Dripping cold sweat broke out on Yang Yunhua's forehead, with his cultivation in the Jindan Realm, he could feel the breath of death when facing this dark purple little sword, which was enough to show how terrifying the power of the purple punishment sword in Yi Xiaoyao's hand was.

At the same time, a trace of doubt flashed in Yang Yunhua's heart, why didn't Yi Xiaoyao die after hitting his arrow?

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao looked at Yang Yunhua's cold snake-like gaze, as if telling the other party "You have been tricked".

Such a result was indeed a strategy that Yi Xiaoyao came up with in the moment of lightning just now.

Just now, Yi Xiaoyao realized that he was on the ground, the enemy was in the sky, and even if he had the ability, he couldn't touch the enemy in the slightest, so he could only be beaten passively.

Therefore, if Yi Xiaoyao wants to reverse the ending and kill the enemy, he must first lure the enemy down.

Yang Yunhua's arrow did hit Yi Xiaoyao, but it was blocked by the bloody sword.

The Blood Sword is not an ordinary mortal soldier, and with the Soul Devouring Sword Technique, as well as the extreme reaction speed that Yi Yao has after cultivating the Nine Heavens Dragon Tengjue, it is still not a big problem to block an arrow in the Jindan Realm.

At this time, there was a faint pain in Yi Xiaoyao's wrist, which was caused by blocking the arrow just now.

But even so, Yi Xiaoyao's purpose has been achieved.

Because now, Yi Xiaoyao only needs one thought, and the purple punishment sword in his hand can take Yang Yunhua's life.

At this moment, the three Yang brothers also discovered the abnormality of their father Yang Yunhua, and they all showed puzzled looks.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Isn't that Yi Yao there? ”

Yang Dalang asked as he walked towards Yang Yunhua.

Yang Yunhua hurriedly raised his hand to stop him: "Da Lang, don't come here!" ”

After speaking, his right hand was already filled with strong spiritual power, and he raised his hand and slapped it towards Yi Xiaoyao.

"Little brute, I want to see if your sword is fast or my palm is fast."

Yang Yunhua shouted violently, in the face of such a scene, he had to gamble.

However, the answer is obviously the former.

Yi Xiaoyao saw Yang Yunhua slapping his palm, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said quietly: "Of course, it's my sword fast!" ”

Before the words fell, the spiritual power was instantly infused into the Purple Punishment Sword.

In an instant, the purple sword qi of the Dao Dao, with an incomparably terrifying aura, shot directly out of the purple punishment sword.

Yang Yunhua's palm was still half an inch away from Yi Xiaoyao, and it suddenly stopped, and it would never be possible to advance a single inch.

After the burst of sword qi in the Purple Punishment Sword, Yang Yunhua's body was already riddled with holes, and a big hole in his chest was broken, instantly cutting off all vitality.

Looking at Yang Yunhua, who was slowly falling, Yi Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the Purple Punishment Sword is a one-time spiritual weapon, after exhausting the sword qi injected into it by the hall master, it is already like mortal iron, and Yi Xiaoyao casually dropped it.

Now that the most dangerous Yang Yunhua has been solved, next, Yi Xiaoyao has to face the remaining three Yang brothers.

At the same time, the three Yang brothers were even more stunned by the scene of their father falling in front of them.

Jin Danjing's father actually died so miserably in one face?

"Father's !!"

"Who is it! Get the hell out of here! ”

The three of them cried out in grief, but because they witnessed their father's death, none of them dared to go over easily.

The next moment, Yi Xiaoyao walked out from behind the body of the saber-toothed silver tiger, carrying the bloody sword, and appeared in the sight of the three Yang brothers.

"It's not worth it to work hard for Duan Xiu and lose your life as a result."

Yi Xiaoyao squinted his cold eyes, looked at the three people within a hundred feet of him, and said lightly.

The three Yang brothers were shocked and angry, how could they have thought that the one who killed their father was actually Yi Xiaoyao, who had not yet died.

"It's you!"

Then, the three of them immediately put their bows on the arrows, and on the three arrows, the extremely sharp tips of the arrows were aimed at Yi Xiaoyao, glowing with a faint cold light.

Yi Xiaoyao suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a cold eagle eye, locking his breath.

However, Yi Xiaoyao did not panic, but a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh, attacking from a long distance in the shadows, maybe you can cause me a lot of trouble, but now ......"

Before the words fell, Yi Xiaoyao's figure disappeared in place, and a sharp arrow whizzed into the ancient tree behind him.

"What!" Yang Dalang, who shot that arrow, was suddenly shocked and exclaimed, "This kid is so fast!" ”

Yi Xiaoyao's figure dodged the arrow just now, and immediately swept towards the three Yang brothers.

The Nine Heavens Dragon Teng Technique, which has reached Dacheng, how can the speed of the body method not be fast?

Moreover, at this moment, Yi Xiaoyao can see when the other party shoots an arrow, and he has enough time to react.

Such an arrow, for ordinary people, is much less threatening than the previous dark arrow, and for Yi Xiaoyao, the threat is almost zero.

With all his strength to exert the Nine Heavens Dragon Teng Technique, which had reached the Dacheng stage, Yi Xiaoyao had already crossed most of the distance between the two sides in an instant, and the cold voice sounded again.

"But now, in close combat, you can only fiddle with me!"

This sound made the faces of the three Yang brothers tense.

As Yi Xiaoyao said, archers can exert their strength far beyond the same realm at a long distance, but in close combat, the strength is not just greatly reduced.

"Don't listen to this kid's bluff, even if we're not good at melee combat, how can we let him get close so easily?"

Yang Dalang said to the other two, and then the three of them shot three arrows at the same time with an incomparable tacit understanding.

These three arrows, with tricky angles, sealed Yi Xiaoyao's forward route, even if he cast the Nine Heavens Dragon Teng Technique, he may not be able to dodge it, as long as Yi Xiaoyao dares to approach them again, he will definitely be hit by the arrow.

However, how can Yi Yao retreat.

The Soul Devouring Sword Technique unfolded in an instant, and a layer of sword shadow black cover protected the whole body impenetrably, and the speed under his feet was not slackened at all.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

Three crisp golden and iron symphonies sounded, and Yi Xiaoyao easily blocked these three arrows, and his figure was only ten zhang away from the three opponents.

The faces of the three Yang brothers changed in unison, how could they have expected that Yi Xiaoyao would be able to block their arrows.

"Don't panic, he only has the Foundation Building Fourfold Realm, the three of us Building the Foundation Sevenfold Realm, even if it is close combat, he is definitely not our opponent!"

Yang Dalang once again stabilized the mood of the other two, and the spiritual power of the three exploded, raising their palms and attacking towards Yi Xiaoyao, who was approaching.

Yi Xiaoyao's smile spread out at the corner of his mouth, with his current strength, even a person from the Sevenfold Foundation Realm who was good at melee combat might not be his opponent, not to mention that the three people in front of him were so weak in close combat.

"Kill you in close combat, I don't need to use a sword!"

Yi Xiaoyao smiled, raised his hand and slapped Yang Dalang with the nearest one.

The two palms intersected instantly, and a burst of spiritual power exploded.

"Ahh

Yang Dalang screamed with a purple face, and he only felt that his arm seemed to be shattered by the huge force of a demon beast.

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