"Who's who...... Who are you!? ”

After Wang Yue was slapped out by Yi Feng, he fell to the ground. Seeing one after another black shadows flying in from outside the courtyard, all holding golden knives and looking murderous, he suddenly screamed in fright.

"They're not people!"

Yi Feng only glanced at it slightly, then frowned, and kicked the stone table that had been split in half towards one of the black shadows.

This half of the stone table is at least two or three hundred catties. Yi Feng was like playing football, and easily kicked the half of the stone table away.

However, what made Wang Yue even more shocked was that one of the black-clothed men slashed down with a knife, directly splitting the half of the stone table in half.

Their golden swords, like divine weapons, did not cut continuously. If this were to be split on a person, it would probably be split in half.

"it!"

Wang Yue shouted, and crawled backwards. In a hurry, he hurriedly mobilized the few wisps of energy in his body, and urged the three-point divine finger to shoot out towards one of the black-clothed people.

But he clicked several times, and he didn't have the energy to shoot.

"What's going on, why doesn't it work?"

Wang Yue was shocked and was chased all over the yard by two men in black.

"As I said, when facing an enemy, fighting spirit and murderous spirit are the most important. You're so cowardly, you're still a fart, you're not skilled in the first place. ”

After Yi Feng repelled the two men in black, he turned his head and said to Wang Yue.

Seeing that one of the black-clothed men was about to catch up with Wang Yue, Yi Feng didn't care about the others, and immediately stepped on his right foot. shot out vigorously, flew to the top of the man in black's head, turned upside down in the air, took both hands together, and when he landed, he directly ripped off the head of the man in black.

Wang Yue was so frightened that he froze on the spot, he thought that blood would splash his face immediately. The strange result was that after the head of the man in black was torn off by Yi Feng, not a drop of blood came out.

"This ......"

Immediately after, I saw the headless body of the man in black fall to the ground with a bang, turning into a cloud of black gas.

When the black gas dispersed, where there were still any corpses, I saw a yellow paper villain with no head. And the human head in Yi Feng's hand has also turned into a piece of yellow paper.

"It's a paper man, a samurai with a golden sword. This is the evil art of the northern side, although it is low-level, but this golden sword warrior is extraordinary. The caster should be a master. ”

After Yi Feng ripped off the head of a man in black again, he said to Wang Yue.

Immediately afterwards, the man in black also turned into a yellow paper villain, just like the one just now.

"Sorcery? What kind of person is this, wouldn't it be invited by the Liu family again? ”

Wang Yue was shocked and hurriedly ran behind a tree to hide.

His three-point divine finger was originally just getting started, and it was okay to be a dry person. Doing this crooked thing, he was scared first.

"If you can't hide, then I'll fight with you!"

Yi Feng felt the aura of no spellcaster in the five hundred meters around him, and immediately sneered.

It's been two hundred years, and he hasn't fought with anyone. Because in modern times, there are fewer and fewer cultivators, and warlocks are more withered than warriors.

I saw Yi Feng bounce up out of thin air and kick two golden knives away. The two men in black hurriedly rolled back, trying to pick up their weapons.

Yi Feng didn't care about them, flashed to the side, from the tea tray scattered on the ground. Picked up the teapot, opened the lid of the tea, and spilled the only tea left in the pot.

Wang Yue couldn't understand what Yi Feng wanted to do, and Yi Feng didn't want to sprinkle tea on these paper figures and drench them, right?

But in the next second, Yi Feng's movements answered him, and Wang Yue was also shocked and gasped.

I saw Yi Feng......

His hands knotted the law seal and snorted softly:

"Scatter beans into soldiers!"

In Wang Yue's stunned gaze, he saw that the moment the tea was spilled, the rippling water droplets fell to the ground, and they exploded with a bang.

Countless transparent people appeared in the courtyard out of thin air, and these transparent people were transparent, as if they were made of water. There are no faces, no skin, just the prototype of people, each with a one-meter-seventy-five, muscular appearance.

These water men, like the samurai with golden swords, were all armed with swords and weapons.

"it!"

Wang Yue saw that his legs were weak, and he saw that under the command of Yi Feng, these water men instantly surrounded those golden sword warriors.

The number of water people was at least four or five times that of those golden sword warriors. Four or five water men pressed down on a golden sword warrior at the same time, and when they came up, it was a social slash, so that those golden sword warriors didn't even have the strength to fight back.

At the same time, in that dark street, the old man 'pedaled' four or five steps back.

Every time the Golden Sword Samurai is broken, the old man will be affected a little. Now those eight golden sword warriors have all been broken.

"Ahem......"

The old man coughed violently a few times, his eyes full of disbelief.

Although the paper figure technique is a low-level spell, it is still very powerful when it is urged by him, a veteran warlock.

In the past, when he encountered enemies, he basically used this trick to destroy the enemy, but he didn't expect that the eight paper figures were all beaten back to their original shape.

"Is this kid still a master of magic? How is this possible! ”

The old man was a little excited, with Yi Feng's age, it was already a miracle that the martial arts could be so high, and it was already a miracle to kill seven killers in one fell swoop.

He can actually break the paper figure technique, isn't this guy a genius in both law and martial arts?

The old man never believed it, and there might have been such a person in ancient times. But in modern times, when both martial arts and magic are declining at the same time, such a genius simply cannot appear.

"It seems that I should have used martial arts to kill my paper man, and if you want to break the paper man, you don't necessarily have to know how to use magic. A person with a lot of energy, or a weapon with a lot of energy, can break a paper figure ......"

The old man thought like this, and took out a handful of copper coins from his satchel. He grabbed the copper coin in his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, the copper coin instantly got together and turned into a copper coin sword.

The old man bit the essence blood on the tip of his index finger and touched it towards the copper coin sword. Suddenly, the golden light flashed, and the copper coin sword actually shone with golden light slightly, as if it was a divine weapon in the hands of the gods.

Holding the copper coin sword, he strode towards Yi Feng's house.

"Brother Feng, your dick exploded, this beans become soldiers, isn't this an immortal law?"

"Are you a human or an immortal?"

Wang Yue ran out from behind the tree in fear, and once again looked at Yi Feng.

"Although I am only in the foundation building period, I have already reached more than nine hundred layers, even if I am a monk with a higher cultivation realm than me, I may not be my opponent. Scattering beans into soldiers is just a small spell, not as powerful as you think. ”

Yi Feng said, and with a wave of his right hand, he directly dispersed those water people.

The mana was withdrawn, and those water people suddenly turned into water droplets and scattered on the ground.

At this time, the courtyard was in a mess, except for the broken stone table, there were only paper figures left.

As soon as Yi Feng finished speaking, a voice and footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard:

"The poor road is the master of the Qinghui view, the road number is Qinghui, everyone calls me the Qinghui Taoist."

"I don't know who Xiaoyou's surname is, can you come out and see it?"

The voice was that of an old man, full of breath and like a bell. Yi Feng and Wang Yue both heard him clearly.

Wang Yue followed Yi Feng and walked out of the yard and saw fifty meters away. An old man dressed in ordinary clothes and holding a bronze coin sword stood there.

He doesn't look like an ordinary old man, but I don't know if it's because of the environment or other reasons, Wang Yue always feels that this old man is evil.

"Don't you know who your surname is, otherwise why would you come to trouble me, Liu Chengye asked you to come?"

Yi Feng looked at him with his hands in his hands and said slowly.

The Qinghui Taoist was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled:

"Xiaoyou's kung fu is not shallow, and this brain is also very flexible."

"Yes, it was Liu Chengye who asked me to come, and that was my apprentice. If the apprentice is in trouble, how can I, as a master, not help. ”

When Yi Feng heard this, he sneered:

"Teacher, preach, teach, and solve doubts. The father and son of the Liu family are not right-hearted, and they regard human life as a mustard. You, the master, not only do you not teach them well, but you help them to abuse. I see that you have cultivated this way in vain, what kind of evil way are you cultivating? ”

Yi Feng speaks and never gives face.

Qinghui Daoist suddenly frowned, as the master of Qinghui Temple, he also has a great reputation in the north.

No one has ever dared to talk to him like this, and those who speak to him presumptuously have long been trained by him to be a living corpse or directly dispersed their souls.

"Young people are quite crazy when they talk, do you think you can disrespect your predecessors with two strokes?"

"The old man will teach you how to be a man today, and let you see, in front of me who is a cultivator. You warriors, you can't be rampant! ”

Qinghui Daoist snorted coldly, and with a horizontal swing of the copper coin sword, he rushed towards Yi Feng.

Wang Yue was suddenly a little shocked, this old man looked seventy or eighty, this body was more elegant than his young man, and he was even faster than the Olympic champion.

Yi Feng chuckled, grabbed the void with his right hand, and on a big tree next to him, half of the branch suddenly broke off and fell into his hand.

He held the half branch and greeted the Qinghui Taoist.