At this time, Yan Wuyi had already recited the magic trick, the gravitational force was vigorous, the qi was like water, Chu Jin was also ready to go, and the two parties were in a temporary stalemate.

This Qi Si Yan was really difficult, and seeing her smug face, Yan Wuyi was angry and didn't fight.

The Hidden Void powerhouse in the battle array also discovered this difference, and they all threw several spiritual senses, paying close attention to Yan Wuyi and the two to prevent changes.

The secret of the demon realm was only known to the brothers and sisters of the Luo family and Qi Sixiu, and the sudden arrival of two teenagers of unknown origin inevitably made people vigilant.

"Why is this kid here?"

And the light wind patted Su Muchen's cold face on the Jin Jia battle puppet was slightly stunned, and his handsome figure shuttled through the battle array.

Su Muchen did not move a few people with Ling Yun to besiege Qi Sixiu, but just bombarded the war puppets and broke the formation to open the way.

When he saw Yan Wuyi's thin figure, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, after all, if he could break the ban and come to the fourth layer of the ancient tower, he must have some strong means.

Outside the previous western formation, Yan Wuyi escaped dexterously, and the speed of his body method already shocked him, and then he stabbed the ghost alone, showing his heavenly posture, Su Muchen's mood that had not fluctuated for a long time was actually rippling, and it was inevitable that he would appreciate it.

"Two, pretending to be a disciple of the family is a serious crime, let's just say it, what are the intentions of coming here. A young martial artist who was beautiful and peerless said coldly, this person's name is Luo Liyin, the top three true disciples of the Qifeng Sword Pavilion, and before he was twenty, he was already a cultivator who was close to the peak of the heavenly vein.

Luo Liyin looked at Chu Jin, and the peach blossom eyes showed a fierce fighting intent.

"Why bother to say more, just cut it off. ”

Another eight-foot-tall martial artist shook his head and smiled, his eyes were disdainful, and a cloud crane long sword in his hand flashed with Dao Mingguang, which was even more domineering.

"Is the Demon Realm Ancient Pagoda your failure to settle down?" Yan Wuyi said calmly, although it was enough for him to bring out a single disciple of the fallen family who was present, but now the situation could not fall, and then said: "And the two of us can come when we want to, and leave when we want, what do you have to do with you?"

"If you want to fight, you will fight. Chu Jin stretched out his hand and motioned for several people to go up together, and a cold aura erupted, and the soul fire rose violently.

The young man was in high spirits, and the cold wind rose.

"Well said!" Qi Siyan's mouth rose, and his pretty face became more and more proud, seeing the tension between the two sides, he hurriedly stepped aside and watched the play patiently.

I thought that this kid was extremely hateful, and it was also very good to teach him a lesson from the hands of a disciple of the Luo family.

"Soul Clan?" The Jade Crown Martial Artist Feng Bu was silent and raised his brows slightly, although he had never fought with the people of the Soul Clan, but he had also seen the soul law cast, and the soul fire in the palm of Chu Ji in front of him was the law of the Soul Clan.

There are only two possibilities for a soul boy to break into the ancient tower, one is that the demon realm has another passage, after all, the house is tightly guarded, and it is extremely difficult for a cultivator to break in, and the other is that this person is an alien who mines spiritual ore in the iron lock rock, and when the demon realm is broken, he has escaped into it, but if it is really a foreign race who opened the mine, how can he come to the fourth layer of the ancient tower step by step......

"What a man who doesn't know whether he lives or dies, take his life. ”

Where is the martial artist rampant by him, the first sword to cut Yan Wuyi's head, the general trend is thin, and the sword is swaying.

The six of them were all genius disciples of each Sword Pavilion, all of them were full of arrogance, and naturally they disdained to bully more and less.

"Boom!"

The sword qi was extremely heavy, and the power of three thousand jun came with a sword, stirring up bursts of sword roars, and the blue light roared.

This Wu Beetle is one of the four true disciples of Zheng'a Sword Pavilion, and his cultivation has reached the pinnacle, cultivating the majestic heavy sword intent, and practicing the righteous qi sword technique.

This slash is precise and ruthless.

Yan Wuyi had already prepared, the six orifices were opened together, like a fish swimming in the Hanhai, the python eagle protruded, and it took more than ten steps in an instant, and the two qi in his right hand collapsed, manifesting two trajectories in the long sky, and recoiling its shape.

"Don't face it. ”

Chu Jin passed on a soul sense, and he knew that Wu Wu's heavy sword was fierce, for fear that Yan Wuyi would be stunned and hurt.

At the same time, the soul fire in Chu Jin's palm suddenly erupted, and the blazing light exploded, igniting the flame of the debut path containing extremely powerful power and roaring and devouring down.

"Since this man dares to fight one and two, then give him a lesson. Chu Jin sneered, although the disciples of the Luo family did not dare to attack them in a group because they took into account the so-called arrogance, but he and Yan Wuyi never cared about these vain things, who wins and who loses, is the real truth and rules.

Wu Yi nodded knowingly, and before the strength arrived, layers of hard qi formed all over his body, and then he turned the knife into a knife with his palm, and moved with condensation.

Seeing that Yan Wuyi easily avoided a sword, everyone was quite surprised, and Wu Xian was even more unhappy, and the heavy sword in his palm volunted, shooting straight at the four swords, blocking towards the soul fire!

The spiritual power of the Heavenly Vein Martial Artist's sword qi turned into several arrows, and with the four swords straight out, they protected his body.

"Bang ......"

Four monstrous loud noises exploded one after another, but they were covered by the hidden void in the battle array in an instant, but the battle circle where the three of them were already full of qi, and the sword qi exploded indiscriminately, as if ruthlessly strangling everything in it.

But the shocking thing happened one after another, Feng Buyu and the others watched as Wu Wuyi's heavy sword was wiped away with force, but they only destroyed Yan Wuyi's two qi strengths.

The soul fire in the two palms of the soul clan boy was only corroded and eliminated in an instant when it was attached to the sword qi, like a ghost poison coming towards the beetle.

"What a strong soul clan boy, Wu Beetle is going to be defeated. In the true legend of the Luo family, the wind rose from the sword pavilion, and the red lips of Li Yunshang moved slightly, and the white face flashed with a touch of surprise, and the shadow of Qianqian trembled slightly, and compared it secretly, only to feel that it was impossible to inherit the two soul fires of Chu Jin.

The soul fire struck, Wu Jie felt that it was not good, and the heavy sword in his hand was slashed again, and a burst of blue light shot out, like a neon falling, which was quite supernatural.

"Snort!"

Two scorching sounds resounded, and the smoke of the spiritual momentum curling in the battle circle contrasted with each other, making it even more treacherous.

When the soul fire rolled in, Wu Xie blocked it with his sword, but it was still difficult to resist its might, he was forced to retreat a few steps, his body was unstable, and then he looked at his left hand, which had been burned by the soul fire and his flesh and blood were blurred, and he shivered.

It was the first time since he had cultivated to the peak of the Heavenly Vein, and it was the first time he had encountered such a strong opponent as Chu Jin, and the two soul fires blasted him into a weak position.

"Oh no, what about the other one?"

Feng Buyu's pupils contracted sharply, and when he looked at the battle circle, Yan Wuyi's figure, which had been pierced by the heavy sword sword qi before, was no longer visible, and when he stared at it, he couldn't help but be shocked.

When Wu Xian showed his weakness, Yan Wuyi had already mobilized all his energy to circulate his feet, bursting out like the wind without a shadow, and walked quickly through the thick spiritual smoke.

It's just two breaths, and his palm is impressively close, containing two thousand jun's huge power, and when it is pushed on Wu Zhi's body, the latter can't dodge, and it is too late to resist with his sword, and he is slapped by Yan Wuyi's strange figure!

"Poof!"

The tragic sound of blood spurting attracted people's hearts, but it was just a gap, and the true legend of Zheng'a Sword Pavilion fell to the side like a broken kite, smashing a muffled sound on the ground.

No one would have expected that a six-trick martial artist would be so fast, and with a palm with a divine power above a thousand catties, in the surprised eyes of everyone, it directly burst the defensive momentum of Wu Xia's blue light and defeated it ruthlessly.

This scene was also seen by the strong people who were fighting fiercely with the war puppets in the battle array, and one of the tall and thin old men in black clothes and white beard suddenly turned black.

"Scrap wood. ”

The tall and thin old man scolded angrily, his sword intent became more and more violent, and he seemed to take a golden war puppet that was entangled with him as an object of venting.

This old man Yan Wuyi had also seen it, it was the swordsman of the Zheng'a Sword Pavilion, and what he was angry about was that the disciple who was extremely valued by his disciples was not the enemy of the two teenagers, and the heavy sword qi he personally taught could not withstand the two soul fires of the people of the soul clan, and he was defeated so neatly.

Wu Xuan seemed to feel the anger of the master in the distance, and didn't dare to say more, so he got up in embarrassment and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Chu Ji and Yan Wuyi with a resentful expression.

He was defeated, or in front of the true legends of the other Sword Pavilions, and the slap in the face came too quickly.

"You can't be defeated with two enemies, Senior Brother Wu, let Yu find face for you. Seeing that Wu Beetle had suffered, a sallow evil qi martial artist sneered, but the short and thin body was not to be despised by people.

Wu Xian's face became more and more ugly when he heard his sarcastic words.

This evil martial artist is called Yu Yu, good at making a spiritual snake Xuanguang sword, one of the six feathers of the Wind Sword Pavilion, Su and Wu Beetle do not deal with it, and now when he sees the old opponent eating deflated, he begins to mock.

I saw him slowly walk forward, and arched his hand in front of Yan Wuyi and Chu Jin: "Yu Yu, please advise!"