All the people who gathered their eyes here couldn't help but be stunned, they looked at the mid-grade spirit stone in the air that emitted a crystal light in a little daze, and they didn't react for a while, they didn't know what Yi Yunfei meant by this move.

Naturally, no one would really think that with a mid-grade spirit stone, they would be able to buy the people of Jade Sword Peak and let them go.

Fang Jianhong looked at Yi Yunfei with disdain, and shouted with a sneer: "You are also the head of a sect, like a clown to grandstand, you don't feel ashamed, I blush for you!"

Yi Yunfei looked at him with a strange smile, and did not answer, his eyes were firmly fixed on the spirit stone flying in the air, as if he was a little nervous.

From the time the spirit stone was thrown out to the time it fell, it was only two breaths, and it would soon fall to the ground. Seeing Yi Yunfei's expression, Fang Jianhong's body trembled suddenly, and suddenly thought of something, his hairs exploded, and he shouted, "Hurry back!"

The disciples of Jade Sword Peak are the elite of the Qingyun Sect, as soon as Fang Jianhong's words fell, they were all flying back at great speed, although their eyes were puzzled, they still carried out Fang Jianhong's order as quickly as possible.

"Kill!" Yi Yunfei's eyes were cold, and with an order, he first took out a few rune seals from his arms and threw them out, and the three hundred disciples behind him followed suit, and threw the rune paper in his hand in the direction of everyone in Jade Sword Peak without money.

"It's not good, I've been fooled!" Fang Jianhong only felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, as if he had broken into an inexplicable space, and he could no longer see the figures of the disciples around him, and even the surrounding sounds had been cut off, and there was incomparably silence.

Shocked in his heart, he shouted angrily, and the flying sword in his hand shuttled like lightning, tightly protecting his figure. Nervously looking around, looking for an opportunity to break the formation.

"Yi Yunfei, you are so despicable!" An angry roar came from the formation, Fang Jianhong completely went berserk, he took every precaution, and finally broke into the formation arranged by Yi Yunfei.

"You had to go in by yourself, I originally wanted to fight to the death with you, don't blame me!" Yi Yunfei smiled cheaply, the formation he arranged was not in the wasteland, nor was it in the position where Fang Cai's Jade Sword Peak disciples were standing, but it happened to be the direction in which Fang Jianhong exclaimed and retreated.

It was not so much that Yi Yunfei arranged the formation pit to kill them, it was better to say that the disciples of Jade Sword Peak jumped into the pit by themselves under the leadership of Fang Jianhong.

"Throw all the talismans out to me, after all, you are a master of entering the gods, and I am afraid that there will be means that are difficult for us to understand. Yi Yunfei urged loudly, the three hundred disciples behind him were naturally not stingy, the light of the rune seal reflected the sky in a fiery red, countless lightning flashed in the firelight, bursts of black smoke filled the air, and the furnace formed by hundreds of rune seals exuded a scorching heat that made the scalp tingle, as if to smelt everything.

The miserable screams sounded, and everyone saw that the disciples of Jade Sword Peak desperately supported a protective light in the firelight, blocking the power of the Fu Seal with difficulty, but after all, there were still more than a dozen people who couldn't hold it, and they were instantly turned into ashes by the Fu Seal.

"It's too much to deceive people!broken, broken, broken!" Fang Jianhong was furious, a simple jade stone on his chest shone brightly, enveloping and protecting his body, and the power of the talisman seal couldn't hurt him in the slightest. His eyes were like electricity, his gaze was like substance, and he scanned it quickly.

Everywhere he looked, the flying sword in his hand like a streamer, according to the trajectory of the mystery, constantly trembling and stabbing out, there was a burst of cracking sound in the formation, and some jade was actually found by this sword light, and it was instantly split into powder.

Yi Yunfei's eyes were cold, the monk who was in the spirit really couldn't be underestimated, he never thought that someone would be able to crack his formation in such a simple and crude way. Seeing that the formation began to shatter, and those Jade Sword Peak disciples who were bombarded by the Fu Seal rushed out one by one, the disciples of Yi Yun Sect tensed up and were ready for a real battle.

"Beast, I won't kill you, I won't be a man!" Fang Jianhong's flying sword in his hand is getting faster and faster, and the formation is constantly being cracked, as long as this formation finds a breakthrough, the speed of cracking will be faster and faster, those inscription iron pillars are cut off by the flying sword, and those jade with inscriptions are pierced into powder by the flying sword, and the formation is like broken glass, scattered all over the sky.

Fang Jianhong's eyes were on fire, flying at an extremely fast speed, with the sound of whistling through the sky, he was furious, there was only Yi Yunfei in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh raw! The disciple of Jade Sword Peak was the elite of the entire Qingyun Sect, and it was also the meat of his heart and soul Fang Jianhong, and it was also the capital of the Qingyun Sect that he had always been based on. Now in just one face, more than a dozen disciples have died, new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart, his eyes were torn, and he roared loudly!

Those disciples of Jade Sword Peak also got out of trouble, like a dragon entering the sea, and their breath burst out in an instant, roaring like a beast, and rushed towards the crowd of disciples of Yi Yun Sect. They have always been the proud sons of the Qingyun Sect, how could they have suffered such grievances? In front of everyone's eyes, they were so embarrassed, the fire of ignorance was burning in their hearts, and the black hair on the top of their heads stood up.

"Kill!" Yi Yunfei immediately took out the big official knife and greeted Fang Jianhong's flying sword. Although the flying streamer sword he had seized from Yuan Ziyi's hand was now able to master it, it was not so proficient, and he didn't have a suitable technique, so he naturally didn't dare to use it against the enemy.

"Bastard!"

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

As soon as the battle began, countless curses continued to come from the mouths of the disciples of Jade Sword Peak, which were mixed with a few muffled snorts after being injured.

There are three hundred disciples of Yiyun Sect, Fu Chunrong is in the middle of the command, and Zhao Yu, Li Hu, and Zhao Shuanglong are in command of the 100-person team respectively. And their opponent, the disciples of Jade Sword Peak, were already more than seventy people at the moment, and there were three people fighting one, and there were superfluous.

The disciples of Yi Yunzong have already obtained the true inheritance of Yi Yunfei, and they have never been heroes in battle, and if they can fight together, they will definitely not fight alone, and if they can beat their opponents in groups, they will never hesitate.

At this moment, with the advantage of numbers, a group of three and a group of five pounced towards the Jade Sword Peak disciple like a wolf. Angry roars sounded from time to time, and the scolding of the Jade Sword Peak disciples became more and more ugly, but the people of Yi Yun Sect were still indifferent, and even looked at the Jade Sword Peak disciples with the eyes of a fool, as if asking: "Fighting, isn't it just to beat the opponent down? Who stipulates that you can't fight more people and fight less?"

Obviously, Fang Jianhong only had a flying sword in his hand, but Yi Yunfei felt as if the sky was full of sword shadows at the moment, his Daguan knife danced like a windmill, and the sound of a fine impact came from time to time, Tianyantong was running with all his might, but he was still broken through by the sword light.

Although his body is strong, what Fang Jianhong uses in his hand is a rare flying sword, and its sharpness is not comparable to ordinary weapons, so there are many fine wounds on his body, and red blood spots are sprinkled on his clothes, which is very eye-catching.

"How can this be, I have obviously blocked it!" Yi Yunfei whispered, he naturally didn't care about this little injury, he was puzzled by how Fang Jianhong hurt him.

He only saw Fang Jianhong's cold face and keep swiping his fingers, and the flying sword was like a streamer of light weaving a web of light around his body. With the help of Tianyantong, the trajectory of the flying sword was clearly revealed in his eyes, and he was sure that every flying sword attack was completely blocked, but there were still inexplicably increasing wounds on his body.

"Could it be that this is the ability to enter the god realm?" Yi Yunfei fixed his eyes on Fang Jianhong, he didn't see any phantom existence from behind him, his viewing range gradually expanded, and the kilometer range with him as the center was all shrouded in divine thoughts.

Soon, he saw Fang Jianhong's artistic conception phantom, it could no longer be regarded as a phantom, it was a huge willow tree like a substance. The huge willow tree covered the sky and the sun, covering a radius of thousands of meters, not only enveloping Yi Yunfei in it, but even the entire battlefield was shrouded under this huge willow tree.

The emerald green willow branches seem to be stirred by the breeze, gently swaying, whether it is the branches or the slender willow leaves, they are crystal clear, like jade carving, flashing dazzling light. The picturesque scenery makes people intoxicated and makes people fall into it unconsciously. Yi Yunfei seemed to be stunned by the scene in front of him, and the whole person stood in place, motionless, with an intoxicated smile on his face.

Countless willow leaves fell from the willow branches, swirling colorfully, it was very good-looking, Yi Yunfei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his face was peaceful, as if he had forgotten that he was in the midst of a big war at the moment. At this moment, he had no way to discover that those swirling willow leaves contained an incomparably fierce murderous aura.

There was a clear chirp from the sea of knowledge, and the shadow of the knife that had been hidden in the sea of knowledge for a long time seemed to let out a cold snort of disdain. Yi Yunfei's body trembled suddenly, as if he had woken up from a dream, feeling the strong wind, as well as the tingling pain coming from his skin, his body suddenly retreated, and he retreated for a full kilometer, only to feel out of the range of the lore, his back was cold, and he was covered in a cold sweat.

In just a short moment, seven or eight wounds had been added to his body again, and he even felt that death was so close to him, and he felt a wave of fear in his heart.

"It's so terrifying, the divine thought that has the [Xuanling Sutra] to help me is already very powerful, and it can still confuse me, if it is someone else, wouldn't it be powerless in the hands of this person?" Yi Yunfei was surprised, those green willows that were extremely beautiful, as if they were still hanging with crystal dewdrops, actually hid the strong killing intent without any flaws, making people still intoxicated with it until death, how terrifying?

"Now kneel down to me, abolish your cultivation, and dissolve Yi Yunzong, I can still spare your life and let you survive!" Seeing Yi Yunfei wake up from his hallucination, although the corners of Fang Jianhong's eyes jumped slightly, as if he was persuading him to surrender, but Yi Yunfei looked at it coldly, and soon found that the huge willow tree was quietly shaking, and every willow leaf was trembling slightly.