"You made this out?" Hearing this, Gao Yun was suddenly a little shocked.

Dozens of people were knocked down with one blow, and he thought that this was something powerful that Lan Shi secretly used to do it, but he didn't expect that the initiator was Yu Xueting!

Yu Xueting raised her head, threw a wink at Gao Yun, smiled, and showed her smug expression.

She stretched out her right hand, and on the open palm, she immediately saw a very familiar black elixir.

Gao Yun exclaimed: "Feng Lei Dan!"

"Yes!" Yu Xueting explained as she played with the elixir, "but it's a little different. There is a trace of fire-based aura in my Wind Thunder Dan, and after throwing it out just now, I will urge the fire-based aura in it, and the power of wind and thunder will 'jump' under the guidance of the flames......"

Seeing Yu Xueting's eyebrows dancing and her hands dancing, Gao Yun couldn't help but feel a chill on her back.

No wonder Lan Shi doesn't pull others but only her, her strength in pills is really terrifying!

In the future, you must not offend this little aunt and grandmother, otherwise you won't even know how she died......

"Are there any living people?" As the power of the lightning gradually dissipated, Lan Shi walked to the center of the platform leisurely, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and said with a smile that seemed helpless: "Alas, I told you to roll a long time ago, and now I can't roll if I want to, right?"

At this time, even Ouyang Chihuo, the captain of the Shaking Light Palace, fell to the ground covered in blood, and his whole body was shockingly scorched, and the others were even worse, and no one responded to him.

Gao Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly found that Ouyang Mofeng, who should be the strongest among them, why was he gone?

He looked around carefully, and suddenly found that a figure in clothes flowing in the wind was sitting leisurely on an eaves of the city lord's residence not far away, fanning a paper fan for a long time, with an indifferent expression. It seems that none of this qiē has anything to do with him.

Lan Shi also noticed Ouyang Mofeng, and just as he was about to leap forward, he swept out of the city lord's residence quickly, and suddenly two old men in green clothes and white clothes, tall and thin, with white hair and white beard, stood in front of him.

As soon as they appeared, Gao Yun felt a distinctly suppressed feeling rolling out of them.

This transcendent momentum crushed him, making him tense all over, and he faintly felt a trace of excitement, his wrist couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he secretly clenched the long sword in his hand.

When the old man in white saw the tragic situation around him, he couldn't help but tremble slightly with anger, and immediately became angry.

"Bold fanatic! actually hurt my disciple of the Shaking Light Palace, and he died quickly!"

As he spoke, he closed his hands one by one, and a six-foot-long silver-white aura giant sword immediately stretched out from his palm, and his body flashed suddenly, and he actually arrived behind Lan Shi in an instant, and a fierce sword mark immediately swept in!

And the old man in Tsing Yi, who was silent, suddenly came out with both palms at this time, carrying two faint cyan aura, and blasted straight towards Lan Shi's chest!

Thunder Light Sword!

Wind Cracked Palm!

The corners of Lan Shi's mouth twitched slightly, ignoring the sneak attack behind him, and suddenly black aura swept out of his body, and the black light flashed in his palms, and then he met the wind cracking palm.

When the old man in white saw this, he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart.

If you meet it like this, you will definitely not be able to dodge your own sword.

Suddenly, the wind behind him suddenly rose!

When he sneaked attacked, someone dared to sneak attack him! And this breath, mixed with the strong smell of death, made his entire back feel a faint tingling.

His face changed drastically, although he was extremely unwilling, he still had to give up the sneak attack, and suddenly turned around, and then saw Gao Yun carrying a wide long sword with strong black flames flashing around his body, slashing at him in the air!

And the terrifying aura carried by the sword seems to be a little stronger!

He had already checked the situation on the battlefield just now, except for the little man Chen-rank nine-fold, who needed some effort to do it, the other three's highest talent-level sevenfold was like an ant in his eyes.

However, the one who swung his sword at him in front of him was actually the weakest kid among them, only in the fivefold realm! However, there was a black aura coming from his sword, but it made him feel palpitations! The most important thing was that his speed was too fast, not inferior to himself, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late!

Although the gap in cultivation between them was too large, the young man looked at him without the slightest panic, only an unquestionable firmness!

In a panic, the old man in white hurriedly waved the Lei Guanghao sword to meet him.

Gao Yun's mind was calm and waveless, and the long sword in his hand smashed down like a black hole engulfing a qiē!

"Biluo Sword Technique!"

In an instant, where the two swords collided, a pitch-black light lit up!

Then, a figure flew straight behind him with a terrible wail, like a kite with a broken string.

The old man in Tsing Yi, who was about to fight with Master Lan's palms, suddenly saw a strange smile on the face of the little man in front of him, and a trace of inappropriateness suddenly flashed in his heart.

Before he could react, a black light suddenly lit up in front of him, and the little man's figure suddenly disappeared.

The old man felt bad and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

A white light flew in front of him like a cannonball, hitting his chest hard.

The bodies of the two old men swept backwards next to each other, until they smashed through a heavy courtyard wall, and their bodies were stable.

Most of the power that the old man in white received from Gao Yun was borne by the old man in Tsing Yi.

At this time, he looked at the figure that stood up, red blood oozed from many parts of his face, and many bones in his right arm were broken, and the tingling pain almost made him faint.

And the old man in Tsing Yi who fell to the ground like a puddle of mud behind him, his chest and ribs were all broken, his internal organs were seriously injured, and his breath was as weak as a gossamer.

However, Gao Yun himself was not easy, he continued to use the Wind Phantom and Biluo Sword Technique, and most of the spiritual energy and soul power in his body were consumed, although there was no physical trauma, the power of wind and thunder from the Thunder Guanghao Sword instantly made him feel like a miniature lightning bolt, and his body was so painful that he almost fainted.

He adhered to a trace of clarity, tried his best to control his body, quickly sat down on the spot to adjust, and secretly urged his soul power to capture and absorb the power of wind and thunder running around in the meridians, but due to the number of too many, he felt that the black air mass had been very uncomfortable, but there was still a small part of the power of wind and thunder that could not be disposed of.

Fortunately, Sikong Qing immediately stepped forward and channeled the power of these wind and thunder into his body, and immediately sat down to refine and absorb it.

Yu Xueting, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, changed her expression slightly, and it seemed that the strength she showed to Gao Yun had far exceeded her expectations.

Ouyang Mofeng, who was sitting on the eaves, was originally just watching all the battles that took place on the platform with the mentality of a bystander, and only then did he raise his eyebrows when he saw Gao Yun hit the two elders with one move.

"The man's appearance seemed familiar, as if he had met him somewhere before. He muttered in his heart, searching carefully in his mind.

Ouyang Mofeng's habit of memory is that he only remembers the people who defeated him, and he will immediately forget the people he has defeated. In his opinion, with the speed at which his cultivation progressed, it was pointless to remember those he had defeated, because they would not have the opportunity to surpass him again.

However, Gao Yun doesn't look like someone who defeated him, so why did he leave an impression?

He couldn't help but glance at Gao Yun again, and suddenly found that the crimson broad long sword beside him seemed to be very familiar.

After a slight groan, his face suddenly showed a sudden color.

He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a person who had used this sword in the market that day, and had caused some minor injuries to himself.

Although he immediately "rewarded" the man with a palm, the mysterious long sword in the man's hand still impressed him, and if it weren't for the mysterious master wearing a fox mask who appeared later, he would have wanted to take the sword back to study it.

"It turned out to be that young man, but at that time, he hadn't even opened up the meridians, why had it only been a few months since he suddenly had a five-fold cultivation of the Chen Rank?"

Ouyang Mofeng looked Gao Yun up and down, and couldn't help but secretly think in his heart: "This kind of cultivation speed is probably comparable to the core disciples of the Seven Star Palace." ”

Just as I was in amazement, a breeze suddenly blew in front of me.

Slowly raising his head, Ouyang Mofeng saw a short figure, already standing in front of him!I1387