Brush!

With a ghostly figure, Ye Chen's feet stepped in formation, crisscrossing through the cemetery. All the horrors that evolved from the magic circle were directly skipped by him.

In the rear, everyone encountered a new crisis. They were in battle with a group of Yin soldiers.

Burst!

With a flick of the spear, a Dao Palace disciple was instantly chilled.

"What the hell is going on, why would the Yin soldiers take the initiative to attack?" someone said in horror.

After saying that, a pitch-black broadsword instantly sank into his body. There are no fluctuations, and there is no sense of color. Killing one person, the Yin soldier was armed with a big knife and continued to deal with the others.

"Ahh

With a scream, the weekend was choked by a sword. Bright red blood spurted from his neck. At this moment, the weekend is also a real experience of the feeling of death.

Ahead, Ye Chen performed a formation, still crisscrossing the cemetery. It's just that every time he encounters a place that contains terror, his fingers will float slightly. This is Ye Chen's speeding up the evolution of the magic circle. to block the speed of the crowd.

For example, the Yin soldiers at this moment. Obviously, everyone didn't do anything, they were all carefully dodging. But the Yin soldiers seemed to feel something, and they came directly to the door. The people who were completely killed were caught off guard.

Brush!

At this time, in the crowd, a white light suddenly rose. It was so powerful that it tore through the darkness in an instant.

The incomparable sword intent burst out with terrifying power. Under the sword, the whole air trembled.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the invisible power spread, and the Yin soldiers disappeared directly. Under this sword, even the Yin soldiers were annihilated.

Bang!

Far away, Ye Chen could still hear a terrifying loud noise.

"Is Senior Sister making a move?" Ye Chen wondered. A powerful sword intent came from a distance and directly shook his body.

It was unimaginable that Ye Chen was at least more than ten miles away from Lu Yao. But that sword intent could still be perceived by Ye Chen. In his heart, Ye Chen once again made an assessment of Lu Yao's strength. Coming back to his senses, Ye Chen sped up his steps and jumped into the depths.

As for the rear, the horrors encountered were one after another. The yin rat sleeping in the depths of the cemetery, as well as many terrifying alien grasses, all appeared one after another. and then to the terrifying place, even Lu Yao was almost injured. And the crowd is getting smaller and smaller at the moment.

Burst!

Just after a disciple of the Dao Palace who had refined eight bloodlines was penetrated by a terrifying creature called the Golden-winged Moth, there were only six people left in the entire crowd.

As the name suggests, the moth is a moth with golden wings. At the same time, its terrifying thing is precisely the pair of wings. Between the flapping of golden wings, there is a buzzing roar that can confuse the mind. And the most terrifying thing is that this golden-winged moth is extremely penetrating. Between the flapping of those golden wings, even fine iron could penetrate it.

Brush!

A sword broke through the air, Lu Yao waved his long sword, a white light appeared, and the terrifying sword intent poured and pressed upward, and a killing intent shook, filling the entire space.

"Shhh

Except for Jiang Hao, all the people present gasped. The terrifying coercion shook them, and they took a few steps back again and again. What a majesty this was, and under this sword, several people felt that the whole world was about to be destroyed.

Brush!

The terrifying sword intent spread, instantly covering the group of terrifying golden-winged moths. The sword light was still unabated, and after destroying the golden-winged moth, it still flew forward, with a terrifying might, and the sword light dragged for five thousand meters.

At this time, with the disappearance of the sword light, the entire heaven and earth suddenly fell silent. The terrifying golden-winged moths disappeared, and some of them were just wisps of sword power flowing in them.

"It's so powerful, this sword intent is not at the same level as us at all. ”

His throat was dry, and a man who had refined the nine bloodlines was shocked, and said with a sword in horror: "There is such a strong man here, why? Why do you want us to participate?"

At this moment, he didn't even believe himself. Under Lu Yao's sword, all his confidence had been crushed.

Bang!

It was ten miles away from everyone, and a roaring sound made Ye Chen's pace stop.

"What's going on?" Ye Chen's expression froze, and he felt wisps of sword intent spreading from behind.

"Is it Senior Sister?"

Ye Chen's expression was solemn. The strength of this senior sister seems to have exceeded Ye Chen's expectations. It's hard to imagine that Ye Chen felt that it was a miracle that he was able to survive under Lu Yao's sword in the first place. Although that senior sister is not very good at using her head, her strength is extremely terrifying. It's like there's no boundary, it's a bottomless pit.

"Looks like we're going to have to pick things up. Ye Chen's expression froze.

Lu Yao's strength was beyond Ye Chen's expectations, if he didn't speed up, God knows what would happen later.

"Senior Sister Lu of the Xuanjian Sect is really powerful, which makes Ji Ye admire. ”

Ji Ye's figure was long, and his robe hung down, but he was a little embarrassed. His black hair fluttered, and he had a few scratches on his face, which had just been scratched by the wings of the golden-winged moth. But it still doesn't diminish his handsomeness.

"Senior Sister Lu deserves to be the first person in my generation. If Senior Sister Lu also existed in the last competition, then she must be the first person. ”

If Ye Chen was here at this moment, he would definitely laugh. If it is useful to pat the sycophants, Ye Chen will be able to get rich overnight.

"Phew, sycophants!"

Just as Ji Ye's words fell, a very discordant voice came out. It was the woman in Tsing Yi, although she had only refined the realm of five bloodlines, but she still stayed until now. Mainly because Daoyi was on her side.

"You!"

Ji Ye's eyes were cold, and he was about to attack, but he was greeted by Daoyi's cold gaze.

Groov!

Ji Ye shuddered, so she had to look at the woman in Tsing Yi hatefully, and then look away.

"Senior Sister Lu,"

Bang bang...

Ji Ye don't look over, just when she spoke... A faint snapping sound sounded above his head.

"This?"

Ji Ye's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked up. When he saw it, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It's just a golden-winged moth, and one of its wings has been broken.

"I'm so lucky to have survived under such a terrifying sword. Ji sighed.

I didn't notice that Lu Yao's nose seemed to be wrinkled, as if she was unhappy.