Yang Xi took away the two bodies with a volley of his hand.

With a flick of his fingers, a cyan talisman flew out from his fingertips, and the two bodies were like two magnets, sucking together at once.

In a flash of blue light, the severed limb was connected.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they must have thought that Yang Xi was an immortal spell.

"Thank you Uncle Ancestor for saving your life", the young man's face was pale, his blood was insufficient, and he cultivated from the ninth layer of the spirit to the fifth layer of the spirit channel, and in just a moment, he experienced from life to death, and picked up a life on the edge of death.

His heart was so frightened that he didn't even dare to look there.

He Qi looked at the nine people who didn't dare to step forward, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask Senior Yang, and at the same time you can save a few in a row, and the younger generation has a good number in their hearts."

Yang Xi said: "You can do it"

Ren Feipeng shouted: "Boy, you work harder, just consider Senior Brother Yang's Wood Emperor Immortal Skill, how many can you save"

I thought it was a wonderful fight, but it seemed to have an ending at the beginning.

A young man in his twenties among the nine shouted: "Brothers, you have to show your real skills, and you have to go all out when you get on the field! If you take this as a past competition, that brother just now will be our end."

This person shook the long sword in his hand, and suddenly the cold light flashed on the three-foot green blade, and a layer of mist was attached to the narrow blade.

"Look at my Storm Flying Sword" He tiptoed a little and took the initiative to kill He Qi, although his speed was not as fast as He Qi just now, but it was also extremely fast.

Ho's body twisted like a spiral, dodging as the blade of his sword was about to stab.

With this young man in front, there were several people following closely behind, obviously this round of swords, everyone was going all out, and the sword light momentum was even more dense and powerful than just now.

More than 200 monks in the Spiritual Attraction Period were nervously watching the competition, including those who were brought in by their elders to firmly lock down the identity of the inner disciples, and they all secretly cheered for him.

Di Qin Jing stood twenty zhang away, his deep eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like candles, and he stared at He Qi, who was like a flying dragon.

He's looking for an opportunity, looking for a chance to hit the target.

He Qi is not blindly dodging, his palm is like the wind, one after another continuous palm prints fly out, the giant wind hand is not very powerful, and the opposite side is a monk who practices swordsmanship, as soon as the giant wind hand comes out, it is broken by the opponent.

Together with He Qi, he had to dodge and hide.

The scene seems very passive, as if it is not as invincible as everyone thinks.

In the crowd watching the battle, some people's mentality changed again, and they regretted that their people didn't play just now, didn't seize the opportunity of this performance, and gave the kid what kind of storm and rain sword he was showing.

The scene was extremely hot, and in just a moment, He Qi sensed that this place was full of wind spiritual power, and with enough characteristics to use the characteristics of the Easy Sutra, the giant wind hand collapsed and reunited, and the surprise attack caught people off guard.

He Qi felt that the time was ripe, so he threw the Qingfeng Sword in his hand into the air and immediately urged it.

The Qingfeng Sword immediately turned into a blue light.

He Qi's move immediately suffered a round of fierce counterattack, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and when He Qi dodged left and right, he pinched the trick with both hands and rushed to the Qingfeng sword a little.

The Qingfeng Sword suddenly flashed, and more than a dozen wind blades were divided.

"Look at me kamikaze"

The power of these dozen wind blades is not small, after all, they are issued by spiritual weapons, and they are urged by He Qi with all his might, and each wind blade is close to a giant wind blade.

But this time, He Qi was not facing one person, but eight spiritual cultivators, and when these dozen or so wind blades were evenly divided among each person, the threat was much smaller.

The people on the opposite side broke off with a shout, and everyone drew their swords like the wind, and easily broke the kamikaze slash of He Qi.

Then these people all launched the strongest attack on He Qi.

Di Qin, who had not moved in the rear, also made a move at this time, and as soon as Di Qin raised his hand, more than a dozen fierce fire dragons appeared in front of him, all of which attacked He Qi together.

He Qi was not afraid, he was still in place without dodging or evading, and shouted "slash".

The light of the Qingfeng sword flashed, and it was another round of group killings of the "kamikaze slash"

Ren Feipeng frowned slightly, obviously he was not optimistic about He Qi's hard-hitting style.

For a while, the sword qi was full, and He Qi's wind listening technique was released, and the dodge was extremely thrilling, and the wind blade of the kamikaze slash fell, and those people swung their swords to meet each other.

He Qi snorted coldly: "Look at my Biyun hand"

Di Qin immediately knew that He Qi was going to send that elusive gale, and he shouted: "Be careful"

At the same time as he reminded him, five transparent large palm prints suddenly appeared in the field, and with a bang, they slapped at the five people from the side.

It was the first time for these five people to encounter such a mutation, and they were swept away by four at once, and only one of them turned sideways and dodged this palm.

Although the power of the Giant Wind Hand is not great, it is still unable to resist it with the physical body alone during the Spirit Attraction Period, and the four people in the middle palm were all slapped and vomited blood, although it was not fatal, but the injury was not light.

But the next moment, the real killer was the wind blade.

One person hurriedly crushed the jade talisman he had held in his palm before, and in an instant, a golden light shield floated beside him.

When this man was rejoicing, there were several screams around him, and an exclamation from a female cultivator in the monks.

The man hurriedly turned his head, and saw several heads rolling on the ground, which immediately frightened him a lot.

He Qi coerced Yu Wei, who had slashed several people in a row with one move just now, and his body was like the wind, and he arrived in front of the monk who made the "Storm Flying Rain Sword" in an instant.

The middle finger of his right hand flexed, and a Xuanfeng finger popped out, and the Chaos Phaseless True Yuan in his body was rapidly urged, and there was also a Yin Yin and Cold Wind in this finger.

As soon as the finger wind came out, He Qi felt that this Chaos Phaseless True Yuan was really good, and it made the Yin and Yin cold wind not have the slightest discomfort, and the power was much stronger than before.

The opponent was also quite strong and slow, and when he saw that it was difficult to dodge, he met it with a sword.

With a bang, the Xuanfeng finger flicked on the blade, and immediately bounced his narrow blade backwards in an astonishing arc.

The strange cold power of the yin and cold wind went up the long sword, passed through his wrist, and froze his meridians.

This person was shocked, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and as soon as his hand was slow, he only watched the sword qi of the other party's fingertips pass through his neck.

The nun in the crowd screamed again.

The condensed and unemitted wind blade on his fingertips is no less than the so-called divine weapons in the world.

So with such a stroke, the young man's head was decapitated, and the incision was very flat, and another head rose to the sky.

Yang Xi's expression was as usual, his hands were like the wind, and he took away several bodies on the ground that were cut in half and this one who was beheaded.

Green talismans popped up on his fingers, and it only took a few breaths to connect the bodies of these people.

An iQue monk in the crowd said to a young man with a somewhat pale face beside him:

"Zhong'er, now I know, why didn't Uncle call you up! Look at Guo Yunhe and those people who were knocked down from the ninth layer of the spirit attraction to the fifty percent of the spirit channel. This is another wasted of several years of cultivation time. ”

"And the body is damaged this time, if there is no sect Qingling Supplement Continuation Pill, their body meridians are connected, and they will not be able to return to their previous state, I think Senior Brother Liu did not promise to have a severed limb at that time, and there is a Qingling Supplement Continuation Pill, most of them will not be given in vain. ”

Liu Hongfei's face was very bad at this time, and he greeted the women of Yang Chengzong's family in his heart.

If it weren't for Yang Chengzong also ordering Di Qin to go into battle, then he almost thought that this was a big pit that Yang Chengzong had carefully prepared for him.

After even beheading a few people, the remaining people didn't dare to step forward, these people leaned together, and looked back at Liu Hongfei, just hoping that it would be over soon.

He raised his hand, held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, pointed at Di Qin, and said in a cold voice:

"Look at me in three moves, and then stab a hole in you, and now give you a chance, where do you want me to stab you?"