Yao Hailei walked out of the room, and after taking a few steps, he heard an angry shout from afar, and when he looked up, he saw Ling Mengjie holding a spear and running quickly.

Yao Hailei was depressed and had no interest in fighting with him, so he turned around and wanted to take a detour to avoid it. I didn't want Ling Mengjie to see him earlier, so he shouted: "The surname Yao, stop for me!"

Yao Hailei stopped his steps, glanced at him lazily, and said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

Ling Mengjie shook the spear in his hand and said coldly: "Yao Hailei, I want to challenge you!"

Yao Hailei looked at him and said lightly: "Let's talk about it when you get to the Combined Five Heavens, don't bother me." ”

Ling Mengjie was slightly stunned when he heard this, and suddenly reacted, and said in shock: "You...... Have you reached the Yuan Infant Stage?" Yao Hailei agreed listlessly, waved his hand casually, and turned around to leave.

I don't want him to take a few steps, Ling Mengjie's angry roar was already heard behind him: "I don't care if you have reached the Yuan Infant Stage or not, in short, dare to touch Youpian and give me death!" Before the words fell, the sound of breaking the sky was already sounding behind him.

Yao Hailei was in a depressed mood, and he didn't want to do it, but Ling Mengjie actually attacked from behind, and his anger surged for a while, and his body shook to avoid the tip of the gun behind his back.

Just dodging the way, Yao Hailei's body turned, his hand pinched the sword trick, and in an instant, the azure blue sword in the sky roared out, Ling Mengjie couldn't even dodge, and was directly blasted out dozens of meters.

Yao Hailei snorted coldly, stepped out, and saw that the space around him was slightly distorted, and the whole person had actually teleported out more than 100 meters, and after several twists, he had disappeared.

For some reason, after expressing to Zhao Lingsheng that he didn't like Luo Youlian, Yao Hailei was inexplicably a little more irritable.

After wandering around in the sword world for a long time, he actually lost interest in the sword ceremony, he was a free and easy person, and at the moment he was depressed, where was he still in the mood to participate in the sword ceremony, and he actually went directly out of the sword world and wanted to return to Jiaxing.

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Time rewinds an hour ago, at the foot of Shushan Mountain, in the woods on both sides.

More than a dozen black-robed men gathered in the woods, talking softly.

The group talked for a while, and a black-robed man took out a small flag, shook it gently, and a blood-red ghost, as if composed of liquid, flew out of the small flag, flew around the crowd several times, and then raised his head and shouted in a low voice towards the top of the mountain.

"I've said a long time ago that the Origin-Eater can't be mistaken, that person must have arrived on this mountain. The black-robed man immediately said excitedly, but the language he spoke was actually extremely clear Chinese.

Another black-robed man said coldly: "I didn't say that the Source Devouring Ghost was mistaken, but I believe you also sensed it, there are countless momentum on the mountain, and even now there are countless masters on the mountain road walking up the mountain, this must be a grand event for the masters of the Central Plains, if we rush up, it is likely to provoke the siege of the masters of the Central Plains." The language he spoke turned out to be the same Chinese.

Among the dozen or so people, except for the two, the remaining fifteen people were all wearing the same black robes, but the black robes worn by the two were engraved with several bright red bloodlines.

A bloodshot man in his robe said coldly, "Okay, let's wait here, Babu, you control the Source Devouring Ghost, once that person comes down the mountain, immediately sneak over." ”

Babulu, the black-robed man with the small banner in his hand, nodded, "Got it, Chief." ”

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At this moment, the flow of people entering the sword world has been greatly reduced, and when Yao Hailei walked out of the sword world and went down the mountain, he did not encounter much resistance.

Those disciples of the Shushan Sect didn't think much about it when they saw that he was going down the mountain, after all, sometimes the forces of all parties always had something to leave temporarily, so they didn't stop him.

Yao Hailei went all the way down the mountain road, and when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, a sense of danger surged in his heart, and he subconsciously stopped and looked around.

Suddenly, his heart was in shock, he kicked the ground, and the whole person scurried backwards, and at the moment when he kicked the ground and flew back, the place where he was standing suddenly burst open, and a pitch-black humanoid ghost jumped out of the ground and roared loudly at him.

Yao Hailei was shocked, a sword burst out of his palm, and he said coldly: "Who is it?"

There was a sound of footsteps, and I saw nine black-robed people walking out of the mountain road, and at the same time, eight black-robed people actually appeared behind him, and for a while, he was actually attacked by these black-robed people.

Yao Hailei frowned, and said coldly: "Who are you? Why are you ambushing Yao here?" A bloodshot man in a robe stretched out his hand to lift the hood, only to see that he had dark skin and a mouthful of bright teeth, and he was a black man.

Yao Hailei's face was slightly gloomy, and he said coldly: "You are here to avenge those black people?" The black man sneered, and said senran: "Sure enough, you killed the Holy Son." ”

Yao Hailei frowned slightly, thinking about how these black people could track him, and suddenly saw a black man with a blood-red head suspended above his head, like a ghost condensed by liquid, his heart moved, and he frowned: "Can you track me?"

The black man glanced at Yao Hailei in surprise, and then sneered: "What if you know, you are dead today, do it!" As he spoke, he raised his arm and waved, and the eight black-robed people beside him lifted their black robes and took out their weapons.

Seeing these black men, they were four warrior hunters and four wizards, and at the same time, seven of the eight black-robed people behind him also lifted their black robes, and they were four warrior hunters and three wizards.

Yao Hailei quietly released his spiritual sense, and his face suddenly changed.

Except for the two blacks who had never lifted their black robes, the remaining fifteen blacks were all cultivators in the Yuan Infant Period, and the two blacks who had never lifted their black robes were actually cultivators in the Distraction Period.

Yao Hailei took a long breath, there was a trace of perseverance in his eyes, and with a stroke of one hand, the thunder spear, the blue sword, and the Taibai sword disc were sacrificed by him together, and with a loud shout, he actually pointed his toes on the ground and rushed forward.

Those black people obviously couldn't imagine that Yao Hailei was at a disadvantage and dared to make the first move, and they were slightly stunned.

Taking advantage of their stunned moment, Yao Hailei had already rushed into the crowd with three magic weapons, at this moment, the three magic weapons were covered with azure sword rays, and at the same time, he was also covered with a layer of sword rays.

At this time, the rest of the blacks came back to their senses, and except for the two blacks who were in the distraction period, the remaining twelve blacks rushed up with a roar.

The warrior hunters pulled out their scimitars one after another, and their fighting spirit soared, and those wizards took out their vine canes one after another, and chanted spells at Yao Hailei, and in a moment, various wizards such as curses and negative spells had already been attached to Yao Hailei's body.

Yao Hailei roared again and again, controlling the three magic weapons, with no defense at all, like a tiger descending from a mountain, fighting wildly in the crowd.

Suddenly, he pinched the sword technique with both hands, and the "Taiqianyi Sword Technique" was launched to the extreme, and hundreds of swords roared out, not only blasting those attacks into slag, but also splitting several warrior hunters into bloody mud.

Yao Hailei was killing happily, and suddenly his body sank, as if he was suddenly pressed on his shoulders by a mountain.

His heart sank, and he turned his head to look, only to see several wizards chanting words, the tips of their rods flashing with a reddish light, obviously performing witchcraft such as curse spells, and at the same time, several wizards summoned skulls and howled and shot at Yao Hailei.

Yao Hailei had a fierce light in his eyes, and suddenly grabbed the Bi Ling Sword, the sword soared, and swept it towards those skulls, and with four snaps, the four skulls were all swept away by him with one sword.

Yao Hailei swept away those skulls with a sword, opened his mouth and shouted, and the sword yuan power burst out from the acupoints around his body.

In an instant, his whole person seemed to have turned into a sword demon of the world, and countless sword rays shot out from his acupoint, and several warrior hunters around him couldn't dodge, and were directly pierced through his body by the sword rays.

A warrior hunter roared in anger, and with a move of the scimitar in his hand, his fighting spirit exploded, and he slashed down.

Yao Hailei clenched his left hand into a fist, and actually met the blade of the scimitar with his flesh and blood. With a choking sound, the fighting spirit attached to the scimitar collapsed on the spot, and several cracks appeared in the scimitar.

Yao Hailei's arm shook slightly, and then he pinched the sword technique again, and the sword roared and shot towards the man's throat. The man was frightened because the scimitar was cracked by Yao Hailei with his flesh and blood, and he was shot through the throat by the sword and died in a miserable howl.

At this time, several wizards finally saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly recited a spell, and everyone heard several roars, and several heads and the humanoid ghosts who had sneaked up on Yao Hailei underground before came out of the ground.

I saw that they had meat wings on their backs, hideous faces, fierce eyes and sharp teeth, and the ten fingers of their hands were extremely sharp, exuding a terrifying momentum.

Yao Hailei frowned, and said coldly: "Gargoyle?"

The humanoid ghosts roared in unison, spread their wings behind their backs, and whistled and pounced on Yao Hailei.

Yao Hailei's face was gloomy, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and with a slash, several thunderbolts burst out from his palm and slashed at the body of the gargoyles.

In an instant, those gargoyles already had several more injuries that were visible to the bones, and after those thunderbolts slashed at them and were bounced away, these thunderbolts shook slightly, and they turned into countless sword-shaped rays of light out of thin air, and they slashed back, with countless clicks, and those gargoyles shattered into stone chips all over the ground on the spot.

Yao Hailei saw that those wizards seemed to want to make a move, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his hands swayed, and the Dao Dao thunder and lightning were slashed out by him again, slashing towards those wizards from afar.

This spell was created by him, called the "Thunder Sound Sword", which is to attack the enemy with thunder and lightning first, and when the attack is over, the thunder and lightning will turn into a sharp sword again and carry out a second attack.

This spell is a combination of the "Taiqian Yi Sword Technique" and the thunder and lightning of the thunder spear, and it is quite powerful, and it is one of the most powerful spells he can cast at present.