"Poof. Chouyi felt that the blood in his body was tumbling, as if it was boiling, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how much he pressed it, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Let them know that no cat or dog can beat us. Yan Xin raised his right hand, and the spear was pointed directly at Chouyi.

With Yan Xin's order, Jia Shen and the others drove the sitting Fei Yi one after another, raised the spear in his hand, and flew towards Chou Yi and the others.

I don't know if it's because Si Yue is there, Chouyi clearly knows that he is not Yan Xin's opponent, but he doesn't have any fear, and the blood on the corner of his mouth is not wiped before he waives the giant axe in his hand and rushes forward: "Kill them for Lao Tzu!"

When the people on the side of the Heavenly Cult heard this, they also rushed out with a burst of screams, and collided with Huangfu Shaoyu's personal guards, fighting fiercely.

This collision immediately saw the gap between the two sides, and these personal guards of Huangfu Shaoyu were all disciplined, marched forward bravely, and formed a formation, like a sea of guns pushing straight over.

And although the people on the side of the Heavenly Cult are also fearless, they are by no means much worse than the other party in terms of personal strength. But the number of people alone is no longer advantageous, only about half of the opponent's, plus there is no discipline in rushing up, fighting separately, the entire team is instantly scattered and divided by the other party, and falls into a disadvantage.

Chouyi also stepped forward bravely, the big axe was raised high, bringing up pieces of energy, sweeping out, and slashing straight at Yan Xin.

Yan Xin sat down and roared angrily, his limbs were exerted, his wings were spread, and he flew out in the low altitude and pounced on Chouyi.

Through the blow just now, Yan Xin had already thoroughly understood Chouyi's strength, although the other party's strength was not worse than that of the ordinary Sanhua Realm Great Perfection, but there was still a gap compared to himself, not to mention that he was combined with the Fei Yi who was sitting down.

Yan Xin was in the air, the spear in his hand shrank back slightly, and with a slight spin, a golden spiritual power condensed on the tip of his spear, and the void around the tip of the spear changed slightly. If you look closely, you can see that the void has been slightly distorted, and the void directly in front of the tip of the spear has even broken a small point, and the black color that is invisible to the naked eye looms.

A sharp cracking sound sounded, and even in such a noisy environment, it sounded unusually clear.

The spear in Yan Xin's hand poked out like a silver snake spitting out a letter, stabbing at Chouyi. The tip of the spear was unmistakably fixed on the sharp blade of the great axe, and the two fought against each other with a small point of support, exerting desperate force.

Chouyi's ferocious axe was easily dissolved by Yan Xin, the roots of his teeth were clenched, his face was a little red from too much force, and the spiritual power around his body was rolling, mobilizing the spiritual power of his whole body to rush towards the giant axe in his hand.

On the other hand, Yan Xin's face was calm, his expression was as usual, and he couldn't see any reluctance. He held the spear lightly, the tip of the spear and the sharp blade of the giant axe pressed together, and the spiritual power of the two blades collided and shot continuously.

"You're good, but you're not my match yet. Yan Xin looked at Chouyi, who had gained enough strength, slowly spoke, and sent the spear forward with his right hand, and the golden spiritual power on the tip of the spear soared.

There was a crisp "click", and the giant axe was shattered by the silver spear in Yan Xin's hand, and the entire axe was broken into two. Chouyi's blood spurted wildly, but his movements were not slow, and he quickly retreated.

Yan Xin didn't intend to let him go like this, his left hand slapped lightly on Fei Li's body, his body rose into the air, his hands tightly grasped the barrel of the silver spear, and his waist rotated his body with force, and the man and gun were one, bringing up a whirlwind of golden spiritual power, which shot out like a dragon.

"Adults save me!" Chouyi was horrified in his heart, and while retreating rapidly, he shouted to Si Yue for help.

Si Yue just stood quietly next to Chu Yunfan, watching all this, as if he was just an irrelevant bystander, unmoved, without the slightest intention of rescuing.

"Don't you save him?" Chu Yunfan asked softly.

"Naturally, someone will save him. Si Yue said meaningfully.

Chu Yunfan frowned slightly, he really couldn't understand who he would be in Si Yue's mouth, and he was about to continue to ask, but he saw that Yan Xin had already caught up with Chouyi.

Looking at the spear that was about to pierce into his chest, Chouyi turned his heart sideways and scolded: "Since you want me to die, I won't let you have a good time, remember, it's our Heavenly Cult that wants the life of your eldest prince, Huangfu Shaoyu." ”

Chouyi clenched his fists, and two powerful blood-red spiritual powers rose from his palms and wrapped around his fists. His eyes became blood-red, his skin seemed to be transparent, and he could clearly see the thick blood vessels in his body, and the blood seemed to be boiling, mixed with blood-red spiritual power.

These changes seem complicated, but in fact they are very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Chou Yi's body has doubled, and the meridians in his body are directly supported by the surging blood-red spiritual power, and his skin is full of blood-red. The strange thing is that although the meridians have been burst, and even all the organs in the body have been submerged and devoured by the blood-red spiritual power, Chouyi not only looks like nothing at all from the outside, but the aura on his body is becoming more and more terrifying and terrifying.

Chu Yunfan's brows furrowed, he turned his head to look at Si Yue beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Evil Heaven doesn't keep saying that the Heavenly Cult is different from the Holy Evil Sect, and the Heavenly Cult is not a cult, but how to explain this matter in front of you, don't tell me that this is not a cult exercise." ”

Facing Chu Yunfan's questioning, Si Yue's face did not change at all, and he replied lightly: "There is nothing to explain this, there are many cult members in the Heavenly Sect, and most of them do not like to be restrained, it is not unusual for some of them to cultivate cult exercises, and it is impossible to monitor them one by one." Let's not talk about the Heavenly Cult, let's just say that those so-called righteous sects, I don't know how many people have secretly cultivated the cult exercises. ”

Chu Yunfan, who Si Yue talked about, also knew that it was just because he had always been wary of the evil sky and didn't want to believe the other party's words in his heart, so he subconsciously thought about the bad side.