Facing the fire raven's frantic attack and galloping outward, the skeleton golem was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground by the fire raven's bombardment, and the white bones no longer flickered, scattered to the ground, and finally burned to ashes.

The slightly taller monk felt a pain in his flesh, and threw out the last talisman in the face of the attacking fire crow, using a spell to counter the gap of the fire crow's attack, and galloped forward at a rapid speed.

The spells of various attributes were instantly worn out by the fire crow, and they attacked the rampaging monk, and with only one attack, the white bone shield of the defense staggered like a boat in the ocean.

Another round of attacks, the white bone shield shattered, and the monk was wounded, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Immediately afterwards, the fire crow's attack blasted the monk away, and at the same time, the rich fire energy enveloped him, but the monk seemed to insist on rushing out of the range of the formation, burning the raging fire and still rushing forward, but he didn't run far before he fell to the ground, and after a while, there was no movement.

The clothes worn by the monk were obviously also a magic weapon, and although they were damaged in many places under the terrifying attack of fire energy, they were not burned to ashes.

All this was seen clearly by Yun Yifei, who was always paying attention, and after a while, he saw that the monk was still motionless, and looked at Fan Shichong and the spirit corpse who were fighting fiercely not far away, seeing that the spirit corpse was still unable to attack the opponent's approach, although the tribe was below, it did not have the upper hand, and he was a little worried about Mu Qing in his heart, so he played a trick to stop the attack in the fire crow array, and quickly came to the slightly higher monk.

Just as he was about to check his storage bag by the way, he suddenly saw the monk suddenly get up, Yun Yifei subconsciously stepped back, but it was still too late, and the slightly taller monk punched him and hit him in the chest.

"Click", the sound of broken bones sounded, and at the same time, the body was knocked away, Yun Yifei only felt that his breath was not smooth for a moment, his qi and blood were rolling, he knew that his viscera was injured, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and after falling heavily to the ground, he slid out for more than ten meters to stabilize, and his consciousness moved, and the black shield was blocked in front of him to prevent the other party from taking advantage of the situation to attack.

The tall and thin monk did not continue to attack, but swayed his body and rushed out of the formation, apparently also seriously injured.

Yun Yifei relieved his mind slightly, and hurriedly took out an elixir and swallowed it, suppressing the injury, and then condensed the magic trick and shot out, and the attack method within the formation was activated again.

The tall and thin monk saw that Yun Yifei was injured and had no time to activate the formation for the first time, and he was happy in his heart, and he was thinking that he would finally be able to escape from the formation this time, but he hit an invisible wall with a "bang", and then he saw clearly that it was an almost transparent formation shield.

"Trapped Killing Array?" the monk exclaimed, his heart was like ashes, and at this moment, the blazing energy in the formation appeared again, and climbed rapidly, and one by one the fire crows condensed and formed in an instant, swarming up, and instantly submerging them.

After Yun Yifei arranged the Fire Crow Array, in order to prevent the other party from breaking out of the formation, a trapped array was also arranged on the periphery of the Fire Raven Array, and it was this trap formation that made this monk completely dead at this time.

Although Yun Yifei was also within the range of the killing array, there was no tyrannical fire energy in the small area around him, and he endured the pain in his body and stimulated one spell after another, and as he moved forward, the diffuse fire energy and fire crows moved out of the way, allowing him to walk into the pure land in the center of the formation.

Yun Yifei grinned and sat cross-legged with his teeth bared, using his spiritual power to comb the injury, under the effect of healing elixirs and spiritual power, the injury gradually stabilized, and the broken bones were reset, but it would take time for the wounds to heal completely.

Yun Yifei did not continue to heal, because he was worried about Mu Qing and the spirit corpse, channeled the spiritual power into the dantian, stood up, and felt that the pain in his chest was relieved a lot, and the slightly taller monk in the formation was lying on the ground, his body was already incomplete, and he knew that he could not die anymore without stepping forward to investigate.

Stopping the operation of the fire crow array, Yun Yifei stepped forward and tore off the monk's storage bag, and before he had time to check it, he put it away first, and saw that the spirit corpse outside the formation and Fan Shichong were still entangled.

He naturally didn't know that this ordinary-looking young monk was named Fan Shichong, but he could see clearly that Fan Shichong did not exert all his strength, but only controlled the magic weapon against the spirit corpse from afar, and paid attention to the direction of the formation.

At this time, seeing that the formation had calmed down, and seeing Yun Yifei walking out unharmed, Fan Shichong naturally knew that his senior brother was more than lucky, and in the depths of the valley, Senior Brother Li did not show up for a long time, and there was no news to come out, so he left a message in the sound transmission jade slip, and after stopping the attack of the spirit corpse, he fled to the side.

Seeing that the spirit corpse was about to be chased, Yun Yifei hurriedly shouted to stop it, the spirit corpse could not easily kill Fan Shichong, even if it caught up, it would be useless, and the spirit corpse was not mentally complete, I was afraid that it would be calculated.

Even if Yun Yifei stepped forward to help, with his level of Qi cultivation, it would not be of much help, and it would be easy for the other party to insist on escaping.

Summoning the spirit corpse back to his side, Yun Yifei was worried about Mu Qing in his heart, took out the sound transmission jade slip to send a message to him to inquire about the situation, waited anxiously for a while, and finally did not reply to the letter, worried, he put away the array of flags, and walked towards the depths of the valley with the spirit corpse.

Approaching the valley near the Seven Winds Mountain, the jade slip in Yun Yifei's hand suddenly flickered, and he hurriedly probed into his divine sense to check it, and when he saw the contents clearly, his heart panicked.

"Be careful, Fang Zitong fled to the periphery. A brief message from the jade slip.

Yun Yifei hurriedly stopped, took out the array of flags and arranged them on the spot, but at this moment, a figure ran in his direction with some staggering, it was Fang Zitong, who had multiple wounds on his body, and a blood hole in his shoulder was still gurgling with blood.

"Corpse, up, stop him. Yun Yifei was already too late to arrange the formation, so he pointed to Fang Zitong and said, and at the same time sacrificed the golden halberd to guard against it.

The corpse wielded a bloody knife and flew forward.

Seeing this, Fang Zitong's face flashed with regret, and he reached out to grab it around his neck, and a jade pendant appeared in his hand, his teeth bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of natal essence blood sprayed on the jade pendant, and the jade pendant absorbed the essence blood, and the red light was sheng.

A beam of red light shot into the air, turning into a two-headed vulture, chirping, and attacking the corpse.

The jade pendant turned into powder and dissipated in the wind, and Fang Zi kept speeding towards Yun Yifei's place.

At this time, Mu Qing's figure also appeared in the distance, his clothes were torn in many places, and he was also injured.

Yun Yifei saw Fang Zitong rushing forward, his spiritual power surged, the golden halberd was golden and prosperous, and pointed forward, and the golden halberd flew out with the greatest might, stabbing at Fang Zitong.

Fang Zitong raised his hand, and an elixir flew out, facing the Canjin halberd, and just as the two collided, the elixir exploded with a bang, and the violent momentum exploded in an instant, and the huge impact force dispersed.

At the center of the explosion, the golden halberd bore the brunt of the blow, like a fallen leaf in the wind, flying upside down with the force of the impact.

Yun Yifei only felt that a strong force was beyond his control, and immediately cut off the divine connection between him and the Canjin Halberd.

Seeing Fang Zitong rushing straight to the side, Yun Yifei subconsciously wanted to dodge to the side, but thinking of Jiang Yuchen's melancholy face, his heart was like a knife, and his body stopped suddenly, there was only one thought, he must stop Fang Zitong.

But by what means? My mind went blank.

He had a top-level magic weapon, but it was obviously too late to sacrifice it to meet the enemy, looking at Fang Zitong who was getting closer and closer, Yun Yifei's heart was even more anxious.

Fang Zitong was getting closer and closer, it was nearly ten zhang, Yun Yifei was still standing upright, as if he was stunned on the spot, and he didn't even hear Mu Qing shouting in the distance to let him dodge, he only felt a roar in his ears, his mind was blank, and time seemed to slow down a lot.

Nine zhang.

Fang Zitong obviously didn't want to entangle with Yun Yifei, and he didn't use any means when it was approaching.

Hachijo.

Seven zhang.

Six zhang.

At about five zhang, Fang Zitong swung his fist and pulled backwards to gather momentum.

"Fist, fist", Yun Yifei muttered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his mind instantly became clear.

The dragon quenching body boxing, this set of boxing methods he is extremely familiar with.

Fist.

Elbow bending.

Straighten.

Simple movements, all in one go, but there is an indescribable charm contained in it.

There are slow and slow diseases, so a set of actions looks like slow and real diseases.

Make a fist, slowly;

elbow flexion, slow;

Straight, fast, as fast as meteor lightning.

A vicissitudes of life and simplicity instantly condensed, and exploded instantly with this punch, and most of the power in the body seemed to have found an outlet, and erupted with this simple punch.

"The dragon pierces the clouds".

"Bang" two fists collided together.