Duan Ye threw himself forward without resistance, and was sucked forward as if he was restrained, seeing that the man's claw-like hand was about to clasp his throat, his eyes flashed, and the next moment, he let out a low shout.

"Flywheel Chop!"

I saw that the eight-star flywheel magic weapon appeared in his hand with a thud, and with his order, the eight-star flywheel with a fierce air flow flew out of his hand and slashed towards the Jindan monk in front of him.

The Jindan monk didn't expect that he would be able to fight back in such a situation, and when he saw the flying wheel containing the sharp air flow flying like a sharp blade, his face changed in shock, and he quickly retracted his hand and stepped back.

However, the eight-star flywheel was originally a magic weapon, and it chased after Duan Ye's consciousness, slashing out a sharp sword qi at lightning speed.

"Shhh

The Jindan monk retreated, his robe was cut by the air that burst out, and the middle door was wide open to hang on his body like an open crotch, and just as he retreated in embarrassment, the flywheel slashed out a stream of air again, and a blood mark deep into his body was visible.

"Ahh

At the same time as a cry of pain sounded, the Jindan monk was forced to take out his long sword to resist, however, how could his sword be compared to Duan Xin's magic weapon?

I only heard the sound of the bang, and there was a click, and the long sword that the Jindan monk used to resist directly hit the eight-star flywheel, the two weapons collided, the long sword fell, and the eight-star flywheel also slashed directly into the eyebrows of the Jindan monk, and the speed was so fast that it was too late for the Jindan monk behind to save him.

"Shhh This—how is this possible! ”

The Jindan monk gasped in horror, watching the Jindan Sanxiu being killed by Duan Ye, watching the eight-star flywheel cut into the eyebrows of the Jindan Sanxiu like that, the flywheel was stuck in the flesh, and only a trace of blood dripped from under the flywheel.

And that Jin Dan Sanxiu, perhaps he didn't expect that he would die at the hands of a foundation building monk, and until he died, his eyes were also deadly open, and his eyes were full of horror and unwillingness......

"Close!"

Duan Ye let out a low shout, and the flywheel stuck in the center of the Jindan monk's eyebrows returned to his hand with a thud, and the Jindan Scattered Cultivator also fell, and his breath was gone.

On the tree, Feng Jiu, who saw this scene, showed a satisfied look and nodded secretly. Although Duan Ye had a baby face, his strength could be said to be the strongest among the four, his attack was decisive and sharp, clean and unexpected, he was able to kill that Jindan monk, she was not surprised.

His gaze lingered on him for a while, and then he looked away, and fell among the people in front of him, only to see that there was a scuffle, and the scattered cultivators fell down one by one in the smoke.

And Song Ming and the others were not much better, they all had large and small wounds on their bodies, and even Ning Lang's arm was cut several times by the sword qi in the melee, and blood oozed out, causing him to scold angrily there, and he was so angry that he rushed forward directly and knocked out one of the loose cultivators.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Under the roar, his strength was also stimulated, and when he knocked the first one out and hit the other one or two, he twisted his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and swung his fist fiercely, and drank heavily in his mouth.

"Fight cattle across the mountains!"