When they were coaxing onlookers, Minister Yao's figure had also quietly appeared.

At a glance, he saw the familiar water-shaped gods, as well as the firelight sword of the double fighting water dragon, and the one who made him grit his teeth the most was Zhao Qianjia, who was still practicing new tricks at this time?

That Netherworld Dragon Head obviously has no form, it must be an immature move that this kid has just figured out, how can he not see it with his Taoism?

But it doesn't matter, the three boys just walked on the front foot, and the back foot immediately made this big guy, and they began to perfect the secret technique as soon as their brains were hot? Minister Yao didn't believe that they would be so active.

The battle in mid-air was already white-hot, Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian had a tacit understanding, and with the cooperation of a sword and a sword, they resisted the water dragon alive. And Zhao Qian's Netherworld Dragon Head is also becoming more and more flexible, his cultivation is slightly higher than Ye Guhong and the others, and he has the combat power of the preliminary army rank, and he will definitely lose in a head-to-head confrontation with the water-shaped god, but it is not a big problem to deal with a mere water dragon spell.

At that moment, the gods moved. It is not here to be a sparring partner, the majesty of the body of the gods is inviolable, and it wants to kill these mortals who dare to provoke themselves!

The two water dragons suddenly exploded, releasing a strong impact, Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian each waved their weapons to resist, and Shengsheng was shocked out five meters away, almost unable to maintain a floating state.

Zhao Qianjia went the opposite way, rushing retrograde against the shock wave of the water dragon explosion, he wanted to weigh the ability of this god.

His throat was a little sweet, the smell of blood was rising, and he was already injured.

The god's face was gloomy, and it cast a spell that caused the curtain of water to expand into a force that covered the sky, harnessing the rolling torrent and overwhelming the sky.

Zhao Qianjia took a deep breath and plunged into it without looking back.

In the eyes of everyone, his speed slowed down a lot, and his floating posture was a little strange.

Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian glanced at each other, a little uneasy, and both rushed forward.

The flood also appeared in their field of vision, and the waves several feet high were raging and sweeping, as if they were about to flood the whole world, causing them to gasp.

This is simply a natural disaster, it is not something that human power can fight at all, this guy from Zhao Qianjia dares to rush forward in the face of this kind of scene? Ye Guhong and the others looked at each other, turned around and ran, planning to ask the strong people in the branch to make a move.

However, when they rushed out of a certain distance, the raging flood disappeared, and the strong sense of oppression disappeared, only a faint trace of depression lingered in their hearts.

"That's an illusion!" Ye Guhong was the first to react.

Ma Changtian was stunned when he heard this, thinking that since it was an illusion, he was still afraid of a bird! The long sword in his hand trembled, turned around and rushed forward again,

“......”

Ye Guhong's mind was full of black lines, and he was tired of having such a straw bale teammate.

Fiction and reality are the most dangerous, this moment is an illusion, and the next moment it may become real, killing people in invisible tricks, which makes people unguardable. The god obviously sensed the thoughts of the strong people in the audience, and planned to kill Zhao Qianjia before they could react.

Ye Guhong made a vague gesture downward, and then began to perform the method of breaking delusion.

The Phoenix Wing Knife slashed at his eyes, and a ray of fire spilled out from the blade, cutting straight into his eyes.

The strange thing is that there is no bloody scene, of course Ye Guhong doesn't want to harm himself, he just wants to use his sword qi to see through the illusion.

What this scene means in the eyes of the onlookers is obvious, and someone wants to make a move right now.

Minister Yao waved his right hand, and a strong man appeared beside him.

"Ye Guhong's cultivation is not enough, and the sword qi will not last long, you go, break the illusion for the three of them, don't interfere with anything else. Minister Yao commanded.

The strong man took the order, stretched out his right hand, condensed an eyeball-shaped thing, and then threw it lightly, throwing it in the direction of Zhao Qianjia.

Ye Guhong's eyes contained sword energy, and he was minimally affected by the illusion, and he came to Zhao Qian's family before Ma Changtian.

However, Zhao Qianjia didn't seem to be able to see him, and was still persistently rushing towards the gods.

A water-shaped weapon condensed around it, flashing with a seeping cold light.

Under the influence of the delusion-breaking sword qi, Ye Guhong saw all this clearly, his cultivation was not enough to cast the delusion-breaking spell for Zhao Qianjia, so he could only try his best to resist these insidious sneak attacks for him.

The gods glanced at him and didn't take it to heart, so what about taking it with him?

The dense water-shaped weapon suddenly shot out, and the target was Zhao Qianjia and the others.

"Ding Ding Ding..." This is the sound of weapons hitting, Ye Guhong waved the Phoenix Wing Knife, slashed horizontally and vertically, and collided with those water-shaped weapons.

A small water knife, hidden in the jungle of weapons, is very insidious. Ye Guhong swung his knife and smashed the weapons around it, and then released the sword, wanting to knock it away.

The fiery red knife qi flew out with a "whoosh", making the surrounding air a little scorching, and with such a force, it was not impossible to smash the thin needle-like knife.

However, the knife seemed to be just a phantom, and Ye Guhong's knife struck on it, penetrating without hindrance.

Ye Guhong was slightly stunned, and then a sharp pain struck, and it was actually pierced through the chest by the phantom knife.

The knife flew at a rapid pace, shooting out of his back, bringing out a miserable sprinkle of blood.

Ye Guhong fell in a straight line, and the right hand holding the Phoenix Wing Knife was no longer able to lift his strength, this knife was not a mortal thing, and its own spirituality drove it to follow its master.

This round of collision is quite complicated to say, in fact, only a few moments have passed in time, and a soft delusional light appeared, the light was not strong, but it was very mysterious and profound, which made the surrounding illusions collapse in an instant.

The picture in Ma Changtian's eyes changed suddenly, the original monstrous flood disappeared, and was replaced by the scene of Ye Guhong being pierced through his chest by a water-shaped knife and his body falling.

He didn't care about these changes, and when Ye Guhong passed by him, he grabbed his body, turned around, and came to the ground.

An eye emitting white light slowly rotated in mid-air, and it was the delusional eye of that strong man.

At the moment of breaking the delusion, all illusions are gone.

Zhao Qianjia glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, then reached out and drew his sword and swung it behind him.

With a "ding" sound, a narrow water-shaped knife swirled and fell, then collapsed, turned into a splash, and dripped into the air.

His speed increased suddenly, and he was in front of the god almost instantly.

With a palm strike, the god puffed out his chest, and his translucent pale blue face was smiling and mocking.

"Ignorant mortals, what does your palm hurt me?" it said with an urn sound.

Zhao Qianjia sneered: "Really?"

With another palm, the body of the water-shaped god shook, and a bare sword hilt flew out from behind it, bringing out a large splash of water, which was very similar to Ye Guhong's injury by the knife before.

The hilt of the sword circled in the air, and there was a faint sound of the blade cutting through the air.

Zhao Qianjia summoned it back, sent it backhand into the Aoki scabbard behind his back, and said, "Is it hurt?"

The god's body froze, and the splash began to crumble, it was unbelievable, it was clearly just a palm, how could it become a sword?

Suddenly remembering Zhao Qianjia's sword that cut off the knife, it reacted and whispered: "Despicable..."

Even if the body of a god is penetrated by the divine sword produced by Wudang Sword Hall, there is no reason not to be injured, and it is to blame that it trusts its eyes too much.