Chapter Eighty-Three: Killing the Four

"Shut up, even if you want to fight, you have to have the demeanor of a big sect, it's not your turn to intervene. You Shi didn't look at him, so he drank lightly.

The monk had a look of resentment in his eyes, but then he bowed his head.

Yi Heng was also shocked when he saw this, he couldn't imagine that the status of casual cultivation was so low, and the twelfth layer of qi refining was casually reprimanded by the eleventh layer.

"Daoyou must have already seen me come out of Yimen, Yimen Yiheng, I have seen You Daoyou. ”

"When I left Yimen more than a year ago, it was the eighth layer of qi refining, presumably to cover up my cultivation, fortunately, I came here in person, Yi Daoyou, please. ”

As soon as the word "please" fell, the two momentum collided between the two, and the small trees and weeds in the middle were all shattered, and both of them were eleventh layers of qi refining, this momentum was just a temptation, and they did not go all out.

But it has already made the faces of the three people next to him change drastically, knowing that the disciples of the three major sects are more powerful than the same level of loose cultivation, but now it seems that they are not only more powerful than the same level, but can challenge beyond the level.

Yi Heng faced the disciples of the Zhenmen for the first time, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, with a wave of an ice shield in his right hand, he appeared in front of him, and with a flick of his left hand, the dong flute floated in the air, slowly spinning, waiting for the opportunity to move.

You Shijin didn't hold it up, and he also sent out an ice shield and sacrificed a magic weapon, which was actually a hammer, but the blue light flashed on it, like thunder and lightning.

When the momentum of the two was approaching, they attacked at the same time, and Yi Heng's hole flute stabbed straight to the throat with a "woo".

You Shijin felt that the mana of his whole body was affected, and he eagerly summoned a magic weapon to intercept it, and the hammer was intercepted in mid-air, only to hear the sound of "bell", and the hole flute was knocked to the side.

And the moment Yi Heng touched the magic weapon, he actually felt that his spiritual sense was like being shocked, numb and trembling, such a change made his soul scatter, knowing that it was not good, he quickly added three layers of ice shields in a row.

Sure enough, after the hammer knocked the hole flute, it immediately slammed towards Yi Heng, only to hear the three sounds of "bang bang bang", Yi Heng quickly retreated, and the hammer finally flew back powerlessly when it reached the fourth layer of ice shield.

Yi Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but his whole body was like electric wires, numb and sluggish.

"It's really powerful, worthy of the disciples of the Earthquake Sect. He immediately activated his spiritual power, and the numbness disappeared instantly.

"Yi Daoyou is also good, but if you only have such strength, I'm afraid you will have to stay today. ”

"Fellow travelers, please. ”

As soon as the word fell, he quickly pinched his fingers, and his spiritual power ran rapidly, and in an instant, the word "Xun" appeared in front of him, and at the same time, it quickly merged into the dong flute, and the dong flute disappeared immediately.

You Shijin knew that something was wrong, and the hammer spun rapidly in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, he laid down two ice shields in front and behind.

Hearing only the sound of "swish", the dong flute pierced through the ice shield in front of him and stabbed his throat.

As soon as he heard the sound, he knew that the hole flute stabbed to his throat, and it was too late to cast the ice shield, so he had to use all his strength to turn his head to the right, only to feel a pain in his neck, and a stream of heat flowed down.

"If you don't call the three of them together, I'm afraid it's you, Daoyou, who will be left today. Yi Heng took back the hole flute and talked about it.

In an instant, the tide was reversed.

"I didn't expect Yi Daoyou to be Yimen's personal inheritance, if I was alone, it would be disrespectful, Huang Daoyou, ready to do it. ”

At the moment when Yi Heng sacrificed the word "Xun", he knew that it was not good when he entered the game, and only his own disciples could use this trick during the Qi refining period.

After saying this, he took out a talisman from his left sleeve, and with a rush of spiritual power, the talisman flew into the sky in a flash.

You Shijin has no confidence to leave this person, how can it be easy to pass on his disciples to his own generation?

Yi Heng saw the talisman flying out, he knew that he couldn't stop it, although he was angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, looking at the few people in front of him, he knew that he had to be ruthless.

"Friendly means, please get on the road. ”

The cave flute in front of him suddenly disappeared again, and when it reappeared, it had already passed through the throat of the monk surnamed Huang, and the poor casual cultivator of the twelfth layer of Qi refining was a disciple of the sect, and he died without firing a move.

Seeing this, the other two were frightened and sacrificed to the magic weapon blocked by the ice shield, and before they could attack for the second time, they heard two "woo" sounds, and when their spiritual power was weakened, their throats were pierced through a big hole and fell to the ground.

The three of them were killed in a moment, and You Shijin had already hurriedly urged the hammer to hit Yi Heng, but he didn't expect that the hole flute was so fast, but when he saw that Yi Heng didn't defend against the hammer, he was relieved.

Even if this blow can't hurt Yi Heng, it can make him numb, and if he drags for a moment longer, reinforcements will come.

The villain in the Purple Mansion began to pinch the finger duel, and a layer of faint soul power gradually floated around the villain, and as the law decided to concentrate on the small right hand, towards You Shijin's forehead, a volley of a finger in the air.

A small arrow condensed by soul power shot out quickly, rushed out of the Purple Mansion, flew invisibly in the air, and flew straight towards the forehead of Yu Shijin.

The hammer was still approaching Yi Heng, but Yi Heng had no intention of defending and dodging, his eyes were still faint, and You Shijin suddenly jumped in shock.

"What's wrong?" Before he could guess, he only heard Yi Heng spit out three words "soul thorn" from his mouth.

You Shijin felt like a needle in his mind, and he lost consciousness after a sharp pain, turned over and fell, and the moment before he landed, the hole flute passed through his throat and fell to the ground, and the blood spurted out.

From the time a few people started to the end, it was just a few breaths, and only Yi Heng knew the danger, and at this time, a few small dots had appeared in the sky in front of him.

Without hesitation, he tore off the four storage bags, collected the magic weapons that had fallen on the ground, jumped on the hole flute blessed with the word "Xun", and left quickly, the speed was like a violent wind, and it disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye, leaving only the sound of "whining" behind him.

"Unexpectedly, it was a step too late, Senior Brother You was already dead. The five monks who arrived were all dressed in yellow robes, and one of the monks said gloomily.

"Looking at the speed of this escape, there must be no doubt that it is Yimen's own transmission, but it will be difficult to catch up. ”

The monk next to him didn't look at the dead You Shijin, but looked at the direction in which Yi Heng fled, although he had disappeared without a trace, he still had enough energy to look, but he was disappointed in an instant.

"This direction must be going to Fang City, I think this person doesn't have enough spiritual power to support him to return to the mountain gate, he should go to Fang City to hide. ”

After collecting You Shijin's corpse, he casually sent a few fireballs to burn the three scattered cultivators to ashes.

"Senior Brother You sent a message, only said a few words, Yi Heng was passed on by Yi Men himself, who knows what kind of cultivation this Yi Heng is?"

"Senior Brother Li, I do know that a few years ago, the Yi Sect was in an uproar, and Yi Heng's son entered the family transmission with the seventh layer of qi refining. A slightly younger monk replied.

"A few years ago, the seventh layer of Qi refining was another genius?"

"Senior Brother Li, since the implementation of our plan, it has worked wonders at the beginning, but it was targeted a year ago and suffered heavy losses, do we want to continue now?"

"Of course, you have to continue, Senior Brother Chen, as the planner of this time, will not be easily fooled, revenge is secondary, be sure to kill the other party's genius, just like this just now, the personal inheritance called Yi Heng, follow me to Fang City to guard. Senior Brother Li said.

On the day of the questioning, Senior Brother Chen said excitedly: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Chen's organization, so there must be no problem." ”

The other people were also very excited when they heard this, thinking that this Senior Brother Chen must be extremely majestic in their hearts.

Yi Heng flew to Tianli Mountain in one breath, but fortunately, there was no obstruction all the way, and he successfully entered Fang City, and his heart was stable.