After saying this, he scolded in a low voice, "the big one first, or we won't be able to leave." ”

After speaking, they didn't care about Yan Qianlu, and they rushed up. At this time, Yan Qianlu and their minds turned around, only by killing the guard who was almost close to the transformation realm cultivation first, they would have a chance to win.

Otherwise, even if they killed Wang Yan, that master would kill them.

After Feng Yu's shout just now, countless monks pounced. Wang Yan's face suddenly fell, "Little bastard, Lao Tzu must kill you today!"

The distance between them was not far away, and Feng Yu soon arrived in front of Wang Ziwen.

Wang Ziwen mentioned Dao Li to protect his body, but he was too careless just now, so he suffered a big loss from Feng Yu.

Now he knew that the young man in front of him was not a high cultivator, but his physique was strong and terrifying, far higher than the Iron Sword Sect Master just now.

A heavy punch hit Wang Ziwen's arm without any fancy, and sparks flew everywhere.

Despite running the Dao Force Body, Wang Ziwen still felt a tingling in his arm. If he had been defenseless just now, it is estimated that his hand would be useless by now.

Yan Qianlu and the others did not hesitate now, and then attacked. Watch the trio dance through the air. Feng Yu shook his head, the gap in cultivation was too big.

If this continues, I'm afraid that before the group of monks behind them catches up, the three of them will have to stay here.

At such a critical moment, Wang Yan naturally would not sit idly by, and he also joined the battle circle.

Now, the situation is even worse.

In desperation, Feng Yu had no choice but to rush forward again, and he shouted at Yan Qianlu, "You guys stand down." ”

Hearing Feng Yu's order, Yan Qianlu and the others immediately turned around and left. Feng Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, you really believe me.

In the middle of my spiritual formation, I went to fight against two masters of the Merge Dao Period, and you left like this. Anyway, you have to throw a big move and go.

Looking at Wang Yan's smug expression on his face, Feng Yu greeted him. His target is still Wang Ziwen next to him.

Seeing that Feng Yu was about to come to Wang Yan's side, at this time, Feng Yu suddenly turned a corner and rushed towards Wang Ziwen.

Seeing that this little ghost who didn't know whether to live or die was targeting himself again, Wang Ziwen was also really angry.

The wound that Feng Yu left him just now was still bleeding. He mobilized the Dao power of his whole body to protect his body.

This is an absolute cultivation suppression, unless Feng Yu is now in the Merge Dao realm, otherwise he will not be able to cause substantial damage to Wang Ziwen at all.

This has nothing to do with the physical body, because the other party's cultivation is beyond almost two great realms.

At the same time, Wang Ziwen held up a small fireball in his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, the small fireball turned into a ten-zhang long large fire cover, indiscriminately heading towards the wind feather cover.

At such a close distance, Wind Feather immediately found himself in the fire cover, and the fire cover immediately surrounded Wind Feather. At the same time, the flames in the fire cover began to boil.

The blue light outside Wind Feather's body flashed, and Dao Li Silk hung down, protecting his body.

An incomparably hot sensation spread throughout his body, and he knew that if he couldn't send it out for a short time, the fire shield would most likely explode and he would be left with no bones left.

His right hand carved bright blue runes into the void, and the flames from the Dao power quickly retreated outward.

This is the power of the martial arts rune. Seeing that this move worked, Feng Yu rushed to the edge of the fire shield with the power of runes.

He traced the runes on the fire shield, and the color of the fire shield immediately dimmed considerably.

At the same time, the flames of the fire cover exploded!

Yan Qianlu and Ye Chuyun's eyes widened, all the while, they were almost obedient to Feng Yu's words.

In the same way, they had just inexplicably believed in Feng Yu and retreated like this. They didn't think that Feng Yu was just a mid-stage spiritual monk.

Wang Ziwen's face showed a happy look, this ant was finally dead. The scar on his chest was a disgrace.

Now, as long as the remaining two women are killed, then no one will ever know that he was injured by an ant in the middle of the spirit formation.

Without Wang Yan's order, he forced Yan Qianlu to go. Because it was dark, he didn't notice that a dark shadow had just escaped from the fire cover.

The sky suddenly brightened, and the sun showed its face. At this time, most of the monks' attention was drawn to the sudden light.

Even Wang Ziwen was no exception, at the moment of his fugue. Feng Yu threw out a scroll, which he had blackmailed from Zheng Mengying.

At that time, Zheng Mengying said that this scroll was equivalent to the pinnacle blow of a transformation realm powerhouse.

That scroll came to Wang Ziwen's body, and Wang Ziwen found it. A loud sound of breaking the air was heard again.

A strong wind blew the wind feathers out. A storm of energy explodes in front of the prince's tattoo.

Because Wang Ziwen was defenseless, he was instantly swallowed by the energy storm. The houses and trees on the side were shredded.

For a long time, in that area, only a large circular pit with a radius of tens of zhang long remained.

A smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yu's mouth. This attack scroll is really not bad, killing people, digging pits and burying one-stop service.

Because of the loud sound of the attack scroll just now, a group of monks stopped, and they knew that it was an attack that could only be made by the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm.

There are strong people in the Transformation Realm, and they don't dare to go over and send them to death.

Seeing the death of the prince's tattoo, Wang Yan was stunned. In the Valley of Fire, the person he trusted the most, except for his son Wang Chen, who had already been killed by Feng Yu, was this Wang Ziwen.

All along, the Valley of Fire was just a tool for him to make money.

The Valley of Fire is gone, as long as his cultivation is still there, as long as Wang Ziwen is still there. He can still form a force to come out. Continue to live his happy life.

But now the two people he trusted the most were gone. He felt a little empty in his heart, as if something had been stolen.

"Ahh

Everyone looked at Wang Yan, and Wang Yan, the once invincible Lord of the Fire Valley Valley, was now a loner.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Feng Yu flew over.

But Wang Yan instantly sobered up at this time, "You killed Ziwen!" Wang Yan exerted force in his hand, and the Dao power flowed, and he slapped Feng Yu.

A figure flew upside down. Yan Qianlu immediately rushed over and caught Feng Yu.

Feng Yu really didn't expect that Wang Yan's palm just now had already surpassed the power of the Hedao realm.

Wang Yan exuded a powerful momentum all over his body, which was the momentum that only a strong person in the Transformation Realm could show.

Now that Feng Yu knows, it must be the great pain in Wang Yan's heart just now that helped him break through the seal under the Night Soul Moon. That's why he has such great power now.

"You're all going to die!" Wang Yan floated in the sky and shouted to all the monks.

Obviously, he hated all the monks present.

"Let's go. Feng Yu said to Yan Qianlu, "His cultivation has reached the transformation realm, and no one can stop him." ”

Yan Qianlu was stunned for a moment, it had come to this point. Ninety-nine steps have been completed in a hundred steps, and this trembling is almost enough.

At the moment when Wang Ziwen died just now, he could imagine that their Hundred Flowers Valley would never be bullied by other sects again.

They can hold their heads up among other sects, they will no longer be called cousins by other monks, and they will no longer be called kilns in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

However, now that Wang Yan's cultivation has skyrocketed, their plans have all been ruined.

They don't have a future anymore. From the previous great sorrow to great joy, and then from great joy to great sorrow. No one can accept this.

Yan Qianlu shook her head and resolutely arrived, "I'm not leaving!"

After saying that, she actually let go of Feng Yu and walked towards Wang Yan, and Ye Chuyun also followed.

Wang Yan looked at Yan Qianlu and them, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Feng Yu stood quietly behind, looking at Yan Qianlu's indomitable appearance and fearless death, he understood.

In their eyes, Baihua Valley is their home and their only spiritual sustenance.

To put it simply, they lived for the Valley of Hundred Flowers. Therefore, they know that they will die.

At this time, a person grabbed Feng Yu's hand, "Hurry up." He said.

At the same time, a crystal like jade spirit stone was stuffed into his hand. Mu Feiwen after getting rid of a large group of monks.

Seeing that there was such a big movement here, I didn't even have time to bandage the wound and rushed here.

Feng Yu pushed Mu Feiwen away, "You go quickly." ”

Mu Feiwen saw that Feng Yu didn't leave, so how could he leave. In the sky, Yan Qianlu and Wang Yan also opened.

It seems that Wang Yan doesn't want to kill Yan Qianlu and them for a while, he wants to capture them alive and then slowly ravage them.

Feng Yu hurriedly said, "Feiwen, if you are a brother, leave quickly, just let me beg you." ”

has been with Feng Yu for too long, Mu Feiwen knows Feng Yu's temper too well, as long as it is what he decides, even the nine cows can't pull it back. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, there is no doubt about death.

But he won't forget that his life was given by Feng Yu, so he stood in front of Feng Yu and wanted to live and die with him.

More than a dozen wounds on Mu Feiwen's body were bleeding, and Feng Yu clenched the top-grade spirit stone in his hand, and there was a sour taste in his heart.

He knew that for this superb spirit stone, Mu Feiwen almost died, and now at this moment of crisis, he was still standing with him.

Feng Yu walked over and slapped Mu Feiwen's head with a palm, Mu Feiwen only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and then he fell. Wind Feather sealed the wounds on his body and buried him in a pile of corpses.

In the sky, Yan Qianlu Ye Chuyun was already covered in bruises, and he couldn't support it anymore.

Wang Yan sneered, "Don't worry, I will never let you die so soon, I will abolish you, and then throw you into the kiln, and be trampled by thousands of people!"

With Feng Yu's current cultivation, even if he used the power of the demonic qi explosion, he would not be able to defeat Wang Yan.

Because the difference in cultivation is too great, this is the gap between the two great realms, and killing people across the two great realms has never been seen before.