Looking at the four flying swords that were speeding over, Ye Yu calculated the flight trajectory in his mind.

After a few moments, he realized that the south side was a dead end, and that there was not covered by flying swords.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to be fired, he took a step and wanted to rush to the south.

At this moment, a flying sword seemed to sense his intentions, and immediately changed its angle to block Nan Mian in an instant.

Grass!

Ye Yu cursed secretly in his heart, hurriedly activated the spiritual power in his body, and reluctantly prepared to resist the attack of the flying sword.

Seeing the terrifying edge of the flying sword, his heart jumped wildly.

He stared at the flying sword with a dead face, and closed his eyes resignedly.

"Bang!"

When the four swords were an inch away from Ye Yu, he suddenly felt that the space sank, and the flying sword suddenly fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the three flying swords dissipated in an instant, leaving only a dim small sword lying on the ground.

At the same time, he felt that the spiritual flame in his eyes had suddenly faded, and the spiritual power on his body had inexplicably stagnated, and he frantically retracted into his body in the blink of an eye.

He subconsciously urged the spiritual veins and found that the spiritual power in his body had lost its vitality and could not be called at all.

He opened his eyes a little confused, and was immediately stunned.

I saw that the entire city gate was shining with light purple light spots, and the aura cruising in the air instantly evaporated.

Suddenly, the aura of the entire space was empty, and a peerless area was formed.

In the spiritual energy vacuum area, the body of the spirit warrior was stunned, like a fish in a dry pond, and his expression became painful.

"Meta... Yuan Dan Spiritual Domain! ”

Ling Mu Lan, who had the strength to spare.

Hua Yun on the other side grinned, and the pressure in his heart suddenly lightened.

He clenched his fists into the void and said respectfully, "Meet the Spirit Kingdom!" ”

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for Bengong to make a move? An illusory voice came from the void.

Hearing this, Hua Yun's face froze, and he immediately shouted: "Little cubs, cut them!" ”

The remaining soldiers hesitated, holding their blades nervously, and did not attack.

Seeing this, Hua Yun slapped his head and whipped at Ling Mu Lan.

"Smack!"

Although this whip did not kill with a single blow, it also whipped Ling Mu Lan's face into a bloody blur.

At this time, Hua Yun pointed at Lingmu Lan and shouted again: "Little cubs, have you seen it, in the spirit domain of the Lingguo Gong, these spirit clans are no different from ordinary people. ”

Seeing that it was indeed as he said, the remaining hundred or so soldiers suddenly became hideous.

In terms of fighting, they can be the ancestors of the Spirit Clan, if it weren't for the disparity in strength, how could they be crushed by the Spirit Clan.

At this moment, seeing that the moat in strength was leveled, they showed fierce eyes and formed a formation in tacit understanding.

"Hah!"

"Kill!"

A moment later, the soldiers gathered in formation, raised their blades, and charged towards the Spirit Clan.

On the other side, Eighth Senior Brother Lingmu's face was like ashes, and his heart rose to escape.

He secretly observed the surroundings, and saw that there was still a gap in the southeast corner, and his heart suddenly became lively.

Not far from the gate is a residential area, and you can get into the alleys by walking through the fortifications.

Once you blend into a dwelling, it's like a dragon in the sea, and it's hard to find it in a short time.

He squinted, looked at Ye Yu opposite, and said, "Lingshi, do you want a flying sword?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Yu glanced at the mini sword at his feet, and said casually, "What do I want it for?" When scrap iron is sold? ”

Ling Mufeng pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Your eyes betrayed you, and your eyeballs are about to fall out." ”

"Huh!"

"How about we make a deal? The sword belongs to you, you let me go! ”

Ye Yu was stunned for a moment, and said coldly: "Kill you, the sword will be mine." ”

Ling Mu Feng curled the corners of his mouth and said proudly: "If I don't cut off the connection with the flying sword, even if you kill me, you won't get the flying sword." ”

With that, he reached out and made a popping gesture.

If he wasn't sure, Ye Yu frowned and stared at him with some hesitation.

Sensing Ye Yu's hesitation, Ling Mufeng hurriedly spread his hands and said, "To show my sincerity, I will first cut off contact with the flying sword. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to the flying sword on the ground, and suddenly the flying sword trembled violently, and after a while, there was no movement.

After doing this, Lingmu Feng's eyebrows tightened, and his face turned pale.

He exhaled and said with some anger, "It's yours, can you let me go?" ”

Ye Yu didn't pick up the little sword, but smiled with a grim face: "Kill you now, the sword is still mine." ”

"You... You don't talk about credibility! ”

"Don't be stupid! We're in the opposite camp, and besides, I didn't promise anything. ”

After speaking, Ye Yu clenched his fists and quickly pasted it.

Seeing that he was menacing, Ling Mufeng hurriedly raised his hand to block.

"Click!"

The spirit warrior has always had a physical advantage over the spirit clan, and Ye Yu struggled to punch down, instantly breaking the hand bone of the spirit wood wind.

"Shhh

Letting out a scream of pain, Ling Mu Feng took a few steps back, and then looked at Ye Yu with a panicked expression.

With one blow, Ye Yu rushed up again, smashing his fist towards his heart.

Unable to arouse the aura of the body protector, Lingmu Feng knew that he could not resist this blow.

He caught a glimpse of two soldiers on his right side slashing with swords, and his heart suddenly fell into despair.

Lingmu Feng has always pursued perfection, and he must not accept being chopped by a knife.

He thought that he would die anyway, so it was better to die under Ye Yu's fist, so that he could leave a whole corpse.

With this in mind, he did not retreat, but stood still and closed his eyes to welcome the coming of death.

"Bang!"

Ye Yu's iron fist arrived as scheduled, and a huge force slammed into Lingmu Feng's chest, instantly knocking him several meters away.

Seeing this, the two soldiers retracted their slashing attack, stopped and looked at Ye Yu in awe.

Ye Yu slowly walked in front of Lingmu Feng and kicked it hard, seeing that he had no reaction, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He tilted his head to look at the soldiers on the side, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

Seeing his slightly dissatisfied look, the two soldiers straightened their chests and hurriedly rushed towards the other Spirit Clan soldiers.

The other corner of the battlefield.

When Ling Mu Lan saw that Ling Mu Feng was killed, he suddenly lost his will to fight.

He glanced at the city gate in front of him, and took advantage of the fact that the flower clouds on the opposite side were not paying attention, and slammed over.

As soon as he leaned into the city gate, he felt that the spiritual power in his body gradually reacted, and he immediately understood that outside the city was the limit of the spiritual realm.

Thinking of this, he took out a purple pill bead from his bosom and stuffed it into his mouth with a reluctant face.

The entrance of the purple pill instantly dissolved, and a powerful spiritual wave suddenly rose.

Ling Mu Lan slammed his fist into the city gate, and a moment later, he smashed the hard iron gate through a large hole.

At this time, he had a cold face and shouted loudly at the Spirit Clan soldiers in the fierce battle: "Quick! Withdraw from here! ”

Seeing this, the Spirit Clan soldiers who had no intention of fighting immediately became ruthless, and after repelling the besieging soldiers, they hurriedly approached the city gate.

Seeing that the spirit clan soldiers were about to run, Hua Yun's eyes widened angrily, and he swung the spirit whip and whipped it.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The two slow-running Spirit Clan soldiers were hit by the whip and immediately froze, and were hacked to death by several soldiers who caught up.

Escorting the clansmen out of the city, Ling Mulan glanced at the Terrans in the city with resentment, and then turned around and disappeared into the night outside the city.

"No need to chase!"

Just when Hua Yun wanted to lead the army out of the city to pursue, the illusory voice stopped him.

Hearing this, Huayun looked around, and casually shouted in one direction: "Ye Gong, let me go out of the city and cut them down!" ”

"Reckless!"

Ye Tianhao, the Duke of the Spirit Kingdom, appeared behind Hua Yun and said coldly: "Just rely on the Lingmu Lan who you can beat the medicine when you go out of the city?" ”

"Huh!" Hua Yun turned around and scratched his head, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't there still you pressing the formation!" ”

Ye Tianhao put his hands behind his back and said angrily: "My father's spiritual power is exhausted, why don't you carry a knife to suppress the formation for you?" ”

"Hey, hey!"

Hearing this, Huayun smiled awkwardly.

No longer bothering with Hua Yun, Ye Tianhao looked sideways at Ye Yu, who was looking for something, with a cloudy and uncertain look on his face.