Ren Fan quietly hid behind the boulder, holding his breath and waiting, finally, there was a footstep approaching, but the footsteps were very urgent, and he didn't notice the danger behind the boulder at all.

The three flying knives of the pseudo-artifact, Ren Fan has been preparing in his hand for a long time, as soon as Sun Xianfeng showed his head, the three flying knives instantly came out of his hand, drawing out three blue lights, their speed was so fast, at such a close distance, he couldn't react at all, Sun Xianfeng just turned his head, and the three cyan flying knives had already pierced his throat, and he didn't even have time to scream.

However, there seems to be some connection between these three offerings, as soon as Sun Xianfeng died, a silver spiritual power arc instantly split down from the air, and then a figure flew in, it was the white-haired Yang worship.

"Good boy, not only killed my young master of the Zhao family, but also killed my Zhao family worship, it is really an unforgivable sin!" The old man roared, and another silver arc of light slashed down.

Ren Fan stepped on a thousand steps, and his body instantly turned into a blurred black shadow, and two silver arcs of spiritual power split into the air.

While Ren Fan dodged, the three cyan flying knives in his hand were thrown in the air, and the three flying knives were divided into three different directions and stabbed at Yang Feng's three defensive weaknesses.

Yang Fengfeng was shocked, he had never seen this flying knife skill so exquisite, he could make three flying knives fly in three directions at the same time, but he didn't know that these three flying knives were pseudo-artifacts, and they already had a tool spirit and could attack independently.

The three flying knives quickly approached Yang Xianfeng, and Yang Xianfeng snorted coldly, "Do you dare to show ugliness for carving insect skills?" However, before the words fell, the yellow-level high-grade spirit weapon flying knife in his hand that was used to block the flying knives was instantly cut off.

Without allowing for much thought, Yang Xianfeng relied on his years of experience, and his figure turned three times in a row, but he was able to just dodge the front of the flying knife and insert it into his body, but he was still scratched by the flying knife.

However, Yang Fengfeng had just landed, and his heart was shocked, the three flying knives had flown to the ground, and after a fight, he had already understood the extraordinary nature of this flying knife, and he dared to be careless there, and put his whole heart on the flying knife.

However, Ren Fan on the other side had already been killed, and the magic sword in his hand quickly swept to the place where Yang worshipped his heart, and Yang worshipped only reacted when Ren Fan's magic sword was about to arrive, and his body was able to dodge, avoiding the position of the heart, and the magic sword was inserted into his right arm.

It's just that what Yang Xianfeng didn't expect was that the magic sword drank blood, but the moment it was inserted, his right arm was already shriveled, Yang Xianfeng was worthy of being a person who had been in the Yuyu domain for many years, and he was ruthless enough to himself, the spiritual power of his left hand surged, and he grabbed it on his right arm, and with a scream, his right arm was pulled out by himself.

At this moment, Zhou Xianfeng finally rushed to the top of the mountain, but the first scene he saw when he arrived at the top of the mountain was the moment when Yang Xianfeng broke his arm, Zhou Xianfeng put down the burden containing Zhao Xianjun's corpse, waved a blood-red spear in his hand, and ran away to Ren Fan.

Ren Fan's heart moved, and the three flying knives flew to the vital point of Zhou's worship.

"Zhou Xianfeng, be careful of this flying knife!" Yang Xianfeng roared, and turned around to be a series of kicks, although Yang Xianfeng was injured, but after all, he was a first-order martial artist, and his strength was not covered, Ren Fan could only choose to avoid this serial kick like a storm.

Zhou Xianfeng didn't take the three flying knives seriously, but he really knew that it was powerful when the flying knives flew, and his spear was a Xuan-level medium-grade spiritual weapon that he got by chance, and it was usually used to be invincible, but this time, it was just a collision with the flying knife, and a deep groove was cut out on the barrel of the gun, and when it was touched again, the groove deepened a few points, and in less than five times, the Xuan-level medium-grade spear was cut off.

Zhou Fengfeng only realized at this time that this flying knife was far better than his spear, but he didn't have the time to think about it anymore, because the three flying knives were too sharp, and they didn't give him a chance to breathe at all.

On the other side, Ren Fan and Yang Feng fought together, although Yang Feng was injured, but he was still brave, Ren Fan couldn't take it for a while in the face of Yang Feng, who was so injured, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the great martial artist was really unusual.

However, Ren Fan was not in a hurry, because Yang Xianfeng couldn't do anything about him, there were a lot of three-grade Qi Replenishing Pills in his storage ring, and he was naturally not afraid of consuming it.

In this way, Ren Fan relied on the advantages of flying knives and pills, and for a while, he actually fought to a draw with the two first-order great martial artists.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, Ren Fan was still alive and vigorous, full of spiritual power, there was no appearance of spiritual power being exhausted, Yang Xianfeng also discovered this, he found that Ren Fan had already given himself several Qi Replenishing Pills, and he couldn't help but be jealous in his heart, originally his idea was to rely on the strength of spiritual power to drag Ren Fan to death, but now looking at this situation, if he doesn't solve it quickly, I'm afraid he will be dragged to death by Ren Fan.

Thinking of this, Yang Xianfeng no longer hesitated, quickly opened the distance, mobilized the spiritual power of the whole body, and quickly knotted the complex seal method in his hand, just for a moment, he shouted, "Silver Dragon Half Moon Slash!"

A silver spiritual power crescent slashed through the sky and slashed towards Ren Fan, where the spiritual power crescent passed, the hard mountain stones cracked one after another, and huge energy fluctuations covered the entire space.

Feeling this palpitating fluctuation of spiritual power, Ren Fan knew that it was not a joke for this level of great martial artist to strike with all his strength, and any of his own martial arts skills were difficult to match Qi, so a dark green big tripod came out of the air and blocked in front of Ren Fan.

"Huh!"

After a long roar, Ren Fan felt a surge of qi and blood in his chest, Xuan Tianding blocked all the spiritual damage, but the aftermath emitted by the contact between the martial technique and Xuan Tianding was enough for him to drink a pot.

In Yang Xianfeng's eyes, Ren Fan had been completely surrounded by the silver light that burst up, and the corners of his mouth lifted a smug smile, "Stinky boy, you are still a little tender when you fight with me!"

Yang Xianfeng immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, but after the silver light fell, Ren Fan walked out of it unharmed, also smiling, "Old thing, your spiritual power is exhausted?"

"You, you, you...... How is it possible!" Yang Xianfeng stepped back again and again as if he had seen a ghost, Ren Fan was right, under the blow just now, he almost used up all the spiritual power in his body.

"Then, it's my turn next!"

Ren Fan naturally would not be merciful, the magic sword in his hand was clenched, the figure flashed by, a trace of blood splashed, and Yang worshiped the corpse.