Ye Ziyu smiled bitterly, but he also withdrew the Qiantian Divine Thoughts that flowed into the sword back into his body again, and the seven orifices stopped bleeding immediately, and his face also returned to a trace of ruddyness.

He didn't sense Wang Dingzhou's qi just now, and thought that he had been killed by Yu Yang.

Now he suddenly appeared and broke the spirit cage, and he owed him another life.

Wang Dingzhou's situation at this time was also very bad, and Yu Yang's three rounds of black sun were really powerful.

Now Wang Dingzhou's breath has weakened to the extreme, and his tempered body is also covered with scaly wounds, and among the bulging green tendons on the surface of the skin, black spots can be vaguely seen flowing down the blood.

It was the erosive power hidden in the soul erosion light, that is, a Fusion God Realm martial artist like Wang Dingzhou, who could barely resist with the power of his physical body.

But once the time drags on, Wang Dingzhou's body will eventually be completely engulfed by this soul eclipse light.

After Ye Ziyu got out of trouble, he looked around for Xiao Ning's figure, and when he saw the spirit cage below.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly said to Wang Dingzhou, "Senior, that friend of mine was trapped in a spirit cage."

Wang Dingzhou naturally also saw the spirit cage below, and without thinking, a punch was blasted out, and Yu Yang in the distance could only watch with his eyes, but at this time he was powerless to stop Wang Dingzhou's punch.

The spirit cage shattered in response, Xiao Ning's injuries at this time were a little more serious, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

Ye Ziyu hurriedly made the Fengxing Sword land on the ground, came to Xiao Ning's side and gently helped her up, and asked with concern, "Where is the injury?" Didn't you stop coming over? Why are you so disobedient?"

After Xiao Ning saw that Ye Ziyu was fine, she smiled sweetly on her face, and gently leaned her head on Ye Ziyu's shoulder.

Listening to Ye Ziyu's reproachful words, Xiao Ning just raised his hand lightly and took off the hairpin on his head, and the green silk on his head suddenly fell like a waterfall, and his pale pretty face was even more ethereal.

Ye Ziyu looked at Xiao Ning's smart eyes, her eyes couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and she couldn't say anything about reproach, so she had to pat her little head lightly, and said softly: "It's too dangerous here, you take Cui Yanwen first, and we'll meet at the agreed place."

After finishing speaking, he passed the newly born wisp of Haoran righteousness in his body into Xiao Ning's body from the palm of his hand.

After the righteous qi entered the body, the poisonous suppression on Han Anping's arrow was suppressed and expelled in a few breaths, but the ghost true qi that Yu Yang was secretly lurking in the spirit cage was difficult to destroy for a while.

It can only be suppressed temporarily, and after Ye Ziyu frees up his hand, he can find a way to completely solve it for Xiao Ning.

The black qi between Xiao Ning's eyebrows suddenly dissipated, her pretty face was slightly red, but her eyes looked at Ye Ziyu's resolute face very firmly.

After Ye Ziyu was stunned, Xiao Ning gently pecked Ye Ziyu's side face with her cherry lips.

Before he could react, Xiao Ning's Fei Fei ran out, his steps were slightly flustered, and the green silk was flying, like a heavenly elf.

Ye Ziyu looked at Xiao Ning's back and was a little distracted, but in the end, he just smiled slightly, and was about to turn around and return to the battlefield.

Xiao Ning in front of her suddenly stopped, Ye Ziyu was a little strange, thinking that she was injured, her heart tightened, and she just wanted to come forward to check.

But I saw the girl in white turn around, her face flushed and cute.

She shouted to Ye Ziyu in the distance, "Childe, you must come back!" I'll wait for you!"

After speaking, Xiao Ning turned into his body and walked away to the rear.

Ye Ziyu smiled slightly and waved at Xiao Ning's back.

Then he took a deep breath and looked at the location of Yang Qinghua, who was shrouded in the sword gang above his head.

Wang Dingzhou and Yu Yang did not fight again, not because the two had already laughed at each other, but because both sides had no strength to fight again.

If they continue to fight, no one can help anyone, they are all long-time high-ranking people, so naturally they will not do this meaningless battle.

At this moment, the key to the battle situation is whether Yang Qinghua can resist this sword gang.

If even Ruyi A can't defend against that long sword, Yu Yang can't do it.

Finally, Jian Gang completely dissipated, revealing Yang Qinghua, who had been shrouded by Jian Gang for a long time.

The eyes of the three quickly locked on Yang Qinghua in mid-air, and Yu Yang couldn't help laughing out loud after seeing Yang Qinghua's condition clearly.

His old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, very bright.

Wang Dingzhou's expression immediately became solemn, and he was unharmed? This turtle shell lives up to its name.

Only Ye Ziyu's pupils shrank, and he knew very well how powerful the sword gang that finally slashed out was.

The Wind Sword revived, the giant bell shook, and the power of the burst was enough to crush the mountains and rivers.

Even the ink sword that was on the outskirts of Liuxian that day, Chen Mo's blessing with the Tianzhi Divine Ring was not the opponent of the Fengxing Sword.

According to Ye Ziyu's estimate, his sword was enough to be comparable to the blow of Monk Jindan, and if Yu Yang was affected by this sword, he would definitely have been wiped out.

Even if the Ruyi Nail is the best of the magic weapons, it is not worn on the body of the Jindan monk after all.

Although Yang Qinghua's exercises are powerful, they can't have the slightest upper hand in the collision with Ye Ziyu's righteousness.

If the power of Serie A is tententh, Yang Qinghua can only exert half of it at most.

Therefore, it is not really unshakable, after all, no matter how strong the weapon is, it must be held in the hands of the strong in order to exert its maximum power.

Yang Qinghua glanced at the Ruyi Armor on his body, and found that even though the sword gang was powerful, it didn't break through his defense in the end, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha".

After the laughter, Yang Qinghua's murderous intent boiled all around, and he instantly locked on the figure of Ye Ziyu below.

He stared at Ye Ziyu's eyes with Sen Han's gaze, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and a look of disappointment flashed in Yang Qinghua's eyes.

Ye Ziyu did not panic in the slightest, and when he looked at him, he still looked like a light and breezy look.

It's really how to look at it, how to make people angry.

Yu Yang's figure flew to Yang Qinghua's side, and the two of them looked at Ye Ziyu and the others below condescendingly.

His face was full of cats and mice-like banter, as if Ye Ziyu and the others were now fish on the chopping board, at their disposal.

Wang Dingzhou's face was pale, and he wanted to rush up and fight for Yu Yang's life, but the only reason left told him that now he went up to fight the two of them, and there was only one way to die.

Thinking of this, his resolute face couldn't help but darken, he reached out and patted Ye Ziyu's shoulder, and said, "Boy, withdraw."

Ye Ziyu shook his head again and refused, and Wang Dingzhou suddenly said urgently: "The victory and defeat have been divided, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

Yang Qinghua snorted coldly: "Go? None of you can leave, so let it be death!"

I saw that his palms were sealed, and thunderclouds quickly converged in the sky, and it was the wind and thunder again.

If he is allowed to trigger the power of heavenly thunder again, Ye Ziyu and the others will really die without a place to be buried.

Wang Dingzhou naturally knew the power of this move, and it was a large-scale designated attack.

Ten miles below him was empty, and the woods and even the earth were affected by the battle.

It was already full of devastation, and under the open area, the two had no room to dodge, so they could only choose to resist.

But with the current situation of the two of them, how many thunders can they take?

Wang Dingzhou's figure instantly rushed into the sky, wanting to interrupt Yang Qinghua's move to gather thunderclouds in the middle, but he had just rushed into the air, and when he was still dozens of zhang away from Yang Qinghua, Yu Yang's soul-eroding light struck him.

Helpless, Wang Dingzhou had to free up his hands to deal with Yu Yang first.

Yu Yang hid in the distance and kept harassing Wang Dingzhou, and the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted at this time, but it was enough to block Wang Dingzhou, who was in a similar situation to him.

Seeing that the thunderclouds were about to converge and form, Wang Dingzhou knocked Yu Yang back with one punch.

He shouted downward, "Boy, don't be stunned, interrupt him!"

Ye Ziyu didn't have the slightest intention of making a sword at this time, so he quietly watched Yang Qinghua, who was frantically gathering thunderclouds in the sky.

A look of disappointment flashed in Wang Dingzhou's eyes, Yu Yang

Haha laughed and said, "Don't struggle anymore, you all have to die!"

Yang Qinghua's face became more and more hideous, the palm seal method changed rapidly, and when the last seal method was completed, the familiar sound of rolling thunder also came from above his head.

With a finger, he pointed out towards Ye Ziyu below, the thunderclouds rose, and a lightning bolt as thick as a tree trunk condensed and formed, and under the traction of Yang Qinghua, it was about to split towards Ye Ziyu.

But the thunder had just broken away from the thundercloud, and the next scene suddenly made the three people present gasp.

It turned out that the thunder in the sky was directly dissipated in mid-air, and the thunderclouds that gathered gradually dissipated.

Yang Qinghua looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, his hands were frantically sealed, wanting to gather the thunderclouds again.

But after another moment, when he was making the seal, a slight crisp sound came from the Ruyi Nail on his body.

Although the voice was subtle, the five senses of the three people present were so keen, Yu Yang and Wang Dingzhou quickly separated their bodies, and looked at Yang Qinghua above the sky with some doubts.

Ye Ziyu stood below, gently brushing the sword body of the Fengxing Sword, and looked up at the Ruyi Nail on Yang Qinghua's body, as if he was waiting for something.

After that crunch, there was a click, click, click, click, click,

Yu Yang's face sank instantly, and he stopped in the distance and didn't dare to approach the area where Yang Qinghua was.

Wang Dingzhou flew back to Ye Ziyu's side, and asked with some curiosity, "Boy, what's wrong with him?"

Ye Ziyu smiled mysteriously, but did not answer, but still stared at the changes in Yang Qinghua's body.

When the last crisp sound came out, the Ruyi nail on Yang Qinghua's body was shattered like a mirror.

A superb magic weapon, it was actually destroyed like this, and there was not even scum left.

After the explosion of Ruyi A, Yang Qinghua seemed to be drained of his spirit.

The horror on his face was inexplicable, as if he had fallen into a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Ziyu took advantage of the situation and slashed out a sword that had already been ready to be launched, and the blade of the sword was pointed directly at Yang Qinghua's eyebrows.

Yu Yang was dozens of zhang away from Yang Qinghua, and even if he wanted to stop it, he would be stopped by Wang Dingzhou.

The blade of the sword fell without hindrance, and Ye Ziyu just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his brows furrowed again.