The 30,000 disciples of the Southern Sect looked at the disciples of the Aoki Sect in unison, and they held all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons in their hands.

And the two ancestors of the south gate also stood in mid-air, silent.

Behind the monks, there was also a Nanlinmen Ancestor, who had no expression on his face and never moved.

This person's cultivation in the Jindan period is still the ancestor of the South Linmen, which makes Li Yu feel a little strange! The cultivation of immortals has always been respected by the strong, and this man's cultivation in the Jindan period is only the ancestor of the South Linmen in the past, but now the two ancestors in the South Linmen are already the ancestors of the Yuan Infancy, and he can still serve as the ancestor of the South Linmen who has long been reborn! This really makes Yu feel a little incomprehensible......

The man was now looking at the rain, his expression had not changed in the slightest, his silence was not because of the rain!

After Aoki Sect calmed down for a few breaths, Ye Yirong suddenly smiled, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. It was as if he had just gotten some important information in those few breaths, and when he looked at Yu Yu, there was a sense of ridicule in his expression!

At this time, Ye Yirong seemed to see through the rain, as if he had concluded that the rain had no means! Now that the rain was in such a posture, in his opinion, it was purely pretending!

Ye Yirong smiled calmly, his big sleeves shook, and suddenly two red blood lights appeared in his hands again, and his eyes were full of murderous intent!

Yan Yu also felt this at this time, but her heart was still like water, she didn't believe that Ye Yirong dared to really kill herself!

Ye Yirong looked at the rain, his murderous aura boiled, and suddenly his body wanted to rush forward, but suddenly a suffocating cultivation appeared, and a roar of anger followed!

In the distance, a figure appeared, this person was imposing like a rainbow and wearing a suit of black armor. There is a golden carving on this black armor, and the appearance of a golden dragon makes it impossible not to look at it! He is wearing a black helmet, and a thick evil aura is released from his helmet, the only eyes that are exposed, without reservation.

The black-armored monk roared, and a powerful coercion also shrouded the Aoki battlefield with the appearance of this person.

When the black-armored monk came from the sky, the disciples of the surrounding southern sect were forced to spread out a path, causing this person to go straight to Ye Yirong!

Ye Yirong looked sideways with cold eyes, this black-armored monk who suddenly arrived, in addition to doubts in his eyes, there was also murderous intent! He could feel that this black-armored monk was a cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm! But it was obviously higher than himself......

The monks on the battlefield of the Aoki Sect were all breathless by the powerful coercion brought by the black-armored monks, and even the realm could not operate smoothly.

Looking at the painful expressions of the disciples of the Southern Linmen Sect and the figures that were about to fall into the air, Ye Yirong and Chu Nanfei flicked their robes at the same time, and immediately a violent wind swept through, dissolving the coercion of the cultivation that accompanied the appearance of the black-armored monk.

The black-armored monk finally stood outside the Aoki Sect and looked at Yu Yu and the others.

At the same time, Chu Nanfei also avoided the sharpness of the black-armored monk and stood beside Ye Yirong.

And Ye Yirong, just after being silent for a moment, looked at the black-armored monk, and said in a solemn tone, "People who are not Tianxuan, if you dare to participate in the affairs of Tianxuan, don't blame Ye for being unkind to you......"

After hearing this, the black-armored monk took his eyes off Yan Yu and the others, turned around and replied coldly to Ye Yirong, "I only protect Aoki!"

As soon as these words came out, a look of disbelief appeared on Ye Yirong's face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a little silence, Ye Yirong looked at the black-armored monk and said in a cold tone, "Bao Aoki, you have to die!"

Ye Yirong's words were very decisive, but the black-armored monk did not react at all.

After half a ring, he glanced coldly at the Nanlinmen monk in front of him, and Ye Yirong Chu Nanfei.

These people, in his eyes, are not important!

But in the end, his gaze fell on the body of a male cultivator and he couldn't move.

Ye Yirong and Chu Nanfei also saw the strangeness of the black-armored monk, but they didn't say anything, waiting for his answer.

"Let go of these juniors, and the Aoki Sect ......will disappear from now on," a cold glint flashed in his eyes for a while, and the black-armored monk finally closed his eyes and said.

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Aoki Sect who were sitting cross-legged in the air all looked at the rain one by one, and they all thought that this was what the rain had said before, and it was also the only hope for the rain!

Although some disciples were using the technique of sound transmission to ask themselves, Yan Yu did not answer, but was just using two minds.

The sudden appearance of the black-armored monk did make Yan Yu a little surprised, but what surprised her the most was the strange gaze that the black-armored monk looked at one person.

Ye Yirong and Chu Nanfei naturally heard the words of the black-armored monk, but they did not reply in a hurry, but were talking with their divine senses.

In the end, Ye Yirong frowned, as if casually glanced at it, behind the black-armored monk, wearing a red long skirt, with a clear rain in his eyes, before he spoke, "Only one person!"

When the black-armored monk heard this, he was silent for a long time, and although his face was obscured by the black helmet, he could also see his hesitation.

"Well, I'll protect the ......woman in red," the black-armored monk sighed.

At the same time, Yu Yu's eyes also returned to normal, and the guess in her heart seemed to have been answered!

As for the conversation between this black-armored monk and Ye Yirong, Li Yu naturally heard it, but he didn't care! Because Yan Yu knew in his heart that at most, after a day at most, his master would inevitably rely on the large teleportation array of the Ghost Sect to teleport over! At that time, what else could she be afraid of......

This kind of realm is already at the peak of the Tianxuan Continent, and no one can match it! What's more, his own master is still the ancestor of the Ghost Sect!

At this time, Ye Yirong and Chu Nanfei did not speak, but their eyes had already acquiesced.

Seeing this, the black-armored monk turned around, looked at the rain sitting in the protective formation, and slowly spoke.

"I have some relationship with Aoki Ancestor, and I have received his favor! I will save your life today to repay the kindness of the year......

With that, he stretched out his hand, hoping that Yu Yu would walk out of the protective formation and leave with him.

After hearing this, Yu Yu did stand up, but at the same time, her realm cultivation also burst out, holding the forbidden heaven ruler in her hand, sweeping away the previous feeling of weakness, especially the confident look on her face.

The black-armored monk said lightly and wanted to speak, but at this time, the rain took the first step to speak.

"Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, but the juniors will not steal their lives! The seniors can rest assured, the juniors will not die here, and the juniors' peers will naturally not die outside their own sect!"

After saying this, Yan Yu looked calm, looking at Ye Yirong and Chu Nanfei's direction with great interest.

But her eyes were not at these two people, but at the person who was in the Jindan period and could become the ancestor of the Southern Gate.

Seeing Yu Yu looking at him like this, this Nanlinmen Ancestor narrowed his eyes without passing it, and his expression changed slightly......

Stepping out of the protective formation, the red dress and black hair fluttering in the wind.

The more than 100 Aoki Sect disciples sitting behind Yan Yu couldn't help but feel comforted one by one, and their eyes were also full of admiration when they looked at Yan Yu!

There was only one person, looking at the rain with a strange look. This person is the sixth generation boy who has been sitting next to Shui Jingmei and has always had a gloomy face.

The disciples of the Aoki Sect all knew in their hearts that the rain was still the same rain and would not change because of time! And the sixth boy also understood that the beasts in red were not normal people......

Hearing Yan Yu's words, the black-armored monk looked uncertain, and only spoke after a while.

"I am not a cultivator of the Heavenly Xuan, although I have received the favor of your ancestor, it is not enough for me to wait for you and fight against the cultivation of the Heavenly Xuan...... It's not easy to save your life, you have to think about it......"

Yan Yu seemed to be smiling at this time, she heard the words of this black-armored monk very clearly! This person's cultivation in the Yuan Infant Realm, Yan Yu naturally felt the truth! From beginning to end, she had never really believed in this black-armored monk!

The ancestor in his own sect, but he is only in the realm of the Great Manchu Yuan in the Jindan Period, how can he have a favor to a monk who is not a cultivator of Tianxuan, and has such a realm, in the eyes of Yu Yu, this matter is half-true and half-false, and it cannot be fully believed!

"Seniors, juniors have their own proportions!" said Yu with a fist salute.

The black-armored monk wore a helmet, and he could only see his eyes, but he couldn't see the man's expression. After listening to Yan Yu's answer, he was also silent.

But only a moment later, the black-armored monk shook his head and said helplessly, "I can only help you for one day! After one day, you wait for life and death to have nothing to do with me......

As soon as the black-armored monk said this, a golden long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and this sword had a dragon-shaped pattern, full of kingly aura and rich aura.

At the same time, Ye Yirong was silent, seeing the black-armored monk like this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and after sneering, two red blood balls appeared in his hands again.

Between the two, without opening a word, they both rushed out and started a big fight.

For a while, the blood ball in Ye Yirong's hand and the golden long sword of the black-armored man struck together, and a strong spell fluctuation erupted.

And the disciples of Nanlinmen also began to retreat outward, not daring to approach these two people!

Chu Nanfei showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth at this time. The whole person looked at Ye Yirong and the black-armored monk who were fighting.

After a little silence, his cultivation also burst out and rushed forward.

But his target was not Ye Yirong and the people in black armor who were fighting in mid-air, but Yan Yu and the others behind them!

For the previous incident of pretending to be the ancestor of the Ghost Sect Transformation Divine Period, he almost deceived himself and almost made a big mistake! This Chu Nanfei has never been able to let go of this matter in his heart, and it is difficult not to care about it......

In his opinion, if the rain does not die, the disciples of the Aoki Sect behind her will also die! He wants to use the blood of these people to commemorate his miscalculation!

Yan Yu stood in mid-air, holding the forbidden ruler in his hand, and when he saw this scene, he grinned and shook his head again and again.

Chu Nanfei was just about to approach the rain when his eyes flashed, as if he had noticed a hint of danger. He suddenly stopped, looked up, and his face changed dramatically.

I saw that above my head, two slowly moving whirlpools appeared at some point. The light of forbidden magic within this vortex tumbled violently, and two huge hands were slowly stretched out from the vortex.

These two giant hands, which seemed to be composed of forbidden light, directly grabbed Chu Nanfei in mid-air as soon as they appeared, making him tremble.

Although he had the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage to protect his body, he could also feel that his body was about to burst.

Chu Nanfei didn't have time to think about it, and slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a purple long knife flew out of the bag, and with a slight shake, it turned into more than ten zhang large, and slashed fiercely towards the two whirlpools in the air.

Seeing this, Yu Yu smiled silently, her forbidden magic powers, she knew best, how could she be easily cracked by this Chu Nanfei! Even if he was in the realm of the Yuan Infant Stage, it was impossible to crack it!

An earth-shattering sound sounded between the purple long knife and the two whirlpools, and the purple long knife seemed to have slashed at the steel, but it could only make the whirlpool in the air bounce slightly.

The two whirlpools were still unmoving, and the giant hand stretched out from the whirlpool still grabbed Chu Nanfei unchanged, and even pulled him towards the whirlpool.

Seeing this, Chu Nanfei pursed his lips, and his heart moved, wanting to use the technique of moving to escape the predicament. But he found that his shifting technique had no effect after being cast, and he was completely trapped by these two giant hands!

These two giant hands firmly grasped his body, and his strength was so great that he was a little out of breath, and he couldn't show much cultivation.