi of this region, he lost a lot of cultivation and fell to the peak of the Seven Realms, how could he let these two little cubs chase and kill so embarrassed!

Shame!

Qiao Sandao drew an arc in the air, but in the blink of an eye, he quickly intercepted Duan Yiyi's way of escaping.

Duan Yiyi's eyes were solemn, but he didn't dare to break through, turned around, and was stabbed by the white-robed young man who was slow to go out of the sword twice, and he was pierced by a sword, which was very cold!

And this sword is extremely eccentric.

Not only the sword qi, but also the wisps of murderous aura attached to it, and the vitality and aura were all stirred and torn.

Duan Yi stopped his body, and the sea of black clouds under his feet hovered with it.

He looked down at the tip of the sword on his chest and smiled sadly.

"Ye Fan, but in such a short period of time, you can make such progress, and not killing you desperately at that time is the most regrettable decision I have made in my life......

Listening to the enemy's last words, Ye Fan did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation at all, but was clear in his heart, he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, make another sword, and cut off the first-class head of Duan to be foolproof, but Qiao Sandao almost roared behind him and reminded Ye Fan in his heart, hurry back, the farther away the better.

Duan Yi wiped the blood that splashed on his face, and didn't pull out the flying sword that pierced his heart, but just looked at Ye Fan with a sympathetic smile.

Qiao Sandao looked at Duan Yiyi with a solemn face, and his heart palpitated.

Ye Fan's situation at that time was a veritable life hanging by a thread, and he escaped death.

Duan Yiyi tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Death in your hands, can it be called a sentence, retribution is not happy?"

The sea of black clouds in all directions began to gradually dissipate, silently, and returned to heaven and earth. Reading Temple

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After Pei Qiancheng died in the main building, Huang Zhengde took Zhao Yaoshun to escape from the hell on earth smoothly, and went all the way to Jiulongling.

Not to mention the young man who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, even Huang Zhengde himself felt unimaginable.

For a while, the two of them had a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Standing in a dense forest, Zhao Yao suddenly said, "I want to go back." ”

The old man nodded secretly, he had this thought, and he didn't talk about whether he was naïve or not, at least it showed that his state of mind had been greatly eased and had not collapsed.

The original thick sea of clouds that was as black as ink has dispersed, and although it is still difficult to say whether it has escaped from the deadlock for the time being, it is a good sign in the end.

Huang Zhengde raised his eyes and looked at it, using the method of immortal magic to take a cursory look at its weather, and the rich yin qi within a radius of more than ten miles almost dissipated.

So he turned his head and spoke to comfort Zhao Yao, "Don't worry, don't be in a hurry to go back first, now the general trend seems to have turned to our side, at this time, we must not make any extraneous branches." ”

Zhao Yao clenched the handle of the knife at his waist, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and said sullenly: "The benefactor is still in danger, but I, as a disciple of Jiulongling, have to stand by and watch, and steal my life? ”

Huang Zhengde smiled dumbly, did not be impatient, but patiently explained: "Zhao Yao's nephew, you have to write down, fearless sacrifice, not real courage, if you support the courage of the puppet, disaster to others, in vain, this is not called a heroic man's move, this is called stupidity, if the two benefactors are in danger and want someone to save them, you and I are naturally duty-bound, but at this time, the advantage is on the side of the benefactor, if you bother rashly, you will not be able to prepare for the benefactor's chaos." ”

Zhao Yaomu nodded.

This young man who has high hopes for the sect is not a bull horn in the end, coupled with his broad vision and tenacious Dao heart, how could he not be manipulated by a momentary enthusiasm to do such a meaningless and reckless act.

After a while, Zhao Yao raised his head and smiled, "Uncle Shi, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

The old man was somewhat relieved.

This world, after all, still belongs to young people.

The two of them moved forward silently for a long time, and Zhao Yao muttered, "Uncle Shi, two benefactors, can you really kill that demon head in the sky?"

Huang Zhengde sighed: "If you have the ability to arrange such a big game, reverse the luck of a hundred miles of feng shui, it is very likely to be a big devil in Nirvana, or even in the Yuan Infant Realm, that sword formation technique, let alone me, even your master, when you are at the peak of cultivation, you can't do anything." If the two benefactors can drive away the strong enemy, it is already a blessing, and there is no need to hope that they can kill people to break the game. ”

Out of danger, the old man's heartstrings, which were tense at all times, gradually loosened, and he suddenly looked depressed.

The old man leaned against a green tree, "Unless it is the Nine Hanging Sect or our Yuanying Elder of Jiulong Ridge who rushes to hear the news, it will be difficult to stop the big devil who controls the sea of clouds." ”

The faces of the two were heavy, and Zhao Yao's mood was particularly complicated.

Huang Zhengde broke this dull atmosphere, smiled, and pretended to be relaxed: "But don't worry, as long as the devil returns this time, it will definitely attract the attention of the temple, and the devil will definitely not dare to make waves again within a hundred years." Moreover, if Uncle Tang Yu heard about this, he would definitely not sit idly by, and when the sword qi went, it would be easy to kill the demon!"

Zhao Yao cheered up and smiled a little, as if he had extremely great confidence in Tang Yu.

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Far from the heavens of the earth.

The two sides confronted each other.

Their victory or defeat almost determined the life and death of half of the capital.

Three knives, two swords, two people.

Duan Yijiao can be said to be in a heavy siege, not because the other party is outnumbered, but just because he is forced to be helpless by the opponent's extremely fierce sword qi.

Facing two inexplicable monsters in the same realm, Duan Yiyi seemed to know that he was going to die, his expression was stunned, full of helplessness, and he said slowly: "I, Duan Yiyi, have experienced countless battles and small victories and deaths in this life, but I didn't expect to die in the hands of two little mice in the end, which is really a trick." However, if I shatter the Yuan Infant and blow up the two of you with the residual Yin God, it won't be too difficult. After all, no matter what I say, I am also one of the top monks of Dayan, even if you can hide from it, it will definitely not be comfortable, and if you can't say that this skin bag will be gone. ”

Ye Fan frowned and looked at him, but still didn't speak.

The corner of his eye kept staring at the saber on Duan Yiyi's waist, which was Duan Yiyi's last killer weapon.

Duan Yiyi's eyes are so old-fashioned, he looked down and said, "I didn't expect that not only the sword is good, but even this knife is also a good thing." ”

He raised his head, looked around, and his tone was a little lonely, "At that time, His Highness was eloquent and talented, and his means were extraordinary, I was able to stand in His Highness's camp against public opinion, just because I valued his ruthlessness, his strategic methods, I had no relatives and no reason, and I was either practicing or on the battlefield all my life, and I didn't even have a person who could leave a last word when I died, I don't know if it was really retribution......"

Speaking of this, Duan Yiyi smiled miserably, "But in the final analysis, Lao Tzu's vision is not bad, His Royal Highness is the best choice to be the emperor in terms of heart and means." One person does things and one person does it, Li Jin was killed by me, and now you come to seek revenge, of course I won't complain, but if you, an ant, take Lao Tzu's life for granted, but it's a little too naïve......"

Qiao Sandao's gaze crossed Duan Yiyi, looked at Ye Fan in the distance, and communicated with him in his heart.

Knowing that these two people were plotting his life and death, Duan Yiyi, who could be called a hero of the previous generation, ignored these, raised his arm with difficulty, stretched out a finger, and flicked the sharp sword tip from his chest, this heroic action made Duan Yiyi spit out a mouthful of blood, but he still looked calm, "If you don't admit your mistake, I'm afraid this flying sword has reached the level of immortal soldiers, right?" ......”

Ye Fan was indifferent and didn't say a word.

Duan Yiyi retracted his gaze, looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and the wind in the sky blew so that Duan Yiyi's sleeves were hunting with a big hole in his chest.

"My flying sword and magic robe, you two little rabbit cubs, don't dream of getting it!"

Duan Yiyi suddenly laughed loudly and said: "I have killed countless people in my life, and now my death is worth it, to have a Tianjiao like you and a handful of immortal soldiers to accompany the burial, but I have not lost my identity!"

His body began to decompose, and his flesh and blood turned into ashes fell from his body, floating between heaven and earth, but a dazzling brilliance bloomed from the dantian, shooting out in all directions.

Almost at the same time, the two long knives of Jiu Xiaotian and Qiao Sandao all quickly retreated, away from the desperate hero who was about to explode the Yuan Infant.

It's just that Jiu Xiaotian didn't forget to stir it hard before pulling out Duan Yiyi's heart, completely smashing his chest, obviously, even at the risk of being injured, Ye Fan had to ensure that Duan Yiyi's death was undoubted.

Duan's first-class Yuan Infant Qi Mansion exploded together, his body was completely destroyed, and a half-immortal military robe was exploded in a flash, flying towards the sword-wielding young man behind him.

For a while, the wind in the sky was chaotic, exploding in all directions, and the aura suddenly shattered, like countless blacksmiths swinging their hammers in the sea of clouds at the same time, stirring up countless golden sparks.

Because Ye Fan was very close to Duan Yiyi, it was even more difficult, even if he had withdrawn seventy zhang away, he still retreated again and again.

Even though the situation was grim, Ye Fan still tried his best to tell Qiao Sandao in his heart that he would choose a position that could ensure his safety, and use this as an opportunity to temper his body and soul, which would be of great benefit to him.

Through that sparkling cloud, Ye Fan couldn't see Qiao Sandao's movements clearly, but he believed that with his prudence, he would make a safe move.

Unconsciously, Ye Fan had already regarded Qiao Sandao as a fellow practitioner, and even in some life-and-death battles, he was willing to trust and even rely on Qiao Sandao.

For Ye Fan, who was still afraid before, it was not easy.