Everyone in Tianxiang Valley closed their eyes, and the laughter of the white-clothed scribe became even more proud.

The rolling green light had completely submerged Lin Yifei, but with a crisp sound, the tumbling green gas suddenly burst out of the golden light, and the laughter of the white-clothed scribe stopped abruptly, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Everyone in Tianxiang Valley felt that something had changed, they all opened their eyes, the green mist slowly dispersed, and Lin Yifei with a calm expression appeared, a small green sword was held in his hand, the small sword was bent and struggling, but it was always impossible to get out of his grasp. Everyone cheered in unison, and two female disciples cried with joy.

Lin Yifei's expression was calm, but he was a little depressed in his heart, just now he encouraged the Dan of Force to forcibly grab the opponent's sword, but found that he could easily slap the sword away or even scrap it, but to catch it, only relying on the Dan of force is not enough, to put it bluntly, it is not the right way, the Dan of force is more than strong, but the flexibility is insufficient, and under impatience, he agitated the Dan of Jin, and forcibly grabbed the opponent's sword with Jin Kemu. I originally thought that I could easily solve the problem by relying on martial arts, but in the end, I still inevitably used the cultivation method.

Since the Pill of Force has forcibly eliminated the power of most of the Wei Qi Sword, it does not take much mana to collect the opponent's sword, as long as you don't use the magic of great power, it will not cause a backlash, Lin Yifei heard the little old man say, but there is a problem with this degree, where is this degree, Lin Yifei is not too sure, so he has to do it, he tries not to use the Five Elements Exercises.

The white-clothed scribe kept pinching his head and wanted to recall his sword magic weapon, but the little green sword kept struggling, but he could never get out of Lin Yifei's grasp.

All the disciples of Tianxiang Valley opened their mouths wide at this time, and their eyes looked straight at the small sword in Lin Yifei's hand that was still struggling tenaciously, but their faces were blank.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Yifei's mouth, and the thumb of the hand holding the little green sword was gently squeezed, cutting off the induction between the sword and the white-clothed scribe, and at the same time shaking the sword and throwing it in front of everyone in Tianxiang Valley at any time. Xie Xiang reacted very quickly, and picked it up as soon as he stepped forward. The crowd immediately gathered around to watch.

The white-clothed scribe's face quickly turned pale, looking at Lin Yifei, who was still standing on the ground, he was shocked, afraid, and hateful. In vain, he pinched the trick a few more times, but Wei Qijian didn't react anymore, he used the Divine Imperial Sword, if the sword was injured, the body was also injured, and the Wei Qijian was not deeply injured, Lin Yifei just forcibly cut off the induction with the white-clothed scribe, so he was fine.

Lin Yifei hated its viciousness, and the dragon rope appeared in his hand again, at this time, the white-clothed scribe was still in a daze in the sky, Lin Yifei shook his hand violently, and the dragon rope skyrocketed out.

The white-clothed scribe stood in the air, thinking hard about countermeasures, to escape, thinking that his housekeeping magic weapon had been collected, which really made him unwilling and reluctant, for this warrior who came out of nowhere, he hated the root of his teeth, and when he was ruthless, Lin Yifei's dragon rope had arrived, and the white-clothed scribe suddenly saved his senses, was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his body to dodge, but the dragon rope seemed to have a spirit, flipped over the situation, and pulled heavily to his lower back.

The white-clothed scribe only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and blurted out a miserable scream, at this time, the corner of his eye saw the long rope flipping, and then pulled from behind, the speed was as fast as lightning, the white-clothed scribe was busy collecting his mind, and the battle armor came out of his body, this is a set of earthy yellow battle armor, the outside of the battle armor is edged by edge, as if it is made of special dead branches, one ring is next to the other, and the rings are seamless.

Looking at the battle armor that only this cultivation realm master had to have, the few disciples of Tianxiang Valley's extremely low cultivation couldn't help but start their eyes to straighten a little again.

As soon as the white-clothed scribe's armor was put on, the dragon rope came again, this time it was slammed on his back, although he was wearing the armor, but the feeling was still painful to the heart and lungs, these two attacks were from behind, the white-clothed scribe and Lin Yifei were originally quite far apart, and after two hits, the two were much closer.

Lin Yifei drummed up the pill of strength, controlled the other party within a controllable range, and then began to pump wildly without a head and face, the mana of the white-clothed scribe could not be condensed at all, and the pain in the bones made him slowly give up his respect, and let out a scream, Lin Yifei hated his viciousness, and he was ruthless, and it didn't take long for the armor to begin to crack, like this grade of the armor, Lin Yifei did it with all his strength, I am afraid that he couldn't even block a blow.

At this time, the white-clothed scribe felt that there was almost no intact place on his body, and the powerful mana that he had been immersed in and proud of for a long time seemed to have no effect at all at this moment, and the battle armor was also like paper paste, and the place where he was drawn by the dragon rope was accompanied by a strong burning sensation, maybe this was the real 'pain of not wanting to live', and the white-clothed scribe really wanted to die now.

The dragon rope was still slamming at the white-clothed scribe from all angles like a poisonous dragon, without any signs of stopping, and finally, with a long scream, the white-clothed scribe finally fainted, and the battle armor on his body was shattered, Lin Yifei controlled the dragon rope, rolled it up, and then fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, the white-clothed scribe and the three gray-clothed men and one black-clothed man were all lying on the ground, all motionless, Lin Yifei looked at it, and the anger on his face slowly disappeared. Then a faint surprise appeared on his face.

Just now, Lin Yifei felt that in addition to this group of people hidden around, there was obviously another group of people, and there were more of them, but their cultivation was limited, and their strength was obviously inferior to the white-clothed scribes, and at this time, these figures were no longer there, and they had obviously retreated, and they were expected to be frightened away by their earth-shattering methods.

Everyone in Tianxiang Valley looked at Lin Yifei blankly at this time, their eyes changed strangely, from Lin Yifei starting to rectify the two gray-clothed people, and then to Lin Yifei standing on the ground, before his feet left the ground, he defeated the three masters who had cultivated to a high level and had already taken off the sword, and all kinds of processes made them suffer unprecedented shock.

Lin Yifei turned around, and saw that everyone in Tianxiang Valley was looking at him with strange eyes, and couldn't help but be happy, Zhou Zhimin came back to his senses first, stepped forward two steps, arched to the ground, and said respectfully:

"Tianxiang Valley Zhou Zhimin and his junior sister and brother visited the seniors, thanking the seniors for their help, the younger generations have no eyes to offend the seniors today, and also invite the seniors Haihan. ”

All the disciples of Tianxiang Valley saluted forward, Xie Xiang and the others thought about their cynicism at Lin Yifei that day, and the self-absorbed expression of superiority when they talked to him, and then thought about the strong strength that Lin Yifei showed just now, they felt embarrassed, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Lin Yifei looked at everyone, groaned slightly, and said to Zhou Zhimin:

"The mana of these five people has been sealed by me, with their cultivation, it is unlikely that they will break through the shackles within a month, as for how to deal with it, you can do it yourself, I still have one more important thing to deal with, we will have a period later."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhou Zhimin to say anything, he shook his figure and walked away, and everyone in Tianxiang Valley saw that Lin Yifei's figure was extremely fast, like a dark blue smoke, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Everyone was shocked, and Xie Xiang muttered:

"He's not flying Edgeworth, how can he go so fast, it seems to be faster than Edgeworth."

Zhou Zhimin looked at the place where Lin Yifei disappeared, as if answering Xie Xiang, and as if talking to himself.

"It's not Edgeworth, it's a gallop, a run. ”

Lin Yifei left everyone in Tianxiang Valley and left alone, running wildly for a while, everyone was already invisible, Lin Yifei was thinking about his thoughts while walking, his body gradually slowed down, and before he knew it, it was dark, and when he looked up, Lin Yifei came back to his senses, looked around, stood up in the air, and then flew towards Huze Mountain like a meteor catching the moon.

At this time, the sky is getting darker and darker, one of the reasons why Lin Yifei wants to leave the people of Tianxiang Valley is that his cultivation has been revealed, everyone not only looks respectful to him, but also is in awe, Lin Yifei is not Zhao Qian, which will make him feel awkward, and secondly, Lin Yifei has a peaceful temperament, and he has been a martial artist for a day in front of everyone in Tianxiang Valley, although he is also quite interesting, but slowly it makes him feel a little tired, and in the end he already has a feeling of exhaustion, interesting is interesting, but after all, it is not nature, if people always imitate others, it is a tiring and tiring thing。

There is another important reason, although these five people were restrained this time, Lin Yifei knew very clearly that the matter would never end here, and the people who came with the white-clothed scribe would retreat on their own before they appeared, and the other party would never retreat because of the difficulty.

Lin Yifei came to parting with the original to find a raw material for the little old man to find a substitute puppet, Jinjing Beast Horn, Tianxiang Valley is safe for the time being, although this security will not last long, but after all, he has collected some time for himself, and his top priority is to seize the limited time and get what he is looking for as soon as possible, Tianxiang Valley has already intervened in this matter, so naturally he can't let go halfway.

Lin Yifei was thinking about something, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the top of Huze Mountain. Mount Huze is a stretch of mountains, in the form of a semicircle, through Mount Huze is the famous parting of the cultivation world, practitioners who have cultivated to the rebirth period can fly directly over, if the cultivation is low, there is also a valley that leads directly to the parting plain.

Lin Yifei thought about it for a while, flew towards a higher mountain, and landed halfway up the mountain, this is a lonely small hill, the mountain is rugged, and a few pine trees grow sparsely.

Lin Yifei found a sheltered mountain wall, sat down on a boulder, leaned on the mountain rock behind him, and looked at the sky aimlessly.

The winter night sky is extraordinarily bright, the stars are dense, the moon and stars are like a silver plate, hanging quietly in the air, the cool light falls on the ground, accompanied by the whistling mountain wind, full of bleak taste.