Strike first!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Yifan made a decision!

What plan is not planned, now Yang Yifan can't control so much, if he doesn't hurry up and control the two people below, wait until the army of the Cultivator Association comes, let alone save Lu Shenqing, just wait for others to save him!

Walking to the window, Yang Yifan exuded a ray of perception and tentatively walked towards the two monks.

Soon, he knew the realm of these two people from his breath.

One builds three floors, one builds two floors!

This realm is not too low, with this kind of strength is no longer a nameless, Yang Yifan looked at the two of them, and felt a little familiar, as if they were two masters in a sect that was usually close to the Tiger Sect, although the identity was a disciple of that sect, but it was also a leader, and it should be a few years before he could become an elder-level figure.

After confirming the strength of the two, Yang Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the third layer of foundation building and the second layer of foundation building are not weak, they are nothing to Yang Yifan, which can be called good news, after all, if the person who comes is a strong person who builds the fifth layer of the foundation or the sixth layer of the foundation, then he has absolutely no way except to turn around and run.

These two monks, he still has hope of killing quietly!

"Huh!"

With a flash of figure, Yang Yifan rushed down from the window.

At this time, the two monks had just separated, one left and one right were going to search, and when they heard the sound of breaking the air, the two of them didn't care, they both thought it was sent by the other party.

The monk who built the second floor of the foundation was still sneering in his heart: This kid keeps saying that he should be careful, but he can't wait more than anyone else.

And before this thought dissipated, a black shadow appeared behind him as if teleporting, and then, a white palm as jade quietly stretched out, carrying an extremely secret power, directly inserted into his chest from behind!

"Ugh!"

The monk's face on the second floor of the foundation was stunned, his eyes widened suddenly, he lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a pair of bloody hands piercing through his heart!

"Click!"

Yang Yifan didn't give him time to react at all, and before this guy screamed, his other hand covered his mouth like a spiritual snake, and then twisted it fiercely, only to hear a slight sound of bones breaking, this person was twisted and his neck was broken, and he couldn't die anymore!

One-hit kill!

It has a realm suppression, coupled with the fact that the other party is defenseless, under the sneak attack, Yang Yifan actually killed him directly, leaving him no respite at all.

Time was pressing, Yang Yifan did not hesitate after the blow, he withdrew his palm, didn't even look at this person again, his body moved like a violent wind, turned around and rushed towards another monk who had built the third layer of the foundation!

At this time, the monk on the third floor of the foundation had already heard a strange sound from behind, but he didn't look back, his mouth was not idle, and he complained dissatisfiedly: "I said Wang Ji, what are you kid doing, you said don't startle the snake, you move slowly!" ”

Just as he spoke, Yang Yifan had already come behind him like a bolt of lightning, and the blood-stained palms poked out again, blasting out again like a sharp sword!

Wrong!

At this moment, the monk who built the third layer of the foundation suddenly smelled the smell of blood coming from the air, and then, a sense of crisis that was strong enough to make his scalp tingle was instantly enveloped in it, and at this moment he reacted violently, and his body subconsciously writhed like a spiritual snake!

"Huh!" Yang Yifan didn't expect this guy to react, even though his face was a little gloomy, but he didn't give up this grab, but directly turned the grasp into a sweep, and the palm of his hand turned into a hand knife, and the rich and incomparable strong true qi wrapped it and cut it away like a cold wind blade!

"Who are you!"

At this time, the monk who built the third layer of the foundation also reacted completely, he turned around urgently, his face changed greatly, and he noticed the rich death aura brought to him by Yang Yifan's blow, his soul was in a hurry, and it was extremely decisive to burn essence blood, and the strong true qi poured out of his body, and in an instant, it turned into a true qi wind, and Yang Yifan blasted away!

"Boom!"

The blade and the wind bombarded together, and the powerful collision suddenly produced ripples of true qi like a tide, and the blow was blocked, Yang Yifan's face remained unchanged, and with a flick of the other hand, the Soul Imperial Sword appeared, roaring like a roaring dragon!

"You're dead!"

Seeing this scene, the face of the monk on the third floor of the foundation changed wildly, he had already seen that Yang Yifan's strength was higher than him, and neither of them was at the same level in terms of attack means or weapons, even if he knew that he would definitely die, but the more this was the case, the more crazy he became, he looked at Yang Yifan deadly, and let out a roar almost crazy, and then, he put his hands on his waist, pulled down a thing like a jade pendant, and pinched it fiercely!

Not good!

Yang Yifan's complexion changed, the speed of the Soul Divine Sword was a few points faster, the Qingfeng Sword Technique was used, and the sharp blade rubbed against the air to make a crisp sword sound, and in just a blink of an eye, the Imperial Soul Divine Sword directly cut off this guy's head!

But at this moment, the eyes of the third-layer monk who built the foundation became extremely weird, even if he was dead, he was still staring at Yang Yifan, and his eyes seemed to contain endless ridicule and hideousness!

In the next second, the head of the monk who had built the third floor of the foundation fell to the ground.

At the same time, the jade pendant in his hand made a crisp sound, and then shattered instantly, and the rich true qi fluctuations instantly condensed into something like fireworks, and quickly rose into the sky!

"Boom!"

The sound emitted by the true qi flying out of the jade pendant was not loud, but at this moment, Yang Yifan's face was extremely gloomy.

Exposed!

It's still exposed!

Fools can also see that this jade pendant must be the assembly order of the cultivators' association's action this time, as soon as this thing sounds, I am afraid that this place will become a hornet's nest, and countless monks will come quickly!

Walk!

Yang Yifan made a decision immediately, without any hesitation, he withdrew the Soul Divine Sword, and then used his true qi to evaporate all the blood stained on his arm, and then stretched his body and swept away!

And at the moment when this 'firework' was raised, all the monks in the dark of the entire Yanjing were stunned, and then rushed towards the place where the fireworks appeared with great excitement!

If you look down from the sky at this time, you can see that all the monks within a radius of 3,000 meters are rushing towards the location where the fireworks are blooming, like cats smelling fish, and they respond to the sentence:

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops to meet each other!

(End of chapter)