A hundred miles beyond the col is the top of a not very high peak.

Yan Fei meditated cross-legged here.

The crowd stood by.

Before and after, he condensed seven doppelgangers.

The purpose of the clone's message was to let Duan Wuxian know that everything about him was in the hands of the Netherworld Demon Sect. If you want to go to Guyue Mountain to save people, there is no chance of winning.

Yan Fei has to buy time for himself.

Duan Wuxian was so troubled by himself, and it is likely that two situations will occur.

The first is to stabilize and think in the long run, which is what Yan Fei wants to see the most.

The other is the opposite, Duan Wuxian may also attack in advance and enter Guyue Mountain, if this is the case, everything Yan Fei has done will not be good.

So Yan Fei didn't leave now, he expected that Duan Wuxian would not let go of himself, and would definitely send someone to find out the truth and truth, or say that he wanted his own life.

The next thing to do is very simple, no matter who you send, I, Yan Fei, will let you know how powerful.

If you can't even deal with me Yan Fei, and you still want to deal with the Nether Demon Sect, do it in advance? Don't even think about it, in this way, Duan Wuxian can only take one path and think about it in the long run.

The top of the mountain.

Yan Fei took the elixir and meditated cross-legged and recovered.

Bang!

Suddenly, a muffled sound came, and the top of the mountain trembled slightly, and everyone frowned and listened carefully.

"The surname Yan, where are you? The surname Yan, come out quickly, let Lao Tzu unscrew your head, so that you can go back and change wine and drink and eat meat, and come out quickly." The roar was gruff, like thunder.

"Surnamed Yan, where are you hiding?"

The roar got closer and closer, but Yan Fei didn't move. Like a powerhouse of the level of the Yin Yang Old Monster, his mood is also very calm, and so is Xing Lin, they are all sitting cross-legged near Yan Fei.

The Mortal Knife and the Giant Scythe are a little more impetuous.

The two looked down, but saw a sturdy figure running towards the peak, carrying a strange-shaped object in his hand.

"Yo, here's a big guy, huh, good guy, what a big guy. ”

The giant sickle's face was happy, "Haha, Benjun likes big ones, and this one will be handed over to Benjun." ”

It didn't take long for the Divine Power King Gai Meng to finally rush to the top of the mountain.

Six thousand six hundred pounds were suffocated on his shoulders, and he ran here in one breath, and he didn't breathe.

I can't see it clearly from a distance, but at this moment, the already strong Giant Scythe Demon Lord saw that this guy was even taller than himself, and this size could completely fit himself in.

"I said, you tell me, which one is called Yan Fei. Gai Meng glanced at the peak, then looked at the giant scythe and the Immortal Knife, and asked in a muffled voice.

The Mortal Knife and the Giant Scythe frowned, as if they had noticed that there was something wrong with this big piece of mind, and after a few breaths, the Giant Scythe asked rhetorically, "Hey, big man, who are you?"

"I, my name is Divine Power King Gai Meng, okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me which one is Yan Fei, Lao Tzu unscrewed his head so that he could exchange it for wine and meat to eat. ”

The giant scythe asked angrily, "What if I don't tell you?"

Gai Meng grabbed his head with his big hand, and said to himself with a sleepy face: "Don't tell me, don't tell me, yes, what if you don't tell me?" The giant scythe demon monarch almost laughed out loud, and at this moment, another figure flashed to the peak, it was Gai Meng's brother-in-law, Shisheng, the king of the Mobei spear.

"Twist all their heads off, won't it be over?"

Shi Sheng's words made Gai Meng's eyes light up, and he slapped his big hand on his head: "Haha, yes." I'm going to screw your heads off and go back and pick them up slowly. ”

Airplanes!

Gai slammed it and suffocated it, and the thing was whistling in the wind, and because of its irregular shape, the wind made a sound like a ghost crying wolf.

The appearance of Gai Meng made the battle intent of the giant scythe boil for a long time.

With the strength of the force, what is more cool than this in this world?

The Giant Scythe Demon Lord's figure flashed, and he stepped back for some distance, and then with a wave of his hands, the Sky Shaking Hammer and the Sky Splitting Axe were both held in his hands.

He grasped the Sky-Shaking Hammer in his right hand and the Sky-Splitting Axe in his left hand, all on guard.

In the eyes of everyone, the Giant Scythe Demon Lord is the kind of existence with a strong body, and the Sky Splitting Axe and the Sky Shaking Hammer are all power-type treasures, characterized by being big and fierce.

But at this moment, the giant sickle and Gai Meng stood together, just in response to that sentence, they were afraid of comparing goods.

The difference between the two in height is one head, and the difference in size is two laps, and as for the guy in hand, the difference is even more.

At this moment, Yan Fei even opened his eyes slightly, and secretly looked at this Gai Meng, the corners of his mouth flashed with a satisfied smile, obviously, Yan Fei had already taken a fancy to this tiger general. Seeing that he was about to make a move, the Demon Lord of the Dark Sword looked at the giant scythe, and then looked at Gai Meng, and then he swallowed his saliva, and whispered to the giant scythe: "Giant, giant scythe, you have to take it easy, I think this guy is like an iron tower, I'm afraid it's not easy to get it." And the guy in his hand, I don't know what it is,

If you can't, don't say hello. ”

The Giant Scythe Demon Lord was also a numbered Demon Lord, and when he heard the words of the Dark Sword, his face suddenly sank.

"Mortal Sword, good intentions, tall and strong may not necessarily mean anything, it depends on how much strength there is, don't forget, my giant scythe is the eleventh fierce among the thirteen fierce martial arts. Hmph, Divine Power King, it's a pity, I've never heard of this person. ”

True Martial Thirteen Fierce, this is a kind of cultivation world's own ranking, and it has nothing to do with Tianji Pavilion.

This True Martial Thirteen Fierce refers to the well-known fierce cultivators who are mainly strong and fierce, and the vast majority of them are martial cultivators, and the Giant Scythe Demon Lord is indeed ranked eleventh.

"Hey, what are you talking about, are you Yan Fei or not?"

"If you want to see Yan Fei, you must pass the pass of Benjun first. "I'm not afraid of my mouth, and I don't dare to be careless, he understands that people who are born with visions must have something extraordinary, and he still has to strike first.

Airplanes!

The giant scythe jumped up, and the sky-shaking hammer picked up with the sound of whistling wind, rushing to smash it.

This sky-shaking hammer has reached the top grade of the king level, weighing 1,700 catties.

The Sky Splitting Axe, a mid-grade treasure weapon of the King Rank, is 1,400 catties, but unfortunately the Giant Scythe Demon Lord doesn't know that the two of them together can't catch up with half of the suffocation in Gai Meng's hand.

Gai Meng didn't move, he just rolled his eyelids upward, and glanced up at the scythe.

"Hey, little thing, get out of here. ”

When the Heaven-Shaking Hammer fell, and when it was still a few feet away from Gai Meng, Gai Meng only grabbed it with one hand, and then slammed it up.

The sky-shaking hammer of the giant scythe smashed Gai Meng's suffocation.

Rumble!

The loud bang was indescribable, as if a huge thunderclap had struck.

Whoosh, whoosh!

"Ah" with a hard fight, the suffocation in Gai Meng's hand only sank half a foot high, but the giant scythe was shocked and flew out directly upside down with a scream, and the sky-shaking hammer instantly got out of his hand, and spun rapidly and fell into the distance.