"I took the Dao Heart Jade Lotus and left, if I don't rob your Yin Yuan Fruit, you won't let it?"

Zhang Lie originally thought that Yan Zangfeng's current focus was on the Yin Yuan Fruit of Yanyuan Longevity, and he would take the Dao Heart Jade Lotus and leave, and he would not be overly entangled.

However, now it seems that the old guy in front of him is more greedy than he imagined, he wants to eat it all, and he refuses to leave any scum for others.

Moreover, this is obviously not a temporary idea but a long-term plan.

Because although there was a fog around it, there were already bursts of fighting in the ghost mansion.

The blood cultivator of the Yan family's Hall of Life and Death, after the blood demon was destroyed, did not hesitate to kill his companions who were originally fighting side by side.

Chen Qinghong had just used the family rune treasure to destroy the blood demon with great difficulty, and the aftermath of the blood demon's self-explosion was not small, and most of the immortal cultivators who resisted it around had a falling process from extreme nervousness to relaxation, and then they were killed by the Yan family monk next to him who couldn't react.

However, after all, there are more monks from the non-Yan family, and although the monks of the Yan family have the first hand, they may not be able to achieve the final victory.

"If I were you, I would focus on seizing the Yin Yuan Fruit now, and then I would care about the rest, those who traveled a hundred miles were often half ninety, you would be too greedy."

The diagonal red sword was in front of him, and the divine sense mana was more and more closely connected to it. Zhang Lie looked at the white-haired Yan Zangfeng and said so.

The wound on the side of the cheek cuts the flesh and bones, and although it can't kill people, it won't affect the combat power. But the chill hidden in it made his scalp cold, and the sword qi soaked into the flesh and blood silently, and then exploded violently in his body, extincting life from the inside out.

After "tasting" this sword qi with his body, Zhang Lie already had a three-point understanding of Yan Zangfeng's sword intent and sword theory: it was ruthless and vicious, and it was the purest murderous sword.

If there is a choice, I really don't want to fight to the death with this "don't be an enemy".

However, the power to choose now is not in your own hands.

"No, if you were me, you'd be like me. The Yin Yuan Fruit is a heavenly treasure rather than a refined elixir, even if it is swallowed, it will take time to refine the spiritual machine, if I let you out, I may not return it to Yandang Peak. ”

"The high-level monks of the Xuanjie Shouyuan in Nanyue are about to end, there are no twenty and more than ten fingers, after all, my Xue Zhenren is a monk with a foreign surname, and he is usually fine, but when he is really needed to work hard, people may not be willing to go. Come to think of it, it's better to leave all of you here. ”

While responding with a smile, Yan Zangfeng's flying sword did not stagnate at all.

The flying sword condensed by iron pieces in one breath, shuttling vertically and horizontally, moving the sword like a pen, and walking like ink, under the action of a sword intent, its momentum is like a dragon breaking through the water, and then suddenly blurred in the mist, without a shadow and invisible.

But the threat to Zhang Lie's life was like a big hand suddenly grabbing his heart.

It's a feeling to be a spectator, and it's another feeling to face it.

In the void on the oblique side of Zhang Lie's head, a sword qi that looked like a dragon suddenly hit it, and the sword qi blended into the void in subtleties, so there was no sign or trace when attacking.

"If you can't win, you can't win. Even all the people here combined, may not be his opponent! ”

The moment he really faced Yan Zangfeng, Zhang Lie had such a thought surging up wildly in his mind.

Because of the kind of ancient sword cultivation spirit that has been through a hundred battles and survived nine deaths on the other party's body.

"Out, sword!"

Frightened by the opponent's courage, he slowed down for a moment because of the sluggishness of his thoughts.

When the mind returned, he sensed the sword qi attacking, but at this time, it was too late to block it.

If it were Chen Qinghong, Qu Feiyun, and Gongsun Qing who were here, they would only choose to protect themselves with all their might, even if they would be injured and fall into an absolute disadvantage.

However, Zhang Lie's choice is only to use the sword, only to attack: Lao Tzu can be hacked to death by you, but Lao Tzu can't be scared to death by you!

"Roar!"

The red sword also seemed to sense the master's intentions, so it was blazing red, and the sword light that coiled and stabbed was attacked, but it attracted the surrounding qi to merge, and with the flying sword breaking through the void, there seemed to be a roar and roar of a red giant tiger.

In Yan Zangfeng's eyes, behind the young Taoist in front of him, there seemed to be a phantom of a red giant tiger.

"Why does sword cultivation require a monk to start at the Qi cultivation realm? Because a monk's natural endowment is innate, it is difficult to cultivate it the day after tomorrow...... The little guy in front of him is like a tiger out of the cage. ”

Qiang.

The crimson sword light hit the void on the side of Yan Zangfeng's body with unmistakable accuracy, this was not the wrong piercing of the air, but the sympathy of the qi there, pointing to his own mind.

After a light and brittle sword tip exploded, it had already pounced on the near side of Zhang Lie's neck, and the head of the dragon Jiao that was about to swallow suddenly collapsed.

This is the Yan family's sword qi into the subtle sword of a thousand illusions, the sword qi turns into a dragon Jiao, and its divine spirit increases the sword momentum.

Of course, if you want to, it's okay to turn into a wild boar giant bear, this is a personal preference, but in the world of cultivating immortals, whether it is a small cultivation of qi or a primordial god and an earth immortal, most of the mimicry is still based on the true spirit, and the wild boar in the form is planning to laugh at the opponent and make the other party angry?

Although I dare not say absolutely not, but after all, it is rare.

"I chose the wrong opponent, if I made the first attack on other juniors, whether it was the Chen family or the Gongsun family, I would be seriously injured if I didn't die at this time, but I chose this guy. I am unstoppable in attacking and attacking, but it really breaks my swordsmanship. ”

"It's just a matter of watching from the sidelines, and when you really fight, you can really feel that this junior's sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, but it is a hard bone to gnaw."

Although he thought so in his heart, Yan Zangfeng's expression was still unfrustrated.

After a lifetime of penance, he was confident enough to leave these juniors in this netherworld abyss to sleep forever, of course, he didn't want to share any benefits with them, because the dead didn't need to waste these heaven and earth spiritual objects.

"Yan Zangfeng, you have bullied our Chen family so much, I am not your opponent, but after leaving here, I must show the ancestors of the family, but I want to see if your family's Xue Zhenren can protect you!"

"Senior Sister is right, although the Gongsun family is weak, it is not bullied by others when they advance and retreat with Senior Sister Chen."

In the surrounding fog, the voices of Chen Qinghong and Gongsun Qing were heard from far and near, and they did not know the direction, exerting psychological oppression on Yan Zangfeng.

"Don't hide, there are four people from the Chen family, six people from the Gongsun family, and in addition to the Baiyun Cave and Dingjun Mountain, there are a total of twenty-two monks, and there are no more than ten people who can still live now, when you ten people use the Netherworld Spirit Jade to return to the Xuanhuang World, you must first fly into the air, in this process we can attack each other, if you can't kill me now, I guarantee that none of you will be able to rise to the air in the end, the old man participated in the Netherworld Abyss mission forty years ago, I'm more familiar with the rules than any of you. ”

"Is he bluffing us and forcing us to go out and fight him?"

Hidden in the mist, Gongsun Qing heard Yan Zangfeng's words and asked Chen Qinghong on the side. He had heard the elders of the clan say that although Yan Zangfeng was only in the realm of Qi cultivation, his swordsmanship already had a superior atmosphere!

So if he had a choice, he really didn't want to go head-to-head with him.

However, Chen Qinghong smiled bitterly when she heard this:

"What he said is true, I once heard the ancestor say that the ancestors participated in this mission, and when we finally return, the ghost spirit jade will spread the spirit qi and take us into the air under the attraction of the formation, and then return to the Xuanhuang world, although we can attack others in the process, but it will destroy the underworld enchantment, which may cause us to fall down and never return."

"Old Ghost Yan practices sword Yijiazi, his sword qi is controlled as he wishes, so he can attack us at will during the ascension process, but we can't attack him easily, especially you and Qu Feiyun, the Buddha Light Thunder Law and the Underworld Qi restrain each other, if the Underworld Qi is consumed too much, you will never be able to go back."

Chen Qinghong's words were so clear, he intended to force Gongsun Qing to work hard at this moment.

Otherwise, this person has a somewhat cowardly temperament and lacks assertiveness, if he turns around and escapes, everyone will be even more unable to resist this Yan Zangfeng.

"Advance is death, retreat is death! Fight with this old ghost, everyone is in the realm of Qi training, can't a few of us join forces to fight him a guy who is about to die of old age! ”

Although Chen Qinghong was a woman, she was the most courageous of the three, so she threw down the disciples of the clan and the blood cultivators of the Yan family's Life and Death Hall to rush over to support the real elites of the various sects.

The only ones who could join forces to pose a threat to Yan Zangfeng were these elites of various sects, and no matter how many other weaker disciples there were, they were just souls under Yan Zangfeng's sword.

However, the last roar was not made by Chen Qinghong, but Qu Feiyun on the side, who shouted out what Chen Qinghong wanted to say but had not yet spoken.

Because of Qu Feiyun's roar, Yan Zangfeng pounced in the next moment, and opposite him, several sword wounds had already been cut out of his body, and Zhang Lie, who was covered in blood, wanted to pursue, but he couldn't keep up with the other party's sword escape technique that came and went like the wind and electricity.

With a thud, he pounced on the stone wall, and the red sword flew back in time, allowing Zhang Lie to hold it and stab the ground with his sword to stabilize his body.

As long as the mind refuses to retreat, the battle spirit can stimulate the full potential of the soldier master, until the sword master's potential is exhausted and he dies in battle.

Therefore, in the previous battle, although there was a big gap in skill and swordsmanship cultivation, the sword marks on Zhang Lie's body gradually accumulated.

But every time in the moment of life and death, Zhang Lie was able to point a sword at Yan Zangfeng's empty door, forcing him to have to fight back to save himself under the balance of the two, and it could also work repeatedly.

However, Yan Zangfeng's combat experience is too rich, and a monk like Zhang Lie, who is brave and good at fighting, has not encountered anything in his past life: one blow and then three times and exhaustion, no matter whose courage is infinite.

When he wants to fight, drop him, then arouse the opponent's fighting spirit, and then fall him, and so on twice or three times, the tiger will also torture you into a sick cat.

Therefore, while Yan Zangfeng was fighting with Zhang Lie, he couldn't take him for a while, so he used the situation to force Chen Qinghong and others who were hiding to make a move, as long as there is room for people like him, they will never force themselves into a desperate situation without a backhand, and when everyone soars together and returns to the Xuanhuang world, it will be the final desperate situation:

Either Yan Zangfeng succeeded in extinguishing his mouth, or someone succeeded in getting out alive, and then he Yan Zangfeng died in the hands of the Grandmasters, the Purple Mansion Shangxiu.

If you can kill all your enemies now, don't put it off until the last minute.

As for after going out, some people questioned why so many people died: what does that have to do with him Yan Zangfeng?

There was a mistake outside, which led to a great shift between the two worlds, and everyone died inside is normal, dead people? Is there less people in the Yan family who died?

What's more, now that no one in the Netherworld Abyss knows what is happening outside, maybe something will be even bigger, and when the time comes, no one will pay attention to the inevitable heavy deaths and injuries in the Netherworld Abyss.

The most terrifying advantage of immortal cultivators is that over time, their strength and experience can increase almost endlessly, as long as they cultivate enough, their mental and physical abilities will not degrade in the slightest even after a hundred thousand years.

Zhang Lie was fourteen years old and entered the Seven Evil Daoists of Jinhong Valley, he is twenty-one years old this year, and the time spent practicing swords is not enough for ten years, Qu Feiyun, Gongsun Qing and even Chen Qinghong look young, in fact, their actual age is older than Zhang Lie, and Yan Zangfeng's life of practicing swords is longer than Zhang Lie's two lifetimes.

Zhang Lie's swordsmanship is already top-notch among the Qi Realm cultivators, and he can practice swords for three or five years as Yan Zangfeng in a year, but after accumulating until now, he still can't beat it.

Of course, an old monster like Yan Zangfeng is also a special case, a normal monk of his age has either already given up the path, married a beautiful wife, and gone to the mortal world to enjoy glory and wealth, or he has successfully built a foundation or failed to break through and die.

It is a rare case like Yan Zangfeng, who has been practicing hard for many years, has the qualifications and talents but fails to succeed in building a foundation, if it were not for this great transfer of the two realms of the Netherworld Abyss, if the two meet, Yan Zangfeng will be Zhang Lie's mentor and friend, and he is likely to teach him a lot of things.

It's a pity that now the roads collide and the two sides are fighting for the first line, but no one has room to retreat.

"This old guy is too strong, his swordsmanship is meticulous and flawless, Lao Tzu fought with his life, but he didn't even move a step, even if everyone in this ghost mansion worked together to besiege him, I'm afraid it would be ...... Where is the way to live? ”

With a sword on the ground, he quickly took out the top-grade pill given by Wen Xiaoshan from the same door before, pinched the medicine clothes, and threw it into his mouth.

A cold sensation quickly spread in his body, and the blazing heat that was almost gushing out of his chest reversed his blood pressure.

This is an elixir to temporarily suppress injuries and maintain combat strength, but once you are seriously injured in this state, the injuries that were previously pressed down will be doubled and back, and if you are not good, you will damage Dao Ji at least and directly kill the monk.

However, at this moment, it is impossible to care.

"Yin and yang, shocking ...... Yes! ”

Yan Zangfeng and Qu Feiyun met head-on, Qu Feiyun took out his strongest strength, hand control spell, the speed of the flying sword under control suddenly increased, and the special mana true breath drove a strange cracking sound faintly in the air around the flying sword, like a sword leading to heavenly punishment, thundering for nine days.

However, before he could fully display the power of this set of sword techniques, Yan Zangfeng threw out several hideous dragon head sword mist around his body, and in an instant, all the protection of the yellow-robed Taoist priest was destroyed.

The sword is terrifying, and the sword qi kills.

A fierce dragon head shook and directly smashed Qu Feiyun on one side of the mountain wall, and the whole body almost smashed into it, as if it was already out of breath and less in breath.

This scene almost stunned Chen Qinghong and Gongsun Qing, they were relieved to see Zhang Lie carrying it under Yan Zangfeng's sword for so long, and he didn't die in the end.

And Qu Feiyun's strength is not weak, in their opinion, they can always carry a few rounds, but they didn't expect Qu Feiyun to be almost killed instantly.

"Senior Sister Chen, can you still open the rune treasure?"

"I don't have enough mana left, so I'll take your mother's life? What's more, he won't give us this opportunity at all. ”

"How could the family allow him to come in and grab things from us juniors?"

"This old man doesn't have a few years to live, under normal circumstances, he will only be our life-saving talisman, who knows that now life-saving has become urgent!"

Chen Qinghong and Gongsun Qing's personal strength will not be weaker than Qu Feiyun, or even stronger, especially since the two trust each other, and at this moment, they went all out to besiege Yan Zangfeng, and they persevered for a while.

However, Zhang Lie, who was not far away, could see clearly that the reluctant balance of power between the two sides could not be maintained for too long.

"Flee now? No, you can't fly far at all, and the March period is coming to an end soon, and now if you escape, you will fly to the formation in the sky, and if you can't fly high, you will be stabbed to death by Yan Zangfeng with a chaotic sword. ”

"Hit? I can't beat it, although I don't want to admit it, but this old man Yan is so strong that even if the three of us join forces to fight to the death, the chance of winning is not more than one percent, his swordsmanship is really no longer flawed, at least now I can't find it at all, if I go it alone, I will take my life to splash his blood at most. ”

At this moment, Zhang Lie suddenly looked at the red sword in his hand, only to see that the light of this sword was changing, and the blood light on it was instinctively leaning forward.

Seeing this, Zhang Lie turned his head and looked behind him: it was a lake of blood, dead trees, and lotus flowers.

"Something that would make Red Sword feel instinctively afraid...... Fuck, these old pussies. ”

At this time, Gongsun Qing and Chen Qinghong had already been completely defeated under Yan Zangfeng's subtle and misty sword qi and sword momentum.

Gongsun Qing was forced to remove an arm and fly up, and Chen Qinghong was even more broken through the defense by the sword qi, and almost his entire head was torn off.

At the critical moment, an elite disciple of the Chen family pounced on her and blocked a sword for her, and the disintegrating blood sprayed Chen Qinghong's head and face, and he had cultivated for more than twenty years to clear his soul Dao heart, and at this moment he almost collapsed instantly.