In the battlefield, the Xuanlong and the white wolf shouted at each other, one was not convinced, the dragon was furious, the wolf howled, a dragon and a wolf killed the Quartet, and the Mo monks who only killed were frightened, and they all avoided these two monsters, but these two monsters seemed to be angry, killing people was like pulling onions and picking garlic, as if comparing who killed more.

In less than half a cup of tea, most of the Mo family monks on the field were killed by these two monsters, and the Xuanlong flew into the air, looking at the white wolf with disdain: "You can't do it, I'll kill forty-three of them this time, I'm afraid you haven't even passed ten stupid wolves."

The white wolf looked at Xuanlong angrily: "You stinky dragon, the old wolf is invincible all over the world with a Yin Yin Stone, I don't know how many I killed just now, it must add up to more than you."

The two monsters shouted and wanted to kill again, who knew that at this time, there were not many Mo family monks left on the field, and only more than ten people were besieged by the Xiao family's monks, and they couldn't insert a crack, Xuanlong scratched his head and seemed to be a little helpless.

At this time, the big white wolf looked arrogant, and after some bloodthirsty, his fighting spirit was even stronger, and he suddenly glared at Xuanlong and said: "You stinky dragon, you have the ability to come down and play with the old wolf!"

Xuanlong was looking at the white wolf upset, and when he heard this, he immediately became angry: "Just play, I have to let you know how powerful your Xuanlong grandfather is!"

A dragon and a wolf scolded and started to move after two sentences, and felt a little embarrassed here, so they discussed it properly and ran towards the forest angrily, it seemed that it was very likely that they would fight to the death.

At this moment, the central atmosphere of the grassland was extremely depressing, Ye Yu was alone and the three elders of the Mo family were confronted, his eyes were cold, the murderous aura was compelling, and the terrifying and depressing aura spread between the four of them, from the beginning to the present, this confrontation lasted for a whole time, and the surrounding war had come to an end.

The four people in the field were still motionless, I don't know when the wind started again, the wind was not strong but blew a green leaf, flying, circling, gently swaying in front of the old man in the red robe, and suddenly poked out a rather rough palm under the red long sleeves, and gently waved the leaf with two fingers together in his hand.

"Young man, although I don't know who you are, do you really think that you can kill the three of us?" The red-robed old man slowly spoke, and as he spoke, his deep pupils suddenly turned a fiery red, which belonged to the unique eyes of the Golden Medicine Priest - the Eye of the Fire Spirit.

"Second brother, don't talk nonsense with him, I don't believe that the three of us brothers can't kill him!" the bloated fat man suddenly said to the red-robed old man with a crooked face.

"Sixth brother, don't be careless, I secretly measured a hexagram just now, this person's cultivation is by no means worse than any of the three of us, and he is also a three-skill cultivator like the second brother!" another gray-robed old man lowered his voice and said to the fat man before.

"What? You said that he also cultivates three techniques, this, how is this possible!" The fat man's expression froze, revealing a little surprise, in his heart, there are too few people in this world who can practice three techniques, and his second brother is one of them, to say that the next life in front of him is also a three-technique cultivation, he can hardly believe it, but his third brother's divination skills have never made any mistakes.

At this time, Ye Yu's eyes also turned red, and even a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, the old man in the red robe actually practiced the three techniques of golden medicine, cultivation, and Dao pattern like himself, and the golden medicine technique was at least two of each other, but the other two techniques seemed to be barely about one of the gods.

The fat man who looks a little violent is obviously a refiner, but his cultivation is very good, if he guesses correctly, he should have reached Xiangsheng Sanjie. As for the other one, judging from the strange movements under his hand just now, he is at least a soothsayer, and his cultivation should have just broken through Xiangsheng, and he can barely be regarded as Xiangsheng.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, and the big battle was about to break out, but no one took the lead, even the fat man who was about to move before quieted down after hearing the words of another gray-clothed old man, and even the monks of the Mo family were all killed, and Ye Yu did not see anything abnormal from these three old men.

Needless to say, these are three extremely cold-blooded old guys, who regard life as a mustard in their eyes, and don't care about the life or death of their clansmen at all.

At this time, Ye Yu's expression was cold, staring closely at the red-robed old man in the middle, the coffin lid of the blue light shimmering was standing beside him, as long as the three old men made a move, his preferred target was the red-robed old man who cultivated the three techniques, because he knew very well in his heart that once these three extremely cold-blooded old guys attacked, they would inevitably form a Dao array with five techniques at the first time, and in that case, they would fall into passivity.

At this moment, the red-robed old man with an indifferent expression glanced at the gray-clothed old man beside him left and right, and then said a cold whisper: "Kill!"

At the same time, the old man suddenly raised his right hand and waved, and the green leaf in his hand rushed over with extreme speed, and what was even more surprising was that when the leaf flew into the air, it suddenly expanded to be a long snake with a green body, spitting out a half-foot-long snake letter, cruising in the air and approaching Ye Yu.

"Dao Pattern Technique, Transfiguration and Formation?" Ye Yu was stunned and shouted loudly: "Nirvana, Aegis!" The left arm was raised, the long sleeves were like the wind, and after this loud shout, the long-sleeved pen walking dragon snake instantly turned into a huge shield in front of Ye Yu.

Bang!

The turquoise long snake crashed into the shield and burst into a muffled sound, and then turned into a curling mist at the same time as the shield, and the two gray figures burst out like arrows from the string at the same time, coming towards Ye Yu from both directions.

In the hand of the slightly rich gray-clothed old man, a broken peachwood sword suddenly appeared, carved with dense words, shining brightly, and the aura was very terrifying.

And three long swords suddenly appeared on the back of the bloated fat man, and the first time the long swords hissed, and the three swords rushed towards Ye Yu in unison. The red-robed old man in the center, with his long sleeves wavering, the fire spirit qi in the entire jungle seemed to have been summoned, swarming from all directions, gathering on his hand, and slapping out his big hand in an instant.

"Hiss ......"

With a strange sound, the strange aura spread everywhere, the monks of the Xiao family fell into a panic, Xiao Lin looked at the handprints condensed by the red-robed old man in surprise, and suddenly shouted: "Ye Yu be careful, he wants to sneak attack, that is the killer weapon of the Mo family, thunderbolt fire!"

"It's too late! Die!" The red-robed old man snorted coldly, and in an instant, the space collapsed, boom! A loud bang was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, three or four feet above the amateur's head, and suddenly a fiery red handprint appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun, and the weather was extremely majestic!

The huge fiery red handprint slapped towards the top of Ye Yu's head with a heavy force, and a handprint like a grim reaper, terrifying and directly hit.

Rumble!

The explosion came, the ground trembled, and where the handprint fell, a large pit more than a foot wide immediately appeared, and there were cracks around the big pit, and when the handprint ended, the old man in the red robe seemed to be very satisfied, and the corner of his mouth showed a relieved smile.

Xiao Lin looked at it, his heart rose to his throat, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and at this moment he let out a long breath, and after the fiery red light mist dissipated, he saw clearly that Ye Yu had already avoided his palm and retreated a foot away.

"What?" the red-robed old man was stunned, as if he didn't believe it. However, at this time, the gray-clothed fat man's eyes were like electricity, reflecting the peerless killing machine, and the three long swords went straight towards Ye Yu like meteors.

Bang! Bang!

The flying sword burst in, slammed into the coffin lid and burst out a cloud of sparks, and in an instant, it folded back upside down, Ye Yu held the coffin lid tightly with both hands, like a god king of the world, stepping on the void, and roared: "Heavenly Demon Devouring, Break and Kill!"