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However, there are still people who want to avenge their fellow disciples, and this person shouted: "Look for death!"

As he spoke, the man let out a puff of white smoke, like some kind of poison.

Ling Xiaoye dealt with this kind of thing with ease.

He directly cast the Phantom Feather Divine Movement and teleported to the rear of this Thousand Yang Sect.

The third punch was struck, and the five or six disciples behind him were knocked together, and they wailed in the end.

It took Ling Xiaoye such a short time to beat the lineup of about thirty people from the Thousand Yang Sect to more than half.

At this moment, there are still about twelve or thirteen people left in the Thousand Yang Sect, and they can face it.

However, except for the warrior who was shouting just now, everyone else became frightened and huddled together, wanting to run somewhere else.

Thousand Machine Stone Tower, walking forward needs to endure the forbidden power pull of the ancient soul, and going down, it is much easier, there is not so much power pulling.

Therefore, these disciples of the Thousand Yang Sect hurriedly walked down the next step, wanting to escape.

Taking advantage of their rout, Ling Xiaoye put forward many kicks in a row, kicking these Thousand Yang Sect's Life Wheel Realm disciples away and rolling down.

All this that Ling Xiaoye did made the only three remaining Illusory God Realms furious.

They shouted, "Let's go together!"

This is the best solution they can think of. They thought that Ling Xiaoye's cultivation was low, and he might have treasures on his body, so he was able to cast a powerful attack, and Ling Xiaoye had just played so much, it should have consumed a lot of mana true yuan, and at this time, his physical strength should be exhausted, and his mana true yuan was not good.

Two of the three people, one walked up the other step, and the other walked to the next step, from the three steps, ready to attack Ling Xiaoye together.

At this time, the atmosphere around the steps became very solemn, and many people even lowered their voices a lot:

"What's the matter, it's less than twenty breaths, why are there only three people left in this Thousand Yang Sect that dominates the arena?"

"I'm also so curious, why is a sevenfold martial artist of the Destiny Wheel Realm able to defeat the Thousand Yang Sect, how did this happen?"

"Let's take a look for the time being, this young man is very powerful, one person against more than 20 people, although he has not caused any death, but he has already defeated the opponent, amazing!"

"Don't say that, the three Illusory God Realm masters behind the Thousand Yang Sect are not vegetarians. ”

"That's right, one life wheel realm against three illusion god realms, how to fight this!"

"Watching them finish, won't you know the result!"

......

The three Thousand Yang Sect's Illusory God Realm martial artists had already taken out their specialty weapons at this moment, recited the law decision, and prepared to attack from a distance. Because the fighting style that Ling Xiaoye just showed was basically using his hands and feet to fight in close combat.

Therefore, the three of them had to cast spells at the same time, attack Ling Xiaoye, and directly from a distance, wipe out this person who had harmed the disciples of the Thousand Yang Sect!

"Dare to be so heavy-handed to our Thousand Yang Sect, today you must apologize with death!"

A man led by him shouted angrily, and his hands quickly made handprints, causing the surrounding aura, all of them were chaotic, and an extremely domineering aura erupted.

"Die!"

The other two men shouted at the same time, each casting their own spells.

Three rays of almost identical light shot out in an instant, and they struck at Ling Xiaoye with a sigh.

Halfway through, the three rays of light even split apart and turned into needle-like strips of light like heavy rain. The sound changed from a whistling voice to a whooshing, overwhelmingly surging towards Ling Xiaoye.

"Look how you escape!"

The three Thousand Yang Sects laughed fiercely.

Some of the nearby warrior monks were also affected by this overwhelming attack, and they fled while scolding.

Bang Bang Bang!

Ling Xiaoye didn't dodge, and let these needle-like light strips hit his body, which should be said to hit the body shield.

The sound of explosions continued, like the sound of firecrackers set off by naughty children during the holidays. These strips of light hit Ling Xiaoye's body, stirring up a small cloud of cyan light.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiaoye's figure was overwhelmed by these lights that kept coming out.

The martial artists who were dodging nearby, looking back at this time, Ling Xiaoye seemed to have been shot into a sieve, and immediately began to discuss:

"Look, I said, those three Illusion God Realms are not vegetarians. ”

"On this step, there is no way to fly, the place is still cramped, and it is really not suitable for fighting. Therefore, a low-realm martial artist has poor spell power and suffers a loss. ”

"That's natural, but even if it's a fight on flat ground, I'm not optimistic about this young man. The difference in strength is too obvious, and it should have consumed too much mana true yuan just now, can this be beaten?"

"That's it, there will be an injury when the two tigers fight, and now the Thousand Yang Sect has also suffered heavy losses, and it is estimated that it will not do it again. We also have to thank this young man for causing so much damage to this sect. ”

"That's reasonable, but it's a pity that this kid can't survive. ”

......

While these martial artists who were watching the excitement were still discussing, Ling Xiaoye suddenly walked around from the light of the group.

This was quite conspicuous in the dark night, and they saw a glowing person, slowly walking towards the other three Thousand Sun Sect disciples who were casting spells.

"It can't be!"

"It's still alive. ”

The people who watched the excitement screamed, but the most shocked people now were the three Illusory God Realm martial artists of the Thousand Yang Sect.

They thought that Ling Xiaoye would inevitably lose his bones under the spell that the three of them had jointly cast.

"Quick, summon the Xuan Soul, unleash all the mana true yuan, and directly bombard him. ”

One of them immediately shouted.

The remaining two began to have a faint light on their bodies, which was a sign of the appearance of the Xuan Soul.

It's just that Ling Xiaoye just cast a phantom body, holding a flying knife in his hand, and instantly arrived in front of the martial artist who was facing him, and directly cut off this person's arm.

The speed was so fast that the other two simply didn't have time to defend it. The guy standing on the top step was punched, and the guy standing below was kicked.

Don't underestimate this punch and kick, this is Ling Xiaoye's strong body, plus a blow from Zhen Yuan.

All two of them fell in response, and the guy standing below screamed and rolled down the stairs.

Now, in front of Ling Xiaoye, there were only two injured warriors, and they wailed on the steps: "We were wrong, we were wrong!

"Uncle, we were really wrong......"

The two martial artists of the Thousand Yang Sect, who were at least a circle older than Ling Xiaoye, begged for mercy, but they were not ambiguous at all. Because they know that now that they are injured, they have no power to fight back!

I can only beg for mercy!