Yue Buqun only tried to attack a few times, and then he felt that something was not quite right.

It went so well!

Just like the ambush of Yang Fenglang on Dongji Island, Yang Fenglang was put in with the simplest pocket with the most normal environmental things.

But Yang Fenglang's performance did not look like he was ambushed and besieged by three top masters at all.

No!

What he showed was being besieged and fighting to the death.

He stood on his feet and defended extremely tightly, but he kept swimming in a small area, looking for an opportunity to break through.

But because he was normal, Yue Buqun felt that there was a very abnormal aura in it.

"Brother Dan!"

Yue Buqun retreated a hundred miles and sent a message to Zhao Xuandan: "This old bastard is a little abnormal!"

Zhao Xuandan was looking for a new opportunity to attack, his divine sense controlled the entire battlefield, and after a little thought, he knew what Yue Buqun meant, and replied: "This old bastard is already determined to live and die, his breakthrough is fake, he is looking for an opportunity to pull one of us to die with him, you be careful." ”

Yue Buqun took a breath of cold air, and then remembered that among the few people present, Zhao Xuandan was close to 100 years old, Jiang Cheng was more than 100 years old, and the other two were both old monsters over 200 years old.

They have experienced a hundred battles in the open sea, and they have never seen any situation, and when they look at this posture, they know where the other party's desires are, and they have long been vigilant, where do they need to be reminded by him, a stunned young man who is dozens of years old.

All right!

Yue Buqun didn't move forward, more than five hundred miles away from Yang Fenglang, the flying sword emitted a blazing light, going in and out, but he never entered the other party's hundred miles.

Jiang Cheng's strength is indeed superb, and he doesn't have to worry about his own defense, the flying knife control is getting faster and faster, and it is constantly getting closer and closer to Yang Fenglang's body, causing Yang Fenglang to have to increase the power of his divine sense to face his attack.

Zhao Xuandan is also increasing the output of spiritual power, the power of the attack is getting heavier and heavier, every sword seems to be advancing with all its might, and every sword intercepted by Yang Fenglang must consume a lot of spiritual power.

Consuming more than half an hour, in fact, it was far from reaching the limit of his spiritual power, but it felt a little difficult.

It's not that he doesn't have enough spiritual power, it's that he doesn't have enough mental power to control spiritual power, and his swordsmanship is already a little inflexible, and it is difficult to make dexterous responses, so he can only increase the output of spiritual power.

But the output of spiritual power requires more mind to control, and he can't draw more mind, which is manifested in his swordsmanship becoming more and more dull, compared to Zhao Xuandan's flying sword, he simply doesn't look like an opponent of the same level.

Yue Buqun's divine sense had been paying attention to this Yang Fenglang, and seeing that his face was calm and his eyes did not fluctuate, he felt a little secretly cold in his heart.

It was the first time he had seen a person face his death with such a calm demeanor.

Yang Fenglang's death was inevitable, and in the most popular words, he was watching himself die.

The nostalgia for life and the fear of death are human nature.

But in him, it seems that none of them are seen.

He was calm and didn't look like a man!

Even if Yue Buqun has lived two lives, he still can't figure it out.

If you cultivate the path like this, it is really meaningless, you don't even want to live, and this path will be ruined!

Yue Buqun was stunned.

The road is absolutely amazing!

Yang Fenglang's path is desperate, he knows that his path is desperate!

Yue Buqun vaguely understood, so Yang Fenglang was able to face death so calmly, and he also faced the siege of the three top masters with a normal heart.

Yue Buqun shook his head, he didn't agree with such a mentality.

As long as there is a breath left, you should fight for it instead of giving up.

Yang Fenglang wanted to pull a bottom, and his death was worth something, but in fact, he gave up on himself.

Zhao Xuandan's sword and Jiang Cheng's sword slowly strengthened their power, and nothing else changed, but Yang Fenglang's eyes were not so peaceful, and a trace of gloom inevitably emerged from the depths of his eyes.

Two masters of the same strength as him, attacking him with all their strength for nearly an hour, he can resist it, which is already commendable, and there is a master of the same level next to him who is involved, and if he changes someone, he has already died.

But now, Yang Fenglang is still insisting.

Even though his divine sense was extremely depleted, he still stabilized his defense line and did not let Zhao Xuandan and Jiang Cheng get any advantage.

But his divine sense was still exhausted after all, and when he passed a critical point, his imperial envoy's flying sword had completely lost its alignment.

Pulled by the qi machine, Zhao Xuandan's flying sword knocked his flying sword into the air with a single sword, flashed on the ground, and pierced Yang Fenglang's dantian across the five hundred miles of sky, shattering his spiritual power resources with a twist.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng slashed his flying sword, and the long knife slashed through the sky, slashing right on his heart, cutting off his body.

Hong Zheng's ring wrapped around Yang Fenglang's turtle shell, lifted it hard, lifted it open, the ring emitted a golden light, spun and leaped rapidly, and cut between Yang Fenglang's eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

The dantian was abolished, and Yang Fenglang, who was broken below his heart, still had no change in his face, and looked at the ring cutting at high speed, and suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Hong Zheng.

Hong Zheng was stunned, the cold hairs around his body stood up, the ring was cut down quickly, his divine sense swept across the battlefield, and the turtle shell that was lifted by himself rolled only two hundred miles away from him.

At this moment, the moment Hong Zheng's ring cut into Yang Fenglang's eyebrows, the turtle shell suddenly spun, and it flew at an incomparable speed, and it only flashed in front of Hong Zheng's eyes.

"It's over!"

Hong Zheng's mind at this moment was all used to control the ring, using all his strength to break through the opponent's defense, using all his strength to drive the ring forward at high speed, and he couldn't make an effective response to the high-speed turtle shell that was about to come to the body.

"Boom"

Almost at the same time, Hong Zheng heard a loud bang beside him, and countless flying sword fragments burst open, sending out an incomparable speed, actually flying directionally, swarming the route filled with the high-speed flying turtle shell.

Yue Buqun kept thinking that Yang Fenglang was going to pull someone to die, and he was old for a long time, and he helplessly eliminated himself.

In the middle stage of foundation building, in the eyes of Yang Fenglang, he is too far away from him, and he disdains to pull a junior boy like himself.

What a reality! Those who are weak will not be ranked in death.

According to this reasoning, Zhao Xuandan is also a little worse, he is not even a hundred years old, a generation and a half short of him, and the chance of being pulled to the coffin board is also small.

Jiang Cheng's strength is enough, not worse than the other party at all, even if he is a generation behind, it is enough to pad the coffin board.

The most suitable is of course Hong Zheng, but Hong Zheng's style of play, it is difficult to catch his flaws, and it is difficult to pull Hong Zheng into the coffin!

Yue Buqun waited quietly, and sure enough, he found that at the moment, the other party launched an attack.

While the attention of the three of them was focused on Yang Fenglang, who was about to die, Yue Buqun paid full attention to his two flying swords and turtle shells.

——————

When there was a slight abnormality in the tumbling trajectory of the turtle shell, Yue Buqun made a choice.

Swiftly erupted his flying sword and stopped in front of Hong Zheng.

"Explosive Sword Technique!"

Most of the explosive sword techniques used this time hit the air, and a small part hit the turtle shell flying at high speed.

The turtle shell running at high speed was hit by such a small fragment of the flying sword, and it inevitably had a little deviation, and it cut along the side of Hong Zheng's arm.

The one who controlled the turtle shell was already Yang Fenglang's last first ray of divine sense, and once it was used, it disappeared and disappeared with the wind.

The roar in the sky disappeared in an instant, and everyone quickly gathered together, and the three of them all looked at Yue Buqun.

I really can't imagine that it was this kid who made a move to avoid losses!