|||->-> The people who were originally going to rush to the aid all stopped at this moment, looking at somewhere on the battlefield in surprise.

When Phantom Yi made a move, their hearts were raised to their throats, and Mengxue, Qianying and others were even more discolored. But when I saw the scene now, I didn't react except in amazement.

Ye Lingyu was in the air, and Phantom Yi was covered in scorched black after the thunder burned.

Everyone originally thought that no matter how strong Ye Lingyu was, he should not have the power to fight against the main god of the eighth layer of the Heavenly Order, but the facts in front of him completely subverted everyone's imagination.

Xiao Wanjin looked up blankly and said to himself: "Brother Ye...... It's so strong. ”

"Wanjin!" Yueshang called out to him beside him.

Xiao Wanjin woke up suddenly, and hurriedly continued to command: "The fifth team stepped forward, let go!"

Boom, boom, boom.

The colorful horses in the sky flew staggered, and the Protoss, which was originally as powerful as a flood of beasts, was beaten to the point of losing its armor.

Now that the entire Central Region has been turned into a battlefield, the formation and the four clans have turned into a huge cage, besieging the Protoss inside. And the Protoss who was hit by the head of the head couldn't return to their senses for a while, the hearts of the people were panicked, the team was chaotic, and countless people fell in the chaos.

Somewhere on the battlefield, Phantom Yiyi stood on the charred ground, and his suppressed violent aura surged.

He admitted that he had underestimated this demon lord, and under the use of secret techniques, Ye Lingyu's strength had actually climbed to the realm of the eighth layer of the Heavenly Order. A Heavenly Rank Fifth Layer, exerting the power of the Eighth Layer of the Heavenly Rank, this kind of thing is really appalling to say.

It's not that Phantom Yi is really inferior to Ye Lingyu, Phantom Yi is the oldest and one of the best in strength among the twelve main gods. The reason why he suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Lingyu was because he underestimated the enemy for a while.

In the distance, there was a beast roar from the Heavenly Gate, and in addition to the continuous appearance of the Protoss, there were also many high-grade spirit beasts.

Among them, there are even the Nine Rank Emperor Whale that appeared in the last Middle Domain War, as well as several other Nine Rank Spirit Beasts.

From the emergence of these powerful spirit beasts, the disadvantage of the Protoss on the battlefield has also been slightly alleviated.

"Stinky boy, I have to break you into pieces today!" A low roar rolled in Phantom Yiyi's throat, and he turned into a streamer and pounced on Ye Lingyu.

Ye Lingyu pulled back and forth in the high place, and closed his sword at his waist.

Thunder enveloped the blade, and the majestic and ancient sword intent lingered. With the momentum of drawing the sword, a sword is slashed out - a sword in the wilderness!

The demon incarnation was added, and the power of the eighth layer of the heavenly ladder unleashed a reckless sword, and the sword momentum was mighty, condensed into a sword and slashed down.

"Don't think about it!" Phantom roared, raising his hand to pull out a spear.

The spear was bronze throughout, and the head of the spear stirred up a flash of purple light, and the magnificent power slammed into the sword.

The two majestic forces collided, and Phantom Yiyi's figure was blasted back a few steps, and the sword of the Reckless One Sword was shattered.

The strength of Phantom Yi is absolutely undoubted. He is a dragon himself, a natural powerhouse. Moreover, it has been a long time since he was promoted to the eighth layer of the Heavenly Rank, and the accumulation of strength is no longer a day or two, and the continuous accumulation of cultivation has made him a rare powerhouse at the eighth level of the Heavenly Rank.

The spear danced, and the soul chasing shot pointed at Ye Lingyu.

He came extremely fast, and in an instant, he was already in front of Ye Lingyu, and the head of the spear flashed with cold light, piercing Ye Lingyu's chest.

With the background of Phantom Yiyi, he has an absolute advantage in fighting against the ordinary eighth layer of the Heavenly Rank. Ye Lingyu, a person who relied on secret techniques to barely possess the strength of the eighth layer of the Heavenly Rank, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to resist his strength. But just like the weirdness he had experienced before, the moment the spear stabbed in front of Ye Lingyu, it seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and the castration suddenly stagnated.

Although it was only a brief pause, it was enough for Ye Lingyu to launch a counterattack.

Ye Lingyu grabbed the spear with one hand, and at the same time, the sharp edge of the flowing fire slashed towards Phantom Yiyi's chest from the bottom to the top with the sound of whirring wind.

This time he was on guard, and with a shock of his spear, Phantom Yi broke free from the restraints, and ducked away.

But even so, Ye Lingyu refused to give up, bullied himself, and danced with his long sword.

The continuous collision of the flowing fire and the spear erupted into pieces of battle aftermath.

On the battlefield in the distance, Ying Tianyu was distracted while fighting with Phantom Tian.

Ye Lingyu's growth really surprised her.

Ye Lingyu has grown two levels of cultivation, not to mention, after all, he has the assistance of good things such as Bodhi Lotus and Sanqing Enlightenment Dao Jade, and the growth of cultivation is reasonable. The key to light is the brand-new moves he casts, and these moves emerge one after another, and Ying Tianyu secretly sighs when he sees it.

The magic trick of the demon incarnation had a lot of side effects on Ye Lingyu before, but seeing that he was so easy to use it now, I am afraid that he is already familiar with this trick, and even if there is a backlash, I am afraid that it will be suppressed to the extreme.

As for the strangeness of his fighting, I am afraid that it is the secret of great freedom in his mouth.

However, until this moment, Ying Tianyu still hadn't seen through the essence of his moves.

Phantom Yiyi and Ye Lingyu fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky. No one can have the absolute upper hand in a short period of time.

"The Twelve Main Gods are nothing more than that!" Ye Lingyu dodged a shot from Phantom Yiyi and said jokingly.

"Boy, what's the use of your tongue lotus, when I take your head, I see if you can still say such things. Phantom Yi smashed out a backhand shot, and the tip of the spear shook, like a lotus blooming.

It's weird as always, the spear is castrated like a rainbow, but as long as it gets close to Ye Lingyu within a certain range, its speed will be greatly reduced inexplicably, and it will be easily dodged by Ye Lingyu.

Many times, Phantom Yiyi felt that he could succeed, but as long as he was close to Ye Lingyu, he was inexplicably a little uncontrollable, and frequently revealed flaws.

If it weren't for these weirdness, Phantom Yiyi would be conceited enough to kill Ye Lingyu. No matter how strong Ye Lingyu is, no matter how he uses secret techniques, he is only a fifth-level Heaven Rank in the end. It was a world of difference from his eighth layer of the Heavenly Ladder. But it was these weird and constant interferences that made him never seize the opportunity, and he almost hit it several times.

"Back then, Ying Tianyu's predecessors were so kind to you that you didn't want to repay it, and you turned against each other. I thought that there were only pigs and dogs, and it turned out that you were one of them. "Since Ye Lingyu learned swordsmanship with Leng Konghe, he has become comfortable with the heavy sword, and it is no longer the same rough ore usage as before.

The swordsmanship was exquisite, forcing Phantom Yi to retreat again and again.

As if he had been told what was in his heart, Phantom Yi was about to split, and roared to force Ye Lingyu back.

"Stinky boy, I'll kill you!"

"Kill me, you don't have the skills to do it. Who was beaten to their knees and begging for mercy just now?"

"What did you say?"

Phantom Yiyi's attack was fierce, but Ye Lingyu was not without the power to resist. Coming and going, playing up and down.

"Look at the people of your god clan, you are menacing, but you have only the power to escape, if I are you, I will hide back to the heavenly realm with my head!" Ye Lingyu slashed Phantom Yiyi from the sky with a sword, "Phantom Yiyi, although you have the appearance of a pig and a dog, if you are willing to be a shrunken turtle and roll back, I will spare you from death!"

Phantom Yiyi is usually not an impulsive person, but his heart was hurt by Ye Lingyu's words, and his anger was even stronger, and he had a posture of wanting to find Ye Lingyu to fight to the death.

At the beginning, he suffered a loss in the hands of Ye Lingyu, so he has always been obsessed, and every word Ye Lingyu said made him shake a point.

The teeth creaked, and the furious power continued to burst out.

"Stinky boy, you can only use your tongue, and when you are captured, I will cut your tongue!"

Phantom Yi smashed out one by one, but it stabbed in the air, Ye Lingyu grabbed the body of the gun and backhanded a sword.

As soon as Phantom Yi had red eyes, Leng Buding's heart was cold, and he retreated violently with the spear in his hand. In an instant, he had retreated to a few dozen feet away, and when he looked down, he saw a two-foot-long sword mark on his chest, and blood kept gushing out.

As a dragon clan, such an injury was not serious for him, but being hit by Ye Lingyu's sword made him tremble with anger.

It shouldn't be like this, Ye Lingyu is only the fifth layer of the Heavenly Rank, and he can pinch it to death with just one finger if he is placed on the fifth layer of the Heavenly Rank in the past, and there is no need to make a big fuss at all. But today, it backfired, and he suffered losses in the hands of a fifth-layer Heavenly Rank one after another.

"Yi Yi!" A delicate woman came from the battlefield to help, and the cultivation of the seventh layer of the women's Heavenly Rank was also a main god, "Yi Yi, don't listen to him!

A word to wake up the person in the dream, and the illusion is a spirit.

Yes, even if Ye Lingyu uses the secret technique, I'm afraid there is still no way to do it

Compete with him, an old Heavenly Rank Eighth Layer. Just now, Ye Lingyu shook his heart with a string of unbearable words, which made him suffer one after another.

"Good boy, I underestimate you. Phantom Yiyi gradually regained his composure.

This kid is not weak in his hands, and his mouth is also sharp. If it was just a hard move, Phantom Yiyi might not lose him, but this kid is good at shaking people's calmness with words, which has become the current scene.

Fighting in the hands, fighting in the mouth, fighting moves, and fighting scheming.

Phantom Yi is 10,000 people who don't understand, how do you look at this kid is a person who has lived for dozens of years, where did he come from this kind of city.

Ye Lingyu looked at him with a smile, and danced the spear he snatched in his hand.

"Lingyun, let's join forces to kill him!" Phantom Yi said.

The woman nodded slightly, and flanked Ye Lingyu from left to right.

"Why, the weapons have been lost, isn't it enough to be ashamed? If I were you, I would obediently go back to the heavenly realm, and save the stench for 10,000 years. Ye Lingyu smiled faintly, and the spear in his hand was projected straight towards the woman.

The woman swept out with a sword, and when she blocked the spear, she only felt a pain in her wrist, and almost failed to hold the sword in her hand.

Secretly frightened, this demon was powerful at the same time, and slashed out with a sword.

Ye Lingyu was about to dodge, but on the opposite side, Phantom Yi grabbed it one by one.

Facing head-on, no matter how strong Ye Lingyu is, it is impossible to compete with the two main gods at the same time.

What's more, now that Phantom Yiyi has regained his composure, it is impossible to deal with it calmly as he did just now.

Ye Lingyu blocked the edge of the flowing fire in front of him, and retreated again and again while parrying.

Ling Yun slashed out a few swords in a row, pinched a finger in his hand, and the figure suddenly slowly faded, gradually dissolving like ink melting into clear water, and disappeared without a few breaths.

"Concealment technique!" Ye Lingyu was slightly shocked.

A person who is proficient in the art of concealment, if he unfolds it, can hide his body and even his breath. While engaging the enemy, such moves can often be taken by surprise.

Ordinary people are like this, and the effect of a main god using such a means can be imagined.

A seventh-layer Heavenly Rank hidden in the shadows, any shot could be fatal.

From the beginning of Lingyun's concealment technique, Ye Lingyu couldn't catch her breath.

Losing a trace of the main god, even he had to tense his nerves.

Ling Yun was obviously good at this, and after using a concealment technique to hide herself, Ye Lingyu couldn't feel where she was even if she released her divine sense.

Of the twelve main gods, none of them are ordinary.

If it was just a Lingyun, Ye Lingyu could still perceive and defend carefully, but at the same time, he had to deal with a Phantom Yiyi, that was another matter. A crisis arises from the heart.

After a few tricks of hard connection with Phantom Yi, Ye Lingyu suddenly felt a chill in his vest, as if a cold air was coming.

At the same time, Phantom Yi punched him in the heart.

In the face of Phantom Yiyi's attack, Ye Lingyu couldn't be careless at all. At the same time as raising the sword to block, a sharp sword behind his back made a clanging sound.

In an instant, the sky-rushing sword intent spread.

After all, the technique of concealment is only to hide the body and aura, and if you attack, the concealment will naturally be broken.

The Lingyun people had already appeared behind Ye Lingyu, and the power of the seventh layer of the Heavenly Rank urged the sword blade to approach Ye Lingyu's vest.

With such a sword, Ye Lingyu couldn't have freed his hand to resist in a hurry. If this sword stabs, even he will not be able to feel good.

But inexplicably, Ling Yun's sword reached Ye Lingyu's back, and the speed suddenly slowed down, as if even the passage of time had been distorted. Wu Zi jerked to the side and brushed Ye Lingyu's side.

Even Lingyun's eyes widened.

Her sword was indeed stabbing at Ye Lingyu, and when she was about to succeed, it seemed that an invisible big hand forcibly deflected her sword edge.

Before Ling Yun could react to what was going on, Ye Lingyu's palm slammed into her chest.

Lingyun only felt that all her internal organs were shaking, and she spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out, and even the long sword came out of her hand.