Momentum oppression, it was ineffective against Yang Yibu before, but now Yang Yibu's soul has changed from virtual to real, not to mention Li Dazui, the five of them are just early to mid-stage monks of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, even if they are Mahayana monks, it is useless to oppress Yang Yibu's momentum.

Momentum oppression, the most important thing is the deterrence and suppression of the soul, Yang Yib's soul has been transformed from virtual to real, even if he leaves Yang Yib's body, he can exist alone in the world, and can become a separate individual, so the momentum oppression has lost its effect on him.

"Huh~Huh~" Li Dazui's huge momentum oppressed the bees and flocked to Yang Yibu.

Yang Yibu put his hands behind his back and looked at Li Dazui and the five of them with a wicked smile on his face, and a mocking smile crept up the corners of his mouth.

"How is it possible" Seeing that Yang Yibu did not move at all under the pressure of the momentum of the five of them, and looked light, Li Dazui shouted in surprise.

"You want to use momentum to oppress me, you are not worthy," Yang Yibu said to Li Dazui with a mocking look on his face.

"Yang Yib, are you too happy, the momentum can't oppress you, it doesn't mean that we can't kill you."

After Li Dazui was surprised, he quickly calmed down and said coldly to Yang Yibu.

"Li Dazui, haven't you figured out the reality yet, kill me, you are also unworthy" Yang Yibu's voice was cold and ruthless.

"Yang Yibu, I won't know until I know if I am worthy of fighting, if you know each other, hurry up, don't delay our exploration and treasure hunting."

Li Dazui's voice was cold, he actually didn't want to fight Yang Yibu to the end, he hoped that Yang Yibu would retreat.

"Li Dazui, your tone is a little too big, if you tell me to get out, I'll get out, am I too faceless, you don't talk nonsense, come if you want to fight."

Yang Yibu didn't have a good face for Li Dakou, and his words were equally cold.

"Yang Yibu, since you insist on looking for death, we will fulfill you, kill~" Li Dazui saw that Yang Yibu's persuasion was ineffective, so he didn't talk nonsense, he waved his hand to the four people behind him and shouted loudly.

"Kill~" The four people behind Li Dazui shouted, and together with Li Dazui, they each raised their weapons and killed Yang Yibu.

"Looking for death~" Yang Yibu looked at the five people who rushed towards him and shouted angrily, suddenly stepped forward, raised his big fist, and blasted forward with a punch.

"Boom~Boom~" Yang Yibu's punch slammed into the body of a ninth-level early cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, in the sound of a boom.

This ninth-level early cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage didn't even let out a scream, and turned into a blood mist with a sound of "tent".

"Ah~" His Yuan Ying screamed in panic and quickly retreated, he wanted to retreat behind his companion in order to escape for his life.

But can his Yuan Ying escape? There is no way for him to escape, and Yang Yibu has extreme confidence in his punch.

Yang Yibu threw out a punch, and his fist immediately turned into a fist into a grab, just as the body of this early ninth-level cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage had just exploded.

The monk's exclamation had not yet fallen, and as he began to retreat, he grabbed his Yuan Infant in his hand.

Powerful spiritual power poured out, and this early ninth-level cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage turned into an idiot before he even had time to speak, and was thrown into the space ring by Yang Yibu.

Yang Yibu's series of operations, from punching to collecting Yuan Ying, although it is a long story, but in fact the time is extremely short, not even a blink of an eye.

"Retreat~" Li Dazui saw that Yang Yibu killed one of his companions with one punch, and his reaction was also very fast, and he roared suddenly and stepped back.

"What? Li Dazui, weren't you crazy just now, how did you escape now," Yang Yibu said with a contemptuous glance at the four Li Dazui who had withdrawn some distance.

"Yang Yibu, you are not very proud, you just relied on our carelessness and killed one of us with the most powerful blow."

Li Dazui's face turned blue, and he said angrily, Yang Yibu's punch made Li Dazui completely lose his self-confidence, and he lost his previous ease of freehand.

"Li Dazui, no matter what method I use, at least I will kill a arrogant guy as soon as I make a move, I still don't want to bite me."

Yang Yibu seemed to be smiling, looking at Li Dazui and the four of them with a mocking look on his face.

"Everyone, don't hide it, use your most powerful blow, and we'll blow this boy to death with one blow."

Li Dazui's face became more and more pale, and he glanced at his companions and said.

"Okay, let's all use the strongest blow to kill this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky."

Which of the three female monks of the early ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage pursed her lips and looked at Yang Yibu in a hateful voice and said.

From the look in her eyes, it could be seen that which monk who had been killed by Yang Yibu with a punch before had a good personal relationship with her, or it was not necessarily her concubine.

"Whew~" Li Dazui and the three of them all nodded, and began to keep accumulating their strongest blow.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~" As the four of them kept accumulating strength, their momentum kept rising.

In the continuous ascension of the powerful momentum of the four of them, the clouds in the sky were all shaken apart by their momentum.

The whirring wind blew faster and faster, and one by one the whirlpools kept rotating around Li Dazui and the four of them, and the whirlpools became bigger and bigger, and they turned faster and faster.

The bodies of the four of them also began to swell, and their eyes all became scarlet, judging by the shape they expressed.

Li Dazui and the four of them should have cultivated the same secret method to improve their strength and squeeze their own potential, which is a secret method that destroys the world and destroys the world.

In the face of Li Dazui's secret method, Yang Yibu also had to be cautious, he put away his joking demeanor, and his face became solemn.

With a wave of his hand, the Loose Pattern Sword, which had not been used for a long time and had evolved again, appeared in Yang Yibu's hand, and Yang Yibu began to accumulate his strength constantly.

A layer of hazy golden-cyan light emanated from the blade of the once more evolved Loose Pattern Sword, rendering the Loose Pattern Sword in Yang Yibu's hand beautifully.

"Kill~" Li Dazui Their physical strength had been accumulated to the peak, and they couldn't accumulate it anymore, so they roared, and their respective peak cultivation poured down from their moves, carrying with them the ferocious power of destroying Xingyu.

Suddenly bombarded Yang Yibu, "Click~Click~" The space was shattering, and any unusually solid space in the waterfront abyss sank suddenly, as if something was sinking suddenly.

Fragmented spatial cracks were densely generated, and golden light erupted from the cracks, mixed with rapidly rotating spatial wind ninjas in the golden light.

In the sound of "clanging", the space near the water abyss was cut to pieces.

In the constantly flying spatial wind blade, Yang Yibu's clothes were flying, his long hair was flying, and he looked like a god who wanted to return in the wind.

"Kill~" In the face of the overwhelming devastating blow of Li Dazui's four people, Yang Yibu stepped forward, and the pine-patterned sword in his hand slashed out wildly.

Yang Yibu's sword used the peak strength of his early fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he grafted all the power of the twelve super-large worlds in the Zhenshi Tower onto the Loose Pattern Sword.

Yang Yibu's sword did not bless the power of the Gathering Spirit Continent, which had already become a super-large world, and the power of the soul that had long been transformed into reality.

This sword of his can be said to be the pinnacle of the sword, not that Yang Yibu doesn't want to do it with all his might, but Yang Yibu thinks.

For Li Dazui and the four of them, it is enough for their sword to destroy them all, and besides, they have to leave a little hole card at the bottom of the box, which can be prepared.

Yang Yibu's sword came out, and the sword of destruction that had been improved many times no longer had the huge momentum it had at the beginning, and the current sword looked ordinary and appeared in the sky.

It has already changed from a huge sword that covers the sky and the sun to a small sword like a clear light and cold moon, and such a sword will feel that this is a very gentle and peaceful sword in the eyes of any monk, and it is a sword without any lethality.

Yang Yibu's sword has already returned to the basics, and it has truly reached the sword of great ingenuity, at first glance, it looks like a sword inadvertently swung by an inferior boy when he was playing.

The sword that Yang Yibu swung out met the earth-shattering blow of Li Dazui's four people with an extremely gentle attitude and extremely slow speed.

Yang Yibu's sword was as gentle as water, and under the blow that Li Dazui and the four of them jointly blasted, it looked a little weak.

It's like an oil lamp, in a raging storm, flashing and flashing, as if it would go out at any time, and it would be destroyed at any time.

"Hahaha, Yang Yibu, you are dead" Li Dazui was out of breath after their joint blow was issued, and the pale-faced Li Dazui laughed in his extremely weak voice.

If there were monks watching the battle, they would definitely say what Li Dazui said, and they would also think that Yang Yibu would definitely die.

Because anyone can see that which blow of Yang Yibu is too vulnerable and too weak in front of which blow of Li Dazui and them.

It's like a child, dancing a small wooden sword in his hand, fighting with an adult as powerful as four towers.

So no one will be optimistic about Yang Yibu, and it is precisely because of this that Li Dazui will laugh out loud when he is extremely weak.

Because Li Dazui foresaw the death of Yang Yibu, whether it was a mortal or a monk, when they knew that their enemy was about to die, their mood must have been extremely comfortable and extremely happy, and it was precisely because of this that Li Dazui laughed happily.