Dongfang Zimo waved his hand, and a dazzling sword light scattered in all directions.

Not only did the crimson in front of him fly hundreds of feet away, but the powerful aura swept out.

"This force, impossible! How could a late-stage foundation building monk emit such a terrifying power, that green sword, could it be ......" Zheng Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person froze in place.

"Such a powerful sword qi, the city lord saves us!"

The hearts of the three foundation building monks were beating wildly, only to feel a murderous aura coming, and they were shocked to use all kinds of life-saving methods, and at the same time roared with despair on their faces.

But in the next second, these people were slashed apart in the dazzling sword.

Whether it's a shield or an enchantment, it's completely vulnerable in the face of this magic weapon.

The smoke and dust cleared, and there was no trace of Zheng Ling except for a few corpses that had been split into several pieces, only a conch with a flickering aura floating in the air.

This person didn't even have time to collect the imitation magic weapon, so he directly escaped with a secret technique.

"Hugh wants to escape!" Yang Chen's eyes were pale, and he suddenly looked at a red glow in the air, and actually released the Fengshenzhou to chase after him without hesitation.

Seeing this, Dongfang Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, even if a half-step Jindan monk was defeated and fled, he would not be able to kill him easily.

However, Dongfang Zimo looked at the conch suspended in the air, and after a moment of silence, he grabbed it with five fingers.

Putting the pseudo-magic weapon in his storage bag, he released a turquoise longsword and chased after him.

Regardless of whether he could hit this person or not, Dongfang Zimo couldn't let Yang Chen take the risk alone.

Zheng Ling stepped on a feather-shaped magic weapon, and in less than an instant, he escaped thousands of feet away, and the speed was extremely fast.

But it was also a moment faster, and the flight speed behind suddenly slowed down.

Yang Chen's Fengshenzhou is not slow, coupled with the advanced cultivation to the late stage of foundation building, the speed is also much faster, and the distance will be pulled to about hundreds of zhang in less than a while.

Zheng Ling saw that Yang Chen was the only one chasing behind him, and his originally gloomy face suddenly showed a hint of cunning.

"A monk in the late stage of foundation building dares to hunt down and kill a monk with a half-step golden pill, he is really looking for death!" Just as he was planning to lure the other party to the land of five and then kill them, a dazzling light suddenly shone from behind him.

"What!" Zheng Ling just glanced back and was frightened.

I saw a golden rune the size of a roulette wheel flying towards him, and it exuded a chilling aura.

"Impossible! The two foundation building monks actually have magic weapons on their bodies! Zheng Ling said what he said, but his hand trembled and patted the storage bag, and suddenly layers of shield enchantments protected him to death.

With a flash of firelight, a red flame long blade was also summoned by him, and it continued to grow in size in the air, until it stopped at about ten zhang.

The Red Flame blade slashed into the air, and a huge flame collided with the golden rune.

However, where the golden runes passed, these flames were not all extinguished, and finally all the layers of shields on Zheng Ling's body were torn.

Zheng Ling screamed, and the whole person was shot down.

Yang Chen held the golden brush in his hand, glanced down indifferently, and urged the Wind Shenzhou to fall.

Dongfang Zimo behind him saw the movement in front of him from a distance, and his brows furrowed slightly and sped up.

When he came to a flat slope, Yang Chen put the Fengshenzhou into the storage bag, and his divine sense probed forward.

In the blow of Fang Cai, Zheng Ling lay on the ground in embarrassment, but his vitality was seriously injured, and his life was not in danger.

With the growth of strength, the power of using magic weapons is much greater than before.

"What made you murderous to us?" Seeing that this person seemed to have no ability to escape, Yang Chen asked quietly.

"Humph! If you want to kill, you will kill, and the master will avenge me. Zheng Ling was drenched in blood, even if he fell so miserably, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Master? Who is your master? Yang Chen's heart sank when he heard this, this person already has a fake Dan realm cultivation, and the one who can become his master must be a Jindan monk or above.

"My master is me."

At this moment, an emotionless, cold voice echoed in the air.

Yang Chen looked around solemnly, and his divine sense was suddenly released, but he couldn't find the person who spoke.

When he came back to his senses, a gorgeous and elegant unmanned sedan chair suddenly appeared in the sky.

The curtain was lifted by a force, revealing a young man in a white robe with a cold expression.

Yang Chen's pupils shrank when he saw this person's appearance, and he looked at the white-robed man with a shocked face.

"Little Zheng Ling meets the master!" At the moment when the unmanned sedan chair appeared, Zheng Ling's face turned pale, and he hurriedly knelt on one knee, and said in a tone full of awe.

"Good time." The white-robed man said coldly in a certain direction. The curtain fell again, and the sedan chair also flew away in the direction of the white-robed man.

This person never ignored Zheng Ling below, which made him secretly relieved.

"It's that man! Not good! After the sedan chair was far away, Yang Chen suddenly remembered something, shouted angrily, and then released the Wind God Boat, which pushed the speed of the boat to the extreme, turning into a ray of light and crossing the air.

Dongfang Zimo, who was rushing in the direction of Yang Chen, suddenly noticed a powerful aura floating over, and his heart moved, and he vigilantly held the cyan long sword in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to be here, it's really a blessing for me to find it."

A five-person sedan chair floated in front of it, and a man's voice came from inside.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Zimo frowned and asked solemnly.

"Huh? You don't recognize me? Also, all the cultivation has been lost to such an extent, and there are still things that are impossible, but it's okay not to remember. In the sedan chair, a young man in a white robe and a sword was sitting upright, looking at Dongfang Zimo with indifferent eyes.

"How ...... you look" Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but show a look of horror when he saw this person's face, and the scene from a year ago naturally appeared in his mind.

"I am you, you are me. Surprised to see yourself? The white-robed man said with a cold expression.

"Who the hell are you!" When Dongfang Zimo heard this, he immediately clenched the green sword in his hand.

This person's origin is unknown, and he wanted to harm Dongfang Zimo last time, but fortunately, there is Xin Yi, so there is no danger.

But now this white-robed man came to look for Dongfang Zimo again, and with the unfathomable strength of the other party, it is naturally false to say that he is not afraid.

The white-robed man wanted to say something more, but a huge golden rune suddenly flew out in the distance, and a flying boat that was not slowing down came.

"Senior brother!" When Dongfang Zimo saw Yang Chen's appearance, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly flew towards the Wind God Boat.

"The dying man still wants to escape from under the nose of this seat!" The white-robed man slowly drew the sword at his waist, only to hear a clang, and a sword nearly ten zhang long burst out from the sedan chair.