Now.

Including Mo Ying's five people.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Youyun to take the initiative to make a move, and they also shot at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan was also stunned.

But then, a cruel sneer appeared on his face, "Hmph, you are Huo Chu's damn boy's woman, very good, I will kill you first today, and then kill him!"

Yuan Li suddenly exploded.

In the monstrous bloody atmosphere.

Feng Yan grasped the palm of his hand, and instantly condensed into a blood-colored sword, and slashed towards the dark clouds with a fierce sword.

Boom!

The blood-colored sword and the black fire palm print collided together in the sky, and instantly burst out with a powerful and terrifying power, sweeping away in all directions.

Youyun snorted and was shaken back dozens of meters.

And Feng Yan's face changed, and he suddenly took two steps back.

The five people around Ji Xian, as well as those of the Kamikaze Alliance and the Evil Wind Society, were even more affected and retreated wildly.

Everyone's faces were very shocked.

is only a third-level Martial Venerable, and he and the fifth-level Martial Venerable Feng Yan fought for half a catty and eight taels in one move.

Even if Feng Yan didn't have the power of the Burning Origin and exerted all his power, this was almost impossible to do!

"It's a little interesting, I didn't expect you to have a little strength, but today, you can't escape death!"

"Shura Slash!"

Yuan Li surging.

Feng Yan took the initiative to make a move, and his figure flashed.

He raised his hands high, as if splitting a mountain and slashing a mountain, and a blood-colored knife slashed towards the clouds.

The fluctuation of violent and bloody power made many fourth-level martial masters around them couldn't help but change their faces one after another.

Such a terrible knife, even if they attack with all their might, I am afraid they may not be able to resist it!

And Youyun too, his face became very solemn.

She didn't have the slightest carelessness, and cast a secret method, all the power, all of which were instantly urged to the extreme.

"Stygian Palm!"

With a wave of the arm.

A ten-meter giant palm condensed from the tumbling black flames slammed upwards to meet it.

Boom!

Another violent collision.

The black palm print became more and more blood-colored swords, and it shattered and burst again in an instant.

Wisps of black flames, as well as the blood-colored sword fragments, flew towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, causing the five people around Ji Xian, as well as the more than twenty fourth-level martial artists, all of them had a great change in their faces, and they retreated violently again.

Whether it's the flames, or the blood-colored swords.

All make them feel very dangerous!

"Die!"

Taking the initiative to strike a blow that failed, Feng Yan's body swept down, condensing into a blood-colored war knife and slashing towards Youyun.

Youyun also snorted coldly, and attacked with black flames.

Immediately, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

But many people around were dumbfounded.

"A third-level martial artist, the palm technique is not enough, it is just an ordinary beginner-level heart realm, and he is even on par with the deputy alliance master of Feng Yan!"

"That's ...... It's two realms off!"

"With such strength, compared to many of our fourth-level martial artists, I'm afraid it's not bad at all!"

The Kamikaze Alliance, the Evil Wind Society, many people were shocked.

Mo Ying and Ji Xian were also very surprised at this time, "I didn't expect it, I haven't seen Miss Yun make a move before, and I didn't expect her strength to be so powerful!"

I'm afraid this strength is stronger than them!

And in the middle of the fight.

Feng Yan too, gradually revealing a look of surprise.

However, he has a powerful eighth-order martial soul, and he is also in the Yuan Force, mixed with the power of the eighth-order origin.

Even if you don't use your martial soul and don't burn the power of your origin, it's definitely not something that an ordinary fourth-level martial venerable can compete with.

But the woman in front of him was just a third-level martial artist, and she actually blocked him steadily, only slightly falling into a disadvantage.

It's incredible!

But how do they know.

Youyun is there, but there is a ninth-order martial soul!

The ninth-order origin power was mixed into the Yuan force, and the effect was probably not much worse than Chu Qingyun's fusion origin power!

Boom!

Another blow.

The two retreated.

Youyun's face turned a little pale.

But Feng Yan's eyes were gloomy.

The dignified fifth-level Martial Venerable, the president of the Evil Wind Society, and the deputy leader of the Kamikaze Alliance, can't even solve it with a third-level Martial Venerable, it's not a long-faced thing.

"A bit of strength..."

"But you, too, that's the end of it!"

Rumble!

An invisible wave of qi burst out from Feng Yan's side in an instant.

The Yuan Force on his body became extremely dazzling and bright, exuding waves of power fluctuations that made people palpitate.

Burn the power of the Origin.

And it's burning, the power of the eighth-order origin!

"Die!"

The bloody qi surged, and the wind roared, the speed was extremely fast, and another blood-colored knife slashed towards the clouds.

glanced at Mo Ying and the others.

Youyun gritted his teeth, gathered his strength again, and a palm print struck up, "Immortal Flame Palm!"

The ten-meter flame palm print immediately rose against the wind, whistling and slapping towards the terrifying sword.

But this time.

The black fire palm print was instantly shattered and torn, and the blood-colored sword was also the first time, directly slashing at Youyun's body.

The palm of his hand split in an instant, and a dazzling blood stain flowed out.

Youyun snorted and flew directly upside down, barely stabilizing his body thousands of meters away.

His face was already pale.

Burn the power of the source, which greatly increases strength.

She was already slightly weaker than Feng Yan, and at this time, she was even less of an opponent, and she was directly injured by a knife.

"Hahaha, in the end, it's still a third-level martial artist, even if it's a little trick, it's just that, today I'll send you on the road first, and then go and slaughter that hateful boy!"

Laughing.

Feng Yan held the blood-colored sword and pursued again.

"Damn it, why haven't you come yet!"

Youyun was anxious.

And she is also making a final effort to gain more time to create the last chance for Mo Ying and others.

The black fire palm print was made again.

Youyun showed all his strength and began to wrestle with Feng Yan.

But as she fought again and again, her injuries continued to accumulate and deepen.

The corners of his mouth were even overflowing with blood.

Feng Yan completely gained the upper hand.

It's only a matter of time before you get rid of the clouds.

The surrounding Divine Wind Alliance, the Evil Wind Society, and the more than twenty fourth-level martial artists all sneered and surrounded Mo Ying and the others.

"It seems that today, it's really going to be over......"

"I didn't expect that I, Ji Xian, would die here..."

"I don't want to die......"

Shenzi, Ling Yuan, and Ji Xian all looked miserable, and Mo Ying and Little Fox were even more crying.

And at the same time.

The three figures in the distance were also like dazzling meteors, approaching this side at great speed.

Another concentrated perception.

But this time, Chu Qingyun's face changed suddenly.

"A fifth-level martial venerable breath, and a third-level martial venerable aura, are very strong, and they are fighting fiercely!"

(End of chapter)