The collision between the two seems to be earth-shaking, but it is silent.

The brilliant golden glazed pillar of light is like a golden armor wrestler, towering and towering, immobile like a mountain.

The silver light sword meteor froze slightly, and the cold light of the sword qi suddenly increased, and it actually penetrated through the middle of the golden pillar. Falling among the broken rubble.

The glass above the golden pillar of light gradually dimmed, until it finally dissolved into nothingness and disappeared.

Only the cracked void above the canopy was left and the clouds were shrouded in mist.

and the remains of stones floating in mid-air, with no intention of falling.

Yang Yi stared blankly at the sky, as if he hadn't reacted from the sudden golden light package before.

Liu Feng's figure landed on a half-wall remnant building that was still intact, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly and muttered: "This is ......"

The middle-aged man dragged the unconscious withered figure of the hump old man with one hand, and held a round of white jade plate that was about to collapse with the other, and flew to the ruins where the elders of the families in Huaiyang City were, looking at the vision in front of him, his throat moved slightly, and he was speechless.

Cao Feng and the second eagle were agitated, and the eaves tiles of the attic under their feet had already collapsed, but they did not disturb the blood-colored formation patterns that were slowly circulating under their feet.

Strands of aura continue to linger and fly from the ground and hair.

Cao Feng's face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"It's ...... Sacred Immortal Method?"

The second eagle nodded, shook his head again, and said in a deep voice: "Not all, it is the pseudo-holy product formation formed after forcibly reversing with the help of the formation pattern that we drew snakes to add to the body, and the power is stronger than that of the spirit product but it cannot touch the legendary holy product level, but even so, in the final analysis, we still underestimate this formation heavenly master who caused an uproar in the outer city." ”

"Haven't you noticed that this formation does not affect the forbidden operation of the formation of this heaven and earth in the slightest, but instead has a sense of fit, which is completely contrary to the formation laws that have been passed down from thousands of years. ”

Cao Feng's eyebrows frowned: "This kid ...... What kind of divine help, the Heaven and Earth Prohibition established by us is not aware of its existence at all, or the Saint behind the scenes of this kid is not in the same realm plane as us at all, at least...... It is also the one who can attract the legendary horn that can sound through the heavens and the earth. ”

The second eagle fell on the powerhouses of the various families who poured out of the inner city, and sighed a little: "Today, it can be regarded as a kick to the iron plate." When he was out of the city, he didn't know this kid's intentions, but he helped this kid get rid of the prying eyes of those forces in Lingzhou, and as a result, he was planted here by himself, is this also a cause and effect?"

Yang Yi subconsciously looked behind him, and happened to meet his eyes with Fan Zhongmao, a two-sword cultivator.

The latter stretched out his hand to greet and smiled: "Yo! meet again, although it has not been long since the last parting, but the next day is like the next day, you might as well sit down and talk about interesting things, don't keep calling around, how boring." ”

"There was once a stunned man who wandered the rivers and lakes with me, and he was staring at those masters of the rivers and lakes all day long, and in the end I had to help him wipe his ass, I don't think you are much better than him. ”

A ray of light flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, and he was immediately disguised, and after looking around at the mess, he said softly: "If you have the ability to tickle last time, I advise you to get out of the house as early as last time, and waste grandpa and my time." ”

Fan Zhimao shook his head and said with an angry smile: "My temper is really hot, thanks to my familiarity with that kid surnamed Liao, otherwise I would have thought that he would have changed his career and started to cultivate the formation." ”

"But there is no way, even if the surname Liao went to Huaiyang City to make trouble, I am also a member of the Fan family in Huaiyang City, public and private are clear, not to mention you, rest assured, this time I will satisfy you, and I will satisfy you." ”

"Eagle Er, can you hold it this time? Don't be like last time, too disappointed. ”

"Don't forget, it was just a stab. ”

After saying that, Fan Zhimao changed to holding the knife in his left hand, and his right hand slowly pulled out another long knife with excellent texture from his left waist.

Hold the knife with both hands at the same time, gently twist your wrists and cross your arms around your chest.

Two long knives stood erect in front of Fan Zhimao, and the sword qi spread from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

There is no more astonishing momentum.

Yang Yi simply closed his eyes tightly, his arms were stretched out, and all the lifelines and death points were exposed, for fear that Fan Zhimao would not find a way to let himself die.

Fan Zhimao smiled, his body twisted, wrapped in a pale sword qi, and drew a graceful arc.

It was just a flash, and only the broken sword qi was left in the place where Fan Zhimao was originally located.

The next moment, the blades of the two knives in Fan Zhimao's hands slashed at Yang Yi's head.

Before they could make contact, the two blades seemed to be blocked by a wall, unable to advance for half a minute.

The majestic surging sword qi passed through the wall and poured down towards Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's whole person flew out upside down, his clothes were instantly messy, and the crumbs of his clothes that were shredded by the sword qi flew all over the sky.

The body was covered with bruises from the manic sword qi twisting all over the body.

Fan Zhimao slashed his two swords together, and did not stop for too long, the sword qi was like water rippling with blue waves on the blade, and his body was like a bow and crossbow on the string.

The two swords staggered upward, and two white arcs of swords like crescents appeared between heaven and earth, slashing across Yang Yi's figure in front of everyone's eyes.

Yang Yi could vaguely sense that a prohibition had shattered, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

Liu Feng recognized this formation.

It was the second formation prohibition that was able to absorb the aura that was blocked outside the gate of Liufu.

And as Liu Feng expected, this formation absorbed the aura, but it could not absorb the sharp sword qi.

If that's the case, then how many formations can this kid cast at once?

Moreover, is the golden pillar of light just now really a holy immortal method that only exists in historical materials?

So who is this kid sacred?

The more strength Yang Yi showed, the more mysterious it became for these people who had lived in the major families in Huaiyang City for a long time to feel that this person was becoming more and more mysterious.

Mastering this kind of formation attainment and running to Huaiyang City to beg for his own death inevitably makes people feel that there is any conspiracy of the mountain people in it.

Otherwise none of this makes sense.

Fan Zhimao twisted his wrists with both hands, and the knife slashed across Yang Yi's cheeks.

The latter's eyes twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, but he still couldn't hide a little crazy smile.

That's right!

The author's old thief still wants to control himself with that tattered outline? It's ridiculous!

Kill yourself, that broken outline is a fart!

Fan Zhimao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I have never heard that a cultivator who cultivates the formation can have such a strong body, isn't there any prohibition on you that I can't see through......?" Bar"

As soon as the last word "bar" was spoken, Fan Zhimao's figure flew out again like a crossbow.

Airplanes!!!

Yang Yi is surrounded by a screen slowly shrouded, like a porcelain bowl upside down on the ground, and the silver glass flows like flowing water, crystal clear.

"Here, this doesn't seem to be a formation, it's just a manifestation of the embodiment of the aura of heaven and earth. The second eagle stared intently, but he didn't see any clues.

The old man stroked his sideburns and hair, his expression was lazy but his eyes were shining: "Can't even we see the slightest fluctuation of aura?"

Li Zhangheng, whose body was undulating on one side, said softly: "Very strong, the person who can carry Fan Zhongmao's two swords is not simple. ”

The old man, who was still smacking the dry tobacco in his mouth, coughed lightly and said twice: "Let's think about how to end it first, if we fail this encirclement and suppression, I'm afraid it will implicate the various families behind it, how many people in Huaiyang City want to climb to the top of our heads to the highest place, I guess you all know it in your hearts, right?"

Everyone stopped talking, and now they could only hope that Fan Zhongmao could kill Yang Yi here and here.

In fact, among these people, they didn't even touch the corner of Yang Yi's clothes.

Fan Zhimao's ability to force Yang Yi to such a realm is enough to illustrate the gap between strengths.

The moment Fan Zhimao's two knives touched the upside-down screen, the latter's rounded surface became as uneven as a rolling mountain, and the screen collapsed in an uproar with just a few changes.

The two long knives in Fan Zhimao's hands changed, his wrist moved slightly, and the blade was erased horizontally, wanting to cut Yang Yi off at the waist.

Suddenly, Fan Zhimao's expression moved, his whole body turned over, and two long knives came out of his hands.

It's just that in mid-air, the whole person turned into a rainbow light again, hovering in mid-air.

The sleeves of the shirt agitated, and the sword qi lingered under his feet.

Yang Yi stood up halfway, his eyes fell on Fan Zhongmao, who was smiling in mid-air, and sneered: "These are the two knives? ”

Fan Zhimao stretched out a finger, put it to his mouth, made a silent gesture, and said with a smile: "How can you be virtuous with that kid surnamed Liao, every time you look for death, you are in such a hurry, as if you are afraid of being left behind." But he's lucky, there's a guy behind me who is wiping his ass, you can ...... Well, of course, I believe that your formation attainments are really not what ordinary people can do with you. ”

Yang Yi said: "You talk a lot of nonsense, if you want to kill it, kill it quickly, you don't know this truth?"

Fan Zhimao nodded, his hands opened slightly, and the two long knives that were originally obliquely inserted on the ruins trembled slightly, and if there was divine help, they flew upside down towards Fan Zhongmao's hands.

Fan Zhimao clenched his hands tightly, and lifted his double knives in the same way as before, and the clouds in the air slowly rotated in the shape of Fan Zhongmao, and he stepped out of place with one foot, leaving a ring of clouds.

Yang Yi's body was like being hit hard, and his whole body was embedded in the bluestone street that had already been shattered.

Sand and dust are spreading.

Fan Zhimao held the long knife upside down in his left hand, and the tip of the knife hung quietly at the center of Yang Yi's eyebrows.

The former didn't say anything, but the latter was the first to speak: "Hurry up and slash me to death!"

Yang Yi even couldn't wait to raise his head and hit the tip of the knife.

However, the moment he raised his head, an invisible pressure pressed his entire body to the ground and could not move.

Yang Yi was shocked, he didn't have to think about it, it was definitely a good thing done by the author's old dog.

As expected, the long knife in Fan Zhimao's hand was embedded in a boulder, unable to move half an inch.

Fan Zhimao hesitated: "Is there still a means to use at this time? I have to say that you are really quite tenacious, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as having a promising future, but why do you still come to Huaiyang City to kill yourself? Or is it that a certain big man on the mountain is still watching Huaiyang City, and this time he finally can't bear it?"

Yang Yi trembled his lips and said in a low voice: "Do you think I want to? I thought that you would quickly and directly slaughter me, but as a result, each of you is not as good as a beast, which is also ridiculous." ”

The sword aura on the blade in Fan Zhimao's hand was strong, and the formation blocked in front of Yang Yi trembled slightly, but his face was still as light as chatting with his fellow countrymen about some common things, and said with a smile: "It's been almost thirty years since I abandoned the sword and practiced the sword, and it's the first time I've heard that others are incapable of killing you and make a mockery, which really refreshes my world view, not bad." ”

As the words fell, the long knife in the other hand slashed down, and the moment the formation in front of Yang Yi shattered.

The heavens and the earth shook suddenly, and as if they had been struck hard, they tilted to one side.

For a time, the yin wind roared angrily, and the turbid waves emptied.

The aura that exists between heaven and earth is like a frightened bird in a mess.

Eagle Lao Er and Cao Feng fell heavily on the gravel at the same time, and looked at the space that rippled and gradually collapsed in surprise.

The masters of the Huaiyang City family flew to the ground, their sleeves fluttering in the wind, and their eyes were not the place where Yang Yi and Fan Zhimao were playing.

Instead, he looked at a certain void with Eagle Lao Er and Cao Feng, with a solemn expression.

This time, they really didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Fan Zhimao seemed to be aware of it, and his figure swept back.

The moment the two swords were sheathed at the same time, a wall of wind with sparkling sword aura formed in front of them, blocking all the flying debris of the gravel.

Yang Yi hoped that the rubble would kill him, but this probability was almost the same as none.

Sure enough, when he was still unable to move, the seemingly dense wreckage and rubble almost walked around Yang Yi, and the nearest few wooden broken beams only wiped the clothes next to his shoulders, which had no substantive effect.

There seemed to be a noisy human voice suddenly sounding in the lonely world.

Yang Yi raised his head slightly, and saw a void, where cracks spread like spider webs, and finally shattered.

As far as the eye could see, a rough man stretched out his left fist, holding a pancake he had just eaten in his right hand, with an indifferent expression as if he was just raising his hands.

Behind her, an extremely delicate-looking girl looked at the formation space that should be isolated from the world, and the last sugar gourd in her hand was left, and the ponytail moved with the wind, smart and cute.

After the formation prohibition broke through a hole, everyone on the streets of the inner city turned around, some of them facing each other, showing surprise.

What's going on?

This famous Qishan Sect Master appeared here inexplicably, and threw a punch inexplicably.

In front of him, a spatial prohibition was suddenly broken inexplicably.

For a moment, no one reacted to what was really going on.

Only one person looked nervous, his hands clutching the corners of his clothes tightly, and his smart eyes scanned the surroundings of this damaged space prohibition, as if he was looking for something.

Yang Yi also subconsciously saw a purple dress not far from the rough plain man.

The girl in purple, Qi Wanting.