There was a cross star shining between his fingers, and Ye Xiaodi was in the dark curtain, like the most brilliant fireworks, although it failed to cut through the entire curtain, but it could not be said that Ye Xiaodi was not bright because of this.

Because he lent the broken knife to Hua Jieyu, Ye Xiaodi only wanted to condense a sword qi to fight against Yang Jian, but he was also startled by the cross star that he emitted.

There was a slight hesitation between his eyebrows, and he ascended to the sky again, Ye Xiaodi had a little time to pay attention to the surrounding scenery, but he hadn't seen the dark sky for a long time! Thinking back to those heavenly people who rested and meditated when they were tired, Ye Xiaodi was a little curious about what these people would do when the night was approaching?

"Long time no see!"

Ye Xiaodi smiled and muttered.

Yang Jian is naturally self-aware, and he knows that Ye Xiaodie's sentence "long time no see" is not said to himself, so he doesn't bother to talk.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand shook, although he had placed Ye Xiaodi in a very high position before, but at this moment, Yang Jian suddenly found that he still underestimated Ye Xiaodie. Originally, I heard that Ye Xiaodi could condense sword qi into a formation, and he was also good at an extremely powerful fist technique derived from that Wudang Mountain, which Yang Jian had learned when he was in the underworld, but today it seems that this Ye Xiaodie's ability is not just what he hearsay! At least two fingers condense sword qi into a blade, and no one in Yang Jian's memory can do it.

"Daoist Ye is more refined in cultivation than when he was in the underworld!"

Yang Jian laughed, but the movements in his hands were not as kind as his words, the three-pointed two-edged knife tore the air, rolled up a whistling sound, and the next moment Yang Jian had already come to Ye Xiaodi.

Not only did Ye Xiaodi notice the change in the sky, but Yang Jian had already known it, and silently muttered in his heart, "Time is running out!" When Yang Jian made a move, he moved even faster.

There was no sound of gold and iron colliding, but the three-pointed and two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand met the cross star between Ye Xiaodi's fingers, and it was difficult to move forward.

Ye Xiaodie and Yang Jian are like two mime actors, the two of them come and go quietly, but the danger can only be experienced when you are there.

The three-pointed two-edged knife fell close to Ye Xiaodie's face, and the three-foot green front condensed by the cross star between Ye Xiaodie's two fingers was also close to the ground, uprooting Yang Jian.

The knife fell in his hand, Yang Jian flew to dodge Ye Xiaodie's attack, his body accelerated and fell, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand had not yet landed, so he directly lifted Ye Xiaodie away!

There was a roaring sound in his ears, and Ye Xiaodie, who was almost lifted away by Yang Jian, finally stabilized his body in the air, listening to the sound that was getting closer and closer, Ye Xiaodi didn't have time to react at all, and waved the three-foot Qingfeng to control his landslide and tsunami, all of which were slashed with a sword.

The two extremely strong forces met unexpectedly, and there was still no sound, but the silent wave of qi directly separated Hua Jieyu and the giant spirit god who were still fighting. Hua Jieyu's body technique is good, and after staggering, he stabilized his body, and the giant spirit god sat directly on the ground!

Looking at the qi waves that were pushing into the distance, Hua Xie Yu squinted his eyes slightly, and only asked in his heart, how much cultivation was suppressed by this Yang Jian when he was in the underworld?

The Ye Xiaosaucer who was stranded in the air shook and fell, and Yang Jian stood up from the ground, holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife and directly rushed down to the falling Ye Xiaodi.

"Huh!"

Looking at Yang Jian, who rushed straight towards him, Ye Xiaodie couldn't help laughing, as for why he laughed, Ye Xiaodie himself didn't know very well, but when he looked at Yang Jian, Ye Xiaodie couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't find the exact words for a while, so he gave up the idea of words.

Yang Jian heard Ye Xiaodie's laughter, so he was even more angry, and he didn't want to leave a word, only a sneer?

In mid-air, Ye Xiaodi and Yang Jian passed by again.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand bit off the hair on Ye Xiaodie's sideburns, and the three-foot Qingfeng in Ye Xiaodie's hand also shaved off a large piece of Yang Jian's robe armor.

"It's a pity to cultivate like this to guard the underworld!"

Ye Xiaodi laughed loudly at Yang Jian.

What I wanted to say was "It's a pity to be a dog in the Emperor of Heaven if you cultivate like this!" But at the moment when Ye Xiaodi looked at Yang Jian, the son could not be taught, and a few words suddenly jumped into Ye Xiaodie's mind, so he dispelled the idea of saying this.

This time, Ye Xiaodi and Yang Jian switched positions with each other, Ye Xiaodi fell to the ground, and Yang Jian floated in the air.

"Go!"

A word burst out of his mouth, and Yang Jian, who was in the air, directly threw the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand at Ye Xiaodi.

Ye Xiaodi was stunned, at this time, the two of them were not decided, as for throwing weapons?

If it is said that Yang Jian does not want to win, Ye Xiaodi does not believe it. Sure enough, the three-pointed two-edged knife thrown by Yang Jian, when it was less than ten steps away from Ye Xiaodi, suddenly turned into a three-headed dragon and rushed towards Ye Xiaodi, which made Ye Xiaodie, who was already ready to enter the white blade empty-handed, startled, and hurriedly grabbed the two heads of the three-headed dragon, but was still sprayed by the third head.

"Mo Xue!"

Ye Xiaodi was disgusted, and directly grabbed the neck of the three-headed dragon and threw it into the air.

And Mo Xue, who had already transformed into a body in the clouds, could no longer control her excited body after hearing Ye Xiaodi's voice, and rushed directly out of the clouds towards the three-headed dragon, and the nine heads took advantage of the three heads!

Ye Xiaodi sighed silently, the predatory Mo Xue is always the most serious!

"Evil beast!"

The nine-headed roar appeared, and Yang Jian was furious.

There were many reasons for guarding the underworld at the beginning, all because of this nine-headed roar, and now this guy dares to bully his own blade with his own head, which is also shameless!

"No wins, where to go!"

When Yang Jian wanted to rescue the three-headed dragon, Ye Xiaodi suddenly rushed out, directly blocking Yang Jian's rescue route.

If Li Maogong was here, he would definitely ask curiously, when the gods fight, they will also feel sorry for their treasures?

Ye Xiaodi didn't have to ask, because from Yang Jian's expression at the moment, Ye Xiaodie already knew that the immortals felt sorry for their treasures!

"Okay, good, good, you Ye Xiaodie, look at the move!"

Already miraculously laughing, knowing that if he didn't step on Ye Xiaodie's body, he would definitely not be able to rescue the three-headed dragon, his robe and armor trembled, and Yang Jian directly ran his eight or nine Xuan Gong!

"You make a move!"

Ye Xiaodi smiled and put away the cross star between the pairs, after all, he always maintained a posture, and his fingers were still a little sore!

Looking at Yang Jian, who was running the Eight or Nine Xuangong towards him, Ye Xiaodi clenched his fists.

Since Qianzhong Mountain failed to kill the Ten Thousand Ancestors last time, what about Wanzhong Mountain this time?