Wen Feng was preempted by Yan Zhuoran, turned his head and smiled at him, and praised: "It's really yours!" Without waiting for the old moves, the left palm changed from an upward swing to a horizontal swing, and the green axe changed from a downward attack to an oblique slash, and struck out to the left and right. The purple-robed guest on the left was very alert, and in his busy time, he threw a punch and took Wen Feng's palm. The man on the right happened to use the knife and the black jade and white frost pen to fight, his body was shaken, and before he could stabilize his body, he was cut into his right shoulder by the green axe, and the left flank was cut out, and his body was obliquely broken into two.

Wen Feng saw that the five purple-robed guests had gone to the second of them, and the remaining three Yan Zhuoran should be able to deal with it alone, so he withdrew and inspected the surrounding battle situation. Raising his eyes, he saw that Sikong Xiangzhu and Zhu Wen were fighting each other, and the dark red blood shadow opened and closed, firmly suppressing a ball of blue light, and actually gained the upper hand. Wen Feng swung the green axe and was about to step forward to help, when he glanced at Ye Lan's left arm wrapped in a black ribbon and was struggling to pull back. The other end of the ribbon was held in the hands of a purple-robed man, and the purple-robed man bowed his body diagonally, obviously doing his best, Ye Lan's teeth were clenched, and beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead, and his expression was very painful.

Wen Feng didn't hesitate and slapped his palm. Before the palm power arrived, he suddenly saw Ye Lan's right arm bent, and he waved an ebony fan and slashed at his left arm. Wen Feng exclaimed: "No!" changed his palm to a claw to grab the ebony fan. But I saw Ye Lan wipe the black handle of the ebony fan on the ribbon, and a red light flashed, and the ribbon spontaneously combusted without fire, and turned into a fire snake in an instant, burning towards the purple-robed guest's hand.

The fire went so quickly, the purple-robed guest felt that his hand was empty, and a ribbon magic weapon had been burned to ashes, and the fire was endless, burning along his arm, and the person was instantly bathed in fire all over his body, burning like a torch.

The man let out a long cry, his arms waving wildly, and scratching around. Ye Lan suddenly felt unbearable, unfolded the ebony fan, and waved it out, wanting to use the fan to extinguish the fire on that person's body. Who knew that when the fire met the fan, it was like pouring fire oil, and the fire swelled, and the fire head went straight to more than two feet. The man jumped on the ground, his flesh and skin were scorched, his flesh was burned, and the flames spread to his bones, and in the blink of an eye, his flesh and bones were burned and turned into ashes.

The purple-robed guest was on fire from his body to ashes, but in an instant, everyone was in the midst of a vicious fight, and they were all shocked when they saw such a change, and they couldn't help but stop at the same time and look at Ye Lan blankly. I saw him standing on the ground, looking blankly at everyone, obviously frightened by this sudden change.

Wen Feng came back to his senses, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in surprise: "Your kid's exercises are really weird, they are both freezing ice and setting fire, and the techniques are in the same vein as the girls in Yicuilou, maybe there are some origins in it, I will take you over another day, and everyone will learn from each other." ”

Ye Lan was tied to his left arm with a ribbon, and there was nothing he could do, but when his arm bone was about to break, a heat came from the ebony fan, and he actually wiped it with his right hand holding the fan. He didn't know the reason, his heart was at a loss, he looked down at the ebony fan in his hand, and his heart couldn't stop pounding.

Seeing that his subordinates were burned to death by Ye Lan, Sikong Xiang suddenly changed color, shouted, and threw himself towards Ye Lan.

Wen Feng had suffered a loss on this Guiyin finger, knowing that Ye Lan couldn't resist it, and was about to control the green axe to block this finger, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, Yan Zhuoran had already stopped in front of Ye Lan and struck out with a wave of his palm.

This palm was slapped, and the Yin Returning Finger issued by the Sikong Incense Lord disappeared invisibly, and Yan Zhuoran's palm was undiminished, rushing forward, hitting the Sikong Incense Master.

Sikong Xiangzhu waved his palm to catch it, his body was in the air, the black qi on his face flashed and disappeared, and he roared angrily: "Zhengyi Haoran is angry! You are a member of Mingde Academy!"

Wen Feng had just made a move with this Sikong Xiang Master, and he knew that this person's skill was still above him. He had a vicious fight with Yan Zhuoran, knowing that his means were only equivalent to his own, seeing that he was intersecting with the master of the Sikong incense, he only said that Yan Zhuoran would inevitably fall behind, but it was the master of the Sikong incense who suffered, this fact is puzzling. At this time, I heard the Lord of the Sikong incense say this, this is the savings, Mingde College and Senluo Hall have been fighting all the year round, and they have restrained each other, and Mingde College's "Zhengyi Haoran Qi" is the only way to restrain the "Yin Finger".

Yan Zhuoran took the lead in one move, but he didn't attack, he looked at the Sikong Incense Lord and said coldly: "Sikong Incense Master, are you the Incense Master Sikong Duo under the seat of the Golden Evil Hall of the Senluo Palace?"

"Yes! Since you know the name of your family's incense master, but you still dare to meddle in my affairs, but you are not small! I don't know that Mingde Academy has such a person. ”

"It's good to say, a certain family name is Zhuo Ran, you remember it!"

Sikong Duo snorted and snorted, "Yan Zhuoran? ”

Yan Zhuoran didn't say much, the black jade and white frost pen swirled out, Sikong Needle swung his sword to catch it, and all the purple-robed guests saw that the leader was moving again, and shouted in unison, and fought with all the Taixu disciples in one place, but no one dared to make a move against Ye Lan again.

Wen Feng slammed the green axe horizontally, pointed at the three people who were against Yan Zhuoran and said to Zhu Wenchang: "Senior Brother Zhu, these three guys will be handed over to you!"

Zhu Wen Chang knew that he had suffered a loss under Sikong Duo, and if he didn't get back a city, he would be angry in his heart, so he nodded slightly, and hit the three purple-robed masters with a ruler.

Sikong Duo fought against Yan Zhuoran and Wen Feng, and after a few battles, he gradually felt struggling. He knew that Zhu, Yan, and Wen were all slightly inferior in cultivation to himself. But with one enemy against two, the outcome is unknown. Yan Zhuoran is also a person from Mingde Academy, and his skills are profound, and his cultivation is much higher than the few people from Mingde Academy he met a few days ago, and he actually firmly suppressed his Guiyin Finger Divine Skill, and if he goes on like this, he will lose or win. What's more, there is also a Ye Lan sweeping array next to him, this kid doesn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but he doesn't know how to suddenly release an evil fire, which is extremely strange to look at, but he can't be worried.

After fighting for a while, Zhu Wenchang stretched out his arm and struck a palm on the purple-robed guest heavenly spirit cover that made the halberd, the man's skull was shattered, his hand was loosened, and when there was a loud bang, a halberd smashed on the ground.

Seeing this, Sikong Duo was in a hurry, knowing that the remaining two subordinates of the Easy Realm were not Zhu Wenchang's opponents, and when Zhu Wenchang took care of the two of them and came up to attack, he would immediately be killed. Thinking of this, he strengthened his hands and attacked two moves, forcing Yan Zhuoran and Wen Feng to take a step back and plunge into a thatched hut.

Yan and Wen were about to chase into the house, but they saw a purple shadow flickering, but Sikong Duo had already rushed out of the hut. I saw that he grabbed one person in each of his hands, one was a disheveled girl, and the other was a girl who was only eight or nine years old. The girl fell into the hands of the demon again, tears rolling down her eyes, but the girl had rolled her eyes and fainted with fright.

Yan Zhuoran's face sank, the white shadow in his hand flickered, and the black jade and white frost pen turned into frost and snow in the sky and rolled towards Sikong Duo's hand, hoping to take the person down. Sikong Duo sneered, picked up the girl in his hand, used people as soldiers, and smashed them towards Yan Zhuoran.

Yan Zhuoran was afraid of hurting the two girls, so she didn't dare to take it hard, so she had to lean over to dodge. Wen Feng also put away the green axe, stepped forward with a pair of meat palms, hooked and grabbed, and waited for the opportunity to grab people.

Sikong Duo stretched out his arms, and his body rotated with his arms, turning into a spinning top and walking around the field. The disciples of Taixu were afraid of hurting the hostages in his hands, so they had to avoid them one after another. The purple-robed guests were struggling to support, but at this time, the pressure was relaxed, and they hurriedly retreated. Sikong Duo said in a loud voice: "Brothers, withdraw!" With that, he raised his hands and threw the two of them towards everyone.

Yan Zhuoran and Wen Feng both grabbed it and caught the girl who threw it. The purple-robed guests did not hesitate and flew away one after another. Everyone wanted to pursue, but they saw Sikong Duo's figure flashing, regardless of men, women, and children, they grabbed the scattered mountain people and threw them into the sky again and again.

The crowd was furious, but they couldn't bear to see these innocent people being thrown to death, so they had to fly up and catch the people who were thrown into the sky. When he stopped, there was no trace of Sikong Duo in the field.

Ye Lan also caught a young man, fell to the ground, and gently put the young man down. As soon as the boy's feet touched the ground, his feet went limp, and he fell. Ye Lan only fell that the young man was too frightened, so he fell and didn't care. When I looked down at him, I saw that there was a faint layer of black qi on his face, more breath out of his nose and less breath in, and half of his life had gone.

Ye Lan only said that the young man was poisoned, and he hurriedly sacrificed the poison bead and hung it in front of the young man, using his skills to treat him for poison. Who knows that the poison bead has been rotating for a long time, but it can't absorb a trace of poison. Wen Feng sighed lightly and said, "Don't waste your efforts, they are not poisoned, but they are corroded by that demon skill, and the poison bead can't be solved." ”

Ye Lan was in a hurry, turned his head to look at Wen Feng, and saw that he was still holding the girl in his arms, the girl was lying on his shoulder, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be asleep. But after a closer look, I saw that there was also a faint black gas on her Yin Hall, and her chest no longer rose and fell, obviously dead.

Ye Lan turned his head and looked at the boy on the ground again, only to see that his pupils were dilated, and he lost his breath. Ye Lan turned his head to look around, and saw that the mountain people rescued by everyone were like this, Yin Tang turned black and froze to the ground. Seeing this scene, Ye Lan couldn't help but be furious, stretched out his palm and slammed down, bang, made a deep pit on the ground, and said angrily: "If you don't kill this fang, you swear not to be a man!"

When the mountain people saw a group of purple-robed guests fleeing, they no longer scattered and fled, but ran back to the village, hugging their relatives who died on the ground, and the crying for a while shook the sky, making people feel sad.

Zhu Wenchang sighed and said, "Let's go." Ye Lan wanted to comfort the crying mountain people, but he couldn't think of any words, so he had to hang his head and sigh silently.

The mountain people have never seen anything in the world, and suddenly suffered from this catastrophe, only to encounter some ghosts, although they saw that everyone drove away a group of purple-robed demons, but they were also far away from everyone, and no one dared to come forward to speak. Several sturdy men had the courage to pick up the stones on the ground and smashed them at the bodies of the purple-robed people on the ground, and when they saw that the purple-robed people were indeed dead, they gritted their teeth and pounced, trampling on the bodies of the purple-robed people to vent their anger, while crying and scolding.

The vulgar slang of the country people was not well understood by the people, but the grief and anger contained in the scolding were clearly heard by the people. Everyone failed to save the mountain people who were thrown into the sky by Sikong Duo, and they felt bored in their hearts.

Zhu Wenchang raised his eyes to look at the volcano, and saw that there was no longer black smoke coming out of the crater, thinking that Sikong Duo was leading people to do things in the crater, but he was unintentionally interrupted by his own side. He opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that the purple-robed people on the ground were indeed dead, so he flapped his sleeves and slowly flew up. And all the people got up with him. Ye Lan held the ebony fan tightly, stood silently for a while, looked up at the crater twice, and finally sighed and flew behind everyone.