Looking at Lang Yu's deterrent appearance, Xiao Ye really wanted to catch Jiuyou out and beat him up, of course, this kind of thing can only be thought about. However, looking at Lang Yu's current appearance, Xiao Ye really had no bottom in his heart.

When he was in the Salt Sea, he had already consumed a lot of Xuan power, but at this time, Lang Yu was like a spirit of rebirth, and the Xuan Qi shrouded in his body was also so strong.

Jiuyou, Jiuyou, it seems that you don't just want to save Langyu, you obviously still want to put her to death!

When Xiao Ye was still depressed, Lang Yu had already made a sudden move, and with a swing of his staff, a power wrapped in black Xuan Qi rushed towards Xiao Ye like light.

Seeing Lang Yu's sudden move, Xiao Ye's face sank, and she became serious, and she snorted coldly at the moment, and a powerful force dormant in her body became restless at once, and an amazing Xuan Qi instantly erupted from her body, turning into a dazzling silver light filling her body, and the bright light shrouded her body like a suit of armor.

Lang Xi's black Xuan Qi surged, Xiao Ye swooped out his palms, and took Lang Xi's blow as fierce as a beast. Two powerful forces collided together, bang, huge energy erupted like a torrent, the surging waves formed a circle and swept in all directions, and in an instant, the wind roared, whirring, stones splashed and turned over, flowers and trees were broken, and everything around was unrecognizable as if it had suffered a huge wound.

In the wind, Xiao Ye's clothes and hair were flying, but Xiao Ye was standing steadily like nails, his hands were straight out, resisting the black Xuan Qi that was still as powerful as a beast, and her body was very dazzling with silver Xuan armor, like a divine light, and the whole person exuded a kind of king atmosphere that looked down on the world.

Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly pressed, and the mysterious flow in her body turned, and the silver light that was originally filling her body instantly faded, surging on her arms and palms, and the huge momentum condensed, turning into a dazzling light, covering the sky and the sun. Xiao Ye snorted softly, his hands suddenly pushed out, and the dazzling light was like a giant beast grabbing the black Xuan Qi, and with a roar of anger, he threw the black Xuan Qi towards the mountain in the distance.

Boom –

With a shocking bang, the black Xuan Qi exploded on the top of the mountain, shaking the mountain in an instant, and the powerful force distorted the space, tearing out a huge hole in the dim sky, like the hideous face of the demon.

After a long time, the raging air waves gradually dissipated, and the wind stopped. Xiao Ye's white clothes swayed slightly, his straight body was slim, and he had a serious and deep expression on his face. Around her, the mass grave had been flattened by the powerful Xuan Qi wave before, and those thick trees had also been uprooted, pushing out dozens of meters away. In the distance, the blasted hill still had a lot of rocks rolling down.

With just one blow, the entire mass grave was gone.

"Hahahahaha." Lang Yu laughed wildly, "Xiao Ye, you are already like this after I only used sixty percent of my strength, so how do you continue to do this?" ”

A smear of blood slowly spilled out from the corner of Xiao Ye's mouth, Xiao Ye raised his hand, and his slender fingers wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips. Looking at Lang Yu, Xiao Ye snorted lightly and said nothing.

didn't avoid Lang Xi's blow, but took it hard, Xiao Ye just wanted to try how deep Lang Xi's cultivation was, and he had a good psychological preparation, and now he finally tried it, it's really amazing!

At this time, the Xuan Qi in her body was fluctuating extremely unsteadily. In order to take Lang Yu's blow, she had already used nine successes, and she had reserved the last percent. didn't expect it, but he was still hit by the attack.

Was it just Langyu's six successes just now?

In this way, she is really a little worse than Lang Xi.

However, she didn't think that she would lose to Lang Yu like this, and she would fight with a winning attitude until there was a final result. Xiao Ye slowly squatted down and laid his palms flat on the ground.

"Do you still want to do that?" As soon as he saw Xiao Ye's posture, Lang Yu thought of the big icicles that pierced out of the salt flats when he was in the Salt Sea, at that time he was limited by geology and avoided them, but he suffered a lot, but now it is different, this is not the Salt Sea, and his Xuan Power is better than usual, if you want to use that kind of move to deal with him again, it is useless.

Xiao Ye closed his eyes and was silent, his face sinking to the extreme.

The mist rose again, ethereal around her, the white clothes were plain, the dust was not clean, the black hair was like a waterfall, there was no wind and automatic, the breath was as quiet as water, and the earth-shattering scene before formed a sharp contrast. The mist envelops her, like an ink painting. This kind of atmosphere is completely different from the solemn smell of the salt sea.

Lang Yu looked at it, her brows furrowed deeply, and she immediately became vigilant.

Click, click, click.

There was a sudden strange sound around him, and Lang Yu looked down, and a thin layer of mist slowly appeared on the ground overgrown with weeds, and then condensed into a frosty shape, as small as pearls as translucent and crystalline. And where the frost was covered, the ground seemed to be sucked dry, and the dry cracks cracked one after another, making a thin sound.

Not only the land, but also the broken trees and branches next to it, as if they had been drained of water, withered and withered, and then a thin layer of frost appeared.

Everything around is turning white and drying up. The air is getting colder and colder, as if it has slowly transformed from hot summer to autumn and winter, and the mist around Xiao Ye is getting thicker and thicker, forming a cold fog that is more like a cloud, and the fog is swirling, with a biting chill.

The hair, rising higher and higher, even the clothes were raised, and the quiet picture became vivid in an instant, and the face that was not shocking but refined was still as light as water, but the white and smooth forehead was unconsciously covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat.

With such a sudden change in temperature, as well as Xiao Ye's strange calm and indifference, Lang Xi seemed to smell a dangerous aura.

Often the more dangerous things, the more this strange calm and indifference, Xiao Ye's life is extraordinary, not an ordinary person, Lang Yu no longer underestimated when he was in the salt sea, seeing that everything was a little wrong at this time, Lang Yu immediately shouted, his body flashed, and rushed towards Xiao Ye like a light bolt.

He won't give her time to do any more tricks. If you don't start now, you can wait for when.

Regarding Lang Yu's sudden attack, Xiao Ye was still squatting there, silent, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Quiet, indifferent.

Lang Yu approached Xiao Ye's eyes, raised the wooden staff and hit Xiao Ye directly. The wooden staff was impartial, hitting Xiao Ye's head. Cut off Xiao Ye's entire head from his neck.

Succeed.

Lang Yu was not half overjoyed when this staff was successful, on the contrary, there was a trace of astonishment on his face, and he looked at the body that had his head cut off in a daze. The white clothes are dancing in the wind, and the hands are flat on the ground, and the mist is clear out of the hands.

Wrong.

Lang Yu already sensed that something was wrong.

The severed head was not thrown aside, but disappeared as if out of thin air. The staff he swung out was like a blow in the air, and it didn't touch any object.

What's going on?

In Lang Yu's doubts, Xiao Ye's body, which was squatting quietly on the ground, suddenly turned into a cloud of white mist and dissipated, and there was nothing in front of him.

Lang Yu: "......"

Like an illusion, is it just an illusion?

Xiao Ye's hand, Lang Yu was caught off guard.

He also thought that Xiao Ye would be so calmly prepared in front of him, and he didn't move when he saw him rushing over, it turned out that she had already arranged everything, and she was not afraid that he would suddenly rush up to interrupt her plan.

What kind of trick is Xiao Ye playing?

Lang Yu turned his head violently, and behind him, Xiao Ye's body was half-kneeling on the ground as before, with his hands flat on the ground, his eyes closed, and his face was indifferent. Lang Yu didn't think about it, and instinctively waved it again.

There was no doubt that at such a close distance, Lang Yu's staff smashed into Xiao Ye's body again.

But the result of this staff was the same as before, as if it was hit in the air, and no impact was felt, and after a while, Xiao Ye's body was also the same as before, turning into a white mist and dissipating without a trace.

More and more cracks on the ground, the dry earth was covered with a thin layer of frost. Around, the vegetation has dried up, and even the green hills in the distance are faintly snow-white. The air is getting colder and colder, like a cold winter, freezing to the marrow. The already dark sky suddenly became darker, and the clouds were pressed low, as if they were about to be pressed down.

A strange and oppressive aura was spreading everywhere, and this feeling made Lang Yu extremely uneasy, and her long and narrow eyes were half-squinted, scanning the surroundings carefully, looking for Xiao Ye's figure. And Xiao Ye, as if he had suddenly disappeared, disappeared without a trace.

When a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Lang Yu again, Lang Yu did not hesitate for a minute, and rushed up to tear the white figure apart with a flash of light, however, it was useless. It's still nothing more than a cloud of mist.

As soon as he saw the white figure, Lang Yu would inevitably kill him, tearing up one ball after another, and he was about to tear his red eyes, but none of them were Xiao Ye's real body.

Whoop –

All of a sudden, more than a dozen Xiao Ye appeared at the same time, all of them were the same as before they disappeared, half-kneeling, their hands flat on the ground, their faces indifferent, and their bodies were shrouded in white mist. Looking at the dozen or so that came out all of a sudden, Lang Yu's face darkened, and the wolf-headed wooden staff in his hand swept away, and an arc-shaped air wave swept towards these dozen Xiao Ye.

The result was still the same, a dozen figures just turned into a cloud of white mist and disappeared.

As soon as these dozen figures disappeared, more than twenty followed.

Lang Yu looked at the more than twenty Xiao Ye, and the flesh on his face couldn't stop twitching. Xiao Ye is simply honing his patience, this woman, do you still want to fight?