"Yes!"

The disciples of the Casting Pavilion responded in unison.

Immediately, they slapped the storage rings, took out their respective weapons, played their own moves, and headed towards the sword!

These disciples have the worst strength, and they all have the late stage of the First Saint Realm!

Among them, there are three or four half-step condensing saints.

Combined, this group of people is a group of not small forces!

Therefore, with the combined action of this group of disciples, in less than a minute, the sword finally began to crack with a "click".

Everyone on the chariot was instantly overjoyed!

Click!

Click!

The sound of the knife cracking is still ringing, and the knife is still cracking.

About thirty seconds later.

Just listen to the "boom"!

The sword finally shattered!

However, the power after it was shattered made the old man spurt out another mouthful of blood, and the middle-aged man's folding fan appeared a few gaps and was damaged!

Let all the disciples of the late stage of the First Saint Realm of the Casting Pavilion die!

The disciples of the Great Perfection of the First Saint Realm and the Half-Step Condensation Saint all spat blood from their mouths, their faces turned pale, and they fell to the ground for a while!

It can be said that just one knife will make them lose a lot!

The middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy in an instant!

And although Ye Xing's face was calm, his heart was horrified!

Although yesterday, he had been practicing all night, trying the power of the Three Deaths and Three Swords!

However, because he was worried that the suburbs would be destroyed, Ye Xing never dared to use all his strength, and could only use thirty percent of his strength to judge how strong the three swords he hit with all his strength were!

Ye Xing has thought about the strength of the third knife!

But right now, it's beyond his thoughts!

"Brother Xia, although this Ye Xing can shoot such a powerful sword, I guess that his strength will definitely not exceed the early stage of the Condensing Saint Realm, otherwise, he will take our lives with a raise of his hand, and it is absolutely impossible for us to stand here now!"

"Also, I guess that his powerful sword will not be able to hit again in a short period of time, and he will only hit a sword as powerful as the three swords just now!"

"If you have three swords, you alone can block them!"

"So now, if we join forces, we will surely be able to kill him!"

At this time, the middle-aged man on the chariot spoke towards the old man in a heavy tone.

Before he came, he originally wanted to arrest Ye Xing, so tormented!

In addition, after seeing those two portraits just now, it made him deepen his idea of catching Ye Xing alive!

Because of the portrait of these two women, he has seen and heard of them!

So he wanted to know from Ye Xing's mouth that all the details of these two women!

This is about him, and it is about whether the entire Casting Pavilion can become an important existence of the top sect in this Netherworld!

But now, all these thoughts are behind him!

Ye Xing is too terrifying!

If Ye Xing can't be killed today, then Ye Xing will definitely have a high probability of being able to escape!

If he escapes, then one day, when Ye Xing returns again, the strongest people in his Casting Pavilion will be unstoppable!

His Forge Pavilion, including the Innocent Sword Sect, will be subjected to Ye Xing's crazy revenge, and then destroyed!

Therefore, compared to everything else, the most important thing is to kill Ye Xing in order to keep the sect!

Naturally, the old man knew this.

Of course, even without this, he wanted to kill Ye Xing and break Ye Xing's body into pieces!

So after he listened to the middle-aged man's words, he didn't hesitate at all, he immediately nodded, and then slapped the storage ring, and a long sword was sacrificed by him!

He is the fifth elder of the Innocent Sword Sect.

The weapon used is naturally the sword!

Holding the sword in his hand, the blood in his palm is still flowing, and the pain in his palm is still there.

But for the elderly, it's still bearable!

"Up!"

With the shouts of the middle-aged man, the two immediately jumped out of the chariot.

One of them held a sword, the other held a fan, and they stepped into the air together, carrying the momentum of their whole bodies, and attacked Ye Xing!

Below.

Everyone heard the middle-aged man's analysis.

There is a group of people who are nervous in their hearts, praying and looking forward to Ye Xing!

I hope that Ye Xing can survive with the two of them!

Of course, not all of you are looking forward to!

Those from large and small families expect both to lose!

It's better to all be dead!

So that they will be safe!

The one who thinks the most about this kind of thing is the Qiao family!

They also believe that this is a very high probability that this will happen!

So, the order that the head of the Qiao family originally wanted to give was immediately stopped!

Look up again, look at the scene above, and wait for this scene to happen!

And Ye Xing, who was in the air, faced the two galloping paths, the powerful power from the condensing saint, his face was still flat, without a trace of fear!

He looked indifferent and said, "You want to kill me? Do you have what it takes?"

From the simple battle just now, Ye Xing already understood his true strength!

Relying on his strength, coupled with the Three Death Blades, he can defeat one against two!

You don't have to use a rattle!

Then, after saying that, the other hand on his back stretched out, and he quickly clenched his fist, and several punches were blasted!

Next second...

The air immediately condensed several giant fists and blasted towards the two of them!

This trick has not been used by Ye Xing for a long time!

When I used it again, I found that this fist was bigger and more powerful!

Ye Xing felt that it was comparable to a half-step condensation!

It's even tougher than a half-step condensation!

If you face the Cloud City Lord again, you can kill him with this giant fist!

However, no matter how strong it is, after all, it is only a half-step condensing the power of the saint.

The middle-aged man didn't even make a move.

Only the old man raised his eyebrows and slashed out with his sword.

Click!

Click!

Click!

These giant fists were directly smashed!

Ye Xing was not annoyed.

Because what he wants is to rely on this giant fist to delay these two people's breaths!

Now, it's been done!

After the old man raised his sword and smashed the giant fist, the first two swords of Ye Xingchang's three swords had already been cut out by him!

The first knife went towards the old man!

The second knife went towards the middle-aged man!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man had no choice but to wave the folding fan and shoot with the old man!

Even though Ye Xing's two swords of the lower and middle swords have become stronger, the old man can still be severely injured in front.

But at this moment, the two swords are scattered!

There are no surprises.

Not a breath.

The two swords "boomed" and were shattered!

The middle-aged man also laughed fiercely.

"If I'm not mistaken, if you want to hit a sword as powerful as you just now, you need to hit it twice!"

"But now, you don't have that time!"

"Now you're going to die!"