Nan Nan Yong is a reckless person, when he saw Ye Lan, his eyes were like about to erupt fire, and he wanted to come forward to fight when he sacrificed his magic weapon.

Gao Yi hurriedly grabbed him and whispered, "Don't mess around!" He turned his head to Sikong Duo and said: "Lord Xiang, the enemy is outnumbered, according to my brother's humble opinion, we might as well bypass this village and go up the mountain from other places, sneak into the belly of the mountain and secretly send a signal and leave, maybe we can succeed." I don't know what Xiang thinks?"

Sikong Duo stared at Ye Lan and the rest of the Taixu disciples who were keeping vigil closely, motionless, and the distant firelight reflected in his pupils, jumping endlessly, making his expression more and more cloudy and fierce.

After a long time, I could hear him mutter: "Since they are waiting here, how can they not be guarded? If we sneak up the mountain, we are afraid that we will be attacked up and down halfway." These night vigil boys are just a cover to lure us into taking the bait. ”

"Then what should we do?" Nan Nan Yong looked impatient.

"Let's take care of these boys first. If you do it now, it may have a surprise effect. The red light flashed in Sikong Duo's hand, and the Xuanming Blood Sword had already struck out. Everyone followed, and the magic weapons were shot one after another.

Halfway through the magic weapon, the night watchmen realized that it was too late to resist. Nanfang Yong was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that he had succeeded, and suddenly saw Ye Lan and the others walking in front of them, the dust and smoke were filled, and the earth and stones on the ground were as if they were alive, and they jumped up on the ground, like a strange python raising its head, like a dragon looking back, blocking the way of the magic weapon. Nan Yong only felt that Zhenyuan was shocked, and the mourning stick he made had bounced back.

The magic weapons of Nan Nan Yong and a group of purple-robed guests were blocked, and the cultivation of Sikong Duo and Gao Yi far surpassed that of Nan Nan Yong and others. Gao Yi saw that Ye Lan could still not die after receiving his palm, and his heart was extremely angry, and the magic weapon was directed at Ye Lan, and Sikong Duo also felt that although Ye Lan's cultivation was not high, it was a big disaster, and he was eager to get rid of him first. The eldest grandson Wenquan and Lin Wenyong were both by Ye Lan's side, both of them were very alert, and when they saw that the two fairy sword magic weapons were attacking Ye Lan, they knew that Ye Lan couldn't resist it, so they respectively sacrificed the fairy sword and the fairy hu obtained from the dragon scale island and went to the high wing sword. Ye Lan was sleepy, and when he heard the sound, he hurriedly jumped up and blocked the ebony fan in front of him in a panic.

Seeing that there was no one to block the sword for Ye Lan, Sikong Duo was overjoyed in his heart, and shouted: "Stinky boy, let you die under Grandpa's sword today!" The blood-colored light struck Ye Lan's body, and a blue light flashed in the oblique thorn, and the green jade Linghua ruler was as fast as lightning, and picked the Xuanming Blood Sword away.

Sikong Duo grabbed the sword in his hand and sneered: "A bunch of stinky boys dare to play with grandpa like this." The boy who made the axe and the one with the name of Zhuoran, don't hide anymore, get out!"

Yan Zhuoran Shi Ran appeared and laughed loudly: "Brother Eldest Sun has a good means, and he hastily laid down this 'Phantom Earth Dragon Stone Formation', which is also so powerful, blocking most of the sneak attacks of this group of demons, and the mystery of the Taixumen formation really opened Yan's eyes." ”

Suddenly heard a loud roar like a thunderbolt in mid-air, and a blue light struck down on Sikong Duo's head. Sikong Duo snorted coldly, his head was not raised, his feet did not move, he raised his sword, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, the blue light dissipated, Wen Feng appeared in the air, a somersault turned back, fell beside Ye Lan and laughed: "You are so good that you don't have to wait, let Lao Tzu nest in the middle of the mountain." You kid is not stupid, we prepared this great gift for you on the mountainside and the top of the mountain, but now we can't give it away. ”

Sikong Duo snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "The carving insect skill is also here to show off." Brothers, there is no advance or retreat today, either they die, or we die, give it to me!"

All the purple-robed guests shouted in unison and struggled forward. Wen Feng flipped his wrist, pulled out the boss's two axe flowers, and shouted: "Come on, come on, Lao Tzu will send you demon cubs to the end today!" Before the words fell, his body had already pounced. Sikong Duo swung his sword to meet the attack, but when he saw Wen Feng's body on one side, he avoided the Xuanming Blood Sword, raised his palm, and slapped the head of a purple-robed guest straight into the cavity. Listen to him laugh loudly: "Soldier to soldier, general to general." I wish Senior Brother, this surname Sikong will be left to you and Brother Yan, and these little minions will be handed over to me to clean up. ”

Sikong Duo slashed Wen Chang with his sword, rejected Yan Zhuoran with his palm, and when he saw Wen Feng's axe flashing, he cut one of his subordinates in two. Sikong Duo was annoyed in his heart, he was already embarrassed to deal with one enemy and two, and he could no longer withdraw to block Wen Feng. Seeing him like a tiger entering the flock, and killing another person in a blink of an eye, he had to shout: "Gao Yi, stop this kid quickly!"

Although Gao Yi was also a cultivator in the Freedom Realm, he had fought with Wen Feng several times, knowing that his cultivation was not as far as Wen Feng, and rushing forward was no different from sending him to death. He followed Sikong Duo to come to death, most of them as a last resort, and he still had the hope of secretly going up the mountain in his heart, but he did not have the heart of death. At this time, seeing Wen Feng's axe shadow flickering, like a mad tiger, he couldn't dodge, how could he be willing to step forward to die? Although he listened to Sikong Duo's repeated urgings, he refused to step forward.

Ye Lan hated Sikong Duo to the bone, and when he saw Zhu Wenchang and Yan Zhuoran fighting Sikong Duo, he had the heart to step forward to help him. But the three of them fought with swords and feet, and the fight was inseparable. Ye Lan knew that his cultivation was too far from the three of them, and rushing forward would hinder his own hands and feet. He had been waiting for the purple-robed guests to return for a few days, and his anger had increased instead of decreasing. At this time, when the enemies saw each other, their eyes were red, and the ebony fan was like a meteor catching the moon, hitting a purple-robed guest beside him who made a single knife.

On that day, Ye Lan showed his might, killing several people in a row with an ebony fan, and all the purple-robed guests were terrified in their hearts, and they didn't dare to fight against him at that time. But at this time, all the purple robes were in a hurry, and they rushed to attack Ye Lan. The purple-robed guest who made the knife saw the ebony fan attacking, did not dodge or dodge, and slashed at it, smashing the ebony fan with a hard touch. His skills are similar to Ye Lan's, his body is only shaking, and he is bullying and entering. Seeing this, Nan Yong turned his body vertically, avoiding the finger power of the eldest grandson Wenquan, and the crying mourning stick pointed directly at Ye Lan. Another purple-robed guest who made a sword saw that it was cheap, and the sword light was Huohuo, pointing at Ye Lan's chest and abdomen. Ye Lan was defeated by one enemy and three enemies.

Seeing this, the eldest grandson Wenquan glanced at Lin Wenyong, and the two of them were one left and one right, each blocking a move for Ye Lan. The three purple-robed guests only avoided the attack of the fairy sword and the immortal gourd, and the magic weapon all attacked Ye Lan with all their might, and they all hoped to kill him first to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

Gao Yi saw Wen Feng kill two more people in the blink of an eye, knowing that there was no life in this battle. He was like Nan Yong, hated Ye Lan in his heart, and rose to the sky at the moment, turning in the air, under his head and feet, the long sword circled, and the cold light was dotted, covering Ye Lan, Eldest Sun Wenquan and Lin Wenyong under the sword light.

Ye Lan, eldest grandson Wenquan and Lin Wenyong were three against three, and Nanfang Yong was already invincible. Gao Yi suddenly attacked with a sword, and the eldest grandson Wenquan, Ye and Lin only felt that they were shrouded in a cold and murderous aura, and there were sword shadows in all directions, but they didn't know where the sword came from, and they didn't know how to dodge and block, so they had to control the magic weapon across their heads, gritting their teeth and connecting hard.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the ground, the sword light dissipated, and Wen Feng laughed loudly: "Stinky boy, do you want to pick up ready-made cheap?"

Gao Yi fell to the ground, his face was like gold paper, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, and almost fell, and when he looked down, he saw that the companion who had made the single knife had been separated from his head, and his body was lying on the ground. How this person was killed by Wen Feng, Gao Yi didn't even see it clearly.

Gao Yi's throat rolled, swallowing a mouthful of blood back into his abdomen, and his palm turned over, and the fairy sword stabbed straight out. This blow was really the result of his life's work, the sword light went straight forward, but his body suddenly retreated, his waist twisted, and he turned around and flew out swiftly. At this time, he only had the thought of fleeing for his life in his heart, and as for whether he would be chased and killed by Senluo Hall in the future, he couldn't care about it anymore.

"If you want to run, how can it be so easy!" Wen Fengqing took out his axe, smashed the magic weapon that Gao Yi struck, and with a flick of his foot, he rose into the sky. The monk was connected to the magic weapon, Gao Yi's long sword was smashed open by the green axe, the true yuan in his body shook violently, his body was in the air, and he suddenly felt that his ankles were tight, and his feet had been held by Wen Feng.

Gao Yi was shocked, and was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, when he suddenly heard Wen Feng roar violently: "Die!" With his arms stretched out, there was a stabbing sound, Gao Yi was torn in half by him, and the blood and internal organs poured down from mid-air, like a rain of blood.

Wen Feng slew up, roared, like a scorching thunder in mid-air, holding two pieces of corpses and swinging down, a purple-robed guest couldn't dodge, his legs were smashed straight into the soil, up to his hips, and the upper body and Gao Yi's body were all turned into flesh.

Although all the purple-robed guests were ruthless, they were all frightened when they saw Wen Feng's violent methods. Wen Feng threw away the stump in his hand, stretched out his hand, and the green axe flew back upside down, spinning halfway, and slashing the Southern Yonglian with a stick into four sections.

At this time, excluding Sikong Duo, there were only three purple-robed guests left. The eldest grandson, Wen Quan, was full of sword light, beckoning to attack one of the purple-robed guests, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Wen, you go and deal with the main master, don't rob me and other junior disciples of the opportunity to eliminate demons and defend the way." ”

"Haha, these little guys will be handed over to you to take care of!" Wen Feng shook the axe horizontally and shouted, "Sikong Duo!

Sikong Duo knew that if Wen Feng attacked again, he would die immediately, so he hurriedly reached into his arms and took out six fire talismans, three fire talismans were thrown at Yan Zhuoran, Zhu Wenchang and Wen Feng respectively, and the other three were directly aimed at Ye Lan, Lin Wenyong and eldest grandson Wenquan.

The six fire talismans flew in front of the six people and burst open, turning into six black flames, and rolling towards the six people. Yan Zhuoran's palm was like a tide, and Zhengyi Haoran Qi turned into a wall of qi in front of him, and the black fire rushed to the wall, spreading along the wall, burning into a black screen, but he couldn't bully him in front of him.

Zhu Wenchang and Wen Feng each took up their magic weapons and laid a blue light in front of them, extinguishing the black fire in front of them. The two of them only felt that bursts of scorching qi came from the magic weapon, and the meridians were faintly painful, knowing that with the cultivation of the eldest grandson, Lin, and Ye, they could not stop the power of this black fire no matter what.

Zhu Wen's long jade ruler rolled horizontally, turning into a curtain of light, blocking Lin Wenyong's body. Wen Feng walked with the axe, protecting the eldest grandson Wenquan behind him, and at the same time yelled at Ye Lan: "Silly boy, get out of the way!"