The moment the magic weapon was damaged, bursts of purple lightning rushed in, and smashed over the ice shield and smashed on the two of them.

Zeng Yushu spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", melting the ice shield in front of him straight to white gas, his ears and nose were bleeding with a hideous face, and most of his beard turned black and turned into ashes, which looked terrifying.

Yi Heng also had convulsions all over his body, his face turned blue, his mind was blank, his heart was beating extremely fast and stopped instantly, and the feeling of death appeared in his soul, but fortunately, the spiritual power flowed back to normal, after all, most of the lightning was shared by Zeng Yushu.

As soon as Xiao Yuanzhou sent out the hammer, the soul thorn had already hit, and he felt a sharp pain in his mind, all kinds of senses disappeared in an instant, and blood also came out of his eyes, nose and ears, but the spiritual fluid was always too powerful, and it recovered in an instant.

At this time, seeing the cold needle approaching, he was shocked, and the raised hands did not have time to lift to the face door, and the ice shield could only just block the heart and the dantian part, and the two needles of the face door shot straight over with a chill without any obstruction.

In a hurry, Xiao Yuanzhou had to turn his head suddenly, and the huge force actually made his neck make a "click" sound.

The cold needle that shot towards the heart and dantian was blocked, passed through the two layers of ice shields, and disappeared again as soon as it was about to fall to the ground.

Although the two needles shot at the face door dodged the center of the eyebrows, they still flew through the left ear silently and quickly, leaving two small blood holes.

"Xiao Yuanzhou, you are looking for death. Yan Changkong, who had just arrived, was furious, and before he could reach a flying sword, he stabbed with a whistling sound.

As soon as everyone heard the whistling sound, the flying sword had already stabbed in front of Xiao Yuanzhou.

Xiao Yuanzhou was so frightened that he didn't have time to cast another spell, so he instinctively blocked it with his right palm, and at the same time his body hurriedly moved to the left.

Yan Changkong was anxious to make the flying sword bigger, only about a foot wide, but the sharp flying sword passed through Xiao Yuanzhou's right palm and then through his right shoulder.

At this time, Yan Changkong fell, blocking in front of Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu.

Yi Hengda breathed a sigh of relief, held Zeng Yushu, wiped his left hand, and threw two top-grade healing pills into Zeng Yushu's mouth.

Yan Changkong saw that the two of them were not worried about their lives, so he stopped talking, pinched the finger with his right hand, and the flying sword behind Xiao Yuanzhou seemed to be guided, turned around and stabbed towards Xiao Yuanzhou's back heart.

Yan Daoyou kept his hand. A shout came from behind the flying sword, and as soon as the sound stopped, a bolt of lightning flew and struck the flying sword.

The flying sword screamed, and he had to fly back in front of Yan Changkong, and at the same time, a figure stood in front of Xiao Yuanzhou.

Yan Changkong fixed his eyes and knew that today would end at most.

"Yuan Daoyou, the rule here is that the three doors stood together back then, could it be that today Zhenmen wants to abolish this rule?" This person is the third generation of Zhenmen's senior brother, Yuan Sichen.

I also fought with this person countless times back then, and his mana was profound, and his strategy was not under him.

"Why did Yan Daoyou say this, this time it was an accident, is it okay to reveal it?" Yuan Sichen already knew the reason, and thought to himself that it would be good if he killed the Qi Refining Cultivator just now, but now that he didn't kill him, he had to admit his loss.

He didn't dare to take the consequences of breaking the rules here.

"Anyway, before the fight, only Qi refining cultivators are allowed to learn from each other, and I hope to keep in mind the Zhenmen. Yan Changkong also knew that no matter how much he was entangled, there would be no result, so it would not be a loss.

Yuan Sichen nodded with a wry smile, and left with Xiao Yuanzhou, whose face was covered with blood, and all the Zhenmen disciples also left with a look of shock, leaving only the Genmen and Yimen people here.

"Very nice. Yan Changkong, who rarely praises people, actually showed a shocked face that had never changed color at this time, and as soon as he came out, he saw Yi Heng's attack.

Although I don't know why Xiao Yuanzhou's facial features are bleeding, and at that moment, he seemed to lose his mind, and he couldn't prevent the two needles that stabbed him in front of the door.

But this Yi Heng's attack speed and strong adaptability surprised him very much, but this is a great thing, I just don't know if the injury will affect the fighting method in the future.

Yi Heng held back his numbness and reluctantly bowed down to thank him, and only after Yan Changkong left, did he carefully check Zeng Yushu's injuries.

As soon as everyone saw the foundation building monk leaving, they were in an uproar, and they all looked at Yi Heng with a shocked look, this person could really hurt the foundation building monk.

Although those two needles only pierced the ear, the injuries caused were not important, but after all, they really injured the Tsukiji monk.

But what was the matter with the bleeding of the monk's facial features? Could it be that this person did it? If so, then it was really amazing.

"Tu Daoyou, but it's still better?" Xiao Wuji on the stage was also surprised when he saw the scene just now, and when he saw Tu Qunguang who was still in a daze on the other side, he asked.

"Compared to what, the Qi refining period can be so strong, how dare we be ugly?" Tu Qunguang, who reacted, said helplessly with a wry smile on his face.

"Also, my Senior Brother Yi is so strong that I am ashamed, I don't compare, go back. Xiao Wuji instantly turned from an extremely surprised smile to a wry smile, floated off the stage, and walked towards Yi Heng with Feng Wufear.

Zeng Yushu had already passed out in a coma, his whole body was convulsed, his face was black, and his hair was gone, but fortunately, the two healing pills were very timely, and the internal organ injuries were recovering.

Yi Heng's spiritual power traveled all over his body, and the flesh and blood that had been damaged by the lightning strike slowly became bloody.

Feng Wuxing and the others looked at Zeng Yushu who was unconscious, and they could only comfort and comfort Yi Heng, and then left quietly.

The people outside the door passed on the Yimen family, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, today's battle shocked them very much, they thought that Yi Heng could escape with his life was just luck, but now it seems that it is a big mistake.

If there was a slight carelessness in the fighting method just now, the path of life and death would be eliminated immediately, and the monk who was close to the middle stage of foundation building struck with all his strength, who of you here could take over Yu Wei?

Although Zeng Yushu blocked most of the attacks, the rest was not something that the Qi Refining Period could withstand.

But Yi Heng not only took it, but even fought back, not only counterattacked, but also injured the Zhuji monk, it didn't seem to be seriously injured on the surface, but the bleeding of the facial features was terrifying.

"Let's go, I originally thought that there was only a sixty percent chance of winning this fight, but now it seems that there are more than eighty percent, but why didn't the little junior sister and Li Yijia go today?"

As soon as the color of the wind was fearless and the wry smile disappeared, it was replaced by a calm and calm that has not changed for many years.

"Those two people are probably telling the uncles to explain the details of the fight. Xiao Wuji replied.

"I just hope that if these two can't win, they can also consume each other's spiritual power!" Feng Wuxing and the others left while talking, and finally they were elated, thinking that they had expectations for this fight.

"I finally know the pain of my master. Late at night, Zeng Yushu woke up, and he said in a deep voice when he was weak.

Yi Heng looked at him, his skin was scorched, his hair was all turned to ashes, but his muscles did not atrophy, there were tears in his eyes, and his face was painful, but it was actually the master Liu Hathan who was mentioned.

"I suffered these injuries caused by one person, and if I doubled the damage, I'm afraid I would become like a master, but now I feel that most of my life has gone, and my recovery is very slow and slow. ”