It is rumored that if an ordinary monk of the late Yuan Dynasty fought with him, most of the defeat would be on the human side. Because of this refining corpse that evolved from the corpse, with a shake of the silver wings, it can go up to the Nine Clouds and down to the Yellow Spring Netherworld. Born with two great supernatural powers: wind and earth. And not only is he invulnerable, he is infinitely powerful, and he is also proficient in illusion.

Just his pair of pupilless silver eyes can make a monk with a weak mind easily lose his mind, and obediently obey orders without knowing it. Information about the Silver-winged Yaksha flashed through everyone's mind, and every time they thought of it, their nerves tensed.

"I didn't expect that I would still have to expose my strength after all, in this case, your death is worth it. The corpse whispered, its voice completely changed. With a wave of his claws, the three dried corpses were ordered to approach the human monks as quickly as ghosts......

"Ah...... Ah!" Several screams erupted from the crowd, and some of the monks who were not highly cultivated had become the souls of the dead corpses.

"Brother Yan, you protect the madman, leave these three dried corpses to me. Feng Yu said the next word, and then dodged and entangled with one of the dried corpses.

Feng Yu is worthy of the name of the first master of the young generation in the Eastern Soil, with the fourth-order cultivation as the one Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, he is actually on a par with the dry corpse;

No one expected that the third dried corpse was actually trapped by the girl of the Taiyin Sect, and it couldn't wreak havoc for a while. The girl is the hall master of the Taiyin Sect at a young age, and she is by no means very comparable, and she knows a lot about demon skills and demon exercises, so she naturally does not dare to underestimate these dried corpses.

I saw that she was holding a red thin sword, which was dazzling. The dry corpse sensed the threat and did not act immediately, and she naturally did not mean to do it rashly.

Seeing that the three dried corpses had not made any contributions, the corpse Xiao couldn't help but be a little annoyed. The corpse let out a long roar, and the corpse wolves behind it once again attacked the rest of the human monks without fear of death.

This dense forest was once again in a melee, only there was a clearing around Gu Feng, and he was still using the Great Flood Desolation Technique to absorb energy. At the same time, the aura of the ancient wind was still rising, however, the corpse deity was approaching him step by step......

Feeling the scuffle around them, the third dry corpse saw that Feng Yu and Wu Guan and the others were fighting hotly with the other two dry corpses, but they couldn't hold it back first. It suddenly strode forward two steps, and at the same time, a gray filament blurted out and shot straight at the girl.

"Look for death!" the girl's face sank, and she snorted coldly. With a shake of the sleeve robe, more than a dozen fireball talismans shot out of the sleeve in a row, and then turned the thin sword in his hand.

The thin sword slashed into the void, and a crimson sword qi also slashed down.

In this woman's mind, this inconspicuous filament was at most condensed by corpse qi, and the fireball talisman and fire attribute technique she carried were just restrained.

However, an amazing scene appeared!

After the sound of "poof", Gray Silk blinded through all the fireballs. Then the firelight flashed, and all the fireballs disappeared out of thin air, and they were instantly absorbed by the filaments.

And the red sword that followed immediately after it was no stronger than a fireball when it slashed at this thing. After only a flick of the gray silk full of toughness, it was also absorbed without a trace, and this fine pause came to the girl without a trace.

The girl's expression was startled, her incense sleeves flicked, and the thin sword stood in front of her, and the light flashed. And almost at the same time, the filament flew, and the thin sword in the air was cut down directly in a flash. When the thin sword slashed on the gray silk, it suddenly made this thing pause, and couldn't help but stop.

The girl was overjoyed, and when she was about to stimulate the supernatural power on the sword, the gray silk suddenly blurred, and hundreds of gray silk came out with a hundred transformations.

As soon as the silk threads were flipped, the thin sword was instantly tightly entangled. Then a layer of strange ghostly silk appeared, and as soon as the red light on the sword and the ghostly light came into contact, they shrank and turned from red to black a little bit, looking like they were being defiled.

The girl could feel that her mental connection with the sword was suddenly dull. At this moment, the girl's heart sank, and when she didn't know how to relieve her sword, she suddenly heard a thunderbolt beside her, and a dazzling golden arc flew out, hitting the thin sword.

Then the thunder roared, and the gray silk broke inch by inch in the golden light, and the giant sword was freed!

"Thank you Brother Feng for your help!" the girl hurriedly thanked her, then pinched her sword trick and put the thin sword back, staring at the dried corpse with a cold face.

After Feng Yu relieved the other party with a blow, he didn't care about being polite to this woman as usual, but stared at the other side, frowning.

Because under the low roar of the corpse on the other side, the gray silk that was originally scattered actually condensed together, and in a moment it returned to its original state, regaining the shape of the filament.

At this time, the other two dried corpses also walked over in a shaky shape, looking like they were going to do it together.

When the girl saw this scene, her expression naturally did not look good, but after her eyes lingered on the gray silk for a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, but she suddenly thought of something.

These things are not corpse gas, they are corpse spirits. She cried out, her face pale and unusually pale.

"Corpse Evil Breath?" Feng Yu felt a little familiar when he heard this name, and after thinking about it for a while, he immediately remembered the relevant narrative, and his face suddenly darkened. This thing is one of the great magical powers of the ghost path that few monks know.

Corpse Demon, as the name suggests, the original form of this kind of thing is evil qi. It's just that it's not an ordinary evil qi, but a strange thing formed after the death of the person who originally harbored the evil qi, and the combination of the evil qi and the corpse qi before it is exhausted.

It is said that it is very difficult to form, at least the corpse of a fourth-order monk, and there are many unknown conditions before it can be formed by chance. But once the corpse evil qi is formed, it can be said to be immortal and indestructible, and it can absorb the aura of the five elements and defile various magic weapons and magic weapons, which is really abnormal, and it is one of the top supernatural powers of the ghost path.

As for the Soul Silk, although he hadn't heard of it, it seemed that it should be a magical power cast by borrowing this corpse evil qi, no wonder it was so tricky.

It seems that even if his golden thunder halberd can disperse this thing, it can't completely destroy it. In the blink of an eye, when Feng Yu thought all this clearly, Wu Guan and Hai Shu also gathered with the two of them, while the three dried corpses stretched out their hands at the same time, and their ten fingers bent and flicked, and one by one ash shot out from their fingertips.

Seeing this, Wu Guan took a deep breath and sacrificed one of the ** in his hand, and at the same time there was a burst of incantation sound in his mouth.

**After a dripping turn in the air, a seven-colored aura suddenly shot out, turning into a layer of light curtain and enveloping the four people in it.

"Seven-colored aura!Buddhist magic weapon!" Feng Yu originally raised his hand, and the ancient halberd in his hand had already flashed with a golden arc, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but move in his hand, and his face showed a hint of surprise.

Those evil souls were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they hit the seven-colored light curtain, but they were blocked out, and they were not pierced.

Feng Yu and the others were not surprised, the Buddhism Sect Exercises were originally specialized in overcoming the ghost Dao and supernatural powers, even if the soul silk was sharp, it was impossible to break it at once when it encountered the spiritual light of the Buddhism.

The three dry corpses saw that the Soul Silk did not work for a while, but they did not stop, but their ten fingers trembled, and suddenly countless gray threads appeared around them, and then they were wrapped around the seven-colored light curtain layer by layer, which had the meaning of completely trapping the four people inside.

The cold light flashed in Feng Yu's eyes, and with a wave of the halberd-holding hand, a thick golden arc shot out from the palm of his hand and hit the light curtain.

After the crackling sound rang out, a layer of golden power grid formed on the surface, and in the blink of an eye, the gray silk outside was smashed into ash and turned into invisible.

Seeing this, the three dried corpses didn't care, their hands still kept spewing out new soul silk, and the ash qi that had been dispersed was also condensing and recovering.

"Xiao Wu, let me out. Feng Yu said briefly.

When the other three heard Feng Yu's words, they were originally shocked and wanted to dissuade them, Feng Yu seemed to have a sharp increase in his breath, and the golden arc on the ancient halberd in his hand was swirling, seeing this vision, he immediately swallowed the words in his mouth, and Wu Guan pointed to a light curtain somewhere, and suddenly cracked a thin slit.

At the same time, Feng Yu disappeared in the golden light, leaving only a faint phantory shadow.

The three corpses have opened their minds, and their eyes can't help but look left and right. But in the next moment, a few feet behind them, a golden light flashed, and the figure of Feng Yu emerged.

"This is ......" Wu Guan saw Feng Yu's extraordinary performance, and always felt that his footwork was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Joy...... Ten ...... Thirteen!" Hai Shu stammered, and couldn't tell if he was surprised by it.

As the name suggests, Xiaoyao Thirteen refers to the speed of lightning within thirteen steps, which is said to have been created by the head of Xiaoyao Gate, and now it has long been lost, and how can Feng Yu's mastery of this mastery not be shocking.

The Thirteen Freedoms can fly in the air, move on the ground, and practice to the limit, faster than all the laws in the world. Just as it is rumored in the outside world, within thirteen steps, only I am fast, absolutely fast, and I have broken all kinds of magic tricks! There is no doubt that in the battle of the same level, within thirteen steps, the practitioner will definitely take the lead!

The three corpses flicked their fingers without thinking, and dozens of gray threads shot straight at him. Feng Yu didn't hide at all, but with a wave of the ancient halberd, three golden rays erupted from the ancient halberd one after another, and the shadow of the ancient halberd turned into shape, shooting straight at the three corpses.

In terms of speed, it was obvious that the wind spewed out the golden mangs so much faster than the gray silk, and then, the three golden Yuanli swords were inserted into the chests of the three corpses.

At the same time, the soul silk also arrived in front of Feng Yu, and it was about to wrap around his body.

But Feng Yu let out a low cry in his mouth, and a layer of seven-colored halo appeared on his body, and the gray silk hit it, and he was immediately isolated outside.

"Seven-colored aura!" Wu Guan in the distance couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene.

Feng Yu was expressionless and rushed away from the three corpses. Three thunderbolts sounded, and a golden arc shot out from the three small swords at the same time, and the three corpses were instantly enveloped in the power grid, and the arc shot out for a while.