"Master!" The moment Qingyi saw Ye Kong jump into the carriage, the panic on his face finally calmed down a little.

In her eyes, her master is an omnipotent person.

"It's fine." Ye Kong turned his head, glanced at Qingyi, and then showed an indifferent smile.

His hands had already pulled the reins, but no matter how hard he pulled and controlled, he could not stop the galloping carriage.

The horses pulling the cart are completely out of control!

Ye Kong, who turned his head, looked extremely ugly, because he knew very well that if the carriage was allowed to run like this again, it might cause some more unnecessary trouble.

"Qingyi." Soon, Ye Kong's heart made a decision, "Close your eyes." ”

Although Qingyi didn't understand why Ye Kong wanted her to close her eyes, she quickly closed her eyes as Ye Kong instructed. Immediately afterward, she felt that she had been suddenly scooped up, and then a sudden feeling of weightlessness in the air came from her, and she was almost about to scream.

Without the slightest hesitation, when Qingyi closed his eyes, Ye Kong instantly turned around and copied his hand, directly picked up Qingyi's waist, and then kicked the coffin with his right foot hard, directly kicking the coffin out of the cart, and then kicked it hard, and the whole person also jumped out of the carriage.

Jumping off the galloping carriage is not a difficult task for a warrior with a little strength.

Even if the strength reaches the level of a first-class martial artist, he can jump from a galloping carriage without injuring himself. Of course, if you want to protect a person from jumping together, then this will naturally be more demanding for strength.

Although Qingyi is a few points stronger than a first-class martial artist in terms of cultivation, she is not a martial arts cultivator and has never learned any fist and foot kung fu, so it is naturally impossible for her to jump out of the carriage by herself.

Therefore, he could only jump from the carriage under the escort of Ye Kong.

"It's okay." Ye Kong put Qing Yi down, and he could clearly see that Qing Yi's face was pale, obviously because he felt this sense of weightlessness in the air for the first time.

Qingyi opened his mouth, but felt a feeling of nausea, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head.

"You'll get used to it later." Ye Kong chuckled, reached out and patted Qingyi's head.

But soon, his face became indifferent again, and he looked up and stared at a hundred meters away: "You chased us all the way, what the hell is going on." ”

The middle-aged man who had met Ye Kong in the camp before was slowly walking out of the forest at this time. There was a trace of calm and unhurried composure on his face, but every step he took would bring out an extremely strong deterrent force, which continued to envelop Ye Kong.

This kind of spiritual coercion is no stranger to Ye Kong.

The biggest gap between high-level monks and low-level monks lies in this kind of spiritual coercion.

And when the intensity of this mental coercion breaks through a certain critical point, a new means of fighting will be formed: potential.

However, it is not easy to generate "momentum".

It has very high requirements for the strength of spiritual cohesion, and it is usually difficult to give birth to "potential" if there is no relatively good spiritual cultivation method. However, if the "potential" is really born, then in the battle, the side with the "potential" will be in a more advantageous situation when facing the side without the "potential", and even under this kind of coercion, it will be difficult for the opponent to exert his full strength.

Ye Kong would look up to the "Forging Divine Technique", a Xuan-level exercise before, because the monks who cultivated the "Forging Divine Technique" would inevitably be able to give birth to "potential" once they broke through to the breakthrough realm.

The middle-aged man in front of him, his spiritual cultivation was already at a very strong height, as long as he could break through the shackles of the realm and step into the breaking realm, then he would definitely be able to completely transform his spiritual coercion into "potential". And as long as the enemy is within the range of his "potential" field, he will have to bear the influence of his spiritual coercion all the time, if he can't resist this coercion, it is already a great thing to be able to exert seven or eighty percent of his cultivation.

There are two conditions for the generation of potential: one is that the spiritual intensity reaches a certain height, and the other is the cultivation of breaking through the realm.

Middle-aged men already fit the former, and what is missing is only the accumulation of the latter.

A monk like him who can exert spiritual coercion, even if he is a top sect and a nine great family in the cultivation world, is a hot and important talent. Because the realm breaking cultivation is not lacking for the top sects and the nine great families, but there are not many cultivators who can really cultivate their spiritual strength to a certain level. Especially this middle-aged man is still a martial cultivator, which is a scarce resource among scarce resources.

Because it is more difficult for a body refiner to grasp the power than a qi refiner.

"I'm going to take this girl." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "If you are willing to cooperate, then it is naturally better, if you are unwilling, then I have to force my hand." ”

When the middle-aged man said this, the expression on his face was very calm, as if he was talking about an inconsequential matter.

However, with his strength, he is indeed qualified to speak like this.

In front of him, neither Ye Kong nor Qingyi was much stronger than an ant.

Sighing softly, Ye Kong looked at the middle-aged man, and his eyes became cold: "No one can take my disciple away in front of me." ”

"Then it's up to you." The middle-aged man's voice suddenly turned cold, and he rushed towards Qingyi with one step, and as soon as his right hand was stretched out, he wanted Qingyi to grab it.

But how could Ye Kong let it get his wish.

With a flicker, he stood in front of Qingyi, facing the spiritual coercion emanating from the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a slight look of surprise.

He knew very well how strong his spiritual coercion was, it was difficult for ordinary monks of the same realm to resist the influence of his spiritual coercion, and his cultivation could often only exert six or seven percent of his level. Therefore, when facing an opponent with the same realm of cultivation, most of the time he can directly crush the opponent, and when facing an opponent whose cultivation is not as good as his own, there is no such concept of confrontation.

However, the middle-aged man in front of him was just a cultivator who had entered the Great Perfection of Xuan, but under his spiritual pressure, he was not affected in the slightest, which made him feel surprised.

But this surprise was only for at least a moment.

In the eyes of middle age, Ye Kong may be a little talented in terms of spiritual power, so he can withstand his own spiritual pressure, after all, he has not completely transformed into a potential yet, and there are still some things that are not "perfect" enough. But what if the other party can resist their own mental coercion? The gap in cultivation was always an insurmountable barrier, and this was enough for him to completely ignore all of Ye Kong's visions.

The middle-aged man's right hand did not pause at all, and still grabbed forward, but there was a little more cold killing intent in his movements.

This middle-aged man has already moved with murderous intent.

Ye Kong's face froze, and his left hand pushed back, and a soft energy spit out from Ye Kong's palm, directly pushing Qingyi out. And his right hand took out a simple knife, and with a backhand move, he slammed it towards the middle-aged man.

The blade is sharp, and the knife is as bright as frost.

The middle-aged man faced the swing of this knife, and the movement of his right hand finally had a slight delay, and he paused slightly in mid-air.

The blade almost grazed his palm.

The look of surprise in the middle-aged man's eyes was even more obvious.

Although this knife did not hurt him, the slight tingling sensation in his palm as if it had been gently scratched by his fingernails was also clearly revealed in his feelings.

With the middle-aged man's current cultivation, ordinary mortal soldiers can hardly hurt him in the slightest, even if it is a spirit weapon-level blade, as long as he condenses the true yuan, he can also ignore it. The only thing that can really hurt him is a blade above the level of a magic weapon. But at the moment when Ye Kong just swung the knife, it still made him feel a slight tingling sensation, although it couldn't really hurt him, but this kind of dangerous intuition still made him feel extremely vigilant.

The middle-aged man knew very well what it was.

Knife intent!

In the hands of those true grandmasters who have comprehended the way of military intent, even ordinary soldiers can still exert the power of magic weapons and even higher-level divine weapons.

The middle-aged man found it hard to believe that he had actually met a person who had mastered the sword intent in the Xuan Realm, and he could ignore his own spiritual coercion, which really surprised him. But after this surprise, what was revealed was a killing intent that was so strong that it was already undisguised, because he knew very well that from the moment he made a move and the other party began to fight back, there was no longer any possibility of peaceful coexistence between them.

Instead of letting the enemy grow, it is better to take this opportunity to deal with the enemy directly and avoid long nights!

The middle-aged man's right hand was closed and fingered, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, making it even more terrifying.

Ye Kong's face also changed, the Pu knife in his hand changed rapidly, and as soon as his right hand was retracted, the knife in his hand pulled out a long bright knife mark in the air. In the next second, Ye Kong did not hesitate at all, as soon as the long knife was withdrawn, his right hand also moved suddenly, and the eight staggered knife marks instantly spread in the space of less than half a meter between Ye Kong and the man in the middle.

These knife marks are all afterimages caused by Ye Kong's extremely fast hand speed.

However, if you ignore these scars as an afterimage, you will also have to pay a great price.

Chaos in all directions.

Mu Wangfu, one of the knife moves of "Bafang Knife Method".

The middle-aged man only glanced at it, and his face became solemn.

But the reason why he was serious was not because Ye Kong's knife marks could hurt him, because even if he knew that Ye Kong's knife number had sword intent, his strength was still too low, and he couldn't pose any threat to himself at all. What really made him serious and solemn was that Ye Kong was actually able to use the unique "Bafang Sword Technique" of Mu Wangfu, which was the reason why he was surprised.

The middle-aged man with a solemn face was murderous in his heart, and finally no longer had any reservations, afraid that something would happen again.

In an instant, the sword fingers in his hand were pointed out in the void one after another, and the position in each finger happened to be the weakest point of Ye Kong's knife marks left in the air. And the middle-aged man himself also walked forward as if he was strolling leisurely, and continued to approach Ye Kong, but the sword fingers in his hand did not stop at all, but they were faster and faster, and denser and denser. Soon, the middle-aged man no longer approached Ye Kong, but began to circle towards Ye Kong, but the sword finger in his hand did not stop at all.

Looking at it from a clear angle, he could only see that with every finger of the middle-aged man, there seemed to be a bright cyclone left in the air, but in a few seconds, these cyclones were like bright stars in the night sky, and soon gathered a ring of stars around him and Ye Kong, which was very beautiful.

Even Qingyi, who is not highly knowledgeable in cultivation, knows very well that these starry cyclones are not just as simple as being beautiful.

"Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion!" Ye Kong, who was surrounded by star belts, looked unusually heavy, "Starry Sword Array." ”

"My sword array has been arranged, and you have no way to escape."

The middle-aged man stood in front of Ye Kong, and the two of them were only a fist apart, as long as Ye Kong waved his knife slightly, he would definitely be able to slash the middle-aged man. But Ye Kong knew very well that he no longer had the opportunity to swing the sword, and the distance that seemed to be a fist was already a barrier for him who had already fallen into the sword array.

"Huh." Facing the calm eyes of the middle-aged man, Ye Kong just let out a sneer.

"That's the price of inadequacy."

The middle-aged man spoke again, and then his breath dispersed slightly, and the countless cyclones that spread between the two of them suddenly moved, and then immediately shot out towards Ye Kong, but in an instant, Ye Kong was completely beaten into a sieve!