With one enemy and two enemies, Yu Xiao can only take the initiative if he strikes first.

In other words, half a year ago, when he faced Meng Zhifan and the others, most of them had to flee for their lives, but now he is also a monk of the sixth level of qi refining, and his strength has long been different.

In the face of the monks in the late stage of qi refining, it may not be impossible to fight.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, in the face of the attacking spiritual power handprint, Yu Xiao did not dodge or dodge, urging the small blue shield tightly pinched in his hand.

Buzzing!

With the flash of the blue light curtain in front of him, the spiritual power palm print seemed to hit the iron plate, and it suddenly collapsed, turning into a frenzied air current, stirring the surrounding space with ripples.

On the other side, Meng Zhixing's expression was serious, and his eyebrows were full of anger, he was obviously still haunted by the last time Yu Xiao escaped from his hands, or he felt guilty about Meng Zhifan's death.

Their Meng family was originally a small family, and there was not even a single foundation building monk in the clan.

Meng Zhifan had already cultivated to the sixth level of qi refining, and with his qualifications, if nothing else, the late stage of qi refining would be a sure thing.

In the future, if the Meng family is willing to spend more resources, it may be able to allow him to build a foundation smoothly.

In addition, Meng Zhifan is also one of the few young generations of the Meng family who can take charge on his own, and now his loss has hit the Meng family a lot, and it is almost difficult to make up for it in a short time.

Especially after the siege of Futaba Island last time, the situation of the Meng family was even worse.

Not only did they invest a lot of spirit stones in advance to arrange the formation enchantment and refine the soul chasing needle, but they also died a lot of clansmen during the event, and afterwards they were worried all day because of Yu Xiao's escape, for fear that the Floating Light Sect would suddenly come back.

Their small family, in order to survive, made this choice, it was also a last resort, if this matter was known by the Fuguang Sect, their entire Meng family would be finished.

All of this is thanks to Yu Xiao, so there is not only a simple hatred between them, but also coercion from survival.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhixing lightly swiped on the storage bag, turned his hand and offered a flame knife, mana poured into it, rolled up the boundless flames, and pressed towards Yu Xiao overwhelmingly.

Such a terrifying heat was enough to turn a small mountain into ashes, but Yu Xiao was in it, like a fish swimming in the sea, not only did not suffer any harm, but was also comfortable.

If you look closely, you will see that the flames quickly extinguished and disappeared as they approached him.

The scene resembles the rapid melting of snow and ice in the sun.

Yu Xiao was just running the "Taiyin Seventy-two Chapters" exercise, and the blue water droplets wandering in the sea of qi immediately emitted a cold and cold aura, instantly canceling out all the flames around him.

Seeing that his attack did not work, Meng Zhixing was shocked and found it difficult to accept it in his heart.

This flame knife is also a medium-grade magic weapon, but now in his hand, it is like a toy, which is really incredible.

He was very unwilling, and immediately injected mana into the flame knife again, wanting to increase the burning degree of the flames.

However, at this time, the old man on the side saw something and stopped him: "Zhixing, don't waste mana, this kid can resist fire secrets, no matter how much flame he has, it will be useless to him." ”

Hearing this, Meng Zhixing was certainly very unconvinced, but he still listened to the old man's words and did not continue to try to burn Yu Xiao to death.

In this regard, he did better than Meng Zhifan.

Monks walk in the world of cultivating immortals, sometimes relying on experience and lessons, the older generation has quite a lot of experience in this area, listen to their words, take advantage of it or not, at least it will not suffer.

Just when Meng Zhixing was about to give up, Yu Xiao's eyes suddenly struck again.

I don't know when, a treasure fan appeared in his hand, and the flames around him gathered together, turning into countless firebirds fluttering their wings and soaring, forming a long river of flames in mid-air, blasting towards Meng Zhixing.

There is an old saying that persimmons need to be pinched softly.

The old man of the Meng family is a monk in the late stage of qi refining, and Yu Xiao may not have an advantage one-on-one, not to mention that there is a Meng Zhixing of the same realm by his side, and the pressure he will face will be even greater.

Compared with the two, the latter is much easier to bully.

Whether it is from a tactical or strategic level, solving Meng Zhixing first can deal a certain blow to the old man of the Meng family from the psychological and physical levels.

Meng Zhixing is not stupid, not to mention that his own cultivation is not weak, and among opponents of the same level, he also belongs to the middle and upper existence.

Of course, this is compared to casual cultivation, and if it is compared with the disciples of those big sects, it will be somewhat inferior.

He tapped the void unhurriedly, and the magic seals fell one by one, forming a solid golden light barrier between the surging spiritual light around his body.

At the same time, another magic weapon was sacrificed, a jade bottle covered with cyan patterns, Meng Zhixing gently shook the bottle body, and countless golden sand grains flew out from the mouth of the bottle, forming an earthen wall in front of him.

Bang! Bang!

A dozen firebirds collided with it, and the golden light barrier smashed violently fluctuated, crumbling, and the aura on the surface quickly dimmed.

With a final click, the golden light barrier cracked open, and more firebirds pounced on the sand-filled earthen wall.

Strangely enough, as soon as these firebirds touched the grains of sand, they turned into flame foam, and the pop dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiao showed a hint of surprise, and the old man of the Meng family nodded with great satisfaction.

In fact, he was ready to defuse this blow before, but after seeing Meng Zhixing's unrevealing action, he dispelled this idea, and he was very happy in his heart.

The clansmen of their Meng family don't seem to be much worse than the registered disciples of the Fuguang Sect.

Judging from his calm character, he has a better chance of becoming a foundation building period monk than Meng Zhifan, and for this reason, the Meng family still needs to cultivate more, and then their Meng family will be able to have a good life.

However, at this time, Meng Zhixing didn't notice that Yu Xiao's fingers were lightly tapped in his sleeve, and a black shadow silently mixed into the firebird, shooting out at an extremely fast speed.

The whole process is silent and almost imperceptible.

However, this action still attracted the attention of the old man of the Meng family, who suddenly screamed in his heart.

"Zhi Xing! Watch out for that artifact! ”

He just reminded him, but it was too late, at this time Meng Zhixing couldn't react at all, the old man of the Meng family bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood with all his might, and cast spells like wheels with both hands.

The essence blood began to swell when it encountered the wind, frantically absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and then quickly contracted, turning into a ghostly light, and ghostly slammed towards the bronze sword.

Seeing this, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in Yu Xiao's heart, and he must not let the other party ruin his plan.

Immediately, with a light tap on the storage bag, the treasure fan in his hand suddenly turned into a black ancient mirror, and then the mana was poured into it, and the dim mirror was filled with ripples, as if the water surface had fallen into a stone.

Yu Xiao aimed the mirror at the glow that shot in, and threw it out casually, and the latter disappeared the moment it touched the mirror, and did not pass through the back, but flew into the mirror.

Click!

The next moment, before he could react, the black ancient mirror in his hand couldn't withstand absorbing the powerful energy of the ghost, and it was directly split from the middle, shattered into a piece of residue.

The ghost light that had not been completely absorbed, as well as the powerful power of the backlash, erupted at the same time, and the terrifying spiritual power shocked, shaking Yu Xiao dizzy, and the qi and blood in his body tumbled.

What's worse is that the power released by the ghost mang shook Yu Xiao's internal organs to the point that he was about to crack, and the mana in his body was also disordered, and his breath instantly withered a lot.

But the result of this switch was worth it.

Although Meng Zhixing finally sensed Yu Xiao's hidden killing move and gathered all the sand grains in the jade bottle together, this was obviously not enough to resist the attack of the bronze sword.

The earthen wall of those grains of sand, under the cold light of the bronze sword, was like a foam plank, only symbolically blocked for a moment, and then passed through.

In just the blink of an eye, a blood hole the size of a bowl appeared on Meng Zhixing's chest in the rear, and his internal organs were shattered into a pile of meat under the huge impact, and the whole person could not die anymore.

This bronze sword with thirty-six prohibitions, although Yu Xiao still can't exert its full power, it can already exert eighty percent of its power.

In the case of a surprise sneak attack, coupled with Meng Zhixing's carelessness and lack of preparation, it is not impossible to kill him in one fell swoop.