He Yi quickly used the magic character before being pressed by the stone mountain.

But he didn't leave immediately, leaving only an illusion in place.

If you still disappear under the other party's nose like before, I'm afraid that the other party will still be on guard. In that case, his next attack will not work either.

So, He Yi pretended to "hard-connect" the mountain pressing technique.

A second before he was about to be hit by the stone mountain, he took advantage of the smoke and dust raised around him to hide and take the opportunity to go around to the rear.

Fortunately, the stone mountain condensed by Zhao Han was not as huge as the black robe, and the impact force was not as strong as the black robe, otherwise it was just this breath, and he would not be able to escape from the coverage of the stone mountain in time no matter what.

"Broken!"

He Yi's sword was taken by surprise, leaving a wound on the two of them at the same time. Seeing that the attack worked, He Yi immediately turned into a chop and took advantage of the situation to pursue.

He Yi knew in his heart that although he was one against two, he also had a partial advantage, that is, he could rely on the sharpness of the Demon Slaying Sword to attack in an instant.

And although the other party has two cultivators, it takes time for them to release the immortal technique, and the more powerful the immortal technique, the longer it will take to prepare.

Therefore, as long as his attack is fast enough and fierce enough, so that the opponent does not have the opportunity to perform immortal arts, he will not have a chance to win.

The black robe and Zhao Han's reaction was also extremely fast, and they didn't give He Yi a chance to continue attacking, and the moment they found out that their back was injured, they directly used the Escape Technique, and moved out a few feet away in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from behind him, he both had a look of disbelief on their faces.

"How is this possible? I have obviously suppressed him under the stone mountain!" Zhao Han couldn't understand.

He saw with his own eyes that He Yi was hit by the stone mountain, even if he could still come out, how could he have no injuries left on his body?

"I guess it was just a phantom that was dispersed. The black-robed Immortal Venerable had a calm face, knowing that he was underestimating the other party's means, so he suffered this loss.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from behind, my heart was also aroused with a little anger.

"Zhao family boy, let's let the old man come!

Under his control, several boulders stood up from the ground and rolled and crushed in He Yi's direction.

He Yi's attack missed, his body turned half a circle in the air, his toes jumped into the air, and then pointed on the rolling boulders, at the same time, three phantoms suddenly appeared beside He Yi, with the same posture and the same speed, slashing a sword at the head of Zhao Sheng and Li Protector.

"Break it for me!"

He Yi burst into tears, and the sword aura suddenly appeared!

"This person wants to attack, retreat!" The black-robed Immortal Venerable looked serious and motioned for Zhao Han to retreat behind him.

With the four shadows in front of him, even he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was false, and He Yi's body technique was very fast, from crossing those rolling stones to splitting this sword, it was only half a breath of time.

In such a short period of time, he simply couldn't cast the immortal magic again.

Seeing that the sword blade was about to fall, the black robe's eyes instantly burst out with a bright color, and when the big sleeves waved, a small turtle shell was sacrificed, and the brilliance was shining, and it became bigger and bigger in front of the two of them, forming a one-person tall turtle shell shield.

Magic weapon, turtle shield!

While!!!

He Yi's rapidly falling sword was slashing at the turtle shell, making a loud noise, and then, he felt an incomparably majestic rebound force surging from the turtle shell.

The three phantoms produced by the phantom characters were scattered on the spot by the huge anti-shock force of the turtle shell, and He Yi himself was also shaken by the five internal organs, and the demon slaying sword almost escaped from his hand.

"Damn, what kind of magic weapon is this, it actually has the ability to rebound attacks!" He Yi took a few steps back, finally stabilized his body, and wanted to jump to scold his mother angrily.

I finally found a chance to win, and I was stirred up by this turtle shell, and I had to find a way to deal with it again.

That turtle shell shield, not only is the defensive ability very powerful, but the attack power is even more extraordinary, under the control of the black robe, it keeps rising and falling like a boulder, hammering in the direction of He Yi repeatedly.

In an instant, the ground was smashed into several large craters by turtle shells.

While dodging, He Yi secretly thought about countermeasures, and his eyes inadvertently skimmed to Zhao Han behind Li Protector.

This guy has a vicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hand is constantly changing spells, as if some kind of magic is brewing.

This does not bode well.

Although Zhao Han's cultivation was mediocre, with Li Protector's aura as his support, he was able to overcome the restrictions and use powerful spells that he could not use originally.

So He Yi had to deal with it carefully.

"Phantom!"

After dodging the smashing of a turtle shell, He Yi used the phantom character again to separate three phantoms, and quickly approached Zhao Han while confusing Protector Li's sight.

One of them must be dealt with first!

"It's too late! Let's stop here!" At this time, Zhao Han's immortal technique had already been brewed.

Thundered

There was another violent tremor on the ground, and the earth cracked, and more than a dozen bottomless cracks appeared, like an abyss.

This crack appeared suddenly, almost without warning, He Yi was unsteady under his feet, staggered, and almost fell into the crack.

He hurriedly steadied his figure and leaped to his feet, trying to leave the trembling earth.

"You can't escape!" Zhao Han said in a tone of victory.

And then, the vision was born!

I saw more than a dozen huge arms made of rock, suddenly stretching out from those cracks, and their palms were wide open

, grabbed all the phantoms made by He Yi and the phantom characters in his hands, and quickly pushed them to the sky!

"Oops!"

He Yi secretly snorted badly, and hurriedly used the broken character, the demon slashing sword Jin Mang Dasheng, the sword qi slashed, cut off the stone arm that bound him, and took the opportunity to break free.

Although he successfully escaped from the shackles of the stone palm, this sword qi exposed He Yi's true body.

After all, the other three phantoms were not like He Yi, who had the ability to think independently, and under the grasp of the stone palm, they quickly disappeared.

"Found it!Immortal Venerable, it's up to you next!" After casting the Earth Binding Technique, Zhao Sheng's face began to turn a little pale.

After all, he is an immortal technique used by leapfrogging, although he has the spiritual power of the black robe as a support, but the consumption of his own spiritual power is still very great.

The black robe nodded, his eyes were sharp, staring at the huge stone palms in the sky, and said sharply: "Explosion!"

At the same time as hearing this voice, He Yi's pupils contracted sharply.

Thundered!!!

With the words of the black robe, He Yi's body was still being held in mid-air, and the half of the stone palm instantly exploded violently!

He Yi was the first to bear it, and was instantly overwhelmed by scattered rubble

Smoke rose from high in the air, and in the midst of the dust, a bloody figure fell, smashing the ground into a cloud of dust.

Then, the remaining huge arms that stretched into the air and kept twisting turned into palms under the control of the black-robed Immortal Venerable, one after another, like swatting flies, and quickly slapped in the direction of He Yi's fall!

Bang!!!

Bang!!!

Bang!!!

It was another wave of shaking.

"I didn't expect that just one enlightened person would consume so much of our energy. But this time, that guy should be unable to fly with wings!" The black-robed Immortal Venerable looked at the stone palms stacked up like a high mountain, and said in a deep voice.

He raised his arm slightly, and the turtle shell spontaneously flew back, slowly shrinking, and burrowing into his sleeve robe.

What about enlightened people? No matter how powerful the means are, they are just a mere mortal, how can a mortal fetus withstand such a huge amount of power?

I'm afraid that under the first palm blow, it has already turned into a puddle of flesh.

"Zhao family boy, go get the Yelang Heavenly Book!" the black robe ordered again.

The two of them stood there and waited for a moment, but they didn't notice anything else out of the ordinary, and they were relieved.

But at this time, the huge stone mountain piled up by the stone palms suddenly made a violent tremor, and a small crack appeared at the foot of the mountain, expanding more and more, and there seemed to be some behemoth in it, ready to come out!

Immediately after, a huge black sword qi, mixed with bursts of yin wind and fierce qi, burst out from that crack and soared straight into the sky!

Under this blow, the entire stone mountain collapsed to both sides.

"Isn't that guy dead? impossible, how is this possible!" Zhao Han was stunned and roared in disbelief.

What was happening in front of him was much more than he had ever expected.

Enlightened people are also mortals, and it is impossible for them to have the aura of protecting their bodies like cultivators, so how can they still be alive after being pressed under the mountain?

How could an ordinary mortal have such tenacious vitality?

The black-robed Immortal Venerable's face was pale, and he noticed the difference in this sword qi.

In the previous battle with He Yi, the other party had also used the sword qi several times, but the sword qi was golden, and it was extremely sharp and extremely penetrating, somewhat similar to the Jin Gang technique and the Sky Chopping Technique in the Jin Xing Technique.

And this time, the sword qi was black, extremely destructive and corrosive.

A piece of rubble splattered into the feet of the black-robed Immortal Venerable, and there was a little black gas bubbling from it.

At the edge of the stone, there were some signs of corrosion and ablation.

The most important thing is that when he saw this black air, he spontaneously had the idea of running away in fear.

It's not because I'm afraid of the power and arrogance of this sword aura, but it's like a poisonous snake meeting an eagle falcon, like a mouse meeting a cat.

It's like meeting your own natural enemy.,Out of instinct.,Subconsciously want to escape the weird feeling.。

This feeling instantly sent chills down his spine, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

In the midst of the ruins, He Yi slowly stood up, half of his body almost stained red with his own blood.

He gulped down his rough clothes, feeling deeply tired and powerless.

He Yi is about to lose his strength.

The continuous use of the characters on the Demon Slaying Sword is extremely enormous in terms of the consumption of essence, qi, and spirit.

The most terrible thing is that when He Yi was weak and weak, the Dark Pill that had been hanging on his chest also took the opportunity to break through the suppression of the sacrificial bones, and began to rise bursts of black qi, burrowing into He Yi's body and causing trouble everywhere!

Poof!

Poof!

In He Yi's ears, there was the sound of his heart beating.

At the same time, a dark and transparent black shadow slowly appeared around He Yi's body with this pulsating sound.

After nearly a year of silence, the evil spirits in the Immortal Pill have reappeared

"Do you need my strength?"

In the depths of He Yi's consciousness, a very seductive voice came from the faint side.

Immediately after, in the snowfield, the scene of the black Hellfire Karma Barrier instantly killing the Moon Snow Wolves quietly appeared in his mind.

"Do you need my strength?

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The voice was still seductive.

"No, I don't want to" He Yi held the Demon Slaying Sword, his voice so small that he could barely hear it.

How strong the power of the Immortal Pill is, He Yi has seen it with his own eyes.

But in the same way, if he rashly used the Stygian Pill, he was very likely to face the danger of being taken away.

In the end, even if he relied on the power of the Immortal Pill to defeat the two cultivators in front of him, his consciousness would be replaced by the evil ghosts in the Immortal Pill and become another person.

So what's the point of your own existence?

So how can your own will continue?

He Yi looked at the high sky in the distance, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

The blood gushing from the wound slid down and spread down the wrinkled lines of the green tendons.

Climb to the arm, then climb up to the back of the hand, follow the fingertips, carve a series of bright red marks on the demon slaying sword, and finally converge on the tip of the sword, drop by drop, into the dirt under your feet.

"No! you need, you need!" the voice screamed, echoing in He Yi's mind, and a large amount of black ghost qi wrapped around He Yi's body like a cocoon.

He Yi gasped.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch the bones of the ancestors and suppress them again.

But now he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms, and soon, his body was completely overwhelmed by clouds of ghost energy.

"Zhao family boy, this person is already at the end of the crossbow, go, give him the last blow!" The black-robed Immortal Venerable looked at the black ghost aura that permeated him layer by layer, and his heart trembled in shock.

He really didn't understand why he was so afraid of the black air.

It doesn't make sense at all!

The black robe was afraid, and Zhao Han was even more afraid, standing in place trembling.

Although they were far away, as soon as they saw the black qi, Zhao Han felt numb on the top of his head.

Listening to the order of the black-robed Immortal Venerable, Zhao Han was helpless, and it was worth using the little spiritual energy left in his body to condense a few thorn stones.

"Rest hurting my lord!"

"Who dares to hurt my brother!"

At this moment, two angry shouts suddenly came from the oblique, but it was two figures, one pulling out the horse, one jumping, and moving towards He Yi at a very fast speed.

The people who came, it was Red Sleeves and Jia Shao.

Before that, they were near the outskirts of the city, not too far away, so they could get there in the first place.

Jia Shao's face was full of anger, the horse's hooves trampled on the surrounding dirt, and a cloud of dust and smoke was raised behind him, which were the twenty-eight brave guards he had carefully selected from the Li Rong army, each of them was skilled in archery and horses, and their martial arts were extraordinary.

Originally, they were all He Yi's personal guards, but they had just left for a while, and after such a short while, such a big thing happened!

Looking at He Yi who fell in the middle of the ruins, Jia Shao was even more angry, and his steel teeth were clenched, so that his eyes were bloodshot, like a mad cheetah.

"I'll fuck you!"

Jia Shao's fresh clothes and angry horses, a blue iron rope dancing tiger and tiger wind, hurriedly thrown forward, the top of the place, but a circle around the city, swept towards Zhao Han, straight through Changhong.

On the other side, the red sleeves shuttle through the trees and jungles, a pair of beautiful eyes, and the jumping figure is like a ghost in the forest.

She plucked the pipa in her hand and rang it out repeatedly, there was a hidden killing in the sound, and after a few sounds, the jade fingers on the string suddenly accelerated, and the wind danced into a fantasy, sounding like a mess, but there was a hidden sound of swords hitting each other.

Pointing to the sound of stopping, he saw that several thorn stones condensed by Zhao Han in front of him were affected by the sound strike, and instantly exploded and shattered!

Boom Boom Boom !!

When the dust and smoke rose, the blue iron cable also arrived at the same time, heading towards Zhao Han under the hood.

Seeing this, Zhao Han wanted to hide, but before he could make a move, he felt that his whole body was tight, but it was a strong cover, and it tightened more and more, almost squeezing his internal organs together.

"What is this?"

Zhao Han kept struggling, wanting to use his body protection aura to break the iron cable.

A faint brown light lit up, but the iron rope stood still, and even the aura around the circle was forcibly dissipated.

How did he know that this blue iron rope, but He Yi carefully selected the immortal magic weapon for Jia Shao from the Qiankun bag left by the state pastors, and even the demon slaying sword could not hurt it in the slightest.

Although its grade is unknown, it must at least be a weapon of the same level as the Demon Slaying Sword. How could it be possible to break this iron rope with just a body protection aura?

"This is your Lao Tzu's bundle of hyenas!

Immediately afterwards, Jia Shao turned the horse's head, clamped the horse's back, pulled the iron rope with one hand, pulled Zhao Han's body and ran back.

Zhao Han staggered forward passively, frightened, and hurriedly performed the Escape Technique, and his whole body disappeared from the ground, but even so, the blue iron cable still firmly bound his body, and was pulled out of the ground by Jia Shao.

"Kill!"

In the rear, twenty-eight brave guards unsheathed their swords and guns, brushed shoulders with Jia Shao, and slacked their horses towards Zhao Han.

"Drink!"

The weapons they used in their hands were all demon-breaking weapons, which were extremely powerful, and when they passed by Zhao Han's side, they fired swords and guns, leaving several deep wounds on Zhao Han's body in an instant.

With a miserable scream, Zhao Han's voice was violent, his palms were folded, and then his hands burst out and slapped on the ground.

Suddenly, seven or eight cracks spread and trembled around with Zhao Han himself as the center, blocking the way for the horses to advance. The brave guards at the front couldn't stop their horses, and they fell between the cracks and fell into the abyss.

"You guys, all of you go and die!"

With the spiritual power borrowed from the black robe, countless sharp stone cones suddenly jumped out of the ground!