"This Yizhou monk is definitely not an ordinary monk, why didn't he know that such a person existed before?" Although everyone couldn't see what Yi Yunfei was holding in his hand at all, the terrifying aura emanating from the Cangyi Thunder Knife was enough for them to feel the extraordinary.

Something like the Cangyi Thunder Knife can't be taken out by ordinary sect monks at all, and even if they do, they can't keep it. At this moment, Yi Yunfei actually took out such a weapon, and his identity began to become more confusing in everyone's minds.

Yue Yuanhong's face showed a rare solemn expression, and his contempt for Yi Yunfei dissipated imperceptibly. Yi Yunfei's age, coupled with his cultivation, and the things that appeared in his hands at this moment, made Yue Yuanhong's heart beat wildly, and he suddenly regretted indiscriminately shooting at Yi Yunfei. To be able to possess these things at such a young age, whether it is from Yizhou or Zhongzhou, it will definitely not be simple.

However, now that it was difficult to ride a tiger, Yue Yuanhong knew that he had no chance to retreat, although he secretly hesitated in his heart, when he did not choose to retreat after all, he still surrounded Yi Yunfei with ten black-armored monks.

Cangyi Thunder Knife was held in his hand, and the feeling of blood connection made Yi Yunfei's heart feel peaceful, this was the first time he used the Cangyi Thunder Knife after restoring its original appearance in front of the world, and it was also the first actual combat after he began to comprehend this knife technique.

Yi Yunfei didn't have any panic in his heart, and the moment he held the knife, he felt that there seemed to be an emotion in the big knife that was infecting him, making him arrogant. With his eyes open, the exercises were running, and he looked indifferently at the black-armored monks who were rushing towards him like a wolf and a tiger.

Gusts of wind suddenly blew in the flat ground, the clouds in the sky rolled, bursts of lightning shone brightly, and the aura vortex above Yi Yunfei's head became more and more huge. The knife in Yi Yunfei's hand had already begun to move, and driven by the sound of wind and thunder, the heavens and the earth changed color. The faces of the surrounding monks changed greatly, and they all ran their cultivation to resist the terrifying aura that made people's scalps tingle.

"What kind of monster are we provoking?" Yue Yuanhong's heart was beating wildly, the corners of his eyes kept beating, and he cursed secretly in his heart, everything seemed to be developing in the direction he didn't want to see the most.

"Splitting Wind Thunder!" Yi Yunfei let out a low snort, and the Cangyi Thunder Knife looked indifferent and slashed down in front of him. The target of this knife was Yue Yuanhong, who came in person, and the golden sword light left the knife, visible to the naked eye.

There was no sound of breaking the air, and when the sword technique began to operate, the momentum was extremely amazing, but at this moment, the sword light really appeared, but it was so silent, and the contrast made the surrounding monks unable to touch their minds.

There was silence, no one around spoke anymore, and all that could be heard on the empty shore was the sound of the waves crashing, or the rustling of the monks of the Yue family stepping on the sand.

This kind of silence is a kind of silence that makes people can't help but go crazy, Yue Yuanhong is already a monk who is empty, and his eyesight is not much higher than those monks around him who are watching the battle. He didn't have Yi Yunfei's [Heavenly Eye Pass], but he also had his own methods, so he saw that with the appearance of that sword light, the rules in front of him were collapsing rapidly.

The scene in front of him was like the moment when the mirror was about to shatter, countless black cracks appeared, and he could even hear the whistling wind coming from the black cracks. There was a faint trace of wind overflowing from the black crack, gently sweeping on Yue Yuanhong's body, just a trace of wind, but it made his face change greatly, and he felt that from his skin to his bones, it seemed to become stiff the moment the wind touched it.

Cold, this is a kind of cold that pierces the bone marrow and reaches the soul.

"Is this a knife? What kind of knife is this? It can actually shatter space and attract a dark wind in the void?" After all, it was a cultivation of the void, Yue Yuanhong was only affected for a short time, and he quickly recovered between the exercises, but the vibration in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Just now, he was still worried that after Yi Yunfei escaped, you would rise in a short period of time and bring disaster to his Yue family. But at this moment, he found that he still underestimated Yi Yunfei, because Yi Yunfei at this moment had already made him feel the pressure of fear.

The sword light looked very slow, but it was actually very fast, and it had already arrived in front of Yue Yuanhong in the blink of an eye, and in this short period of time, he just turned his mind.

He couldn't dodge, because when he glanced at it, in addition to seeing this sword light shattering the void, he also saw countless law threads splitting under this sword light. There is such a thing as a law, no monk dares to say that he has completely mastered it, once such a situation occurs, Yue Yuanhong does not dare to act rashly at all, because he does not know what kind of result will occur if he touches a broken law silk thread.

At the same time, Yue Yuanhong was also a monk in the Void Realm, and it was already embarrassing enough to deal with Yi Yunfei, a monk whose cultivation was several levels lower than him, and to take ten black-armored monks to attack together. And at this moment, when facing Yi Yunfei's knife, if he dodges again, even if he waits for some hands and feet to take down Yi Yunfei, his Yue's prestige will basically come to an end.

So he greeted him.

And the moment he stepped forward, he had already taken out his weapon from the spatial ring. The weapon of the Yue family is Zhangba's spear, and Yue Yuanhong's is no exception. However, his spear was much stronger than Fang Cai Yue Qingyang's.

Although almost everyone was shocked by the Cangyi Thunder Knife in Yi Yunfei's hand at this moment, when the Zhangba spear in Yue Yuanhong's hand appeared, it still made many people feel that kind of cold and piercing killing intent.

This is the Yue family's exercises, the Yue family's weapons, all of them are taking such a route, and in their previous battles, the killing qi can almost destroy the opponent's will to fight, suppress the opponent's cultivation strength, and shock the opponent's mind.

"Blood River Rafting!" Yue Yuanhong roared, raising the spear in his hand above his head, as if what he was holding in his hand at this moment was no longer a spear, but a long stick, and he struck straight towards Yi Yunfei's knife light.

As the spear in his hand was rapidly pressed, countless dark red figures behind him let out a terrible roar, merging into the spear like a tide. The color of the pitch-black Zhangba spear continued to change in a short period of time, and it had turned dark red in the blink of an eye, and the terrifying aura on this spear became more and more condensed, and in the wind sound brought by the dance, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of unjust souls roaring violently.

"That's why I must fight with you, Yue Qingyang, a monk in the early stage of the void, is already rolling behind him. This Yue Yuanhong is already in the realm of Void, and how many innocent people have died because of him!" Between the lightning and flint, Yi Yunfei's thoughts became more and more firm.

The sword light of the [Wind Splitting Thunder] move looked plain, only Yi Yunfei knew the mystery contained in it, and seeing Yue Qingyang resisting it like this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a sneer.

Sure enough, Yue Yuanhong, who was full of hope that he would be able to collide with Yi Yunfei's knife with all his might, was stunned, because he didn't feel any impact, and the spear in his hand smashed down with all his strength, and it slapped to the ground without any suffocation.

There is no formation protection on the ground, the Zhangba spear is beaten, and the mountain collapses and the ground cracks, and the full force of the Tongxu monk is so amazing, like a meteorite falling on the ground, countless sand and stones are splashing around, and in the blink of an eye, a huge pit with a radius of thousands of feet appeared on the ground, and it is impossible to see how deep this pit is at a glance.

The water in the endless sea poured wildly into the hole, making a loud sound like a waterfall falling.

However, at this moment, everyone was not paying attention to these things, and almost all the crowd watching the battle had already risen into the air at this moment, and their eyes were on Yue Yuanhong and those black-armored monks who were in a hurry.

If you want to split the wind and thunder, how can one knife be enough? Yue Yuanhong thought that Yi Yunfei's move was aimed at him alone, but he didn't know that when Yi Yunfei made a move, his eyes were like stars turning, and in a short period of time, he had already counted Yue Yuanhong and ten black-armored monks.

This knife itself is aimed at everyone. The golden sword light spread out like fireworks at the moment when it approached Yue Yuanhong and the others, and at this moment, the silent sword light made a sharp sound like a crane's chirping.

This kind of sound was terrible and piercing, it came from all directions, and those sword lights were slashing wildly towards the black-armored monks who were gradually gathering together according to the mysterious direction at this moment, Yi Yunfei only made one knife, but it seemed that there were tens of thousands of knives frantically slashing at the eleven Yue family monks centered on Yue Yuanhong. Moreover, Yi Yunfei had already calculated the direction of movement of these black-armored monks, and at this moment, it was as if these black-armored monks were sticking out their heads to slash at these sword lights.

In the incredulous gaze of many monks, under the countless sword shadows, there were actually bursts of painful screams. Yes, it came from among the monks of the Yue family, that is to say, Yi Yunfei used the cultivation of the seventh layer of the void, facing the eleven monks including Yue Yuanhong in the realm of the void, and it was actually the monks of the Yue family who started to get injured first?

Everyone's eyes quickly looked towards Yi Yunfei, but they found that Yi Yunfei was standing in the air at this moment on top of the huge pit blasted out by Fang Cai Yue Yuanhong, and the knife in his hand that exuded a dazzling light had already been raised again.

"He was unscathed, and after such a terrifying sword, he actually had the strength to make a second sword?" Whether it was a Zhongzhou monk or a Yizhou monk, they couldn't help but shudder when they looked at the Cangyi Thunder Knife in Yi Yunfei's hand at this moment.

The power of one knife is already so terrifying, and if one more knife is added, what will happen to the Yue family monks?