Looking around, Zhang Kun only felt that the evil qi he had suffered in the stronghold of the Great Brahma Mora Sect these days seemed to have disappeared most of it at once.

For a moment, he actually had a feeling of exhaling and raising his eyebrows.

And all of this was brought about by this dangerous thousand-armed senior brother by his side.

glanced at Lin Yifan carefully, and found that Lin Yifan was still expressionless, so he turned his head to look at the rest of the people.

"As far as I know, there is also a stronghold of fire elves not far from here, and we can catch the fire elves there and take them as the target of this mission, so that the problem can be solved?"

"So, is it really possible?"

Someone doubted.

"I think it's okay, anyway, those high-ranking adults don't know where the fire elves we caught come from!"

Someone agreed.

Hearing this, many people began to nod their heads, obviously thinking that Zhang Kun's idea was indeed very feasible.

"Well, this time, the target won't find the same situation here, right?"

At this time, a voice asked, somewhat cautiously.

Obviously, everything that happened just now seemed to have shocked everyone a little.

This is the case with the so-called frightened bird, and everyone has suffered a loss, and it is obvious that they are a little worried that they will continue to encounter the situation just now.

"Alas, don't worry, Zhang naturally understands the situation of that fire elf race, and there will never be the situation just now!"

At this time, I only heard Zhang Kun reassure.

got Zhang Kun's assurance, and many people felt a lot more relieved in their hearts.

However, everyone is obviously much more cautious than before.

Everyone hit the road again and headed in the direction Zhang Kun pointed.

Along the way, there was no wind or waves, and everyone successfully came to a low-lying valley mouth that Zhang Kun said.

"This time, there should be no problem, right?"

The crowd thought to themselves.

Soon, everyone discovered the traces of the fire spirits living here.

As Zhang Kun said, the strength of the fire elves here is very weak, and everyone didn't spend too much effort to capture this fire elf race.

However, the reason why an accident is called an accident is precisely because of its unpredictability.

Just when Lin Yifan and the others were returning with a full load, they were blocked by a team of people.

"The people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!"

Lin Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he turned his head to look at Zhang Kun beside him, but found that he was also stunned.

"Interesting!"

With a chuckle in his heart, Lin Yifan clasped his hands to his chest, but he was ready to see how things were developing.

"Fellow Daoists of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, what is the so-called matter of blocking our way?"

I saw Lin Yifan and the others on their side, and a monk stood up, looking at the Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciple opposite, his eyes flashing.

"Huh"

With a sneer, I saw that among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect opposite, a figure walked out, looked at Lin Yifan and the others, and said disdainfully: "Why did we stop you, don't you have a count in your hearts? As a martial country immortal cultivator, you are actually willing to be a lackey of the Great Van Mora Sect, you are really a disgrace to the martial country immortal cultivation world!"

Hearing this, on Lin Yifan's side, the faces of the monks couldn't help but sink slightly.

Although they did take refuge in the enemy, it was just to survive, however, how could the dignity of being an immortal cultivator be insulted by others?

And in the crowd, Lin Yifan also looked at the guy who came out of the direction of Wanjianmen with interest.

"Hehe, it's still an old acquaintance!"

Lin Yifan thought with a smile in his heart.

Because, the disciple of Wanjianmen who came out just now on the opposite side was the disciple surnamed Chu who had always liked to trouble him.

"It seems that there is nothing to say, so what do you have to do to get out of the way?"

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Yifan's side, a monk said in a deep voice.

"How?"

I only heard the smile on the face of the disciple surnamed Chu even colder, and said disdainfully: "We are also immortal cultivators of the Martial Kingdom, so we naturally won't take your life, but ......"

"But how?"

Lin Yifan's side, one person asked.

"However, you need to hand over all the fire spirits in your hands!"

The disciple surnamed Chu cut the railway.

"This, impossible!"

I only heard the disciple surnamed Chu finish speaking, Lin Yifan's side, the faces of the monks were even more ugly, but they didn't expect that the other party and others were actually targeting the fire elves in their hands.

You know, it's a task that concerns them, if it's not done.

When they thought of the methods of the Great Brahma Mora Sect, everyone subconsciously refused.

"Impossible?"

With a sneer, I saw the disciple surnamed Chu turn his head to look at the group of Ten Thousand Sword disciples behind him, and said, "Senior brothers, it seems that today's things can't be good." ”

I could only hear the voice of the disciple surnamed Chu as soon as he fell, and the air was instantly enveloped by a solemn atmosphere.

The two sides are fighting, and it is on the verge of breaking out!

It's just that neither side is in a hurry to make a move, after all, the strength of the two sides, to be honest, is not very different.

For a time, the two sides were in a stalemate.

Lin Yifan saw all this in his eyes, but he was speechless for a while.

"Fairy Ayaami: If you want to fight, why are you all staring at each other like this? Do you want to stare at each other and become pregnant?"

In this tense atmosphere, Lin Yifan's line of sight suddenly floated past a barrage of Fairy Ayana.

"Poof!"

Just when the atmosphere between the two sides became more and more tense, a soft scream came, but it was Lin Yifan who couldn't help laughing out loud after seeing the barrage of Fairy Ayana.

And this small chuckle became the last straw that broke everyone's nerves.

Finally, in the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, a disciple sacrificed a flying sword in his hand, and went straight to Lin Yifan's side to kill.

"Do it!"

On Lin Yifan's side, the monks were not timid, they only heard a burst of shouts, and a golden seal spirit weapon in their hands was heading towards the opponent's flying sword.

At the same time, the rest of the people also fought together, and the battle situation suddenly fell into chaos.

"I didn't expect this group of guys to be so unpopular!"

Lin Yifan was fighting in the crowd, watching the two sides come and go, and they were fighting equally, but he couldn't help but shake his head.

These Ten Thousand Sword disciples on the other side, although they are not all the strength under Senior Sister Shi Yun.

However, he was also a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and for a while, even these people on Lin Yifan's side couldn't take it.

For a moment, Lin Yifan had a trace of doubt about Senior Sister Shi Yun's eyes.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, a cold wind hit, but Lin Yifan noticed that someone seemed to be preparing to sneak attack him from behind.

Feeling the sneak attack behind him, Lin Yifan had no intention of dodging.

The next moment, I saw Lin Yifan's body shake slightly, and then, an angry Ming Wang's law appeared in the other party's frightened gaze.

"Ding—"

The sound of gold and iron clashing came, and I saw the other party's sneak attack, but it was pinched by a hand of the angry Ming King Faxiang.

"Damn, you're actually from the Vajra Gate!"

The disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who had sneaked up roared in shock.

It's just that Lin Yifan wasn't ready to talk nonsense with the other party, so he turned around and slapped him.

"Bang!"

The next moment, a muffled sound was heard, and the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who was sneaking up was slapped to death by the angry Ming King Faxiang.

"It's vulnerable!"

A look of disdain flashed in Lin Yifan's eyes.

"Senior Brother Thousand Arms, are you alright?"

At this time, Zhang Kun came over, and the others only thought that he was concerned about whether Lin Yifan was injured.

However, Lin Yifan could see from his expression that what this guy was worried about was actually the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who was slapped to death by Lin Yifan.

You know, no matter what, they are all doing things for Senior Sister Shi Yun.

Although it was impossible for Zhang Kun to be dead, he was even more unwilling to become the other party's mortal enemy by killing the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

After all, in Zhang Kun's motto, always being neutral is the most ideal way to do things.

"Hmph, don't worry, it's just a slap, and it won't kill them!"

Lin Yifan sneered, and then his body moved slightly, and he rushed towards another Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciple.

Because of Lin Yifan's joining, the Wanjianmen side, which originally had a slight upper hand, gradually stopped supporting it.

Seeing that his side was losing and retreating, the disciple surnamed Chu also changed his face.

The next moment, I saw him gritting his teeth, and then he sacrificed the fire spirit in his hand.

Because the group of fire elves collected by her subordinates was already large enough, Senior Sister Shi Yun also began to gradually distribute these fire elves that could become combat power to her subordinates, so as to increase their capital in the battle with the Great Van Mora Sect.

I saw a group of fire spirits appear, and they raised the weapons in their hands and killed Lin Yifan and the others.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Shi Yun to attack others so quickly, I hope she can control the situation!"

Looking at these fire elves who rushed to kill, Lin Yifan thought secretly in his heart.

Because, these fire elves were originally in the hands of some loose cultivators who took refuge in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and now they are in the hands of these Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples, thinking that it was Senior Sister Shi Yun who used the magical ability of the ancestors to naturalize the fire elves and began to attack the fire elves in the hands of those people in the stronghold.

The strength of these fire elves, although not as powerful as those terrifying fire elves in red and black armor that Lin Yifan and they encountered before.

However, their strength should not be underestimated because of the growth of the ethnic group.

Coupled with the fact that there are still a group of Ten Thousand Sword disciples, the situation is reversed in an instant!

"Wrath of the Ming King!"

At this moment, only Lin Yifan was heard roaring.

Immediately, he saw the angry eyes around his body, and the four arms of the Ming King and the Law Minister rushed towards the ground in front of him.

The earth shook, and in an instant, countless earth and rock blocks splashed up, building an earthen wall in front of everyone.

"Withdraw!"

After doing all this, Lin Yifan did not hesitate to disperse the angry eyes around him, and at the foot of his feet, the whole person turned into a series of afterimages and fled into the distance.