Yang Chen looked around and saw that there were more than sixty disciples of the Witch Sect, clustered together like a swarm of bees waiting for an opportunity, and the momentum was overwhelming. Jiang Huan! Yang Chen saw a familiar face from these people, it was Jiang Huan. Yang Chen knew that Jiang Huan had been controlled by the witch sect disciples, but he still couldn't help but want to call out to Jiang Huan, hoping to make him sober up.

"Jiang Huan. Yang Chen shouted. Jiang Huan sat quietly as if he hadn't heard. The disciples of the Witch Sect looked at Yang Chen's side in response, flashing their unkind eyes. "You, what do you want to do?" asked a tall disciple of the Witch Sect, pointing at Yang Chen. "You let my brother go. Yang Chen pointed at Jiang Huan, and the flying sword in his hand surged with cyan brilliance. Fang Zhihao and the others were all taken aback, thinking that Yang Chen would look for an opportunity to rescue Jiang Huan, but they didn't expect it to be so blatant to hedge against the Witch Sect.

"You're looking for death. The tall disciple of the Witch Sect took out his long sword at once, and then all the disciples of the Witch Sect took out their weapons, and the cold light was dazzling. Jiang Huan opened his eyes sharply at this time, and stood up suddenly, his body momentum soared, his eyes were red, and he looked at Yang Chen blankly, like a bloodthirsty demon resurrected. "Kill him!" the tall Witch Sect disciple burst out, and Jiang Huan suddenly attacked Yang Chen like an arrow off the string. The cold light of the Jade Ling Sword in his hand flickered, turning into a streamer of light and slashing down towards Yang Chen. "It's so fast!" Yang Chen found that Jiang Huan's strength had risen greatly after he had been controlled by his soul, and his speed at this time had already caught up with the high-level of the Transformation Realm. Yang Chen's body fluttered and flashed, Jiang Huan's speed was still difficult to threaten him, he glanced at the disciples of the Wu Sect, wanting to find the person who controlled Jiang Huan's soul, as long as he killed this person, he could lift his control over Jiang Huan. He felt that the biggest suspicion was the tall witch sect disciple, because Jiang Huan woke up after he screamed, and it should be him who controlled Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan slashed with another sword, with a fierce sword aura, Yang Chen did not retreat but advanced, and flashed from under Jiang Huan's sword dangerously, but at this moment, Yang Chen had suddenly swept towards the tall witch disciple, and he wanted to hit with one blow. The Fei Zhen Sword shook, the cyan sword qi surged, and it slashed out horizontally, and the eight auxiliary swords also slipped out, and Zheng shot away, trapping the witch disciple in all directions. At this moment, all the disciples of the Witch Sect were all brandishing weapons and attacking Yang Chen, and their sword qi was surging. Under so much sword qi, Yang Chen had nowhere to hide, and immediately flipped his palm, and the bronze furnace lid appeared in front of him, like a huge shield covering Yang Chen's entirety. With such a slow, the sword qi that Yang Chen slashed out horizontally was also scattered, and it collapsed in the sword qi of many disciples of the witch sect.

"Bang Bang Bang" Countless sword qi slashed on the bronze furnace lid, and Yang Chen felt a huge shock on his arm. At this moment, Jiang Huan attacked from behind, and Yuling's sword stabbed Yang Chen in the back. At this time, Yang Chen was already in danger of being attacked back and forth, and immediately flew out and pounced on the tall witch sect disciple, what Yang Chen didn't expect was that just now, the tall disciple of the witch sect was already behind the witch sect disciples. Just as Yang Chen flew out, he felt several strong winds coming behind him, and when he looked back, it was Fang Zhihao and the others, who were already in the formation of the Phantom Flower Flying Sword Formation.

Yang Chen was not afraid, the Fei Zhen Sword slashed out, with a heavy sword qi like a mountain, several witch sect disciples in front of him raised their swords to resist Yang Chen's sword qi, "Ding Ding Ding" The sword qi touched, "poof" and "snort" They felt an incomparably huge pressure coming out, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and shot away, and a witch disciple who was resisting Yang Chen's sword qi was immediately split into two sections. "Ding ding" and "snort", with the addition of Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing and others, the combination of the Youhua Flying Sword Formation has been completed, and their cultivation is not very familiar, but they can't take care of it at this time. After performing it, they found that the power of the Youhua Flying Sword Array was far beyond their imagination, these witch sect disciples were killed in one move, Yang Chen's five people were like tigers descending from the mountain, and a bloody frenzy of fighting was swept up, only to see the figure flickering, blood flying, and in an instant, more than ten disciples were beheaded by Yang Chen and a few people under the sword. At this time, the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace was like a spinning golden armor god, and the steel giant hammer was invincible.

"Who are they? Dare five people to challenge dozens of people from the Witch Cult. "It's so powerful, they overwhelm the witch cult people. "What is that, it actually kills people!" The disciples of the other sects all watched in amazement as they sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight. The Witch Sect has been suppressing the disciples of other sects by relying on the large number of people, and the good things in the secret realm found have been plundered by them, and the disciples of other sects can only wait and see, and now there are good people who have taken a bad breath for them.

Jiang Huan kept attacking Yang Chen, Yang Chen could only dodge, and the attacks of their sword formation were also blocked several times. There are also some people who have been charged with souls like Jiang Huan at this time to become the forefront of attacking Yang Chen, Fang Zhihao and others, Yang Chen, Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing and the other five people deliberately dodged and did not hurt their lives, but in front of the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace, they were not so lucky, and those who blocked were injured if they did not die. "That's them. Yang Chen finally saw that those witch cult disciples with soul control abilities were all hiding in the back, including the tall disciple, who used secret methods to control Jiang Huan, and these soul-controlled cultivators stepped forward to fight regardless of life and death. Yang Chen's eyes looked at those soul-controlling witch sect disciples, Fang Zhihao and the others immediately understood, and the five of them suddenly flew up and slaughtered those soul-controlling witch disciples.

There were thirteen Witch Sect disciples who controlled the soul, and at this time, seeing Yang Chen and the others coming forward, they also swept forward with a long sword to meet them. Their cultivation is extremely good, all of them are above the middle level of the Void Realm, and most of them are at the high level of the Void Realm. As soon as they came up, they blocked the power of the Youhua Flying Sword Formation, and the casualties were greatly reduced, and the two sides immediately stalemate there. Yang Chen's tactics also changed accordingly, and the Phantom Flower Flying Sword Array surged forward, and the sword qi intertwined into a net, resisting the powerful attacks of the Witch Sect disciples. From time to time, a sword aura would suddenly appear, causing the witch sect disciples to be injured without death, just like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, making them tired of coping. At this time, the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace also joined the battle group here, which made these witch sect disciples really feel intimidated, even with their high-level cultivation in the Void Realm, it was difficult to resist the power of a hammer. After the Wujiao soul-controlling disciples were forced to join the battle group, the manipulation of Jiang Huan and other soul-controlled cultivators was much weaker, and Jiang Huan's and the others' attacks were no longer raging, but intermittent, and some of them collapsed directly to the ground because the Wujiao soul-controlling disciples were killed and had no control over them.

In a moment, there were only nine soul control disciples left among the witch sect disciples, led by the tall disciples, and the eight disciples who were controlled souls. It was only then that they felt fear, and they resisted desperately to find a glimmer of life. "Ah!" another soul-controlled disciple was slashed by Yang Chen's sword, and then a soul-controlled disciple collapsed at his feet. "Go" The tall witch disciple snapped, and the eight witch disciples suddenly flew up and fled in all directions. At this time, Yang Chen was a little embarrassed, because he was still not sure which Witch Sect disciple had controlled Jiang Huan's soul, and at this time they scattered and fled, not knowing which one to chase. At this moment, Yang Chen saw Jiang Huan suddenly fly up and chase after one of the witch disciples. "It should be him!" Yang Chen felt that Jiang Huan should be chasing after the soul control person. He immediately flew up and chased after the witch disciple that Jiang Huan was chasing. As he flew by, Yang Chen suddenly saw a tall witch sect disciple who seemed to pause in the air before leaving again. Yang Chen felt very strange, why did he pause for a moment when he was fleeing for his life? There was only one reason, paving the way for a safe escape. Yang Chen suddenly thought of something, and he looked back at the other cultivators who were being controlled by the soul, they didn't follow those witch sect disciples.

"You guys are optimistic about Jiang Huan, don't let him have trouble. Yang Chen said to Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing, and Ge Wu who were following behind, and the three nodded and quickly chased away. Yang Chen took Ling Haichao to ride the Ice Wind Beast and chased after the tall Witch Sect disciple, while the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace followed closely behind Yang Chen like a big bird. The tall witch disciple fled quickly, but disappeared in the blink of an eye. Yang Chen quickly flew in the direction of the tall Witch Sect disciple's escape, and at the same time let go of his divine sense and sensed his existence. Yang Chen felt very strange, even if that disciple was at the high level of the Void Realm, he shouldn't have such a fast speed, he must have been hiding nearby. Sure enough, Yang Chen found that there was a familiar aura under a mountain peak, which was owned by the witch sect disciples. Yang Chen rode the Ice Wind Beast and flew down, and saw a person crouching in the mountain col from a distance, it was the tall Witch Sect disciple.

At this time, he also discovered Yang Chen, and immediately flew up and fled quickly, because he saw the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace behind Yang Chen. If it was just Yang Chen and Ling Haichao, he would have the confidence to win, but with this bronze artifact, he would not be sure. The Ice Wind Beast was originally a wind spirit beast, and its ability to control the wind was far above that of cultivators, and its speed was very fast at this time, and it caught up with the tall Witch Sect disciple in a moment, and the Witch Sect disciple saw that it was no longer able to escape, and immediately turned around and slashed at Yang Chen's head with a sword. The vitality on the Feizhen Sword in Yang Chen's hand surged, and the first form of the fourth move of the Ziluo Sword Technique came out, but when he saw the sword shadow, he attacked with a fierce momentum.

"Ding" The two swords collided and made a crisp sound, and then he saw the tall witch disciple shoot out backwards, and he used his strength to escape. But at this moment, a huge figure appeared behind him, and the giant hammer of the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace Essence Light smashed down like a meteor. "Bang" The tall witch disciple was very fast and his sword was attacking, but he felt a huge force surging the qi and blood from his impact, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body shot back like a sharp arrow.

Yang Chen's long sword danced like the wind and slashed out, and the tall witch sect disciple no longer had the strength to fight back, and was immediately cut into two pieces. At this moment, Jiang Huan, who was flying in the air, suddenly fell down.