The disciples of the Martial Sect who fell from the sky seemed to be wrapped in a golden light cluster, and the more the golden light grew, the faster he descended. At this moment, he seemed to have become a light.

"Boom!"

The strong man threw all his strength into the blow, and the brute bear had no way to dodge, and with the sound of an explosion, the strong man on his head and feet, his right fist was already on the top of the brute bear's head.

At this moment, the soldiers not far from the strong man were all attracted by his violent attack. And when they looked at the bear, their eyes were once again stimulated by the flashing golden light, and they fell into a state of blindness for a short time.

"What a powerful force!"

He Yifei, who had been paying attention to this battle, instinctively protected his eyes when the golden light burst out. However, the sluggish protective action also caused him to be temporarily blinded by the golden light.

I don't know how long it took, when everyone's vision gradually became clear from blur, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw that the invincible brute bear was already lying on the cold city wall at this time, and there was still shock and unwillingness in its big angry eyes.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Martial Sect also sat down on the ground panting, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his smooth back, and they were already soaking through the only pair of shorts on his body.

At this time, the martial arts disciple's body has all dispersed, and even the beads he wears have returned to their original black and purple color, and there is still a little bit of golden light blooming.

However, everyone only cared about the condition of the martial sect disciple, but no one saw that the Zen disciple was also sitting cross-legged on the ground at this time, and even, weak, his arms instinctively drooped, and he was no longer able to pluck the beads in his hand.

Of course, the condition of the Zen disciple did not escape He Yifei's attention, and seeing a very tired look on his face, He Yifei suddenly felt compassion in his heart. Instinctively, He Yifei also slowly walked towards the Zen disciple, intending to help him up.

"Stop!"

He Yifei had just approached the Zen disciple, but the Martial Sect disciple not far away let out a loud shout and glared at him angrily.

"Immortal, I just wanted to help!"

He Yifei, who was timid, didn't know what to do at this time, he stood in place tremblingly, looking at the strong man who was struggling to stand up with awe.

"Boy, you don't need your help in the affairs of Xianmen!

The frail strong man staggered past He Yifei's side and walked straight towards the place where the Zen disciple was.

"Zen Master, you're out of the way, are you?"

The martial sect disciple, who had always been arrogant, became extremely respectful when he came to the Zen disciple's side.

At this moment, He Yifei was even more subverted by the scene in front of him.

"What kind of existence is this Zen disciple? Why is such a strong Martial Sect disciple having a kind of obedience to regard him as his master?"

He Yifei stared at the Zen disciple who was picked up by the martial sect disciple, and his mind couldn't help but ripple.

However, the Zen disciple did not respond to the strong man, who seemed to be a deaf and dumb person, and just let the strong man pick him up.

"Huh!"

Just as He Yifei's attention was completely focused on the Zen disciple's body, a flash of light and shadow suddenly flashed from his vision, and in a blur, he even thought that he was hallucinating.

"Bang!"

The light and shadow passed through the place where the disciples of the Brahman Sect were, and before their true appearance was completely revealed, the two weak people were already shocked and flew out.

He Yifei didn't see all this clearly, but the two of them, who were disciples of the Brahman Sect, had already discovered the surprise attack of light and shadow in advance.

It's just that with the strength of the disciples of the Martial Sect, they can't stop the attack of light and shadow. He only managed to move his body slightly, using his broad back to protect the Zen disciple, and then he was shocked out by the sudden huge force.

"Poof!"

The strong Martial Sect disciple slammed his body into the low wall at the edge of the city wall, and instinctively spit out a large mouthful of blood.

And the Zen disciple, because of the pull of that residual force, his body also flew out to one side. Coincidentally, that side is where He Yifei is.

"Immortals!"

Instinctively, He Yifei also stretched out his arms and steadily caught the Zen disciples who flew in.

"Poof!"

As soon as the Zen disciple landed, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the splattered blood foam also stained He Yifei's arms red.

"Immortals!"

Seeing that such a strong two people were defeated by the blow of light and shadow, He Yifei was also terrified, and he called out to the Zen disciple with his head down in front of him again, trying to ask about the severity of his injuries.

At this moment, a shrill voice came from not far away, and the voice seemed to be filled with endless mockery.

"This ...... This is?"

He Yifei's eyes followed the direction from which the voice came, and what caught his eye was a petite silver fox, and at this moment, his brain was also running rapidly, trying to dig out the origin of the silver fox.

"This beast is the Phantom Silver Fox!"

A weak voice came from in front of He Yifei, as if interpreting for him.

"Phantom Silver Fox......? You ......"

He Yifei repeated the name of the fox, and was attracted by another thing. It turned out that the Zen disciple was not what he had imagined. For a while, He Yifei was also squeaky and whined, not knowing how to respond.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the real instigator of this beast storm, right?"

The Zen disciple still kept his eyes closed, but his raised right arm was pointing accurately at the location of the phantom silver fox.

"Danger!"

At this moment, the Martial Sect disciple who was leaning against the low wall with all his strength did his best to issue an early warning.

Hearing the reminder of the martial sect disciple, He Yifei didn't know what was about to happen, but his body had already reacted instinctively.

I saw that He Yifei stretched his right arm and took the weak Zen disciple behind him, but he used himself as a shield of flesh and blood, blocking the Zen disciple's body.

"Huh!"

Another flash of light and shadow, the blurred figure of the phantom silver fox, but in another direction, gradually became clearer.

However, at this time, He Yifei felt that his body was hit by a strange force, and even the Zen disciples behind him, both of them were involuntarily knocked out.

"Bang!

With two muffled sounds, He Yifei and the Zen disciples also hit the edge of the city wall heavily.

Fortunately, with the protection of He Yifei's flesh and blood, the Zen disciples were not fatally wounded.

However, on the other hand, He Yifei was in a rather miserable situation.

At this moment, his ribs were all broken, and his chest cavity was also completely recessed. Obviously, this blow from the Phantom Silver Fox was not something that a second-level warrior could resist.