The elder brother's warning was sudden, but what was even more sudden than this warning was the sudden and ferocious attack.

Pei Mu turned his head suddenly, his intuition was terrifying, Lao Miaozhu had already deceived him forward, and the rumbling sound was not thunder, but the thick right arm of the blue electric snake circling.

When watching the battle, I thought that I was slow and not good at footwork, and I didn't know how fast and fierce it was until I faced it, and it was too late to dodge, so I had to put my heart horizontally, go up to the fist, and live to death!

Of course, Pei Mu would not think that he could defeat the strong with the weak, and the ferocious attack relied on his own senior brother.

As the warning was shouted, Yang Fan had already foreseen the movement of Lao Miaozhu, and immediately exercised the two sword intents inherited from the Five Absolute Sword Sect - black light and white rainbow.

The unbelievable pass was unobstructed in an instant, and the two sword intents actually merged with the sword body, causing Qing Feng to attach a bright gray and uncertain sword light.

If there were masters of the Five Peerless Sword Sect here at this time, they would definitely be shocked.

Because Yang Fan, who had not reached the Divine Light Realm, actually used the sword intent fusion that could only be achieved by the Sword Fusion Realm.

Although the Xu family advocates bloodline, swordsmanship is fundamental after all, and this qualification is also terrifying.

The bulging old temple zhu of the god robe naturally sensed the fierce and sharp sword intent on his back, and the cold light pointed at him, making the corresponding skin shrink unconsciously.

This is a blow that really has the opportunity to hit yourself hard, but it's a pity that the other party's spiritual power accumulation is too shallow!

If Yang Fan can reach the peak of metamorphosis, even if it is just a few more years of accumulation, Baili Qiu Xin will not dare to win, but at this moment, the other party's sword intent is still difficult for him to spin.

The swift and thunderous fist continued unabated, and it smashed down against Pei Mu's fists, as if the wheels had run over the insects and ants, and as soon as the two came into contact, the warrior who was born to death was like a heavy blow.

Lao Miaozhu shook off the opponent's joints with just one blow, and even had the remaining strength to turn his fist into a boring and point it on Pei Mu's chest.

"Poof!"

The warrior who flew out upside down slammed into the wall, it stands to reason that such a force is enough to make a big hole in any mud wall, but he doesn't know what the wall rock of the village temple is made of, Pei Mu only felt that his back hit a piece of pig iron, and the force that should have been removed by his body pressed back on his viscera, causing him to lose consciousness in an instant, and he slipped weakly from the wall.

Zhongzhou is the place where the human race is prosperous, and the martial arts of Xihe are the source, and the strong are like forests.

This background, which everyone can memorize backwards, finally appeared on the faces of self-righteous young people in the most intuitive way, and also shattered their vain arrogance.

Baili Qiu Xin, who instantly destroyed Pei Mu, turned around and reversed his elbows, and his thick arms were like wooden stakes, colliding fiercely with the rushing sword blade.

Iron is always harder than bones, but when spiritual power is attached, this is not necessarily true.

The two long swords attached to the fusion sword intent finally pierced Baili Qiu Xin's arm, but after piercing the elbow bone for half an inch, it was difficult to advance an inch.

What shocked Yang Fan even more was the huge suction force coming from the sword, like a magnet absorbing iron, making him unable to move.

Yang Fan knew that this was some kind of subtle skill development, because Lu Xuening had told him that although the simple accumulation of spiritual power could not make a cultivator break the mirror, the growth of spiritual power was real.

The spiritual power stored by the viscera meridians only exists in an inconspicuous way, but in some sects that have studied the body, it is not impossible to mobilize the spiritual power stored in the body.

Obviously, what Yang Fan just encountered was such a situation, if it was only a matter of martial arts combat power, he and Lao Miaozhu would have to fight for a while to determine the winner, but once it changed from a martial arts confrontation to a spiritual power fight, the young Yang Fan and Baili Qiu Xin, who had white eyebrows, were not of the same magnitude at all.

The sword was confiscated, and the three junior brothers lost consciousness again, and the situation was very bad.

Yang Fan had no choice but to point to the same fist method, and continue to deal with the old temple Zhu, and the fight was dangerous.

And as a result, Yang Fan's spiritual power and physical consumption speed are terrifyingly fast, and it is only a matter of time before he loses.

Finally, after a stalemate for another quarter of an hour, Yang Fan was unable to continue and was held by Baili Qiu Xin.

At this point, Tang Tianyu's beheading plan was declared a complete failure.

The good news is that Lao Miaozhu does not seem to have any intention of executing them, or that he has no intention of executing them for the time being.

Just keep them in a dungeon under the village temple.

God knows why there is such a tightly structured dungeon in the dilapidated village temple with ventilation in front and back, but it doesn't have to die right away.

Lao Miaozhu, who had taken in the four people, did not stay in the dungeon for more, but hurriedly climbed back to the village temple along the cellar ladder, perhaps because Yang Fan's six senses were keen enough, and it was more likely that Lao Miaozhu was in a hurry and forgot to close the cellar door.

In short, Yang Fan could vaguely hear the sound of buckets, mopping the floor, and wringing out, which lasted for a long time.

It seems that for Lao Miaozhu, cleaning up the village temple is more important than dealing with a few of their assassins.

Relying on the strong physique of the warrior, the three junior disciples woke up in turn, and it is not difficult to judge from the injury, Lao Miaozhu did not have much murderous intent against the enemy, otherwise after shaking Pei Mu's defense, as long as the boring hand deviated a few inches to the left ventricle, a certain junior brother could directly enter the ground.

So Pei Mu, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, shouted luck, but the other two states were not very good, Tang Nianfan gritted his teeth and straightened his arms, Tang Tianyu rubbed his chest with a calm face, and they were all silent and did not say a word.

It can be seen that this defeat was a great blow to the two arrogant Tang disciples.

If they meet a wealthy family or a descendant of some sect, they can calmly accept defeat, but Baili Qiu Xin is just a little-known village temple Zhu.

The self-confidence accumulated from the first two lessons had already been wiped out at this time, and he even began to doubt his martial arts future.

It was Yang Fan, who had been thinking hard about what since he was imprisoned, and only when all the three junior disciples woke up and began to heal their injuries did he punch his palm like waking up from a dream.

"If you fuse Yang Yan and Aoki sword intent, as long as one sword intent erupts, you can break free from the suction, not only can you cause damage, but you can also pull out the sword!"

For the Xu swordsman, the fusion of sword intent is a difficult topic to get started, difficult to master, and even more difficult to study, and it is worth immersing himself in for a lifetime, and Yang Fan, who accidentally bumped into it, was not satisfied with the fusion of black light and white rainbow, but quickly found a way forward.

Yang Fan, who had figured out the joints, seemed to have forgotten his identity as a prisoner, and casually picked up a half-foot-long grass stalk on the ground, and danced excitedly.

"Senior brother, it's time for you, you're still in the mood to practice swords!"

Pei Mu rubbed his chest and complained with cracked teeth.

"Don't we still have a team leader, even if the mission fails, the team leader won't ignore us. ”

Yang Fan waved the grass stalk in his hand and replied casually.