Chu Yifan immediately put away the Zhi Han Dan, his physical strength and aura had already recovered, seeing that the murderous aura of the comer was monstrous, Chu Yifan roared, and the cultivation of the middle stage of the eight-layer qi cultivation unfolded impressively, and there was even more green light surrounding. In an instant, several sword shadows pierced the sky and landed on the blue light, and the roaring sound suddenly spread, echoing in all directions.

At this moment, the monk in the late stage of the eighth-layer qi cultivation sneered, his left hand suddenly raised, and he suddenly pointed towards the cyan light curtain, if only that, just when a strong bombardment came, the other five monks roared at the same time, only to see the sword light flash, several flying swords appeared in an instant, and they roared towards the cyan light curtain.

Just when the flying sword fell, several cracks appeared in the cyan light curtain, and it was about to collapse, Chu Yifan's eyes flashed, and when he retreated, the spiritual control technique unfolded, this was the second time he used this technique, although the spiritual control technique was good, but it had a fatal weakness, he could only use it on people who were lower than his own cultivation, otherwise he would be counterattacked.

Under the use of the Spiritual Sense Control Technique, several flying swords buzzed, trembling a few times, and then they left the cyan light curtain and went straight towards the six black-clothed monks. The reason why Chu Yifan was able to manipulate the flying swords was precisely because these flying swords were cast by those five eighth-layer Qi cultivation early stage cultivators. The sword light was like lightning, approaching in an instant, the six black-clothed monks roared at the same time, and when the long sword in his right hand stabbed hard at the cyan light curtain, his left hand raised his pinch, and in an instant, several black runes appeared, heading straight for the flying sword that came from the bombardment. At the moment when the two touched, an earth-shattering roar spread, and the flying sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, vibrating, and making a buzzing sound, and at the same time, the object of the flying sword bombardment also changed, no longer six black-clothed monks, but became Chu Yifan.

Chu Yifan snorted coldly, "I want to snatch it back, but there is no door!" When the words fell, a spiritual power that was several times stronger than just now erupted, and at this moment, those flying swords that stayed in mid-air and vibrated actually cracked, that is, in the blink of an eye, these flying swords all exploded, and a wave of qi spread when countless broken swords scattered. Seeing this, Chu Yifan immediately retreated and dodged, and the cyan light curtain that was already about to shatter was bombarded by the air waves and broken swords, and he could no longer bear it at this moment, and turned into nothingness with a bang.

At the moment when Chu Yifan retreated, the eyes of the six black-clothed monks flashed, and they all retreated, but the shattered flying swords were closer to them, and two of them couldn't dodge, not only were they attacked by the qi wave, but they were also pierced by several broken swords, and they died of anger when blood spurted out. Just as these two people fell, two short swords fell from their bodies at the same time, Chu Yifan frowned slightly, he recognized these two short swords at a glance, they were the unique things worn by the disciples of Guangyuan Peak, and he also had one of his own robes.

After recognizing these two short swords, the anger in Chu Yifan's heart suddenly exploded, and he said loudly, "Guangyuan Peak, it's you again! There is nothing out of nothing in the miscellaneous room, and you have wronged me with rotten meat and rotten vegetables; you gouge out my eyes on Taichu Peak, and harm my life, not only that, but also destroy my shop and rob my business, what kind of grudge do I Chu Yifan have with you, what kind of grudge, you still don't let me go, in this case, you, everyone, will die!"

Chu Yifan was completely angry, his eyes were blood-red and bloodshot, he roared angrily, and went straight to the remaining four people to kill. Seeing the two companions falling, and seeing Chu Yifan advancing instead of retreating like a fierce beast, after the four of them glanced at each other, one of the monks in the late stage of the eighth-layer qi cultivation shouted, "Set up a formation, kill this person as soon as possible!"

When the words fell, the black-clothed monk scattered in all directions, and in a flash, he actually stood in the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and northwest, surrounding Chu Yifan in it, and before Chu Yifan could kill him, the four of them suddenly raised the long sword in their hands and waved it towards the sky, at this moment, a burst of thunder sounded, deafening, and at the same time, a lightning bolt with the thickness of an arm fell from the sky and slashed towards Chu Yifan.

Chu Yifan's expression changed, he didn't expect that the four of them would be bombarded by heavenly thunder, and chuckled, "It's just a heavenly thunder, what can I do!"

Between the words, Chu Yifan slapped his shirt suddenly, and an umbrella flew out, blocking the bombarded thunder when it was opened. This umbrella is the Mantian umbrella that Chu Yifan gave him at the beginning when he returned, the Mantian umbrella is extraordinary, don't say that the heavenly thunder attracted by the joint efforts of the four people at this moment, even the thunder of the heavenly calamity can be blocked. The four of them gasped when they saw this, the Heavenly Thunder Array was a nirvana under their combined efforts, and now although there were two less, the power of the unleashed was also good, but they didn't expect it to be easily resolved by Chu Yifan.

Seeing that the thunder was ineffective, the four of them flew out at the same time, and the sword light flashed towards Chu Yifan from four directions, Chu Yifan saw this and raised his right foot, stepped the ground, and his body flew up violently, at the same time, the sea of qi in his body rolled, and the blue light appeared again, quickly condensed into a big sword, and slashed towards one of the black-clothed monks.

Seeing that the Qingguang Great Sword was approaching, the black-clothed monk laughed fiercely, and a phantus appeared in his body in an instant, and disappeared into the void in a flash, and when he appeared, he was already in front of Chu Yifan. This kind of strange spell Chu Yifan had never heard of, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, seeing the long sword in the hand of the black-clothed monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, Chu Yifan waved his hand violently, and the sky umbrella blocked it again.

Just when the sky umbrella collided with the long sword that came from the assassination, the other black-clothed monks killed from three different directions, seeing that it was approaching, Chu Yifan let out a low roar and hurriedly dodged, but the speed was still a little slower, and the long sword of one of them slashed through his arm, leaving a blood mark that was deep and bone-seeing. With a flash of his body, he withdrew a few feet, Chu Yifan endured the severe pain and looked at the four of them coldly, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Never die!"

His hatred for Guangyuan Feng had reached the extreme at this moment, and he didn't care about the deep wound, his hands were raised suddenly, and he suddenly pointed at the four of them, and this finger contained all the mysterious power that Chu Yifan could exert. A finger fell, and a domineering force pierced the void and rushed towards the four of them with a roar.

As this force approached, the minds of the four black-clothed friars were buzzing, and a life-and-death crisis arose. At this moment, the four of them joined forces again, slapped their eyebrows, and a thick black smoke poured out from the four people's bodies, and all the black smoke merged together to form a huge human face, this human face was hideous, his eyes were hollow, and he was full of life.

At the moment when this human face was formed, a strange roar sounded, and at the same time, this human face opened its mouth wide, devouring the domineering human mystical power alive. All this is a long story, but it happened between lightning and flint, and the person's face paused slightly after devouring the power of the human mystery, and then flew towards Chu Yifan.

Seeing this, Chu Yifan quickly retreated, but the speed of the human face was faster, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Yifan seemed to have felt the breath of death, but at this time, a cold snort came, and the rapidly coming human face suddenly struggled and let out a miserable roar, that is, in a few breaths, the human face collapsed and exploded, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

As the black smoke dissipated, a figure appeared in mid-air, this figure fell in one step, and when it appeared again, it had already come to Chu Yifan, and when he looked at it, it was none other than the palace master of Beili Palace. With a wave of his sleeves, he glanced at Chu Yifan, and said lightly, "Are you okay?"

Chu Yifan immediately clenched his fists: "The disciple is fine!"

After making sure that Chu Yifan was okay, Qiongwu's eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked at the four black-clothed monks, at this moment, the bodies of the four black-clothed monks blurred in an instant, and they were about to disappear, and Qiongwu snorted coldly again, "The remnants of the Beacon Demon Clan, so bold, you dare to come to my Beili Palace!"

When the words fell, Qiongwu's right hand was raised, and he pointed towards the void, this finger seemed to be able to shake the heavens and the earth, and when the finger fell, the four black-clothed monks whose bodies were already blurred slammed suddenly, and when a mouthful of blood spurted out, they were imprisoned in place, unable to move, and at the same time, their bodies became clear.

With a slight grasp of Vault Five's right hand towards the void, the four black-clothed monks came at a rapid speed and stopped in front of Vault Five. For a Qi cultivator, a glance from the old monster can make them disappear, at this moment, Qiongwu looked at the four people, and said in a cold voice, "What is the purpose of sneaking into the Beili Palace?"

Just when Qiongwu asked this sentence, there was a "boom", and the four black-clothed monks actually chose to self-detonate, and a wave of qi dispersed when the flesh and blood were splashed, but for a primordial old monster, the power of the qi cultivator's self-explosion was insignificant, and Qiongwu waved his hand, and the qi wave disappeared in an instant. Looking at the flesh and blood all over the ground, he sighed softly. At this time, Chu Yifan took a few steps forward, clenched his fists and said, "Zhanggong, these people are from Guangyuan Peak, they have wanted to kill me more than once, the master is not here, your old man has to be the master for me!"

Qiongwu turned around, the fierce light from before was no longer there, he looked at Chu Yifan softly, and said, "You know what happened today, I know, don't tell the third person!"

Chu Yifan was about to say something, but Qiongwu's body disappeared in an instant and moved away. Chu Yifan felt aggrieved in his heart, and after a little silence, he seemed to think of something, and muttered softly, "Guangyuan Peak, the Beacon Demon Clan? Chu Yifan raised his hand to cover the wound, and the pinching of the trick appeared without extinction, and under the dodge, Chu Yifan came to the extinction and galloped away in the direction of Taichu Peak.

Hantan took the pill, and the back mountain fought viciously, although there was no fatal injury, but due to the consumption of a lot of spiritual energy, Chu Yifan was already exhausted after returning to Taichu Peak, and at this moment, he needed to rest.

Time passed, seven days passed in a blink of an eye, and in these seven days, the injuries on Chu Yifan's body had healed, not only that, but even the aura in his body had increased a lot compared to before. At this moment, in the main hall of Taichu Peak, Chu Yifan was meditating on his knees, and Xiao Tian was closing his eyes on the side, as if he was also cultivating. After a stick of incense, the first sun raised its head, and the first rays of sunlight fell to the earth, Chu Yifan's closed eyes suddenly opened, blazing, and at the same time, Xiaotian also opened his eyes. A ray of morning sun shone obliquely in the main hall, and Xiao Tian blinked, "Ah, it's a good weather today!"

Chu Yifan smiled faintly, "You're right, today is indeed a good weather!"

When the words fell, Chu Yifan's eyes were shining, as if he had thought of something, and with a pat of his head, a bead with a faint glow flew out in an instant, and with the appearance of this bead, a chill swept over, Xiao Tian shuddered suddenly, looked at the bead, and asked, "Master, what is this? It's so cold, it's too cold!"

Looking at the beads, a picture appeared in Chu Yifan's mind, in which he was giving away a bead. At this time, there was a sound of breaking the air, and when he heard the sound, he saw a piece of jade slip flying from outside the main hall and stopped in front of Chu Yifan. Chu Yifan grabbed the jade slip, and at this moment, an old voice came from the jade slip, "Cangzhou City reappears as the Feng Demon Clan, for the sake of disaster, slaughtering the monks, Chu Yifan, a disciple of Taichu Peak, listened to the order, and went to Cangzhou City two days later to eliminate demons and make contributions!"

At the same time that Chu Yifan received the message from Yu Jian, the upper dome of Longshou Peak stood beside the Tianchi with his hands behind his back, sighed, and muttered softly, "You should also go out and have a look!"

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