Twenty or thirty ancient martial artists, including the earth level and the heaven level, once these people break out, the destructive power is very strong.

But in the eyes of Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu, they didn't see them as any threat at all.

Ji Yang lightly assigned opponents to Xiaolongnu, and as soon as the two of them made a move, the strong wind howled in the room.

Twenty or thirty ancient warriors dealt with Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu, but instead of getting a little bargain, a few fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu made a move, but they were not polite at all.

Every shot, every sword is a direct hit, and if you don't die, you will lose your ability to fight in an instant.

Wei An and Yaksha looked at the ancient warriors who fell one after another, and their hearts were shocked.

Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu's strength is too strong, and their subordinates are vegetables on the chopping board, and they are chopped at will.

As more than a dozen ancient warriors fell, the remaining ancient warriors began to be afraid, and they did not dare to rush forward again, but retreated towards Wei An and Yasha Po's position.

Seeing their own people retreating, Wei An and Yaksha screamed angrily and let their men continue to attack.

But this time, their words were clearly useless.

"Ah, whoever can kill them, I will give him 20 million meters, not 30 million meters. ”

With an angry roar, unable to allow his men to continue attacking, Wei An began to increase the reward.

It's a pity that his reward still hasn't turned into motivation.

It's good to have money, but you don't have the life to spend it, what's the use of this money?

Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu looked at Wei An who was shouting there, and a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Their subordinates are now afraid, where can they dare to do anything, unless these people's brains are kicked by donkeys.

Seeing that his subordinates did not dare to make a move against Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu, Wei An and Yasha's faces became ugly.

If you want these subordinates to attack Ji Yang and Xiaolongnu again, unless the two of them do it themselves, they can bring the others in.

"Wei An, let's go!"

I know that I am invincible, but now I can't do it.

The room was such a big place, where could they hide.

Instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to fight, so that the chances are greater.

"Well, you all go with me, and whoever retreats again, I will kill whoever else. ”

Wei An understood Yaksha's thoughts, he nodded, and took out a folding fan from his waist, and the fan was fiery red all over.

On this fan, Ji Yang saw a wind character, there were some strange runes around the wind character, this wind word looked quite familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Are you from the Xuanfeng Gate?"

Ji Yang suddenly remembered that there was a fan in his Qiankun storage ring, and there were such wind characters and runes on the fan.

This fan was obtained a long time ago when he killed a Xuanfeng Sect elder.

"You actually know the Xuanfeng Gate, I am Wei An, the contemporary master of the Xuanfeng Gate. ”

Wei An admitted his identity, and also confirmed what Ji Yang had thought before, this Xingtian Group was indeed an ancient martial arts sect.

The Blood Demon Society, which has been fighting with the Xuanfeng Sect for so long, is probably also an ancient martial arts sect.

Otherwise, the blood demon would have been extinguished long ago.

Ji Yang didn't speak, but took out a fan from the Qiankun storage ring, and as soon as this fan appeared, Wei An's whole person was not calm.

"Evil ghost fan, how can the magic weapon of Xuanfeng Gate be here with you, Feng Wenyuan suddenly lost contact, but the evil ghost fan is here, what happened to your junior brother?"

The fan that Ji Yang took out was the evil ghost fan, and the person who used this fan at that time was Feng Wenyuan.

ps: The pit of Xuanfengmen has been in place for a long time, and a friend asked me when I would fill it, and I filled the pit with this plot development, but Xuanfengmen is just a small supporting role in this plot.

"There is a lot of garbage that died in my hands, and it is actually difficult for me to remember, but I have an impression of this one called Feng Wenyuan. ”

"He's dead, dancing and dancing. ”

Ji Yang was indeed very impressed by the evil ghost fan, because there was also a grudge between Pan Jinlian, Ximen Qing and Wu Dalang at that time.

Dancing to death, others don't understand this, but Wei An knows it.

The wind fanned by the evil spirits will make people dance involuntarily, and this dance will consume people's lives, and people will die in dancing.

Originally, Ji Yang should have asked Wei An to settle the Huang family's account, but now Wei An is also looking for Ji Yang to settle Feng Wenyuan's account.

This is really a narrow road!

Feng Wenyuan's death is a trivial matter, and the focus is on the evil ghost fan, which is one of the only two magic weapons in the Xuanfeng Gate.

Even if he doesn't avenge Feng Wenyuan, Wei An must recapture the evil ghost fan.

Another magic weapon of the Xuanfeng Gate is the folding fan in Wei An's hand, called the Thunder Fire Fan.

"The disciples of Xuanfeng Gate listen to the order and take back the evil ghost fan, whoever can get the evil ghost fan will be used by whoever uses it!"

The demon fan is used by the disciples of Xuanfeng Sect, how can it be better than using it for Ji Yang.

At least this means that the demon fan is still the Xuanfeng Gate.

Hearing Wei An's words, a ** person rushed towards Ji Yang in an instant, and the attraction of this evil ghost fan was bigger than tens of millions of dollars.

Yaksha is also staring at the demon fan, and she also knows the name of the demon fan.

If it weren't for the loss of the Demon Fan in the Xuanfeng Gate, the Blood Demon would really not be able to fight the Xuanfeng Gate.

So as soon as she saw that Wei An was going to snatch the demon fan, Yaksha also gave an order to the people of the Blood Demon Society.

Yaksha took people to do it, but it wasn't to help Wei An snatch back the demon fan.

If it is really taken by the Yaksha to the evil ghost fan, then the evil ghost fan will be a bloody demon in the future, and the thing will return to its original owner, that is pure.

Fan the demon to the Xuanfeng Gate, and the Xuanfeng Gate will use the Demon Fan against them when it turns around.

"Little Dragon Girl, do you want to watch a show?"

Seeing a group of people rushing towards him again because of the evil ghost fan, Ji Yang sneered at the little dragon girl.

Xiaolongnu and Ji Yang have a heart-to-heart, and she knows what Ji Yang's idea is.

"Isn't it cruel that you're really going to do this?"

"Is it cruel, the one who blames them for not messing with me and hurting my relatives will never forgive!"

Ji Yang couldn't help but think of the picture of his parents dying in his mind, now he has no family, and the family of Mu Hong's three daughters is his family.

As he spoke, the demon fan in Ji Yang's hand opened, and he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the fan.

When the fan lit up with a red light, Ji Yang used the fan to fan towards the people who rushed over.

The fan fanned out, and a gust of scarlet wind whistled towards Wei An and Yaksha and the others.

"It's not good, it's a bloody dance, everyone get out of the way, don't be blown by the wind. ”

Seeing the scarlet wind blowing, Wei An shouted.

Bloody Wind Dance, this is a move that injures a thousand enemies and damages eight hundred.

This is because performing the Fishy Wind Dance will also consume the user's vitality.

But this is nothing to Ji Yang, because he is not a human, but an immortal.

Hearing Wei An's reminder, the person who rushed towards Ji Yang was stunned, preparing to retreat to avoid the wind fanned by the evil ghost.

But there are still people who are not in a hurry to dodge and are swept into the wind.

"Puff puff ......"

"Ahhh......hh

The wind was like a knife that blew through the clothes of those involved, and the stinging skin made the men scream in pain.

As they screamed in pain, they writhed in the wind......