Ye Xiaofeng was a little shabby, Tongyuan fingers condensed, the spiritual power spurted, the desolate palm twisted, and a violent force emerged, five strangely large fingers, the texture on the palm print was clear, as if it was real, and strong energy fluctuations escaped from it, faintly floating on Ye Xiaofeng's mind, and the amazing energy fluctuations came out, hula, and rushed towards Wang Kui.

"Haha, amazing. Wang Kui chuckled, slapped his palm, and every time he patted it, it "waved" out of a wave of energy fluctuations, and at a certain moment, the energy covered the palm, and in an instant, layers of invisible fluctuations flashed, overlapping and heavy, and the energy fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger.

Stack your strength!

It is to use the strange meridians and veins of the whole body, through the infusion of spiritual power, and then the spiritual power is stirred out in a special way, forming nine stacks of qi, spreading out, and the energy is long and surging, which is a strange martial art of relaying the power.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were raised, his eyes were like torches, and with a wave of his palm, Hong Huang's palm suddenly 'shot' out, and fell towards Wang Kui, the violent energy fluctuations made everyone 'swing', and their eyes became surprised, shocked by Ye Xiaofeng's strength.

But then, Ye Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt the desolate palm that exploded out, and the energy on it gradually weakened, and a lot of energy was offset by the strength of the force, and it disappeared in the air.

"What's going on?" Ye Xiaofeng frowned, his eyes shrunk, and he glanced at Wang Kui.

"Haha, Ye Xiaofeng, now it's up to you how you catch this move. Wang Kui's whole body flashed with energy fluctuations, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he rushed over quickly.

As he passed along the road, the desolate palm released by Ye Xiaofeng quickly dissipated, and it could only consume the strength of the stacked strength.

"Hehe, it's really peculiar. Ye Xiaofeng's face changed slightly, his figure took a few steps back, and his Tongyuan finger showed a gray-white "color", becoming extremely hard, and a circle of sharp energy fluctuations rippled out of the "swing".

Bang Bang Bang!

As if striking a gong, the attacks of the two suddenly fell together, and a dull sound of roaring sound resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

Wang Kui's figure took a few steps back suddenly, and was fluctuated by the sharp energy of Ye Xiaofeng's Yuan Finger, and the gray and white fist, every time he smashed it, Wang Kui's condensed strength dissipated by a point, and Wang Kui retreated again and again, secretly releasing stronger energy, wanting to use the strange effect of the force stacking strength to directly remove Ye Xiaofeng's energy, and it was bound to strike a sharp blow and defeat Ye Xiaofeng directly.

Although his abacus played well, the energy fluctuations of his strength quickly dispersed, gradually overwhelming Wang Kui.

Ye Xiaofeng's face showed an excited "color", and he found that Tong Yuanzhi was actually able to restrain the opponent's strength, this time, he exerted all his strength, and smashed at Wang Kui, his fist slammed up, and he blasted at the latter with all his strength.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Kui's face was ugly, and he snorted coldly, his body was bombarded with blood and qi, and the pain hit him in waves. He has always been the proud son of the Thousand Illusion Sect, the leader of the new generation, but at this moment, he was "forced" by Ye Xiaofeng to retreat again and again, how could he be willing to admit defeat!

Wang Kui's Thousand Feather Slash energy fluctuations were astonishingly dangerous, and with an unrivaled artistic conception, it quickly swept over.

Suddenly, he stopped his figure, Ye Xiaofeng's eyes flickered, and the Hong Huang palm came out of his hand, and quickly blasted towards the two wind blade wings with amazing energy. Looking at the energetic wind blade wings, the electric light flashed in his mind, and he groaned for a moment, as if he had made some kind of decision. With a bang, there was a crackling sound all over his body, and his cheeks were faintly sweated, and his expression was solemn.

"Ahh

Jump!

The smoke was faint, the brilliance was shining, and the roar of that piece clicked and clicked, and then a black shadow flashed by, and the sound of snorting ~ sounded, one of the figures passed quickly, and the explosion came from his surroundings, and countless sounds sounded in that place.

"How could it be. Wang Kui exclaimed quickly, because he found that Ye Xiaofeng actually shuttled from the two wind blade wings, and the speed was extremely fast, carrying a crackling sound.

"Wang Kui, take it. "Covered in blood, his clothes were torn, Ye Xiaofeng's hair was messy, and he rushed over quickly.

"This guy is crazy. ”

"How did he get through?"

"Actually dodged the attack of the Thousand Feather Slash?"

"Is this guy still human?"

The young men who watched opened their mouths wide, their eyes were surprised, and their eyes that looked at Ye Xiaofeng were full of horror, and their faces were shocked, looking at Ye Xiaofeng like ghosts.

Wang Kui was still stunned, the power of the Thousand Feathers Slash was undoubted, he was very confident, he could definitely break through Ye Xiaofeng's defense line. But he didn't figure it out, Ye Xiaofeng actually wore it directly, and a black dot flashed over, quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Kui's eyes became horrified, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't dodge the attack no matter how much he dodged.

"Huh. With a deep snort, Ye Xiaofeng stopped abruptly, extremely calm, his deep eyes did not fluctuate at all, and the ancient well did not wave, so it was fixed in front of Wang Kui.

"Eh, you kid, are you so not afraid of death?" Wang Kui's mouth twitched, and he hammered Ye Xiaofeng's chest with a fist, and exhaled.

"Huh. Ye Xiaofeng smiled indifferently, withdrew his fist, and said.

After finishing speaking, Ye Xiaofeng shook his head, just now he cast a dark glimpse, his body burst out, and when he shuttled the two wind blade wings, his whole body was like a knife cut, blood flowed down, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body.

The wind around them, the scene of fierce fighting, calmed down, those teenagers were stunned, they didn't dare to take a breath, looking at the straight figure in black "color" clothes, all the teenagers felt that this came too suddenly.

The first of their sect was directly defeated by an unknown brat, it seemed like a dream and not a dream, it was not real at all, they shook their heads, they didn't think much about it, and quickly dispersed and walked towards the sect.

The "" button stepped on a heavy step, the horror in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and the surprise on his face was full of color.

Yan Hu and Tan Dong also walked over slowly, and when they came to Ye Xiaofeng, the two of them groaned for a while, their eyes flickered, and they said indifferently: "Brother, where are you from?"

The two of them are set almost!

"Dead fatty, are you still looking for me for pills?" "" The "" button smiled indifferently and teased.

"Uh, I don't dare. Yan Hu's chubby face squeezed together and said.

"Huh. Tan Dong also chuckled, his eyes playful, and said.

"Tianshi City!" Ye Xiaofeng smiled and said indifferently.

"......?" the two looked at each other, trying to know something in each other's gazes.

"Tianshi City, where is it?" Wang Kui asked with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Uh~!" Ye Xiaofeng was a little speechless, but he didn't know what to say.

Stompe!

While a few people were talking, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps sounded from under the stone steps, and the sound came, and several people couldn't help but look over.

"Yan Xiao. Wang Kui's eyes were horrified, his brows furrowed, and he looked at Yan Hu.

"Daddy. Yan Hu shouted angrily, his face changed suddenly, and he rushed over quickly.

I saw a middle-aged man covered in blood walking slowly with difficult steps.

A fat body was thick and heavy, trembling and walked over, there were a few dull noises on the ground, smooth cheeks, thin eyebrows, thick lips, somewhat similar to Yan Hu, but at the moment, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.

Yan Hu went up, hugged Yan Xiao, looked worried, and hurriedly said, "Dad, Dad, what's wrong?"

Ye Xiaofeng was a four-person person, his face "color" changed slightly, Yan Xiao was seriously injured, his face "color" was as pale as paper, and his whole body had no energy left.

"Hu'er, I'm fine. Yan Xiao affectionately 'touched' Yan Hu's head, smiled reluctantly, looked at Wang Kui, and hissed: "Take me to see the sect master." ”

"Hmm. Wang Kui nodded, took the initiative to step forward, picked up Yan Xiao on his back, quickly turned his body, and walked towards the main hall.

Yan Hu hurriedly followed, his eyes became extremely painful, and he almost wanted to cry, but he didn't fall down.

"Let's go, let's go check it out. Ye Xiaofeng groaned for a moment, looked at the "" button, and proposed.

"Hmm. The "" button snorted softly and answered.

Immediately, Ye Xiaofeng, the "" button, Tan Dong, and the three of them also followed closely and walked towards the main hall.

The martial arts arena that was still fierce just now, and the mixed scene became quiet at this moment, and everyone left with a shocked mood, as if they had been thrown a boulder in their hearts, and their hearts became uncalm.

Ye Xiaofeng followed behind Wang Kui, walking side by side with the "" button and Tan Dong, while Yan Hu followed Wang Kui's side, his expression worried, his palms clenched into fists, his face twisted together, full of anger.

Wang Kui's face remained unchanged, and he walked lightly, his snow-white clothes moved, and his figure walked directly towards the main hall.

Yan Xiao's face was pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes slightly knocked, as if he was extremely tired, and his two arms hung on Wang Kui's chest, swinging. In the body, the energy is a little disordered, the spiritual power is exhausted, and the strength cannot be lifted at all, and the carnal red blood has formed blood clots on the flesh.

Ye Xiaofeng frowned slightly, his heart was shocked, seeing Yan Xiao's injury, the former had a faint sadness in his heart, but more of a doubt, who would dare to kill Yan Xiao, the Thousand Illusion Sect is such a big sect, and the strength is side by side under the four major forces, who dares to offend?

"Could it be ......?" Ye Xiaofeng was shocked, but his face was unchanged, thinking secretly.

A group of five people, quickly walking towards the main hall, along the way, the jade slabs on the ground, crystal clear, clear texture, engraved with cumbersome and complex runes, the runes are deeply embedded in the stone slabs, Ye Xiaofeng didn't know what these were for, but he still saw a little extraordinary, the runes here are more complicated than the runes of the first big step, and there are already stone pillars on both sides here, and the stone pillars above and below the martial arts arena are no different, and they are deeply welded underground.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Xiaofeng and the others finally came to the square in front of the main hall, there was nothing in the square, the stone slab on the ground was a whole piece, as if it was naturally generated, the surrounding lush trees were as tall as they were strong, the branches and leaves were scattered, and a refreshing and peculiar fragrance escaped from above, the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this piece was also more intense, and cultivating here was twice the result with half the effort.

"Father. With his palm on Yan Xiao's back, Yan Hu's face was still gloomy, and he shouted softly.

"Have you arrived?" Yan Xiao opened his cloudy eyes, looked in the direction of the main hall, and asked.

"Yes. Yan Hu's mouth trembled, and he said softly: "It's time to arrive at the Thousand Illusion Palace." ”

"Then take me inside. Yan Xiao coughed lightly, blood sprayed out, and his face became more and more pale.

Wang Kui shook his head, turned his gaze to the main hall, and walked straight towards the main hall.

Ye Xiaofeng looked up and found that this hall was all made of mixed yuan gang, and in front of the door, two gray and black ancient pillars were extremely tall and inscribed with oversized runes, like a winding dragon, extending to the top of the column.

Wang Kui's footsteps did not stop, and slowly walked into the door, Ye Xiaofeng and several people, without hesitation, all followed in.

The hall is very quiet, there is no figure, the wooden chairs are neatly and orderly placed on both sides, and the blue copper stove is resting on the exquisite wooden table, and bursts of cigarettes are scattered, which makes people feel refreshed.

And at the top, a head carved by a boulder, covered with a soft unknown monster skin, inscription

The carved pattern is exquisite, and there is a majesty that escapes from above.

"The Great Elder is here. Wang Kui looked at the boulder seat with his eyes and asked softly.

"Hehe, Wang Kui, what's the matter with you?" A voice sounded from behind the first seat, vigorous and powerful, it was the Great Elder who had called Mo Xuantong in before.

"Senior Brother Yan came back and said that he wanted to see the sect master. Wang Kui turned his head, stared at Yan Xiao in Yan Hu's arms, and said softly.

Immediately, from the left behind the boulder chair, three figures quickly walked towards this side, with great momentum.

There is a person in the front, a middle-aged man, wearing a purple "color" robe, carved with a Qingwan dragon carving, between the thick black eyebrows, the heroic spirit of the "forced" person escapes out, a Chinese face, but the eyes are extremely deep, so that people can see it, they know that it is not easy to mess with!

Next to his right, a man dressed in a yellow "colored" shirt, with a simple charm, a cheek, wrinkled, has already written the traces of time. The cloudy eyes were wide open at the moment, frowning at Yan Xiao behind Wang Kui.

On the left is Mo Xuantong, who is also frowning at the moment, looking at Yan Xiao suspiciously.

"Ahem!" Yan Xiao coughed, slowly stood up, then bowed, and said softly: "Meet the sect master." ”

"Hmm. The middle-aged man with thick black eyebrows and a Chinese face at the front nodded, and then said, "Get up first and tell me what's going on?"

Ye Xiaofeng and his entourage, with the same thoughts, looked at Yan Xiao in unison, but they didn't say a word and didn't dare to speak.

"Okay. Yan Xiao looked around for a moment and said indifferently: "Chong Lingjing vein has been attacked. ”

"Hmm? Great Elder Mu squinted, his eyes flashing with anger.

"What's the specific situation?" The Thousand Illusions Sect Sect Leader Yan Zhen's eyes shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said.