"Boss, run. The eager voice of the hairy eagle sounded in his head.

No longer hesitating, his right hand hurriedly pinched the law, only to see a cloud of air in front of him instantly solidify into a flying sword, stabbing towards the monk more than ten zhang away.

Before he could see the result, his right hand kept waving, and in an instant, the air in front of him surged rapidly, solidifying into various shapes, attacking Mai Friar from all directions.

Lang Youfu still had a smile on his face, but it froze in an instant, and he hurriedly waved his shield up and down.

But when he blocked the flying sword that attacked first, he knew that the original blow against the sky was actually swung by this person, and now it was attacked like this in all directions, how could he prevent it? Who is this person?

Lang Youfu, who was desperate in his heart, received the talisman in his hand, and his spiritual sense was swept away in an emergency, knowing that the boss was on the way to come, and the tea was about to arrive.

Just wanted to laugh out loud, but was pierced through his throat by a flying sword condensed by air, blood was spitting out his big mouth, his eyes were staring at Yi Heng, but his figure suddenly fell.

With so many attacks in a few breaths, Yi Heng also felt a little weak, but he didn't have time to think about it, he reached out and grabbed the flying sword floating in the air, and his body quickly fell, passing past the Mai monk, and when he flew up again, there was already a storage bag on his waist.

At this time, the sound of the Mai monk falling into the woods was heard, and at this time, the foundation monk in the rear was only more than a hundred miles away.

No longer retaining his strength, he pinched the law with both hands, and the word "Xun" appeared, instantly integrated into the hole flute, and flew into the distance, leaving only the "woo" sound behind him.

The speed of the Zhuji monk is really amazing, and the tea kung fu has already flown here, and when he glanced at the monk on the ground, he did not stop any more, but used the greatest spiritual power to inject the flying sword under his feet, and pursued it at a faster speed.

The Taiyin River, the waves are surging, this river is rumored to pass through the 100,000 mountains of the three major Jedi, straight to the boundless sea, but no one dares to go down the river to try the truth.

It flows in from all over the country, passing through countless underground rivers, countless mountains and deep caves, and finally flows into the boundless sea.

At this time, in the mountains, on the Taiyin River, two monks stood in the air.

"Daoyou is a foundation building monk, and the definition of cultivating immortals is very famous, and now he has surrendered his identity to hunt down here, why?"

This person is Yi Heng, who fled all the way from the Tianli Mountain Range to this place, and the flight speed of the foundation building monk is really not comparable to the Qi refining period, after all, the spiritual qi is liquid, and the power is increased exponentially.

Although he had two more days to get close to the mountain gate, he had to save his spiritual power to deal with the immediate danger.

Facing the Monk Zhuji, it would be false to say that he was not panicking, he was chased and killed last time, and he didn't even see what that person looked like, and now he is facing it again, is it still the same as at the beginning?

The six bear claw pins spun rapidly behind their backs, ready to attack, and the thick ice shield on their chests occupied most of their minds.

"Daoyou don't need to delay, all the ants under the foundation are sent to the Taoist on the road. "You Cheng, who was still a little hesitant, no longer hesitated at this time, although this place is closer to Yimen, but it is just a cup of tea to solve this person, so there is no need to worry too much.

After speaking, before Yi Heng could reply, a flash flashed in front of him, and a black and swarthy thing roared in.

Yi Heng's right hand immediately waved, and the air solidified into a small mountain and hit the black thing head-on.

With a "bang", there was a sound of metal colliding, and the surrounding air was blown apart by a gust of wind, and even the sound of the river flowing twenty feet below seemed to be drowned out.

Yi Heng's blood churned for a while, but he finally slowed down the speed and strength of the swarthy thing, and when he smashed into the ice shield in front of him, although the ice shield was broken, he was no longer able to move forward.

It's just that Yi Heng retreated five or six feet away in the air, his throat was sweet, as if he was about to vomit blood, but he endured it again.

But after all, it was blocked, although this was a casual blow, but it was sent by Zhuji, at this time he also saw clearly this black and swarthy thing, it turned out to be like gold and not gold, and it was melted together, but I am afraid that the power of smashing people with this is not the strength of Zhuji at all.

You Cheng was not surprised to see him blocking it, after all, a monk who can kill the third child in a few breaths, how can he not have the slightest strength, but his magic weapon has not been completed, and now I am afraid that he will be ridiculed by this person.

Since he heard that this person has a high-grade Gathering Spirit Pill, he can't bother to think about it if he has one or two pills, but when he hears that there are a few bottles, he can't help but be unmoved.

After building the foundation by luck two years ago, I found that it was even more difficult to build the foundation and cultivate to improve, if there was no pill or spirit gathering array, I am afraid that this life would only be in the early stage.

"Sure enough, there is some strength, but if this is the case, I think I can escape, I'm afraid it's whimsical. ”

The swarthy thing returned to the front of him, got enough spiritual power, and smashed at Yi Heng again, so fast that it brought out a burst of afterimages.

Since Yi Heng had already made up his mind, he was no longer afraid, he pinched the law with both hands, and the air in front of him surged, instantly solidifying into three magic weapons, a shield, a small mountain, and a small hammer.

The shield leaped out first, blocking directly in front of it, and then the hill headed head-on, and the hammer followed.

As soon as he made contact, the shield shattered and dispersed into air, Yi Heng couldn't hold back any longer, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The hill was broken again, and the hammer was scattered, but the swarthy thing was exhausted, and it flew back in front of the monk in an instant.

Yi Heng flew back more than ten feet, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he finally stabilized his figure.

At this time, there were three loud bangs, and the river seemed to have stopped flowing at this time.

Yi Heng stopped talking, and with a pinch of his left hand, the six bear claw needles behind him disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the door of the Zhuji monk.

One after the other, in a straight line, each spinning so fast that it looks like there is only one.

The foundation building monk was also surprised, but without hesitation, an umbrella-shaped magic weapon appeared in time and spun in front of him, just in time to block the bear claw needle.

Six "squeaks" sounded, and the bear claw needle was bounced off, but when it flew into the air, it quickly reversed and stabbed towards the Tsukiji monk from several sides.

You Chengxin, who felt that the magic weapon was damaged, sank, judging from the block just now, this needle must be the best magic weapon, who is this person? Could it be the person who was rumored more than ten years ago?

Before he had time to think, his body quickly retreated, avoiding the bear claw needle flying from the side, and several ice shields instantly appeared behind him, and the umbrella-shaped magic weapon in front of him spun again.

The retracted bear claw needle spun rapidly behind him, and Yi Heng's face was solemn, "Do you really want to sacrifice the Bagua Plate?" But if you don't die with one blow, the Bagua Plate will be exposed, if you let this person escape, I'm afraid there will be no place for me to stand in the Immortal Cultivation Realm." ”

Looking at the umbrella-shaped magic weapon, this medium-grade magic weapon can just resist this kind of needle-shaped magic weapon, but at this time, there are already a few small holes, and the three ice shields behind him can only block those two needles.

You Cheng, who was frightened and heartbroken, was already sure at this time that this person must be the Yi Men personal legend who was rumored to be hunted down by the Zhuji monk, Yi Heng, the Qi refining monk who was chased and killed by the Zhuji monk, was actually standing in front of him at this time.