The two of them looked at Yu Yu, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised, thinking that the disciples of the Luo family were really more than one head ironer.

"One more person, otherwise I will think that my two brothers have bullied your disciples. Yan Wuyi said calmly.

With one palm, the body of the beetle was cut off, and the loss of oneself was also great, so he strengthened his strength, walked the meridians, and secretly thought of returning to the vulture, and his steps were steady and heavy.

Chu Jin glanced at him, and said slowly: "It's ridiculous, he dares to go to the house alone?"

Now that Chu Jin's soul cultivation is about to recover, he has turned into a dust and returned to the realm of his heart, and he is not afraid of any Heavenly Vein Peerless Martial Artist, and the Ghost Soul Fire Technique he has cultivated is even more wonderful and changeable, and his divine power is not bad.

Although Yan Wuyi has not yet reached the realm, his strength is slightly weak, but he is also at ease with extreme speed, his energy is bursting, his body is like Yan, the two are full of tacit understanding, and they are naturally not afraid of falling into the sword cultivation.

"Yan Wuyi, you don't have to be strong. Qi Siya's bright eyes actually gave birth to a trace of panic, thinking that he didn't have the ability to do anything, and he could come to the fourth layer of the ancient tower's sword cultivation, and every one of them was good.

In her opinion, Yan Wuyi's ability to defeat Wu Jie with one palm is just the icing on the cake, and it is all by relying on the power of Chu Jin's soul fire to defeat the enemy.

Yan Wuyi smiled helplessly, the fight has nothing to do with you, and now you are still pretending to be a good person here.

When the six true sword cultivators of the Luo family heard the arrogant words of Yan Chu and the others, their faces were gloomy, and their fighting intentions were awe-inspiring.

Especially the Yu Yu, he naturally saw that Yan Wuyi and the others looked down on him, and he couldn't help but be full of resentment, and his sword was in the shape of a snake, eager to break the two arrogant young men into pieces.

But if you think about it carefully, even Wu Xian can't stop the other party's two soul fires, and I'm afraid I will have to spend some energy.

"Since you want to die, Young Master Ben will fulfill you. "The first to step on is a handsome warrior with beautiful eyebrows, purple clothes without dust, and his sword is sharp and light.

"Ying Heyang, although you are the true inheritance of the Nine Sacrifice Cliff Fu Immortal Palace, you may not be the opponent of the soul clan boy, go back and rest. ”

The unruly words came out of the mouth of Luo Ka Yin, which attracted everyone's attention for a while, and this Luo Ka Yin's combat power was extremely terrifying, and he ranked seventh on the inner door style list.

The Nine Sacrifice Cliff Fu Immortal Palace is where the head of the family is located, and the sword pavilion of the head of the family is also the first sword pavilion, but only two true legends have come on this trip.

"Luo Liyin, do you really think that Ben Shao will not dare to kill you?" Ying and Yang's complexion suddenly changed, and a killing intent erupted from his seven-foot long body, and he looked directly at Luo Liyin with his cold eyes.

The strength of the Chifeng Sword Pavilion has been strong in recent years, and it has faintly surpassed the momentum of the Fuxian Palace, so the disciples of the two pavilions have always been dissatisfied with each other, and the conflicts are continuous.

Yan Wuyi and Chu Jin were at ease, looking at these so-called Tianjiao True Legends and ridicule, they only felt funny in their hearts.

"Come on, the master's head is resting here, and if you have the ability, take it. ”

Luo Liyin sneered, and then deliberately ignored Ying and Yang Bushan's eyes, and walked proudly towards Yan Wuyi and the others.

Ying and Yang wanted to say more, the sword in his hand screamed, and the light melted into bloodthirsty, and Feng Buyu on the side hurriedly stopped him.

"Brother Ying, the swordsman in the clan is still in the battle array, don't provoke criticism. ”

The battle of words is not serious, if you do it, you will lose the face of the family, add jokes, and be punished by the torture court.

Hearing his words of advice, Ying Heyang actually endured it and slowly retreated, but his eyes were rolling, and the sword body moved lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I haven't asked the names of the two yet, and I've never killed the nameless. "Rakusa is arrogant, and his unruly appearance is hateful.