At this time, Yi Heng no longer looked like a lost dog, but like a hungry wolf, appearing by his side from time to time, taking the lives of one or several monks in an instant.

Even if the spiritual sense is locked, when he really comes, there is still no chance to fight back.

Shen Tutian had already sent the news back, and the Xue family patriarch was already furious, so Yuanying Monk naturally wouldn't pull down his face and make a move, especially when this matter had already been known to the entire continent.

Helpless, the Xue family only has a high-priced reward, no matter who or region, as long as they can kill this person, return the body and the storage bag on their body, and reward 20 million spirit stones.

But to the Xue family's shock, this bounty did not attract more monks to go, because at this time, there were several news in various cities that did not know whether it was true or false.

The Xue family's foundation building foundation Great Perfection cultivator has been beheaded, and it is impossible to kill Yi Heng unless Yuan Ying makes a move.

The Iron Sword Alliance, the largest sect in Gongzhou, issued a statement that no monks on the foundation were allowed to make a move, because they had already had disciples who had already been trained.

Behind Yi Heng is the Hidden World Sect, and there will be great power coming soon.

Yi Heng was the top genius of the continent, and it was as easy as slaughtering a dog to kill ordinary monks.

Countless state-level sects have already sent people to contact Yi Heng and want to recruit them.

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Such news quickly spread throughout the entire Southwest Continent, and it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, which instantly made all the sects and all the monks dare not act rashly.

Within a day, Gongzhou Yuanrui Mansion became the center of the entire Southwest Continent, and countless teleportation charms shot out in all directions, and then passed through various cities, bringing them to every corner of the continent.

After Yi Heng killed the sixteen monks in the four heavens at Tianmu Peak, Shen Tutian led the four people to only dare to watch from afar.

But Yi Heng did not relax because of this, the second batch of monks from all over the country finally arrived, and at a glance, I was afraid that there were hundreds.

He immediately knew that even if he had comprehended some kind of mystery in the multi-day battle, he could be several times easier when facing the enemy, and the control of the spiritual fluid was extremely accurate, but he had to flee forward again.

Therefore, at the dawn of the fifth day, while the hundreds of monks who had come to the siege had not yet reached an agreement, they once again exerted their might.

The Bagua Plate cooperated with the Zijin Flying Sword to drive the "Earth Emperor Divine Sword Technique" to kill more than 30 monks on the spot.

At this time, he also let go of his scruples, and he found that on this continent, as long as you have strength, no matter what kind of magic weapon and exercise you have, if you can keep it, no one will have an opinion.

Therefore, after the Bagua Disc was used, there was nothing wrong with the monks who came to besiege him, except for the red light from their eyes.

The more than 30 monks who were killed by him were all killed on the spot in addition to letting Shen Tutian go, and all the monks who followed him were killed on the spot, and since then, the more than 50 monks of the Xue family who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection have all been destroyed.

Of course, the Xue family also had a monk in the late stage of foundation building, who also died in vain, when Shen Tutian yelled "Chi Xiang", he immediately knew that this monk was He Beiqiu's enemy, Xue Chixiang.

Immediately put his body into a storage bag, leaving only the sound of Shen Tutian crying and shouting, and did not kill him.

He wanted to make Shen Tutian feel helpless and hopeless.

Just after dawn, in the haze, the monks who were getting closer and closer dozens of miles away surrounded him, he cheered up, looked for a gap, and flew over Tianmu Peak to seize the road.

"Who said he wouldn't leave Tianmu Peak?" the monks who surrounded him were caught off guard by the direction he was leaving.

Looking at the more than thirty dead heads halfway up Tianmu Peak, the bright red blood and white flying snow under their feet were mixed together, and the battlefield was full of stumps and broken bodies, and everyone exuded a coldness from their hearts.

"Huang Daoyou, whether to chase him or not now, we have four or five hundred monks here, are we still afraid of him?"

"Yes, if you don't seize the opportunity, I'm afraid that there will be sect disciples or monks from other state mansions in front of you, and when the time comes, how can you get a piece of the pie?"

The monk surnamed Huang seemed to have a lot of prestige here, and he looked brave, but there was a slight retreat in his pupils.

Others didn't know, how could he not know? The fight just now was only half a cup of tea, but that person shuttled through dozens of magic weapon attacks, as if he was acting with dozens of monks.

But he knew that this was definitely not acting, but a life-and-death fight.

There is only one possibility for this situation to occur, and that is that this son has already realized the Tao rhyme, at least half a point.

It is rumored that only top geniuses can fight to the death, and the more they fight, the stronger they become, because they have realized the charm of this way.

Any attack of a monk of the same rank, its strength or weakness, its trajectory, its beginning, its back hand, there is nothing to hide in this rhyme.

Therefore, he can easily shuttle through it, and can use the least amount of spiritual fluid to kill people like slaughtering cats and dogs, without blood.

Of course, it does not mean that such a monk is invincible, as long as the number of monks is sufficient, he can also surround and kill on the spot.

After all, no matter how little spiritual fluid there is, there is a time when it is consumed, and there is a time when it is strong and mentally exhausted.

It's just that the number of monks here is definitely enough, but each has its own thoughts, can they work together to encircle and kill?

"When the flesh reaches the mouth, how can others open their mouths and chase it? The monk surnamed Huang did not change his previous courage and roared.

Hundreds of monks, since they dared to come here, they were naturally not cowardly, and with a loud roar, they immediately chose to forget all the stumps in front of them.

Yi Heng felt very comfortable at this time, and once again experienced that mysterious feeling, so he fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.

At this time, pick all the important contents of the storage bag you just got and transfer them to your storage bag.

Now for myself, the pill is the most important.

But to the disappointment, thirty-two monks,

Among the thirty-two storage bags, there were very few pills.

Obviously, not all monks are like him, and they always have enough elixirs in their storage bags.

If an ordinary monk has a Qingling Pill, I am afraid that it has long been used for cultivation, and only a few are available when they go out to explore and enter the secret realm, and in normal times, there are only a few of them, or none at all.

Holding twenty-one medium-grade healing pills and fifteen medium-grade Qingling pills in his hand, he was speechless.

The road ahead is long, and I don't know how many ambushes lie ahead.

If Gou Youwei is well operated, the local monks are probably the pile behind him, and only the local monks can gather hundreds of them.

If there is one in the front, it is estimated that it is the children of the sect, or the foreign state and foreign government.

The disciples of the sect naturally disdained dozens of monks to rush up, and the foreign states and foreign mansions came in a hurry, where could they gather as many as they could?

At this time, there was only half of the spiritual fluid in the dantian, and the soul power had not recovered much, but he actually felt full of confidence.

As long as it wasn't dozens or hundreds of people at the same time, he was very confident to break out.

It is estimated that the Xue family is no longer able to stop it, and the major city gates will not be specially guarded.

Now, it is no longer the Xue family that needs to deal with him, but the monks who have flocked to the city.

As long as you kill them, kill them, and you can easily enter the city.

Four thousand miles away, is Tianmu Peak.

12,000 miles away, is the closest Linfeng City to Yuanrui Mansion City.

Strive to return to Yuanrui Mansion before Xi Yin wakes up next time, and strive to kill the monks in front of him and behind him on the road of 12,000 miles.

While thinking, he quickly fled, and the monk behind him was already two hundred miles away, and suddenly, in his spiritual sense, four figures from a hundred miles away stood in the air, blocking the way, making him almost stop galloping in fright.

Even if they are far apart, the four people and four pairs of eyes are staring at the direction they are heading, as if the mountain range is so wide that they can't hide from it wherever they fly.

As expected, the future is full of obstacles, but it is not tens or hundreds, but although the number of people is small, they have the courage to do so, and they naturally have excellent skills.

Wisps of sword qi emanated from their bodies, and dozens of feet of snow flew around the four of them, and they all turned into smithereens, without touching their bodies at all.

In a few moments, the snow in that area of dozens of feet was a cut short of other places.

If these four people are not disciples of the Great Gate Sect, they are the children of the big family, and he secretly said in his heart, since he can't hide, there is no need to hide anymore.

flew straight to fifty zhang away, and looked at each other with the four of them.

"Yi Daoyou, a disciple of the Mingxin Sword Sect, Shu Mou and the four of them have admired the name for a long time, and they didn't want to take advantage of the danger of Daoyou, but there are chasing soldiers behind Daoyou, and there is an ambush in front, if you miss this time, it is inevitable to regret it, please." ”

What surprised him was that the four people in front of him were so blatantly trying to kill themselves.

Isn't the Mingxin Sword Sect the one in charge of the twenty-first city of Yuanrui Mansion? No wonder he is so imposing, and the four eyes like sheathed swords make him feel more deeply at this time, and he really deserves to be a disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Four Taoist friends, don't you think it's unfair to have four to one?"

The elder monk in the middle was slightly embarrassed on his face, but then returned to normal, and said loudly: "Yi Daoyou's reputation is too great, if you are alone, it will be difficult to force out the subtlety of Daoyou's Dao rhyme, and I hope that Daoyou will not hesitate to give advice." ”

"Dao Yun?" A question mark popped up in Yi Heng's heart, it turned out that these four people wanted to see Dao Yun, could it be that the kind of mystery that he inadvertently comprehended was called Dao Yun?

But his face became extremely solemn, these four people did not come for fame or wealth, but for seeing the rhyme, such a monk is really terrifying.

Even if it is spread out in four to one, causing their reputation to plummet and the sect to be humiliated, they will not hesitate to do so, this is the way of sword cultivation?

"Please. His face was straight, and he arched his hand slightly, at this time, as if he was back on the island, in the middle of the Yimen, and the disciples of the same sect were fighting, and his heart was extremely serious.

This is not a simple fight, this is respect for the opponent, respect for the Tao.

The four of them also bowed in return, and suddenly their left hand pinched their fingers at the same time, and with a "whoosh", four silver flying swords appeared in front of them, about two feet, extremely agile.

"Magic weapon?" he was shocked, could it be that these four people didn't even know that they had magic weapons?

"Fellow Daoists, give advice before, ask the heart sword technique. The four of them roared, and the four flying swords "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" disappeared in front of them.

Mingxin Sword School, the sword technique of asking the heart is the main sword technique, asking the heart, where the heart moves, is where the sword is.

But Yi Heng's eyes did not move, his face remained unchanged, his body did not move, and he was still stabbed by the four flying swords.

The flying sword disappeared in front of the four of him and stabbed Yi Heng, but in a breath, when he inhaled again, his body was like an illusion, twisting in place dozens of times, and the four flying swords just passed by.

The faces of the four of them showed a look of joy, and the monk in the middle arched his hand again, and said loudly: "Yi Dao Youguo has realized the Tao rhyme, and when I see it today, even if I die in an instant, I have no regrets, please." ”

Yi Heng moved slightly, could it be that this rhyme is really difficult to understand, but he also understood that it was just a random temptation by the four of them just now.

Once it is determined that he is indeed good, he will naturally go all out to make another move.

"Please. With a swipe of his left hand, a purple flying sword appeared in front of him, and since the other party was so upright, he was embarrassed to sacrifice the magic weapon.

But after a few moments, he regretted it.

The hundreds of monks who had chased after them stood in a daze in the snow more than ten miles away, not daring to step forward for half a minute, nor to talk loudly.

In the place of fierce battle ahead, within a radius of two or three miles, there was sword qi everywhere, and all the mountains, rocks and trees within that range were all shattered in that sword qi.

Even if it was about ten miles away, I felt that the skin on my body was cut back and forth by the extremely sharp sword qi, and it was stinging.

Everyone couldn't help but be discouraged, seeing such a subtle sword technique, seeing the sharpness of sword cultivation, where would they not be ashamed?

However, there are countless monks with ecstatic faces, and secretly said in their hearts, fight, fight to the end, and if you lose both, you will do it together.

Yi Heng was unintentionally at this time, and gradually turned into a snowman cultivator behind him, his mind was extremely concentrated, constantly twisting his body in the air, and his hands were even more anxious to pinch his fingers to control the purple flying sword.

"Ding, ding" There was a crisp sound from time to time, which was the sound of his purple flying sword struggling to open and fly the opponent's flying sword.

Only by constantly picking off one of the opponent's flying swords can he barely dodge the three flying swords that attack him.

The silent sword qi constantly surrounded the whole body, and if you didn't pay attention to it, it would bring out a bloody mark.

Ask the heart of the sword, the sword moves with the heart, the heart desires, the sword edge even.

He was sweating more and more, and at the same time, he was secretly glad in his heart, if he had met these people a few days earlier, and he hadn't comprehended the Dao rhyme, he would definitely not be able to last so long with just a flying sword.

At this time, he found that his "Earth Emperor Divine Sword Technique" was not enough, and the purple flying sword, which was absolutely flexible before, seemed so clumsy compared to the opponent's flying sword at this time.

"Ding, ding" I'm afraid that half of the ten swords can't be blocked, and the rest is all dodging, but even if you comprehend half of the rhyme, it is difficult to dodge all of them when the whole body is full of sword energy.

"Poof", a cold on his back, he knew that the first scar had begun, and the second one was still far away?

"Puff, puff" Half a cup of tea passed, and the back was covered with blood marks, and the regular sword marks continued to cut the skin, but it was not deep, but he knew that it would definitely get deeper slowly.

There is no trace of it on the front.

"It's a pity that Daoist friends only comprehend half of the Dao rhyme, and there are any magic weapons and exercises that can be used, and there is only one sword for sword cultivation. ”

The other party was a disciple of the Great Sect after all, and seeing that he only sacrificed a flying sword, he was a little cramped, and his back was constantly injured, so he couldn't help but slow down the sword momentum and spoke.

"Yes, although we are envious of the power of Daoyun, but today is not a competition, if you don't go all out, I'm afraid that you will die on the spot, and we don't need to be responsible for life and death. ”

Yi Heng Hengxi, originally afraid that if he injured or killed these four people, he would cause more trouble, Xi Yin was still in Yuanrui Mansion, if he was detected, wouldn't it be bad?

Since these four people are so atmospheric, I think the Mingxin Sword Sect is also very atmospheric.

Since sword cultivation is a sword that breaks through ten thousand laws, and he is not a sword cultivator, how can he use his own weakness to fight the strength of the enemy?

But thinking of this, he laughed out loud, "Haha, what a Mingxin Sword Sect, sure enough, the disciple of the gate, Yi Mou was offended." ”

With a move of the left hand, the purple flying sword disappeared, and then the purple gold flying sword rotated in front of him, and the gossip disk also appeared on the left hand.

"Xun, for the wind, for the dry, for the sky. With a loud roar, two words appeared on the gossip plate.

Hundreds of monks ten miles away behind him quietly watched the five of them fight, escalating from a scuffle to a life-and-death fight, from one attack and one defense to a fierce attack against each other.

Once that figure sacrificed the magic weapon and the disc thing, the four monks of the Mingxin Sword Sect who had stopped in place did not dare to stop in place.

The flying sword keeps defending, but even if the sword cultivation is a sword that breaks ten thousand laws, in front of the magic weapon, how can it please you?

Hundreds of monks were already covered with a thick layer of snow, like dwarf trees that had grown here in the first place, and there was no movement at all.

It's just that his eyes blink occasionally, shaking off the little snow above his eyebrows, and in the eyeballs, the figure is holding a disc in his left hand and controlling the purple gold flying sword in his right hand, constantly shuttling in the air, bringing out a string of phantoms.

From time to time, a Xun character appeared on the disk, or it was integrated into the body, or it was blessed with the purple gold flying sword, but whether it was the body or the flying sword, once the word was obtained, the speed immediately became four or five times the original, and the phantom was generated in this way.

From time to time, a dry character appears, and once this dry character appears, the opponent must all withdraw their flying swords to defend with all their might, but they are still constantly injured.

Is this how powerful this person is?

Comprehend the rhyme, the magic weapon is powerful, and the exercises are unparalleled.

Half an hour later, the two sides seemed to be running out of strength, and although the fight was much slower, the injuries were getting heavier and heavier.

"Poof" again, a blood mark finally appeared on the chest of that figure, and the front of the body was injured, indicating that the spirit and soul were consumed too much, although they knew the strength and trajectory of the flying sword, the starting and back hands, but they were powerless to dodge the defense.

With a "bang", a small hole was pierced in the right chest of one of the four opponents, and the flying sword that returned to the defense was still slow for a moment.

"Kill. With a loud roar, hundreds of snowmen burst into the sky, offering hundreds of magic weapons towards the place where the five of them were fighting.

At this time, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and it was also a time when they were about to run out, and this monk was very accurate.

After this time, the winner is decided, and the two sides leave separately, and who can hold the man back?

Yi Heng was not surprised in his heart, these hundreds of monks were able to endure until now, they must have accurate calculations, but how could they be counted as him?

If you can pull these four people to help you, then hundreds of people behind you will definitely throw a rat trap, which is a good thing.

However, his plans were shattered in an instant, and his heart kept falling.

I saw that the hundreds of magic weapons that attacked not only attacked him, but even the four people did not let go.

Aren't these scattered cultivators afraid of retaliation from the Mingxin Sword Sect afterwards?

On the contrary, the four people on the opposite side were not surprised, and as soon as their minds moved, the four flying swords returned to the defense one after another, and at the same time, their bodies shot violently in all directions, as if they had long expected this attack.