[Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Techniques] pays attention to courage and diligence, and moves forward bravely, Yi Yunfei retreated, and there was obviously a gap in his mood. Seeing Wen Renxiang's sword galloping forward, he actually felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, unlike usual, he faced it head-on at the first time, but reflexively wanted to retreat.

It's just that his mind is still quite clear, at this moment, such a lightning sword, only a few steps away, he has no possibility of dodging, Wen Renxiang's speed is the fastest he has ever seen, and he is almost on par with him who launched [Extreme Speed], if he retreats, there will be no other result except for the death of the sword.

"Break ten thousand laws!" A desperate emotion rose in his heart, as if he had seen the scene of himself being pierced by a long sword and blood flowing, Yi Yunfei's move was a move to do his best, without the slightest reservation, the strength of the whole body was exerted with all his strength, the operation of the Xuan Qi in the body had stimulated the swelling pain in the meridians, the [Xuan Ling True Scripture] in his mind was spinning wildly, and the long knife in his hand was shining brightly, and it had already emitted a hot breath.

Life and death, just in this knife, the wandering on the edge of death, stimulated all his potential, and the power of this knife has exceeded his previous time. It was as if the sky had been split in half by this knife, and when the long knife slashed down, there was a sound of wind and thunder.

At this moment, the battle of the brigade is nearing the end, except for the group of people besieging Hu Kaiyu who are still fighting, most of the other people heard the amazing movement here, and unconsciously stopped the battle in their hands, and looked at this side with dull eyes.

Yi Yunfei's arms were sore, he couldn't lift them up at all, the blood on his hands was coagulated, the Daguan knife had been stuck to his hands with dried blood, and his fingers were stiff and numb, so he held the Daguan knife in his arms and retreated sharply.

It was as if his chest was pressed by a mountain, and his breath was stagnant, and he couldn't exhale in his chest. As soon as his body was weak, he finally couldn't stand, and he fell to the ground with a bang, but fortunately, when he fell, this impact, under the vibration of his abdomen and back, he passed this breath, and a mouthful of blood flowed upstream, and squirted out with a pop, and his face and body were red with blood.

Looking at Wen Renxiang with a somewhat sloppy gaze, Yi Yunfei was finally desperate, Wen Renxiang stood steadily in front of him, although the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but he still walked towards him step by step steadily, this person's whole body was full of fine blood beads, as if soaked in blood, and the blood vessels on his face kept stirring strangely, like Shura crawling out of hell, smiling, approaching step by step.

"In the end, my heart is still too big, and I kicked it to the iron plate. It seems that Lao Tzu is going to explain here today. It's a pity that Lao Tzu's good foundation has been taken by me to the ditch!" Yi Yunfei smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking a little about Zhou Yuwei, some about Ruoxi, and some about these brothers who accompanied him step by step. It's a pity that with a single thought, everything will immediately come to naught.

"Hugh wants to kill my sect master!"

"Old horseman, what's coming at me, don't hurt the sect master!"

"If you dare to kill the sect master, I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives!"

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Almost everyone in Yi Yunzong put down the battle in their hands and rushed towards this side like crazy. However, Yi Yunfei and Wen Renxiang fought and were already too far away from the main battlefield, although these people shouted loudly and ran towards this side with no life, they were far from being able to quench their thirst and were powerless to return to the sky.

Many people were running, tears flew out of their cheeks, and seeing the faint smile on Yi Yunfei's face, these people's hearts were like knives. Whether it is those people who have been accepted from the Backing Mountain Sect, or the former disciples of the Huoyun Sect who have not followed Yi Yunfei for a long time, they are all poor people who are struggling to survive in this troubled world, Yi Yunfei is usually very arrogant, and the management of the sect is not meticulous, but after all, he has traveled from modern times, and some deep-rooted concepts always affect his behavior, such as taking the lead in battle, showing compassion for his subordinates, and compensating for the dead and wounded, these things that he takes for granted, and he is always moved by these people who follow him.

This world is cruel, the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest. The world is complicated, full of strife, full of deceit. But at the same time, this world is also very simple, the person who dies for his confidant, when he meets someone who treats him sincerely, it is precious, and the biggest advantage of people in this world is that he knows how to cherish. Therefore, they worked hard for Yi Yunzong, shed tears for Yi Yunfei, and just kept everything beautiful.

"Farewell, my brother, my love!" A few steps away, Wen Renxiang walked not slowly, but Yi Yunfei seemed to have walked his life in this world again, joyful, lonely and sad, mixed tastes, but he did not regret it, sighed lightly, muttered to himself, and closed his eyes gently.

Hearing the footsteps of people approaching step by step, it also means that death is approaching. The chaotic footsteps in the distance were approaching rapidly, Zhao Yu and Li Hu rushed to the front, their eyes were red, and there were faint blood stains at the corners of their mouths, and the speed of running at this moment had exceeded the limit of their bodies.

Yi Yunfei had completely given up, and all over his body, he only had the strength to open his eyes, and there was no chance to resist. The sound of footsteps, like the ticking of the grandfather's pendulum clock in another world, announced the passage of time and the approach of death. But just as he was waiting for death, the ticking sound of the pendulum clock suddenly paused, and Yi Yun, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, opened his eyes violently.

Wen Renxiang stopped three steps in front of him, the long sword in his hand pointed at him, but he didn't take any step forward, his eyes widened, looking at him with murderous aura, but the long sword never stabbed down.

"I said, if you want to kill, you have a good time, what does it mean to be so stiff?" Yi Yunfei coughed a few times, spurted out some blood foam again, and said weakly.

Wen Renxiang didn't respond, he stood there like a sculpture, motionless, and the situation was extremely weird. It was precisely because of this little delay that Zhao Yu and Li Hu had already rushed over, stretched out their arms, and blocked in front of Yi Yunfei.

"Be careful, this old guy used the technique to stimulate potential, it's a bit difficult!" Yi Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had a chance to live, but on the one hand, he was a little puzzled why Wen Renxiang stopped at the last moment, and on the other hand, he was also worried that Wen Renxiang's terrifying potential exercise had not expired, and Zhao Yu and Li Hu could not stop it.

Wen Renxiang still didn't move, but there were more and more people in Yi Yunzong, and soon, most of the masters had already arrived, and the inner and outer three layers surrounded Wen Renxiang, and several people helped Yi Yunfei to the side with their hands and feet.

"Kill!" Zhao Yu and Li Hu ordered almost at the same time, and the cold light of countless sharp weapons flashed, and the sound of breaking the air continued to sound, and they all beckoned towards Wen Renxiang.

"Be careful!" Although Yi Yunfei didn't have the slightest strength at the moment, his eyes were still wide open, staring at Wen Renxiang in the crowd, very worried that this person would burst out and hurt people. However, what stunned him was that everyone's weapons slashed at Wen Renxiang's body without hindrance, and this person did not resist in the slightest.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the blood on the wound on Wen Renxiang's body splattered everywhere like a fountain, the power of this blood gushing was too weird, spurting straight out of a distance of more than two meters, and many disciples who were close to were sprayed all over their faces without defense.

With the spraying of blood, Wen Renxiang's originally strong body, like a cracked leather ball, slowly deflated, the skin on his face and body became wrinkled visibly, and the scalp of the surrounding crowd was numb for a while, and after three minutes, Wen Renxiang's body fell weakly, like a rotten wood that had rotted for many years, making a hollow sound.