Before the surrounding martial artists could react, the aura on that guy's body began to rise rapidly, and in a moment, he reached the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

He was none other than Zi Wuji, who had come to kill Yang Yifan.

When he came to Qingshan Town, he blended into the crowd, passed the test, and entered the Yang family, which was recruiting troops and rapidly expanding his strength, looking for an opportunity to kill Yang Yifan, he thought that what he was hiding was good enough, but he didn't expect that he was noticed by Yang Yifan just as soon as they met.

"Hmph. ”

Facing Yang Yifan, who was coming on, instead of panicking, Zi Wuji looked at Yang Yifan mockingly, and then twitched his right hand.

Swish.

A cold light suddenly lit up.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Before Yang Feng and the others could even see what was going on, a long sword had already arrived in front of Yang Yifan.

"Cracker. ”

In an instant, Yang Yifan's right hand surged with a touch of metal, and his entire hand became heavy.

While.

The longsword was blocked.

Oh?

Zi Wuji raised his eyebrows, and said with a slight hint of playfulness: "Is the strength so strong? It seems that he has practiced some kind of body refining technique, but that's it, it's not enough." ”

Rumble.

As his voice fell, a fierce aura erupted from the long sword.

Crackling.

The air was instantly slashed, and the sharp tip of the sword crossed a strange arc in the air and landed on Yang Yifan's chest.

Crash.

The clothes were torn, and a line of blood appeared.

Didn't break?

The playful and sadistic look on Zi Wuji's face dissipated, and with this blow, he felt that Yang Yifan should be disemboweled.

"Don't come here. ”

Drinking to restrain Yang Feng and the others who wanted to do it, the will to fight in Yang Yifan's eyes became more and more vigorous.

"The ignorant are fearless, tsk. ”

Zi Wuji looked at Yang Yifan, "I advise you to let them go together, otherwise, you are the only one, and it is not enough to kill less." ”

Swish.

When the words fell, he moved.

There was an afterimage.

Profound body martial arts!

It's definitely more powerful than Thunder Blast!

However, this was not enough to make Yang Yifan scared and flinched.

Call.

"Sunset Sword. ”

The long sword pierced the air, and the dazzling light was magnificent, like a small sun rising.

Swish.

The strong light was dazzling, and Yang Feng and the others around couldn't help but close their eyes.

"Blood-burning mystery. ”

Swish.

A touch of scarlet immediately appeared in Yang Yifan's eyes, and his aura continued to rise, and he soon advanced to the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm.

"Cracker. ”

The sheen of the metal resurfaces.

Yang Yifan's right hand slammed into the long sword.

While.

The voice came.

Damn it.

Zi Wuji couldn't help but scold, he didn't expect a guy from the countryside, this body is so strong and powerful that he is not weaker than him at all, but with his family background, he has thrown Yang Yifan more than a hundred times.

Boom.

On the tip of his toe, a shallow pit appeared, and his whole body instantly rose into the air, and his right foot was raised, tight, like a thick iron rod, and swept out.

"Whip Leg. ”

Bang.

The incomparable power came, and Yang Yifan took a few steps back.

Call.

Zi Wuji's body fell, but there seemed to be floating clouds under his feet, supporting him, as if stepping on clouds, and pounced on Yang Yifan again, the speed was so fast that even Yang Yifan couldn't react.

Burst.

The flesh was torn apart, and the long sword sank into Yang Yifan's left shoulder.

No holes?

Zi Wou-Ki was disappointed.

Pedaling.

And with this, Yang Yifan took a few steps back and opened the distance.

"This kid is not ordinary, tsk, look at this posture, he is definitely a genius cultivated by those big forces since childhood, boy, you have met an opponent. ”

The demon's voice was slightly excited, and it was rare to see Yang Yifan suppressed.

Opponents?

Call.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the blood marks on his chest, the scarlet color in Yang Yifan's eyes was even worse, and the hot blood in his body was already boiling, this was definitely the strongest opponent of the same age he had ever met, so let's have a good fight.

The more you hurt, the crazier you get!

This is Yang Yifan.

As the demon says, every real gunslinger is a madman.

Staring at Zi Wuji, Yang Yifan was already about to stop talking.

Not long after entering the middle stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, it will definitely not be able to break through to the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm in a short period of time.

Now, he needs to sharpen his gun skills.

The last time he was drunk, he faintly touched the artistic conception of the unity of man and gun, but after he woke up, he always felt that there was a membrane, which was clearly within reach, but it was blocked.

Now, this guy who suddenly appeared is very strong, and it is a good whetstone, helping him break through to the artistic conception of the unity of man and gun in one fell swoop.

"Here comes the gun. ”

Yang Yifan backhand.

Swish.

Yang Feng next to him threw it, and a fine iron spear flew towards Yang Yifan.

"Hmph. ”

Zi Wuji snorted coldly, "What's there... ”

Before he could say the useful words, his eyes couldn't help but widen a little.

Rumble.

With the spear in his hand, the momentum on Yang Yifan's body was like a flash flood, this breath was too terrifying, as if a sleeping beast had suddenly woken up, and it was about to start a bloodthirsty killing.

With a gun in hand, I have it in the world.

With a spear in hand, he is his strongest state.

"Come again. ”

Yang Yifan snorted and took the initiative to attack.

"The snake is out of the hole. ”

While.

"Spirit snake stings. ”

While.

With the spear in hand, Yang Yifan immediately reversed the situation, and the spirit snake four styles were like flowing water, continuously unleashed, and through the blood burning secret technique, it was promoted to the support of the cultivation of the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, and the power was increased by a few points compared to before.

The collision between the long sword and the fine iron long sword continued to erupt.

Damn it.

Zi Wuji's face was gloomy as water, he didn't expect that after grabbing the spear, Yang Yifan's strength suddenly improved so much, and there were faint signs of resisting him, you know, he was a cultivator in the late stage of the Huang Ji Realm, and Yang Yifan obviously used some kind of secret technique to be comparable to him.

"Boy, you're completely enraged... ”

"Fire Dance Silver Serpent. ”

Before Zi Wuji's words could be spoken, Yang Yifan's killing move arrived.

Swish.

The faces of Yang Feng and the others next to him changed sharply, and they hurriedly retreated one by one, their faces full of horror, is this young master too excited, this fire dance silver snake is a group attack martial art, and it kills indiscriminately.

Killer moves?

It was difficult for Zi Wuji to maintain the slightest composure, his face changed greatly, he didn't comprehend the killing move, but now, he was shown by the country boy in his mouth, Yang Yifan, how could this make him not feel aggrieved?

The fierce aura came wildly, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he waved his long sword.

"Seven Demon Swords Against the Heavens. ”

Phew, boom.

At this moment, behind Zi Wuji, there seemed to be seven ancient demon gods standing up to the sky and the earth.

Each demon god held a magic sword that was a hundred feet long and shimmered with pitch-black light.

An eerie and tragic aura spread out, and at this moment, the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to have dropped by several degrees, and even the sunshine in the sky seemed to have a shadow on it, becoming a little gloomy.

It was as if this place had been transformed into a demonic realm.

It's so strong!

Yang Feng and the others had to retreat again, watching nervously, and they didn't know if their young master could defeat this outrageous young man who suddenly appeared and was tough.