Three days later, less than a hundred miles away from the Fire Cave Ridge, on a sheep intestine trail.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard.

A flaming horse with a red body is slowly approaching.

On horseback sat a young man in Tsing Yi, slightly thin, with dried blood stains on his clothes.

It was from Tianyi Academy that he left and rushed to Yang Yifan all the way towards the Fire Cave Ridge.

Two thousand miles is not far away.

But there are many no-man's lands along the way, and there are fierce beasts infested.

Yang Yifan didn't rush with all his might.

Pounce.

At this moment, in the bushes on the side of the road ahead, several unknown birds fluttered their wings and flew out.

Yang Yifan's feet clamped, and the flame horse stopped.

Rumble.

At this moment, the weeds in front of him shook, and a biting cold light splashed up.

The air tore apart, and the sound of breaking the air was heard.

It's a long sword.

Almost instantly, he arrived in front of Yang Yifan.

The flaming pony didn't even let out a scream when it was split in half by the sword qi that rushed in front of him, and a cloud of blood splattered.

But Yang Yifan on horseback did not move at all.

It's just that the body is slowly fading.

It's a phantom left behind after the ghost shadow trail broke out.

And his whole body had stopped ten feet away.

Ahead, five figures appeared.

Four men and one woman.

They are all cultivation in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm.

"The freshman king of Tianyi Academy is worthy of his name. ”

"It's a pity that it's still dead. ”

It seems that this whereabouts have indeed been exposed.

Yang Yifan did not speak.

The Blood Shadow Gun was already in his right hand, which still had some wounds.

The wound was from the Celestial Dragon Splitting Claw two days ago.

After cultivating the Heavenly Dragon Alchemy Technique to the second level of the Great Perfection, his recovery ability has improved a lot.

The ghost shadow erupted.

A series of afterimages appeared, and Yang Yifan shot away in an instant.

In the face of the five of them, they dared to take the initiative to attack?

The five were visibly stunned.

Didn't you see that the five of them were all in the strength of the late stage of the Xuanji Realm?

"Arrogance. ”

"Look for death. ”

Angry shouts rang out.

The five of them rushed in unison.

The spiritual power surged, and the weeds and trees around were instantly squeezed to the ground.

"Fire Dance Silver Serpent. ”

Swish.

A fierce aura suddenly spread out.

One by one, the flame spirit snakes condensed out, and the tyrannical aura began to permeate.

It was clearly a beating flame structure, but a piercing chill was coming, and the faces of the five people had changed slightly, and they felt a strong sense of crisis.

Don't dare to have any contempt at all, and the strongest martial arts of the five people broke out together.

One by one, the flame spirit snakes were shattered.

The sky is full of sparks.

At this moment, Yang Yifan rushed over.

"The sky is on fire. ”

As soon as a big man's right hand was raised, the entire palm instantly turned red into flames, and the majestic spiritual power gushed out, bursts of high temperature permeated the air, and the surrounding air seemed to be about to be ignited.

"Breaking the waves. ”

Thousands of huge waves loomed, and strong coercion poured into the mountains and seas.

It makes people's hearts palpitate and make people breathless, as if the heavens and the earth are about to be shattered.

The Blood Shadow Spear's scarlet light is flourishing.

The waves were dyed scarlet, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

And a little cold light appeared.

The size of a grain of rice, it only grew in size in an instant, turning into a sharp spear tip.

I can't stop it at all.

Wherever the Blood Shadow Spear passed, the vast flames shattered and extinguished.

Burst.

There was a sound of flesh tearing, and the guy's palm was pierced in an instant, and then he watched as the Blood Shadow Gun sank into his chest.

One-hit spike?

The bodies of the other four who were forced back by the Flame Spirit Serpent trembled, and a look of horror clearly flashed in their eyes.

I have heard of Yang Yifan's name.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have joined forces.

But only now did they realize that they still underestimated Yang Yifan's power.

Phew, boom.

But the reaction of the four people was not slow, and they rushed to kill the flame spirit snake in unison.

But they're too slow.

Before the encirclement was formed, the ghost shadow under Yang Yifan's feet broke out.

Fast!

It's so fast!

The two guys in front only saw a black shadow flashing, and Yang Yifan had already arrived in front of them.

"Wind and rain sword. ”

"Demon Ape Violent Fist. ”

What the?

A sword and a punch fell on Yang Yifan, but the eyes of the two immediately widened, and the look was like seeing a ghost.

Their blow didn't hurt Yang Yifan in the slightest.

"Spirit snake stings. ”

The Blood Shadow Spear flashed, like a spiritual snake, suddenly bursting out of the void, bringing a palpitating aura.

There's no way to hide from it.

The sharp tip of the spear was like a bamboo, and in an instant, it pierced a guy's chest.

The snake waged its tail. ”

As soon as the blood shadow gun was picked, the flesh and blood of the guy were torn apart in an instant, and the tip of the spear with a trace of flesh and blood left a dazzling blood-colored mark in the air, and then quickly slashed through the neck of the person next to him.

The throat was slit, and streams of suffocation came.

The guy struggled to raise his hands and cover the wound.

But it didn't work, and the blood kept pouring out between the fingers.

Call.

The sound of strong wind is blowing from behind.

Yang Yifan didn't look back at all, as soon as his left hand was raised, his spiritual power gushed out, instantly condensing into an ice spear.

"It's broken. ”

The ice gun took off its hand and roared out.

Crash.

The ice spear shattered and scattered as ice slag.

A large man with a knife who was attacking also took two steps back.

But his eyes immediately widened, his feet were a little, and the whole person retreated violently.

But it didn't work.

Yang Yifan, who turned around, had already arrived in front of him.

"Spirit snake slash. ”

"Wind Split. ”

The Blood Shadow Spear slashed down.

While.

The long knife breaks.

The guy froze there, his clothes shattered.

From the center of his eyebrows to his lower abdomen, a line of blood appeared, then it grew larger, and then it turned into a hideous bloody wound with a bang, and blood mixed with colorful internal organs flowed out.

Then the whole person turned in half and fell to the sides.

Grunt.

The sound of struggling swallowing sounded.

It was the woman.

The pretty face was already pale, and even her body was trembling slightly.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, she still couldn't believe it.

How long has it been?

I haven't had time for a stick of incense yet.

But four people were killed.

It's horrible!

Yang Yifan's strength is even more terrifying than the legend.

When looking at Yang Yifan's gaze, the fear in the woman's heart couldn't be contained, like a flood, spreading towards her whole body, making her feel like falling into an ice cellar.

She gritted her teeth and threw down the narrow sword in her hand, "As long as you let me go, I can do anything." ”

The moment she spoke, she grabbed her right hand, and the red dress on her body was instantly shattered, and a large piece of snow white and the pair of waves immediately jumped out.

Although her strength is average, she doesn't know how many men she has seen, and she can see at a glance that Yang Yifan is still a chick.

And she is still a little confident in her appearance and figure.

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