Before Qu Ping could notice, Yao Chuan had already turned around and walked towards the three people who were breaking the formation.

"Stinky boy, ...... you" Qu Ping just wanted to say further, but he was suddenly shocked, he seemed to have encountered the most terrible thing in his life, and he couldn't move. Sure enough, after Qu Ping looked down, he saw that the two arms he held the True Martial Dao Sword were all covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost, and his legs were all frozen together with the lake.

At this time, for Qu Ping, his hands and feet were no longer conscious.

The three people who only cared about breaking the formation only glanced at what happened to Yao Chuan and Qu Ping. At this time, Yao Chuan came straight to them, and the richly dressed nun and the monk in the gray robe were completely unaware of it, but the monk with a demented face noticed it.

Before the powerful punch in his right hand could be struck, the demented-faced monk suddenly turned over and retreated, and at the same time bent his elbows and arms, firmly blocking in front of him.

"Well, I said, what? What are you nervous about? The Huayi nun scolded.

I used to dislike this demented monk very much, but now I saw him making a fuss in a daze, and my heart was on fire, and the Huayi nun wanted to count him hard.

As soon as the first sentence was opened, the second sentence in his mouth was about to jump out. But at this moment, with a casual glance, she happened to sweep Yaochuan's sword, which frightened the Huayi nun very ungracedly, and hurriedly rolled to the side like a gourd and dodged.

And the gray-robed monk was faintly uneasy when he first found out about the unexpected actions of the demented monk. So he followed, and immediately retreated.

However, at this moment, Yaochuan's sword qi had already come to the place where the three of them had been standing, and the cold light was like a rainbow, and the sword qi slashed across the lake, leaving a floating frost white practice.

Grabbing the corner of her skirt that she was missing, the Huayi nun breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's so dangerous, if it weren't for the old lady who hid quickly and fell into his sword, she would definitely be dead." ”

While the woman in gorgeous clothes was talking, Yao Chuan was already carrying a three-foot Qingfeng in the air, and seeing that the sword he had just cut into the air, he immediately slashed at the three of them with another sword.

The demented-faced monk remained motionless, his arms shining golden, condensing into two huge arms covered with armor and resembling a physical body. The two golden arms were joined together, covering him tightly.

The Huayi nun saw Yao Chuan slash out against the three of them, and she didn't care about any posture anymore, so she threw herself to the side, turning into a light smoke and dissipating invisible.

The Grey Friar didn't dodge this time, he stood behind the demented-faced monk, and added a huge square shield to the wall-thick golden arms.

At the same time, after fleeing in light smoke, the Huayi nun dodged to Qu Ping.

"That kid is so powerful, I'm afraid we're no match for him. Only a few of us can work together to have the possibility of dealing with him. I'll help you out of this trap first. The Huayi nun sighed to Qu Ping while stretching out her hand.

Unexpectedly, Qu Ping hurriedly shouted at her: "Don't touch me." ”

Hearing Qu Ping shout loudly, the Huayi nun was so frightened that she hurriedly retracted her hand.

"Be careful, you will die if you touch this white frost." Then, Qu Ping said carefully, "This is not a method of fixation, and I am not trapped by him." The white frost on my body is full of his sword qi, if it weren't for my sword qi still competing with him, I'm afraid I'd have died a long time ago. ”

When the Huayi nun heard this, she hurriedly asked him, "It's over, how is this good?" ”

"The elixir given by the master is in my arms, you can feed me quickly. After taking the medicine, I will cultivate to Dajin, and when the time comes, will I still be afraid of him? Qu Ping replied with a sneer.

"This ......" Hearing this, the Huayi nun seemed to hesitate.

"Luo Xinyi, do you dare to listen to my words?" Qu Ping squinted and warned her.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Luo Xinyi repeatedly confessed.

Besides, Yaochuan's side, his sharp sword qi was extremely fast, and as soon as he touched the huge square shield, he effortlessly split it, and then, when he collided with his golden arms, he suddenly burst out with a loud "bang", which was extremely dull, far better than the sound of the ancient bell of the old temple ringing in the morning and evening.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly indestructible armor was not as hard as the arms. Yao Chuan's sword qi easily broke through the arm armor, and after cutting into most of the golden arm, this sword qi slowed down slightly. However, in the end, Yao Chuan's sword qi still broke through the golden arm.

Without the support of his golden arms, Yaochuan's sword qi almost cut the demented-faced monk in two. The gray-robed monk behind him was also injured by the remaining sword qi and vomited blood and collapsed.

It's just that, the strange thing is that although the demented-faced monk was almost cut in two by Yaochuan's sword, there was not a trace of blood flowing from his wound.

Just a few steps forward from Yao Chuan, just about to make up for the sword, and just as he ended up with the life of the gray-robed monk, he suddenly noticed something unusual behind him, so he immediately swung his sword and turned around.

It turned out that it was the demented-faced monk who seemed to be fine, condensed into a huge golden fist, and struck Yao Chuan from behind him to the back of the head.

"Is this a puppet?" Yaochuan frowned.

After blocking the huge golden fist with a sword, Yao Chuan widened the distance between him and the demented monk.

No wonder this man looked demented, it turned out that he was just a puppet without a soul.

After leaving Dongwang Town, Yaochuan and Fang Shuo took a boat all the way along the river, without wind or waves. However, no one expected that a few of them would be quietly followed all the way. If it weren't for Fu Xinyuan, they really wouldn't have found the person hiding underwater. After a few of them made a fuss, the underwater man eventually escaped, and they collected a lot of humanoid golems on the boat.

"Who is sneaky? Come out. Yaochuan shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the demented monk was still making a move, but Yaochuan didn't see anyone responding.

So, Yao Chuan dissolved the puppet's tricks while paying attention to the movements around him.

After a few breaths, Yao Chuan suddenly heard Qu Ping say angrily: "Stinky boy, I will never spare you." Hearing Qu Ping's voice, Yao Chuan thought to himself that he was actually okay with his frost sword qi, and when he looked around, he saw Qu Ping holding the True Martial Dao Sword and coming towards him with the Huayi female cultivator.

Before Qu Ping came to Yaochuan's approach, there was still a long distance between the two, and Qu Ping stabbed Yaochuan with a sword.

Feeling that Qu Ping's sword qi was much better than when he fought just now, Yao Chuan was feeling strange, the gray-robed monk suddenly attacked him, and his injuries were healed, and the puppet tirelessly hit him with a golden fist.

With Yaochuan as the center, an astonishing sword aura suddenly swept away in all directions.