Lu Zixiong and the others were all shocked when they saw Yun Zhen's ice arrow entering their bodies, and they immediately wanted to step forward to help, but suddenly heard Ye Lan shouting, and the three of them only felt the heat rushing to their faces, and when they raised their eyes, they saw countless evil beasts condensed by flames roaring in unison and swooping in.

The three of them easily dispersed the ice arrows turned out by Ye Lan with magic weapons, and they all thought that his skills were not enough, but in the blink of an eye, Yun Zhen was pierced by dozens of ice arrows, obviously Ye Lan made it a trick to lure the enemy, and did not attach a little strength to the first wave of ice arrows, Yun Zhen carelessly underestimated the enemy, and really only used three layers of skill to block the ice arrows, and immediately ended up with a random arrow piercing his body.

Seeing that the oncoming flame beast was fierce and coming quickly, the three of them naturally no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, and they all danced magic weapons, parried with all their might, and stirred up one fire beast after another into a firecracker. It's just that after these fire beasts were dispersed, they quickly bridged and still rushed forward. The magic weapons of the three people came and went in the flames, and every time they smashed a fire beast, they felt that the burning sensation from the magic weapon increased by a few points, and it burned until the true element in the body was boiling, which was really difficult to endure.

The true yuan in Yun Zhen's body was sealed by the cold qi on the ice arrow, and he couldn't move even a little, but his body didn't fall. He was numb all over his body, and he didn't feel any pain in his injuries, and he was about to use his strength to dissolve the cold qi in his body, but when he saw Ye Lan scolding lightly, the color of separation from fire flashed in his eyes, and the flame tail attached to the ice arrow suddenly jumped, and then drilled into the ice arrow, dyeing the snow-white arrow shaft with a touch of bright red.

Seeing this, Yun Zhen knew that something was wrong, and wanted to open his mouth to save him, but his mouth was also frozen, and he couldn't make a sound.

Ye Lan waited for all the fire feathers to disappear into the ice arrows, suddenly pointed five fingers on the ground, and shouted: "Storm!"

But when he heard the roar, the ice arrows that pierced Yun Zhen's body were like firecrackers, and they all exploded.

Lu Zixiong and the others were besieged by fire beasts, and for a while, all they saw were male flames, and suddenly their eyes were clear, the fire was extinguished, and then countless extremely fine red ice chips rushed to their faces. The three of them didn't know what these red crumbs were, so they were busy with the real yuan, not letting the red crumbs reach their bodies, and the red ice crumbs fell one after another, but Yun Zhen was missing from the field, and then they realized that Yun Zhen had been blown into pieces by the dozens of ice arrows, and he was so dead that there were no bones left.

Lu Zixiong and the others were all assassins of the Thorn Jade Hall, and they had never seen such cruel things in their lives, but seeing that their companions had died so miserably, they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, and the three of them looked at Ye Lan together, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

Ye Lan killed Yun Zhen with one move, but his face showed an extremely regretful look, shook his head slightly, and sighed heavily.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yao asked, "What's the matter? You blew up this guy Yun Zhen to the ground, aren't you still angry?"

Ye Lan shook his head again, and snorted lightly: "This miscellaneous way of dying, that is, looking at the relief of qi, but it died too quickly, and it didn't suffer much pain when it died." I wanted to use that mental method to capture his primordial spirit, torture him for ten days and half a month, and let him endure the most unbearable pain in the world before he was destroyed, but who knew that these three guys on the other side were in the way, so I had to blow him up immediately, such a way of death was too cheap for him!"

Mo Yao smiled and said softly: "Okay, okay, don't sulk, this guy just said a few obscene words, and he made you angry like this, if you know the humiliation that Wan'er and I suffered in the governor's mansion back then, I'm afraid it will blow up your lungs......

When Mo Yao was not too empty, she really experienced a lot of suffering in the mortal world, Ye Lan didn't ask about the things of the year for fear of arousing her sadness, and when she mentioned it, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and she was about to say something to comfort, but she heard Lu Zixiong on the other side yelling: "Xiu'er, the Taoist of the Heart, everyone is together! If we don't do our best, I'm afraid that we will be wiped out at the hands of these two little guys today!"

Su Xiu'er and Mo Yao only exchanged one move and damaged the Qingyu dagger in their hands, although they hated Mo Yao very much in their hearts, they didn't dare to fight with her with the Qingyu dagger at this time, and when they heard Lu Zixiong's words, they scolded lightly, and the dagger in their hands made a clear light, stabbing straight towards Ye Lan's throat.

Mo Yao thought that Su Xiu'er would rush to attack her, but she didn't expect that as soon as she made a move, she pointed directly at Ye Lan, and at that moment Leng Yue shovel swung out diagonally, slashed straight towards the Qingyu dagger, and shouted in her mouth: "There is a way to be a soldier against a soldier, a general against a general, let's also have a man against a man, a woman against a woman, Miss Su, let the three of them go to work hard, we two women are more close!"

Between speaking, the cold moon shovel slashed repeatedly, hoping to touch the Qingyu dagger a few more times, Su Xiu'er had just suffered a big loss on this cold moon shovel, so naturally she didn't dare to fight hard with such a divine soldier again, seeing Yuehua attacking, she had to dodge quickly, her magic weapon was damaged, although the meridians were shocked, but the injury was not very serious, although Mo Yao's skill was thick, after all, she was three layers behind her, she was bent on avoiding the cold moon shovel, Mo Yao couldn't hit Qingguang with Yuehua. Su Xiu'er danced the Qingyu dagger like lightning, and after dodging the Cold Moon Shovel, she still kept greeting Qingguang towards Ye Lan's vital point.

Lu Zixiong and Yun Zhen smell the same, the two are extremely good on weekdays, when they saw him die tragically, they were very angry in their hearts, and they intended to avenge him, and at that moment the long sword flashed and stabbed Ye Lan in the chest and abdomen.

Ye Lan saw the sword light coming, he was not afraid at all, the white light of the ebony fan in his hand flashed, and it also turned into a snow-white fairy sword, fighting with Lu Zixiong's long sword.

Lu Zixiong fought hard with him for a few moves, only to feel a burst of cold air hitting the body, extremely uncomfortable, but in terms of skill, he was still slightly better, it seems that although this Ye Lan is talented, but due to the limitation of the realm, his strength is still much worse than himself, he is based on the strong and strong true yuan, and he fights hard with the opponent, and in a moment, he can be shocked to vomit blood and die.

He felt that he had the upper hand in the fight with Ye Lan, so he turned his head slightly and shouted to the dead heart: "Niu Nose, you don't have to help me, this little girl will be handed over to you, although her magic weapon is powerful, but it is only unrivaled in sharpness, your dust has the effect of overcoming rigidity with softness, you might as well fight with this woman!"

Sadly laughed, and where the dust waved, thousands of silk threads intersected and spiraled out, like countless tentacles, rolling towards Mo Yao from thousands of directions, no matter where she dodged, she couldn't avoid it.

Mo Yao saw that he was attacking with dust, so he had to stop paying attention to Su Xiu'er, took back the cold moon shovel, opened and closed his arms, and twisted the cold moon shovel into a circle of light to protect his body. Knowing that this cold moon shovel is powerful, he doesn't touch it hard, and when the silk thread is about to touch the aperture, it folds and bypasses the aperture, still rolling towards Mo Yao.

Mo Yao was also taken aback when she saw that this heartless Taoist would make a handful of dust so smart, and she hurriedly took back the cold moon shovel, so she had to sacrifice the flower basket, and with a flip of her palm, countless petals rose with her palm, gathering into a flower ball, firmly protecting her body, surrounded by airtightness.

I thought that after the dust tail bypassed the cold moon shovel, she would be able to kill Mo Yao in one fell swoop, but she didn't expect that this woman had another strange treasure on her body, and she actually blocked her wonderful blow with a handful of petals. He was surprised, his strength condensed, and thousands of silk threads gathered into a whisk again, and then Zhenyuan slightly retracted, wanting to take back the whisk, and then make plans, in this moment of lightning and flint, he suddenly saw a slender hand stretched out among the flower balls, and with a slight grip, he grabbed the whisk in his hand.

The magic weapon of heart-killing was held by Mo Yao, but he didn't panic at all, he just sneered in his heart, I am only afraid of your magic weapon, but I don't care about your girl's cultivation at all, you little slut is just the cultivation of the embryo Yuan realm, and you are still a woman, if you can beat me in terms of strength, then Dao Ye might as well be clean by hitting your head to death! You are willing to fight with Dao Ye, Dao Ye just can't ask for it, this is your own death, no wonder others!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and instead of trying to regain it, he reprimanded it, and carried a flash of lightning and struck it directly along the dust. Mo Yao saw the electric snake dancing wildly on the dust, and there was a clear roar at the moment, and he carried a flash of lightning and went up. Two bolts of lightning rushed forward, colliding in the middle of the dust. The lightning and light intersected, making a crackling sound, Mo Yao's body shook, and he snorted, obviously suffering a small loss, his eyes were sad, and he shouted loudly, transporting his skills to ten percent, and the electric light on the dust meandered forward, pressing closer and closer towards Mo Yao.

This side of Ye Lan alone fights Lu Zixiong and Su Xiu'er, under the staggered magic weapons of the two, he gradually feels embarrassed to deal with it, although his skills are thick, after all, he is three layers lower than these two opponents, the monk has reached the Yuan Infant Realm, and he can be regarded as a hegemon in the cultivation realm, each with its own housekeeping skills, it can be said that there is no weak, Ye Lan has been refining the Xuantian Wuji Gong in recent years, and the true yuan in the body is extremely thick, so that he can use the cultivation of the embryo Yuan realm to fight the monks of the Spirit Infant Realm, but under the gap of the three-layer small realm, it is difficult to fight with one enemy and two, and he will immediately feel overwhelmedIf it weren't for Su Xiu'er's Qingyu dagger being cut by Leng Yue shovel with a gap, her meridians were damaged and her skills were greatly reduced, Ye Lan was afraid that she would not be able to resist the enemy.

He fought fiercely with the two of them with all his might, without any distraction to see Mo Yao's spare time, supporting for a while, not hearing what Mo Yao and the Dead Heart Daoist were doing, he couldn't help but be worried, and when he was fighting for half a cup of tea, he was really relieved, so he had to turn the ebony fan into an ice shield, covering the left and right in front of him, and then turned his head to take a look, only to see Mo Yao and the dead heart standing still in the air, the two of them each held one end of the dust, obviously fighting with the true yuan, the electric light on the dust was shining, dazzling eyes, and under a closer look, he saw the electric light on the dust slowly descending, winding towards Mo Yao, at this time it was only a few feet away from Mo Yao's palm, but it was still moving slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, although it was slow, but it was unstoppable。

Seeing this, Ye Lan knew that Mo Yao's skills were not as profound as this old way after all, and he couldn't help but be anxious, he knew that at this time, Mo Yao and Death Heart were fighting with all their might, and there was no chance to take tricks, and she couldn't retreat half a step, but her skills were half a point weak, and the other party would definitely drive straight in, and Mo Yao would inevitably die on the spot.

He was anxious, wanted to come forward to help, didn't care about his own safety, made a dangerous move, turned the ice shield in his hand into a long sword, stabbed straight out, halfway through, the sword shadow flashed, divided into two, referring to Lu Zixiong and Su Xiuer's hearts, the two saw him defending as an attack, just in line with their hearts, the two magic weapons did not dodge or dodge, and went straight up.

Suddenly, Ye Lan shouted, and a big thunder light was born on the ice sword, and then this thunder light was also split into two, took off the tip of the sword, and slammed towards Lu and Su.