After the old man said that, he ignored Chang Gaoyuan, who was angry, and continued to point his finger towards Rong Fei's forehead.

Although it was just an ordinary-looking finger, Rong Fei had no doubt that when this finger was clicked, his brain would be shaken into a puddle of paste.

After all, Haoran Qi is known as killing people invisibly.

At the moment of life and death crisis, Rong Fei glanced at the void diagonally above, his lips squirmed a few times, as if he had said something, but the old man and Chang Gaoyuan, who were only close by, heard nothing.

"Hehe, a small trick that doesn't go into the stream."

The old man sneered and muttered, his fingers only three inches away from Rong Fei's forehead.

Rong Fei sighed in his heart, sure enough, the first back hand was too unstable, and it was estimated that he couldn't count on it.

So he suddenly took a big deep breath, and his chest, abdomen and cheeks swelled up in an instant, and with his movements at this time, he really looked like a big toad.

The trick of catching gods is all-encompassing, and one of them records a stunt that is considered to be a chicken rib. And just yesterday, in Qingzhou, more than 2,000 miles away, there happened to be a disabled person who had a strong heart with Rong Fei, so that this stunt reappeared in the world.

When Murong Canghai and Bai Zizai arrived, they happened to witness this scene with their own eyes.

In their eyes, Rong Fei is like a big toad on the chopping board that is about to be disemboweled, fried in the pan, powerless to resist and struggle.

Even if the two of them were on the verge of Haoranqi, they could still feel the oppressive force everywhere around them, as if they were in a deep quagmire.

Seeing this situation, the two did not dare to hesitate any longer, and each used the strongest means to save Rong Fei's dog's life.

Bai Zizai grabbed the sword duel and levitated the small jade sword in front of him, and the extremely pure and incomparable three-grade sword intent burst out from the tip of the sword, breaking through the Haoran Qi in front of him as if it had substance.

Murong Canghai held a palm-sized round copper plate densely engraved with many mysterious symbols in his left hand, and changed the magic method with his right hand, chanting in his mouth.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law - Zixiao Divine Thunder."

The sky above the courtyard suddenly changed color, and a rumbling roar sounded beyond the nine skies, and a dazzling purple thunder pierced the night and bombarded the old man's head.

At the same time, Rong Fei also showed the strange tricks he prepared.

The mouth opened, and a deafening roar came out.

"Ha~"

The lion's roar of the seventy-two stunts of Buddhism.

The sharp sword intent broke through the Haoran Qi, and the Zixiao Divine Thunder directly hit the old man's body, and the lion's roar briefly shocked the old man's body.

At this moment, the top three geniuses in the world actually formed a tacit cooperation without any verbal communication.

When Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi entered the courtyard, the old man used his spiritual sense to test the cultivation of the two, and by the way, he also tested Rong Fei.

Because of the age of the two of them, it is impossible for the cultivation to be higher than the old man in any case, so the old man is also fearless.

After the spiritual sense was tempted, it was found that these two people were only the cultivation of the peak of the seventh grade, so the old man did not take them seriously.

It was Rong Fei who surprised him a little.

It is said that this kid has been practicing for less than a month, and his cultivation has even reached the early stage of the seventh grade.

What a genius!

The old man couldn't help but praise in his heart.

No, genius is no longer enough to describe Rong Fei, it should be a demon.

But no matter how demonic he is, he is still the cultivation of the early stage of the seventh grade.

Two geniuses at the peak of the seventh rank plus a demon at the beginning of the seventh grade, thinking that they can break their wrists with the peak of the fourth grade?

It's a ridiculous joke!

Geniuses and demons, it must be very enjoyable to kill.

Just when the old man Tao Taoran thought that he had the victory in his hands, the sword intent, thunder, and roar broke through the aura of his protective body.

How could it be...

The old man didn't have time to exclaim, and he wanted to use the spiritual power in his body to protect his body again, but the spiritual power in his body was shocked by the lion's roar and stagnated for a moment.

It's almost negligible

In an instant, sword intent and divine thunder followed.

"Drink!"

The old man suddenly shouted, and the majestic Haoran energy shot out violently around him as the center.

Rong Fei and Chang Gaoyuan, who were close at hand, only felt as if they had been hit by a giant beast running wildly, blood spurted from their mouths, and their bodies flew backwards.

Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi, who were a little far away, were also uncomfortable, and they only held on for a little more breath when they used the spiritual power of their whole bodies, and their bodies immediately flew out uncontrollably like dead leaves in the wind.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...

The bodies of Rong Fei, Murong Canghai, and Bai Zizai hit the courtyard wall, and the courtyard wall, which had suffered heavy losses one after another, finally couldn't hold on and collapsed.

The old man stretched out his hand behind him, and used Haoran's power to catch Chang Gaoyuan in mid-air and send him to Chang Huaien's side a little farther away.

"Master Hou stands far away, in case he accidentally hurts you, the old man can't afford it."

The old man turned his back to Chang Gaoyuan and his son, and then looked at Rong Fei and the three of them who were struggling to get up from the broken bricks and rubble, and his tone was no longer as relaxed as before, but full of strong killing intent.

I saw that the old man's face at this time was dark as if he had been smoked, his hair was unkempt like a bird's nest, and wisps of green smoke were still rising from the top of his head. A deep wound appeared on his right arm, which was injured by the sword intent of the Jasper Sword that blocked his right arm in front of him.

"Hey... Ahem... Hey... The old guy is so resistant to beating, he won't die."

Bai Zizai covered his chest and glanced at the old man's image at this time, and laughed while coughing up blood.

Then he shook the jasper sword with a crack on the blade, and said to Rong Fei beside him.

"Third brother, that sword just now is already the second brother's life-saving trick to press the bottom of the box. If we continue to fight, the three of us are estimated to be more than lucky. There is a way to stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood, so if it doesn't work, let's withdraw first."

Murong Canghai on the other side wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Rong Fei and did not speak.

The meaning is already obvious, agreeing with Bai Zizi's proposal.

"Hurt the old man like this, can you still walk!"

The old man took a step forward with a cruel smile, and the majestic aura overwhelmingly pressed towards the three of them.

Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi hurriedly blocked the jasper sword and copper plate in front of them, and used their spiritual power to encourage them to resist.

Rong Fei raised his eyes and looked at the void in front of him, his lips moved slightly, and he seemed to be silently muttering a few words to himself, and then shook his head and said.

"I can't go."

"Why didn't I realize you were still a dead eye!"

The pressure exerted by Haoran Qi was getting bigger and bigger, and Bai Zizi felt that he was almost at the limit, and he couldn't help but scold urgently when he heard the words.

Murong Canghai heard the meaning of Rong Fei's words, and hurriedly asked.

"Why can't you go?"

In the small courtyard of Xuanwu Hutong, through the Five Absolute Array, seeing that Rong Fei and the three of them were in a desperate situation, uncontrollable tears welled up in Ji Rouer's eyes.

Rong Fei... Are you really going to leave me behind?

"Sister!"

Rong Lan suddenly tugged at Ji Rou'er's sleeve with a strange expression.

"Rong Fei seems to be talking to you just now."

"Huh?"