Distance.

Sima Yan closed his eyes, as if waiting for death to come, and he didn't move, not even his eyelids.

However, Yang Yu will not be naïve to think that Sima Yan is waiting for death, since he closes his eyes, there is a certain amount of truth, Sima Yan is a stubborn person, otherwise he would not quarrel with Yang Yu to the death.

"Old Yun, you should know how to form a formation, right?" Yang Yu stood in place and didn't move, but he was communicating with Yun Heng in secret.

Yun Heng was silent for a while before he said, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat Sima Yan, so you want to use the formation?"

"Well, I'm afraid that something will happen, but I want to kill the old dog myself, so you can trap him with the formation, and then hand over the control of the formation to me. Yang Yu's voice was a little low, and he said slowly.

"This is simple, but you have to use all that piece of divine crystal to trap Sima Yan's old dog, his cultivation is not weak!"

Yun Heng thought about it for a moment before saying, "But how did you introduce him into the formation? He is not a simple character, and that piece of divine crystal can only trap him for an hour, if you can't kill him in an hour, it is estimated that it will be troublesome." ”

"Okay! stop being verbose, one hour is enough for me to kill him ten times, you don't have to worry. Yang Yu said impatiently.

He faintly felt that he had a creepy feeling, and then glanced at Sima Yan, who closed his eyes and thought deeply, and felt a trace of something wrong, as if his whole body was being spied on, and he vaguely felt that his fate seemed to be in his own hands.

Yun Heng got Yang Yu's permission, and a part of the soul came out of the mysterious space and flew in one direction, and the speed was much faster than the speed of the Yuan Master's powerhouse.

Sima Yan closed his eyes, naturally he was not waiting for death, but was calculating Yang Yu's lifeline, and the strange thing was that every time he calculated to the key point, it seemed that there was a pair of big hands blocking his calculation, which was the same as the situation when he calculated nineteen years ago.

Yang Yu felt as if he was being targeted by an ancient beast, a chill rose in his heart, and he hurriedly washed the places on one side of his body with his vitality, and then he felt much better, his whole body was cool, and the feeling of being peeped at disappeared, but he still felt as if there was something more in his mind, but he couldn't feel it.

Sima Yan, who was calculating Yang Yu's lifeline, suddenly frowned, and his expression became painful, every time he calculated to the key point, an inexplicable force would appear to block his calculation.

His master said that for those who have cultivated below themselves, it is easy to deduce where their lifeline is and then attack their weaknesses.

But he calculated several times, but there was no result, but he was unwilling, and the powerful soul power combined with the magical power of fate forcibly deduced Yang Yu's fate.

Yang Yu, who was standing in the air, suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his mind, and quickly swept the soul sea, only to find that a different soul was wandering in his mind, and that soul obviously did not belong to him, but why did it appear in his soul sea?

Although I don't understand why a small group appeared inexplicably, as long as you know that it is not your own, nor is it Yun Heng's, then it will be. As soon as his mind moved, the Heavenly Transformation Technique began to operate, and one after another soul power enveloped the extra soul, and the group of souls was like seeing a ghost, and they were so frightened that they ran away.

However, Yang Yu would not let him go like this, the soul sea is the foundation of human clarity, how can an unknown soul body appear in it!

The Heavenly Transformation Technique was running at a high speed, and the surrounding area of that group of souls was also surrounded by his Transformation Heavenly Formula, and there was no way to escape.

Sima Yan felt bad for a while, and he wanted to stop calculating, but he still wanted to be controlled by a pair of invisible hands in one place, but his mind couldn't be recovered, if he forcibly took it back, he would definitely suffer a great backlash, and this time it seemed that the barrier was particularly strict.

Huatian Jue was refining that group of souls little by little, and the volume of the souls was getting smaller and smaller, and it didn't take long for them to disappear, and Yang Yu still felt that his soul was a little stronger.

"Poof!"

Sima Yan, who was closing his eyes, spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his body was still a little unstable, and he shook a few times.

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment in his heart, and suddenly understood something, this group of souls must have something to do with Sima Yan, otherwise how could it be so coincidental?

But if you come a few more times, wouldn't it be able to directly kill Sima Yan? It's so easy, haha!

Sima Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out an elixir and took it, and it didn't take long for his face to improve, but it still didn't reach the point of full recovery.

"Boy, it's clear that your cultivation is far below me, why can't my destiny power deduce your destiny?" Sima Yan asked with a puzzled look on his face and a frown.

"My life is up to me, and the sky can't control me, so you better go and ask Lord Yama!" Yang Yu sneered and said arrogantly.

"Well, since you're looking for death, then I'll take action. Sima Yan also sneered, his body shook, and he came to him in the blink of an eye.

Yang Yu thought in his heart, the gap between the high-level of the Yuanzong and the high-level of the Yuanshi was not ordinarily large! I thought that even if I couldn't kill Sima Yan, at least I could seriously injure him, right? But what I didn't expect was that the speed of the high-level Yuanshi was so fast.

With a bitter smile in his heart, the god-killing sword was sacrificed, and a ten-meter-long phantom quickly formed, slashing down head-on.

Sima Yan's advancing body was blocked by the Divine Sword Phantom and could not be saved, but the Divine Sword Phantom could not be saved, and the two were in a stalemate.

Yang Yu's vitality was injected into the Divine Sword, and another ten-meter-long phantom condensed out, quickly slashing towards Sima Yan.

Sima Yan's afterglow swept to the second sword shadow, and he shouted, his fist shone brightly, looking like a piece of ice crystal, and his hands tightly grasped the sword shadow of the god-killing sword, and with a fierce force, the sword shadow shattered in response, turning into countless fragments and dissipating into the void. Just after the first sword shadow was crushed, the second sword shadow also came to Sima Yan.

After Yang Yu shot out the second Divine Sword Phantom, five more ten meters long Divine Sword Phantom appeared, one after another, slashing towards Sima Yan.

Sima Yan had just crushed the second sword shadow, and when he found that there was a third one, he couldn't help but curse secretly, this kind of attack was like a high-level powerhouse of the Yuan Master shooting at will, but if he was knocked down, it would not be comfortable, his hands were even more crystal clear, and he crushed five sword shadows in a row.

After a glance, he found that there was a twenty-meter-long super-large sword shadow, and scolded again, and the vitality on his body was running rapidly, injecting a large part of the fist, a pair of fist shadows, the fist shadows were like inflated balloons, quickly becoming larger, and soon became five meters in size, exuding earth-shattering power on it.

The fist shadow and the sword shadow collided, stagnating for a moment, and soon, the sword shadow had the upper hand again, and the oppressed fist shadow quickly descended.

Sima Yan was under the shadow of the fist, dragging the huge fist shadow with both fists, because of the decline of the fist shadow, his body also began to tremble as if it had encountered the pressure of Mount Tai.

Sima Yan felt bad in his heart, the high-level powerhouse of the dignified Yuan Master was actually deflated under the hands of a kid in the Yuan Sect Realm, and his face was immediately unbearable.

"Phew!"

Sima Yan shouted, the fist shadow suddenly pushed upward, the twenty-meter-long sword shadow was actually held up more than ten meters away, Yang Yu's face was also a little pale, seven swords in a row, and the vitality was almost consumed, just like eating jelly beans, he threw two pills into his mouth, chewed one, and set aside the other.

The sword shadow was held up, Yang Yu also felt a trace of pressure, the vitality kept injecting into the god-killing sword, and the sea of blood on the god-killing sword sword also began to surge, red light kept appearing, and then added the phantom, and the air was also filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the fist shadow exploded, and the sword shadow shattered, dissipating into the void. Sima Yan's body retreated more than ten meters, while Yang Yu stood still and did not move.

It turned out to be a tie, and looking at the watch, it was Yang Yu who had a slight upper hand, but in fact, although Yang Yu's body did not move, he all withstood the power of the shock of the god-killing sword, and although Sima Yan retreated more than ten meters, he successfully resolved the power of the shock.

In the process of retreating, Sima Yan's fist did not forget that jì formed a phantom of several meters again, and slammed into Yang Yu with a punch.

Just when Yang Yu was stunned, the fist shadow arrived in front of him, and instead of condensing the sword shadow of the god-killing sword, he directly used the god-killing sword to block it in front of him, and this time the god-killing sword body failed to block the huge fist shadow, his body flew out directly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and quickly condensed into a sword shadow.

"Die for me!"

At this time, Sima Yan's second fist shadow arrived again, and he could only fly out the sword shadow that had not yet been completely condensed.

The sword shadow was condensed into a general, but only part of the power of the fist shadow was removed, and all the rest was poured in front of Yang Yu, and his body flew out more than ten meters, the blood in his mouth flowed, and the ribs in his chest were broken, just when he was about to swallow the Xiaoqing Spirit Pill, a fist shadow arrived again.

At this moment, the shape shì turned sharply, and Yang Yu, who was still attacking just now, had all turned to defense at this moment, and he was still at a disadvantage.

Immediately entered the mysterious space, dodged the blow, and a few seconds later, appeared behind Sima Yan, a twenty-meter-long phantom appeared, slashing at Sima Yan in the air.

Sima Yan felt a gust of wind appear behind him, and he didn't care about turning around, and his body deviated a few meters.

The phantom of the god-killing sword was cut down, because there was no target, it could only stay on the ground, and the building on the ground was as if it had suffered an earthquake, and a burst of red light crossed, and where the red light went, the building on the ground was divided into two halves in the middle, and it collapsed, and the ground began to shake violently.

Sima Yan looked at the ground, the building had been damaged a lot, and a hundred-meter-long deep hatred appeared on the ground, and he couldn't help but be shocked, the power of this sword was still above the power of his full blow.