High in the sky, the top combat forces of the two sides faced each other here, although they were firmly staring at each other, the situation under their feet had always occupied their attention. Therefore, as soon as the battlefield below was divided, the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord, who did not have an advantage, could no longer hold it back.

"Nothing in your sleeves!" The purple-shirted sect master directly sacrificed the big killing weapon, and the two huge purple sleeves came out of his hand, heading straight for Yun Fei and Song Bumiao.

"One for each person. Yun Fei let out a loud shout and took out one of the Xuan Qi sleeves, and he didn't move to follow, fighting with the other sleeve.

"Bang bang bang!" Qi He Tianyuan Stick collided with the purple sleeves, and a deafening collision sound was heard, and the originally soft and soft sleeves became extremely hard under the blessing of the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord's Xuan Qi, which shook Yun Fei's palm.

On the other side, it was even more difficult to loosen and move, after all, he resisted with a pair of fleshy palms, which was naturally more difficult than Yunfei's side.

Looking at Yun Fei who was struggling to cope with it, the purple-shirted pavilion master snorted coldly: "Hmph! As she spoke, she was about to rush straight to the battlefield that would kill the city.

"Stop!" "Stop!" the three figures of the primordial body flashed, and they came to the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord in a few clicks, "If you want to go below, you must pass our level first." ”

Among the people below, the highest strength is only the peak realm of immortals, if the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord is allowed to break down, it is not a wolf entering the flock and killing on a large scale.

"Hmph! Even the two of them can't hold on, what kind of storm can you three miscellaneous fish set off. The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord didn't look at the three Taichu at all, and after she said a sarcastic word, she casually waved out three mystical qi and wanted to continue to move forward.

The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord had a wealth of experience and combat experience, and she clearly knew how much strength she could use to easily stop or even suppress the opponent of the Saint First Rank Realm, so she was extremely precise and sure in her moves.

Of course, this is extremely certain...... It's just her wishful thinking.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of three Xuan Qi colliding sounded one after another, and the three of Taichu quickly broke through the three Xuan Qi and once again blocked the footsteps of the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord.

"Damn!" The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord was blocked, a touch of anger flashed in her eyes, and her body moved, and she pounced fiercely towards the three of them.

It seemed that the successive blockades had already caused this pavilion master to accumulate a lot of anger, after all, with every second of delay, the casualties of the Ziling Pavilion became even greater.

"Bang bang bang......" The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord approached wrapped in a body of Xuan Qi, and the three of them immediately fell into disadvantage; although they had the advantage in numbers, the strength of the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord was a full four grades higher than them, and this gap made the Taichu Pavilion Master have no chance to defeat the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord at all.

It's just that the task of the three Taichu is not to defeat the Purple Shirt Pavilion Master, they just need to drag her down.

"Get out of here!" After ten breaths, the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord completely lost her patience, and a thick purple Xuan Qi poured out from her body, shaking the three Taichu beside her to turn pale and retreat again and again.

"Hmph, see if you dare to stop me. Seeing that the three of them had retreated far away, the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord snorted lightly, and he was about to continue his unfinished movements.

"Huhu ......" Two whistling sounds flew from behind, and the Purple Shirt Pavilion Master had to stop and turn around in response.

"You ......" The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord took the two mystical techniques, looked at the master of the mystical skills, and said gloomily: "It seems that you are really looking for death." ”

The owner of those two mystical techniques was naturally Yun Fei and loosened. At the moment when the three of them stumbled over the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord, Yun Fei and Song Bu were naturally not idle, and they broke free from the entanglement in the sleeves of the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord.

Hearing the murderous words of the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord, he replied with a sense of relief: "Joke! Could it be that you will spare our lives after your victory?"

"You're not stupid. "The Purple Shirt Pavilion Master waved his hands again, and he was about to start his sleeves again. Although this move is quite consuming of Xuan Qi, in order to support the battlefield below in time, she can only choose this "quick attack" style.

"Come on! Don't let her do it again. Yun Fei greeted and took the lead in rushing towards the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord.

The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord's sleeves are indeed powerful, and once they are displayed, Yun Fei and the loose will have to work hard to get rid of it. However, Yun Fei and Song Budong also found some problems, that is, most of the attacks launched by this Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord were long-distance Xuan Qi confrontations, and when she was just close to the three of Taichu, her strength was obviously greatly reduced.

Therefore, Yun Fei and Song decided to adopt hand-to-hand tactics and use their years of experience in melee combat to drag down the opponent.

"Look at the move!" Yun Fei and Song did not move, left and right, with a stick and a punch, and came straight to the main door of the Purple Shirt Pavilion.

The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord had no choice but to stop the attack brewing in his hand, dance his sleeves to block in front of him, and take Yun Fei and the attack that was unmoving.

"That's it!" Seeing the attack of the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord, he interrupted, Yun Fei and Song Bufu were overjoyed, and the two of them jointly attacked, completely surrounding the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord, and never gave her the slightest respite.

During this period, the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord continued to erupt with Xuan Qi, trying to loosen Yun Fei and shake Fei.

But it's a pity that Yun Fei and Song Fudong are not comparable to the three of Taichu, one of them cultivates the earth Xuan Qi, and the other cultivates the earth attribute Xuan Qi, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, plus the melee combat does not consume the Xuan Qi very much, so they can easily entangle the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord.

On the contrary, it was the Purple Shirt Pavilion Master, after the successive battles, she was not 100% in the first place, and after being dragged into close combat by Yun Fei and Song Fu, she completely fell into the disadvantage, and she only had the ability to parry in the hands of Yun Fei and Song Fu, and she had no power to fight back.

"These guys, what's going on?" After suffering setbacks one after another, the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of panic.

In fact, what made the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord frightened was not the weakness of the Xuan Qi in his body, nor the sharp attacks of Yun Fei and Song Fudong when they fought in close combat, but the fearlessness of the five young people on the other side when they fought against themselves!

The Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord didn't understand, why, why did these five young people turn a blind eye to the coercion of her Saint Five Rank when they fought against her, and turned a deaf ear to her aggressive voice...... What is scary is not strength, but fearlessness.

Although Yun Fei and the others were pressed to the ground by the True Human Realm powerhouse and rubbed miserably, it has to be said that the misfortune and fortune relied on, and after that "friction", the coercion of the Sage Realm powerhouse had little impact on them.

This was the case with Xie Dao, the previous bandit leader, and the same was true for the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord at this time.

"The time has come!" At a certain moment, Yun Fei and Song Mo invariably stopped their movements, and the two of them exerted their strength together, and the half-brewing mystical technique gushed out, slamming into the purple-shirted pavilion master who was caught off guard one after another.

"Poof!" the Purple Shirt Pavilion Lord spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground with a languid expression.