"Haha, it's really overwhelming!" The disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect let out a strange laugh, a cruel smile flashed on his face, and he waved his fist, wanting to blow Ye Yun up with one punch.

Ye Yun didn't have any dodging at all, in the eyes of Li Xiao and this Heavenly Demon Sect disciple, he was purely looking for death. A Taoist eighth-order cultivator, if there is no accident, there is only one way to die in front of the ninth-order.

Li Xiao was even a little angry, he really couldn't understand why Ye Yun would make such a stupid move. Originally, the situation was very good, and the two of them joined forces, and they could completely suppress this demon cultivator, and it would not take much time to kill each other, but they did not expect such a situation to occur.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart, "It's really a waste, it's more than enough to succeed!" Even if he wanted to save Ye Yun, he was entangled in the ghost head knife, but he was powerless to save him. What's more, he now wished that this stupid waste was dead.

Ye Yun was not afraid at all, and the fist in his hand had no intention of avoiding it at all. The "bang" punch collided with the fist of the disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Wow......" The face of the Heavenly Demon Sect disciple changed greatly, and he was hit by Ye Yun's force, and he involuntarily retreated a few steps under his feet. On the other hand, Ye Yun didn't want anyone to see his true cultivation, so he also pretended to be hit hard and retreated again and again.

Li Xiao stood behind Ye Yun, his expression kept changing, and he was quite surprised to see that Ye Yun was actually on a par with the other party, and he didn't suffer any big losses. However, he didn't want to let Ye Yun die when the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were not seriously injured. At the moment, he shouted with concern: "Senior brother, you better step down, these demons will be handed over to senior brother!"

But he didn't expect Ye Yun to wave his hand, and said with a long laugh: "Senior brother, don't worry, although this guy is powerful, but he can't hurt the little brother, let me meet him again!" After speaking, he unfolded his body and rushed forward again, without saying a word, he punched him again.

"How can this be reasonable!" That disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect was really furious, he was also a person who had stepped into the Taoist priest with half a foot, even if he really met a disciple of the Taoist cultivator, he was not without the strength to fight. Now he is actually being entangled and despised by a cultivator who is a first-order Dao cultivator who is lower than himself, how can this not make him angry.

"Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you!" This person roared, and his fist suddenly became bloody, as if it was stained with endless blood, and he punched Ye Yun's head, wanting to make the opponent's head bloom with a punch, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

Ye Yun was not afraid, with his current cultivation, the power of this fist could be completely prevented. And he was not in a hurry to take the other party's life, he wanted to use the disciple of this Heavenly Demon Sect as his whetstone today.

For this amazingly powerful punch, Ye Yun was not afraid at all, did not flinch, strode forward, and also punched the opponent's head. This is completely the same way of playing, so that the opponent has to give up the powerful punch of Fang Cai.

Even if Ye Yun didn't cherish his life, as a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he didn't want to die like this. In his opinion, he also wants to go further on the road of cultivating demons, and become a magician, a demon leader, and even a magician and a demon sect......

It's just that his change of tricks made him regret it for life. Who would have thought that Ye Yun didn't care about it at all, and still punched the other party's head. Even if this person was about to change his tactics to defend, Ye Yun still seemed to have made up his mind to fight hard with the other party.

"You ......" The disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect was dumbfounded, he never thought that the other party would be so crazy, and before he could react, he made a "bang" and was punched heavily in the face.

"You ......" He just had time to snort miserably, and suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen, who would have thought that Ye Yun's left hand was followed by a punch and hit his stomach solidly.

Ye Yun succeeded with two fists, his eyes were slightly condensed, his hands suddenly hugged the opponent's head, his right leg was raised, and his knee slammed into the head of this Heavenly Demon Sect disciple.

"Ahh Although Ye Yun didn't think about taking the other party's life immediately, it didn't mean that he would show mercy, and a simple knee hit knocked the opponent's nose bone down.

"I ...... I want to kill ......" With a miserable howl, before he finished his words, he was hit by Ye Yun's kick in the chest again, directly crossed an arc in the air, and flew out.

Li Xiao, who was fighting with the ghost head knife on the side, was already dumbfounded, and looked Ye Yun up and down with a pair of eyes incredibly, shook his head violently, and was shocked in his heart, "This is ...... Is this person a disciple of my Tianyun Sect? Why doesn't he have any Dao method at all? This is completely a complete martial artist. Could it be that it was precisely because this person was good at martial arts that he had a close battle with the disciple of this Heavenly Demon Sect, causing the other party to suffer a big loss?"

Li Xiao put away his contempt from now on, and he was a little more jealous in his heart, and the cold light in his eyes was uncertain, but in the face of the ghost head knife cast by the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he couldn't allow him to have too much thought now.

"Ahem......" That day, the disciple of the Demon Sect had already had blood and flesh on his face, and his mouth was still spitting blood, and he staggered to his feet, and a pair of blood-red eyes spewed out fire, how could he have suffered such a big loss in front of a person whose cultivation was lower than his own! Even Li Xiao, who was a disciple of the ninth order of the Daoist, was only evenly matched, and no one could help anyone.

In front of an evenly matched opponent, suffering such a big loss is even more uncomfortable than killing him. "Ahh

Ye Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, squinting at the other party, but he smiled in his heart: "My whetstone, are you finally willing to give it your all?" For so long, the other party has been facing Li Xiao squarely, but he has not paid any attention to him, a person who is an eighth-order Taoist on the surface. He didn't give his all to Ye Yun, and Ye Yun didn't give him all his strength either.

I saw that this disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect took out a skull dagger from himself, and his miserable face was full of cruel smiles, and there were words in his mouth.

Seeing this, Li Xiao was shocked, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Senior brother, you must not let him succeed in casting the spell, this is the 'Remnant Spirit Dafa' of the Heavenly Demon Sect's demon cultivation." To mutilate oneself and sacrifice one's own body, so as to exchange with the demon god in the underworld for short-term power and stimulate potential. If this person is allowed to cast the spell successfully, the cultivation will definitely be about the second level of Taoist, and you and I will definitely be in calamity!"

"Fight!" Li Xiao gritted his teeth, his mouth was also full of words, his hands crossed, his sword fingers reversed, and he controlled the long sword that was constantly entangled with the ghost. I saw that the long sword was shining brightly, the buzzing sound was loud, and the sword qi bloomed, and the ghost head was instantly slashed out of several openings.

That day, the red light in the eyes of the disciples of the Demon Sect became more and more intense, and the corners of his mouth raised a cruel smile, staring at Ye Yun motionlessly, his throat twitching constantly, and making strange syllables. The dagger thrust into his chest fiercely, and blood flowed down the dagger into the palm of his hand, gradually forming a blood-colored skull pattern in the palm of his hand.

With the infusion of blood, the blood-colored skull became more and more distinct, as if it was about to come to life. From the palm of his hand, it slowly floated, to be exact, the shadow of a huge blood-colored skull was refracted.

Ye Yun squinted, staring at the blood-colored skull without blinking, but he was extremely nervous in his heart. He made up his mind to use this person as his whetstone, and naturally he also wanted to take this opportunity to see the magic of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Therefore, he did not listen to Li Xiao's words and stopped him.

The blood-colored skull's hollow eyes, flashing with red light, seemed to be aware of it, staring at Ye Yun, as if he would make a move at any time!