Yan Zhen's eyes were a little cold, and he patted his head with a headache, only five of the thirteen Jindan realms fell to the ground, but they didn't kneel down and beg for mercy, they just expressed an attitude, and the rest of the people should still have a fluke mentality.

"Then there is no way, beat them to serious injuries and use them as coolies for Ah Yuan!" Yan Zhen shook his head and muttered to himself, toasting and not eating and drinking, what else can he do? He can't really kill them all. After all, these people are not demons, as long as they are not people who really hurt his side, he will still give them a few more chances.

"Let's go!" Yan Ji waved his hand, and the golden feather sword feather once again made a sound of breaking through the air, shooting towards Zi Yu and the others.

The Hongshan Immortal naturally didn't watch his apprentice have an accident, he waved his palm and pressed it again, and a big hand covered the sky and the sun, like a giant's grip, running down from the sky, causing a violent roar in the air and a constant vibration of the void.

"Old Zamao, I see that you are also impatient. The swallow mark flew into the air to meet it, and the seven-colored Longquan Sword flashed with dazzling colors, and several sword rays burst out to stop the blood-colored big hand.

"The Yuan Shen Realm double is really powerful, I don't use the natal flying sword, I can feel the soul thoughts in the flying sword more than once. Yan Scar was secretly surprised, this had never happened before when he slashed the Black Flame and the Demon Lord of Fufei.

"Junior, what a gut!" Hongshan Immortal was upset, he had already maintained quite a reasonable mind, but Yan Zhen was so stubborn that he was very embarrassed.

What's more, Yan Zhen already had the intention of killing his disciple, and he couldn't let it go.

It's just that he is also afraid of cause and effect, Yan Zhen is so strong, if he doesn't have any support, this is absolutely impossible. It's just that he can't see through the causal line of the swallow trace.

"This kid is too evil!" Hongshan Immortal was helpless, he was still hesitating, it was too much to do something to a mundane like Yan Zhen, and it was possible to catch himself up if he was not careful.

"Poof!poof!"

The golden feather broke through the defenses of the eight monks left in mid-air, shooting them into a hornet's nest.

The eight people, without exception, were covered with gold, and if you look at them from a distance, they are strikingly similar to the golden sparrow.

"Little friend, are you willing to let them go?" The rainbow cedar immortal clenched his hand trembling slightly, now he can still save these eight people, it will be difficult to say later.

"Let them live or die! Now, I should settle the score with you. Yan Zhen swept up into the air, prepared his natal flying sword, and was ready to do it at any time, "I didn't know you, but as a result, you gathered a group of Jindan Realm monks to come and kill me, what is your purpose?

The Hongshan Immortal raised his eyebrows, did he care about what purpose he wanted to kill a mortal?

Many monks have created immeasurable killings in order to cultivate, like dealing with those mortals who are powerless, they can kill a piece with just one look.

If you don't become an immortal, you are all mortal. Immortals still care about the feelings of mortals?

"I just heard that the good apprentice was being bullied, so I found someone to be angry for him in a hurry, and I didn't intend to hurt you. The Hongshan Immortal blurted out that he had reached the point of rage, but he still forcibly endured this breath. Knowing that this would damage his face, he still did not lose his mind.

"It seems that everything is done by Zi Twilight!" Yan Zhen pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, "If he can still live today, I will spare his life, but the treasure on his body will belong to me." As for the others, they will be sent under me from now on."

"Boy, I've already given you a lot of face, don't go too far. The Hongshan Immortal said angrily, "Wouldn't it be a blatant slap in the face to detain everyone?"

Yan Zhen squinted at him and sneered, "If you do something wrong, you should be punished! Do you think that after I was assassinated, I should pretend that nothing happened?"

The Hongshan Immortal stared at Yan Zhen, although what the young man said was not very wrong, but he repeatedly trampled on his face, and he really couldn't tolerate it.

Several long vines flew out of the rainbow cedar immortal's sleeves, rolling towards the swallow marks. Since it doesn't make sense, I can only teach this young man a lesson first.

Yan Zhen's eyes were sharp, and he quickly retreated, distancing himself from the Hongshan Immortals, and the Seven-Colored Dragon Spring Sword slashed out a storm of destruction, blocking the long vines.

"The little master actually fought with the immortals!" the golden finch chirped and was extremely excited.

Ah Yuan's face was worried, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and he prayed for Yan Zhen in his heart, hoping that his master would not be injured in the battle!

"The afterlife is terrifying!" the Shui Yun Immortal Sect Ancestor muttered in a low voice.

The streets of Liangdu were empty, and those who did not escape from the city came to the streets to talk about the battle in heaven.

"Broken Sky!" Yan Scar snorted softly, cutting off several branches of the Hongshan Immortal, and the seven-colored Dragon Spring Sword erupted with blazing light, and the furious sword qi destroyed the vitality of the broken branches.

"You...... Boy, you have to be forgiving and forgiving!" the rainbow cedar immortal's face turned pale, but he didn't expect his best blow to miss.

"Okay, I'll cut off your head first, and I'll be forgiving. Yan Zhen was not afraid at all, his hand formed a sword mark, and the flying sword turned into a huge wind drill, stabbing towards the head of the Hongshan Immortal.

"That kid is crazy, he will actually attack Shizun!" Zi Twilight's eyes widened, blood spilled from his mouth, he was seriously injured, but he would not die for a while.

"How dare he!" the scruffy middle-aged man snorted angrily. He was the most seriously injured, and Yan Zhen's Golden Feather Sword Feather took special care of him, destroying all his limbs.

The Hongshan Immortal's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was extremely gloomy, and the mud bodhisattva also had a three-point temper, not to mention that he was originally the kind of domineering type.

"Cedar clone!" The Hongshan Immortal's sleeve fell to the ground, and the vines quickly grew into exactly the same clone as him, but the aura was much worse, "I won't bully you, if you can kill my clone today, I won't care about this matter here." Come on, make a break!"

"Heh, you're thinking very well, it's still me who suffers!" Yan Zhen snorted coldly, "I won, you do three things for me, these people are all handled by me; if I lose, you can take these people away, from now on you take your sunshine road, I take my single-plank bridge, we don't bother each other." ”

The Hongshan Immortal stared at Yan Zhen for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Okay, but you can't borrow external force." If you find an immortal to fight me, I will win. ”

"Yes!" Yan Scar was dressed in the Northern Pluto Star cloak, and rushed towards the Cedar clone of the Hongshan Immortal at great speed, a peerless sword light with soul flame brewing on his arm.

The cedar clone also swooped down towards the swallow mark, and the branches stretched, like a hedgehog, with a sharp thorn.

The two staggered, and a huge slash split the cedar clone, and the miserable roar spread throughout Liangdu.

"Can't stop it!" Hongshan Immortal's heart was half cold, how could this be possible? His clone also had one-tenth of the strength of the main body, and he couldn't even block Yan Zhen's blow!