Ip Mantian looked up.

There were a total of five black shadows, the breath on his body was erratic, his flickering and twisted body was extremely weird, and his body was bent and his limbs grasped the ground, like a beast.

Is it really a savage?

"Whew!"

"Whirring ......"

The speed of the black shadow was so fast, and three of them locked on to the top of Yang.

"Shhh

"The old man is not the team leader." Yang Zhiding took a deep breath, and the momentum around his body exploded, and the muscles in his body bulged a little.

He grabbed his fist and smashed it head-on.

The next moment.

Yang Zhiding collided with the black shadow in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Boom."

“……”

The Innate Realm punched with all its might, and the power was terrifying.

The swept spiritual power exploded, like countless sharp blades, tearing through the air.

"Click!"

The sound of cracked bones.

The black shadow led by him was not the enemy of a punch, and his body was violently shaken in half, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Yang Zhiding's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, haha."

"I can't see the strength of the breath, I almost scared the old man, what savage? But that's it. ”

"The old man Zhongzhou Taidou Yang's top!"

Yang Zhiding's momentum is like a rainbow.

The whole person suddenly stood up, his flashing figure was chic and elegant, and the momentum of Zhongzhou Taidou was undoubtedly obvious at this moment.

A few punches fell, shaking the air.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Click."

“……”

A muffled sound, a crunch of cracked bones.

"Old Yang." Ip Man took a step forward in the sky, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

“……”

There was another muffled thud.

The last black shadow fell under Yang Zhiding's attack.

The whole process, in less than five seconds, these black shadows seem weird, but in fact they are equivalent to martial arts masters at most, Yang Zhiding is an innate realm, and his shot is like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Mr. Ye, these scumbags, you don't need to do it yourself, the old man is enough." Yang Zhiding smiled and walked over with his hands in his hands.

I am very satisfied with my performance.

"Senior Yang."

"Should we leave one behind, torture their identities, and find out about the situation in the mountains of southern Xinjiang?" Hao Ji flashed her eyes and reminded softly.

Yang Zhiding's body stiffened.

After reacting, his expression was suddenly embarrassed.

Ye Wentian shook his head lightly, didn't say anything, and stepped forward and walked to a black shadow corpse.

He crouched down slowly, his gaze condensed.

These black shadows are all very lean, their bodies are wrapped in black animal skins, their faces are painted with strange rune symbols, and their faces are slightly hideous.

"Not a savage."

"These guys are also martial artists." Ye Wentian muttered.

Although the aura is weird, the spiritual power fluctuations in its body will not be fake.

"Warrior?"

"The strength is very average."

“……”

Yang Zhiding rolled his eyes.

In his impression, Li Xuanyuan summoned the powerhouses of the Great Yan Innate Realm to come here, and it should be extremely dangerous in the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

In the face of danger, Yang Zhiding also made his best without reservation.

"General? Senior Yang, with your strength, looking at the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, I am afraid that there are only a handful of strong people who can fight with you. Ho Ji chuckled and stepped forward.

The top of Zhongzhou Taidou Yang.

One of the peak martial arts powerhouses of Great Yan, a proper Great Domain Lord level, is also a rumored existence when placed outside the domain.

In front of this, there are not many ordinary warriors.

"Lao Yang, next time, start lightly, don't be so nervous." Ye Wentian stood up, and then looked up at the mountains and forests ahead.

At present, the three of them are still on the periphery of the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

Keep walking, and you should meet these people again.

"Understood."

"Hey, hey." Yang Zhiding smiled awkwardly and nodded.

In the flat field of the circle, the three of them rested for a while.

After Ye Wentian glanced at the terrain map given by Hou Qing, he didn't stay too long, and headed towards the forest again.

There are warriors here.

That proves that in the mountains of southern Xinjiang, there are martial arts forces entrenched.

The old thing that captured Yao Le'er and the dark should be the person from this force organization, just find its source. 33

Ye Wentian's eyes were cold, and his pace under his feet quickened a little.

Yang Zhiding, Hao Ji and the two followed.

Half a day has passed in the blink of an eye.

The three of them got closer to the center of the mountain forest, the miasma in the air became more and more intense, except for Ye Wentian, the two behind them could only barely resist.

If he encounters those 'wild men' in the miasma, Yang Zhiding may not be able to do the same as before.

"Poof."

“……”

The trio walked through a dense thicket.

In front of him, there was another bare round flat land, and the miasma in the surrounding mountains and forests seemed to be cut off by some force, and there was no trace of this small area in front of him.

The air around is exceptionally fresh.

"Fortunately, there is a terrain map, otherwise I have been walking through the miasma, even if there is no 'savage sneak attack,' the old man will have to suffocate to death." Yang Zhiding gasped.

The exercises in the body are running, and the time is needed to recover.

On the other side, Hao Ji's face was also obviously a little pale.

This primeval jungle is too harsh.

Ye Wentian glanced at the two of them, and then looked down at the terrain map in his hand, which could determine the location of the circles on the map, and there was no miasma shrouded in it.

"If that's right, we're two thirds of the way we're from the center." Ye Wentian said bluntly.

Staring at the big circle in the center of the picture, Ye Wentian's eyes flashed slightly.

That's when it happened.

"Buzz!"

“……”

Around the flat ground, there was a sudden buzz.

Like countless insects, the sound of flashing wings, a fierce momentum, locked on the three of Ye Wentian at the same time.

"Alert!"

"Mr. Ye, the enemy is ahead." Hao Ji's eyes flashed, and the momentum around her body condensed.

Along the way, I didn't meet those people.

It turned out to be waiting for them here.

This breath, unlike the black shadow before, is obviously several times stronger.

"Whew!"

"Buzz ......"

The sound of air tearing.

A transparent blade cut through the air, pointing directly at Ye Wentian and the others.

The main objectives of the offensive are obvious, and most of them are directed at the top of Yang.

"I ...... Did the old man provoke you? Yang Zhiding's face changed drastically, he had just taken a break, and his state had not yet recovered.

The killing machine in front of us is approaching.

"Bang!"

"Bang dang."

Yang Zhiding's momentum exploded around him, and he shot out a majestic force, resisting the attack of the blade, and his body took two steps back.

"Hoo ......"

"Buzz!"

Hao Ji turned over a few times, and dodged at the same time.

The eyes are visible.

What pierced the air in front of him was a patch of transparent cicada wings, which were hard to hide, with good spiritual power fluctuations.

"What is this?"

"Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Sect?" Hao Ji recognized the cicada wings at a glance, and her eyes showed shock.

Ye Wentian raised his hand at the same time.

"Click!"

“……”

A cicada wing, caught between his fingers.

Ye Wentian is no stranger to this thing, when he was in the imperial capital, he fought with the sect master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

After the death of King Zhenyan, this person fled from the Great Yan.

Some people died, but not completely......