His eyes swept around, but he couldn't see the figure of the old man, and there was a violent roar in his ears one after another.

Ji Yuan slowly closed his eyes, expanding his spiritual sense to the extreme, and at the same time, he released his divine thoughts.

In his perception, a deeply hidden aura loomed, like a filament like a hair, quietly passing through the heavens and the earth.

After a while, Ji Yuan pinched the sword trick in his hand, and suddenly pointed in one direction, and the flying sword beside him suddenly blurred, and appeared more than ten zhang away in a snap of his fingers.

A touch of sword intent flowed, and the flying sword immediately slashed down in the air, and the mana on it surged, and several prohibitions quietly emerged.

At this moment, the void seemed to be slashed open, and in Ji Yuan's divine thoughts, the blade of the white jade flying sword had already fallen on that thin line!

In an instant, a figure fell from the void, and it was the old man!

However, at this moment, the other party looked a little embarrassed, the robe on his body was torn, the placket on his chest was cut open by a sharp blade, and there was a little more blood on his eyebrows.

Compared to before, the old man's aura obviously fluctuated, obviously he was not lightly injured, but with his powerful cultivation, it did not have much impact.

At this moment, the other party showed his true body, and when even a palm was slammed out, there were countless thunderbolts roaring, wanting to knock down the flying sword that followed.

Seeing this scene, even though Ji Yuandang recalled the flying sword, his body retreated nearly ten zhang or so towards the rear.

After being more than thirty zhang away from the other party, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and at the same time put two pills into his mouth.

In the previous fight, he was not unscathed, his body had suffered some injuries, and the mana consumption was even more serious, and it had already consumed as much as three or four percent in just one fight!

However, in the face of a mid-stage cultivator of the Three Realms, Ji Yuan didn't care so much, and he needed to do his best to make a move, and he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation.

"If you can do this, even in the Nine Xuanmen, you are enough to be called a genius."

The old man shook his robe, and willow leaves flashing with thunder suddenly appeared around him.

He looked at the young man in the distance, and let out a heartfelt sigh, with all the things that the other party showed, even if it was Tianjiao's seat, it was not impossible to compete for one or two.

It's a pity that it hasn't grown up after all, and it won't have a chance to grow up again.

As he spoke, the old man's eyes flashed, and then dozens of willow leaves beside him flashed with thunder light, and they immediately shot out.

Dozens of thunderbolts broke through the air, and in an instant, they shot a distance of more than ten zhang, and the crackling sound suddenly became one.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan immediately let out a low shout, and the sword technique in his left hand changed one after another, and then the flying sword beside him immediately flashed away.

In the blink of an eye, the white jade flying sword appeared more than ten zhang away, and then the sword body shook rapidly, and dozens of phantoms were differentiated!

Above each phantom, there was a fierce sword intent flowing, and the wisps of sword qi were even intertwined.

As Ji Yuan's mind moved, dozens of sword shadows broke through the air and moved forward, and they immediately collided with the willow leaves that were flashing with thunder in the sky.

A violent roar spread, and a large number of sword shadows and willow leaves dissipated together, leaving only the violent power to wreak havoc in midair.

It took a long time for a dozen breaths to gradually calm down.

But at this moment, Ji Yuan suddenly felt a palpitation, and he didn't want to turn his body into sword light, and he was more than ten feet away in an instant.

And where he was originally standing, the figure of the old man changed from virtual to real, and his palm carried a thunder arc, and slapped in the empty place.

That position is the place where Ji Yuan's head is before, if it is slapped with a palm, even a few lives will not be enough.

When he looked at it, he was immediately shocked into a cold sweat, but fortunately, his spiritual sense was inherently strong, otherwise he would not be able to detect it.

After the opponent missed, he did not choose to stop, and after a short pause, he turned into a thick thunderbolt.

Its figure appeared from the thunder light, holding a short stick in his hand, and smashed it down with ten thousand pounds.

But in an instant, Ji Yuan found that he had been locked by the other party's breath, and he couldn't dodge at all.

Looking at the short stick smashed above his head, he slashed out horizontally with the long sword with all his might, and the mana in his body frantically poured into the sword body.

At the same time, the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Pagoda above his head even lowered a large amount of clear light, protecting all of his body.

The next moment, a long sword flew out of the air, and the mana he gathered suddenly collapsed, and it rolled back along the veins, rampage through his body.

Ji Yuan snorted, blood dripping from his mouth and nose at the same time, and then he saw that short stick, which smashed on the body protection Qingguang with great momentum.

The extremely defensive clear light flickered wildly in an instant, and most of them collapsed under the power of the short stick, and were completely overwhelmed by the heavy thunder light.

And Ji Yuan also took this opportunity, taking advantage of the huge momentum brought by the short stick, and immediately retreated more than ten zhang behind him, and his body crashed through several houses in a row.

In just two or three breaths, he hurriedly rushed out of the ruins, jumped onto the roof not far away, and looked gloomily at the old man standing on the street more than ten feet away.

"There are so many magic weapons on my body!"

The old man cast a cold gaze, and at the same time, a trace of greed appeared in his eyes.

As long as he can kill the young man in front of him, these treasures will enter his pocket, and he may be able to make a fortune through it.

Although he is a monk of the Three Realms, and he is still the worship of the county guard's mansion, if he is rich, the old man really has no accumulation.

After all, just the cultivation resources he needed as usual had already consumed all of his money, and he even needed to go out often to barely be enough.

This also led to the fact that he obviously had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Three Realms, but in addition to a short stick on his body, there were only two turtle shells left that had been destroyed, which could be regarded as a magic weapon of acceptable quality.

Feeling the greed in the other party's eyes, Ji Yuan first moved in his heart, and then smiled lightly: "What, you want something on me?"

He coughed lightly twice, making no secret of his injuries, as if he didn't care at all about being seen through the truth.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help frowning, and instinctively sensed that something was wrong. br>

"Looks like you don't have that chance anymore."

Ji Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, as if he wasn't worried about being dealt with at all.

And as far as the eye could see, there seemed to be nothing but the darkness of the night and the spiritual light.

The old man in the distance also turned his head to look, although he didn't see anything, the strangeness in his heart became more and more intense.

It was as if something that could threaten his existence was rapidly approaching outside of his sight.