After a while, Zhang Yang could barely see the situation in front of him, and the most eye-catching thing was still the sword formation formed by Zhu Yajun and others. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the light is not as dazzling as just now, and even the sword qi that is out of it has converged a lot, it seems that under the attack of the white dragon just now, the sword formation of Zhu Yajun and the others has also been greatly affected, and the power has also weakened.

However, the white dragon in the sky was gone, but there was a lot of white liquid floating outside the sword array, just like the one that Zhu Fei had just summoned from his body.

It seems that in the battle just now, although the sword formation of Zhu Yajun and the others suffered a slight loss, they beat Zhu Fei's white dragon back to its original form.

"Good, good, good......"

A few sparse applause came, as well as Zhu Fei's sinister laughter.

"It seems that you are indeed the proud disciples of a major sect, otherwise you would not have blocked my Hell Flame Dragon with just a sword formation composed of a group of Yuanshi Realm cultivators. But this is better, being able to personally strangle a group of geniuses of the great sect in the cradle, this makes me feel even more excited! Don't think that our Huoyun Cave's trick can be dodged so easily. ”

"Tell you, boys, this is just the beginning, and I told you, I want you to wail in the blazing flames of Hell!

With Zhu Fei's loud shout, the white liquid floating outside the sword array squirmed again, and then, one by one, dragon heads appeared, and in a moment, they turned into nine dragons that were exactly the same as just now, roaring around the sword array.

Seeing that the white dragon had recovered again, Zhang Yang's face changed, and he was even more worried about Zhu Yajun and the others.

Originally, in the attack just now, although the sword array successfully withstood the impact of the white dragon, Zhang Yang also clearly felt the weakening of the power of the sword array, but the dragon did not look obvious in appearance.

If the dragon summoned by Zhu Fei still has the same power as just now, then even if the sword formation formed by Zhu Yajun and others can still withstand a few such attacks, sooner or later it will be broken, then it will really be a man-made sword, and I will be a fish.

Perhaps seeing the dragon attacking again, the sword array also suddenly accelerated its rotation speed, and the range covered by the sword array also increased a lot, and there was a sound of Huang Daopeng's encouragement inside.

"Brothers, don't worry, he can't use an attack like this a few times at all, and such a forbidden move is not something that a small martial cultivator of the Great Yuan Realm can use. ”

"He must have used some secret technique that we don't know about to stimulate his body's potential and forcibly cast this forbidden move, but the consequence of doing so is that he constantly overdraws his vitality and potential. So I feel that even if the power of the forbidden move he casts remains the same, his physical condition will not support him to use this trick frequently. As long as we survive the next few attacks, we will be able to avenge Zhao Dewei!"

Hearing the sound coming from the sword array, Zhu Fei smiled coldly.

"Even if I can't perform a few such attacks, but what can you do, I'd like to see if your broken turtle shell can withstand a few attacks from the Hell Flame Dragon......

"Haha, little thief, Hell Flame Dragon? Uncle, I think it's almost the same worm, just these few broken worms want to take the uncle's life, it's far away, the uncle happens to be very cold, borrow your bed bug to roast!"

Zhang Ze scolded!

Zhu Fei took out the fan he had just used, opened and closed it repeatedly, and said casually in his mouth.

"Okay, then you can enjoy it slowly inside, and after I send this mortal boy outside and your half-dead companion on the road, I will slowly concoct you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang in the distance was shocked, and quickly stood up as a precaution.

And Zhu Fei, who was standing not far away, had already begun to walk slowly, Zhu Fei walked very slowly, but his steps were very heavy, one by one, like a talisman from hell.

Ever since Zhang Yang embarked on the path of a martial artist, he has known that this is a path full of hardships and dangers, and that he will encounter all kinds of dangers at any time, and will face all kinds of enemies who want to kill you.

Therefore, the path of a martial artist's cultivation is one battle after another, which is paved by the enemies who have been defeated by oneself.

But Zhang Yang never expected that the first battle of his martial arts career was actually a great master who was two realms higher than himself.

Zhang Yang unreservedly released his spiritual power, and it filled the space within a radius of fifty zhang around his body.

This is already the situation where Zhang Yang has urged his spiritual power to the extreme, Zhang Yang's brain has begun to ache faintly at this time, even if he hears the words of Huang Daopeng and others shouting to be careful from the sword array in the distance, Zhang Yang has no way to respond.

Because Zhu Fei has already entered the scope covered by Zhang Yang's spiritual power.

Zhu Fei fiddled with the folding fan in his hand, and Zhang Yang could even see the white bones exposed in the burnt muscles on his face.

Unconsciously, a drop of cold sweat slipped down from Zhang Yang's forehead, and was instantly evaporated by the high temperature.

Zhu Fei's body loomed with a faint coercion, Zhang Yang knew that this was the suppression of the realm, and Zhu Fei deliberately released it.

Ten meters away from Zhang Yang, Zhu Fei stopped, first glanced at Zhao Dewei lying on the ground, and then glanced at Zhang Yang seemingly unintentionally.

"Although I don't know which major sect you are disciples of, but since you are against me, even if you are a minor martial cultivator in the Mortal Realm, you will not be able to escape death, if you want to blame, you should not provoke me!"

After speaking, Zhu Fei's eyes suddenly became a little sharper, the folding fan in his hand was spread, and with a wave of his hand, a white flame appeared out of thin air, and then quickly condensed into a majestic flying eagle, spreading its wings and sweeping towards Zhang Yang.

As soon as Zhu Fei's words fell, Zhang Yang's face became a little solemn.

Because in the perception of his spiritual power, the heaven and earth vitality around Zhu Fei instantly fluctuated violently, and it was obvious that Zhu Fei had already made a move, so when Zhu Fei shot a fire eagle in the air towards Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's alertness was already the highest.

Zhang Yang kicked his legs, his body bent and fell backwards, just to avoid the flying fire eagle, and the residual heat left in the air even burned a few strands of hair on Zhang Yang's sideburns.

Zhang Yang supported the ground with his hands upside down and then jumped up with a sudden force on his waist, and when he just stood still, he felt a scorching heat coming from behind, and hurriedly turned sideways, moving a few meters to the side, and a sharp eagle cry sounded in Zhang Yang's ears.

After a few rounds, the flaming white eagle finally ran out of energy and disappeared into invisibility. Zhang Yang was still quietly opposite Zhu Fei, his face was calm, and only the slightly undulating chest showed what kind of life and death test he had just experienced.

"Not bad! Not bad! Even a small mortal realm cultivator can dodge my casual blow, it seems that you really come from a great sect, but this has strengthened my belief in killing you. It's exciting to think about, it's a pity that six geniuses died at my hands all at once......"

Although Zhu Fei said these words "with a smile", his increasingly cold tone made Zhang Yang shudder and become more careful.

"Why bother so much nonsense, a villain who can even do such a thing as a sneak attack, since he is doing the act of killing people and setting fires, why should he set up any archway! If you want our lives, it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!"

Zhang Yang replied coldly.

"Hehe, good, good! In that case, this seat will personally take your little life, and let you see if this seat has this ability. ”

Zhu Fei roared in a low voice, rushed up with an iron fan in his hand, and came to Zhang Yang's body in the blink of an eye, and the iron fan in his hand went straight to Zhang Yang's throat, wanting to kill Zhang Yang with one blow.