On the fourth day, Yi Yunfei was finally a little tired, and he fought in a series of battles, and he never had time to rest. Instead of decreasing, the enemies encountered were increasing, and their cultivation was getting higher and higher. At the beginning, Yi Yunfei asked the other party where he came from, but when he met later, he fought directly, and he didn't bother to ask.

From noon on the fourth day, the masters who appeared in front of Yi Yunfei had all become groups of at least a dozen people, they were from the same forces, they cooperated tacitly, and even a very exquisite battle formation appeared. There are not many opportunities to defeat in one move, and several times Yi Yunfei has taken a lot of trouble to defeat his opponent, what makes him extremely depressed is that there are still people lining up next to him, the battle here has just ended, and the group of opponents over there has not stopped drinking.

"I went all the way, and I didn't kill him, it's not that Lao Tzu is soft-hearted, I just don't want to deal with stupid people, and now I'm angry. So if you have a way to deliver the news, then tell those fools who are being used as guns, and if someone makes a move on me, Lao Tzu will be killed directly!" Yi Yunfei stopped outside a small town, facing the hundreds of masters who were eyeing him, and shouted coldly. The cold gaze of the essence swept over everyone, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the faces of several people in shock changed, and they kept retreating.

"Joke, you are just one person, dare to kill so many of us? Each of us has the support of the sect behind us, if you dare to kill us, there will be no peace in the future!"

"Don't you believe it, then I'll prove it!" Yi Yunfei showed his snow-white teeth and smiled.

Before those people could react, they only felt that there was suddenly an additional figure in the crowd, standing in front of the person who had just made a threat. The man's face changed miserably, and before he could speak, he was directly blasted away by Yi Yunfei's punch, and his sturdy body was directly shattered in mid-air, scattered all over the sky.

Flesh and blood were flying all over the sky, like a light rain with a pungent smell, falling on everyone, countless people screaming and running, and countless people squatting on the ground desperately vomiting. And Yi Yunfei had already returned to the position where he was standing, looking at these people coldly.

"None of you still believe it, do you need me to prove it?" Yi Yunfei said coldly.

Everyone shuddered, and the scene kept churning in their minds, and they couldn't help but sweat coldly. It was too fast, and no one could see clearly how Yi Yunfei came to the crowd, and no one could see clearly how he went back. Everyone was thinking that if Yi Yunfei was shooting at him, how sure he would be able to block it, and the result would be more cold sweat on his back.

"You are too vicious, there are countless masters in the world, even if we can't beat you, someone can always take you down!"

"The Changwu Mountain King Realm Dojo is not anyone's, but the legacy left to us by the sages of mankind. If you take it alone, you will be damned!"

Everyone is going backwards, and a few people can't help but shout and threaten.

Yi Yunfei laughed, snorted coldly and said, "It's the first time I've seen someone talk about robbery so freshly and refinedly, congratulations, it made Lao Tzu interested in killing you!"

"You dare, you can't die!" The few people who had just spoken were so frightened that they hurriedly used the escape spell at the bottom of the box, and rushed into the distance like smoke and dust.

There were two loud bangs, and a rain of blood fell again, and the terrible screams of the two people who were dying stimulated everyone's nerves, and dozens of people were already running away with fear on their faces. With the Divine Foot Pass in his body, within a kilometer, no one can be faster than Yi Yunfei's speed, the escape technique used by the two of them is indeed extraordinary, but it is completely incomparable with Yi Yunfei's Divine Foot Passage. The two masters of the fifth layer of the Xuan Dynasty died before they even had time to really make a move to Yi Yunfei.

Most of them could not bear the pressure and ran away. There are also some people whose eyes flashed, and they didn't attack, nor did they leave, but just followed Yi Yunfei from a distance, bowing their heads and sending messages to the microphone mirror in their hands, seeking support from the masters of the sect.

"I heard that no, that person named Yi Yunfei started to kill people, and he killed three people today, all of them in one move!"

"I can understand, if I were chased and intercepted by so many people every day, I would not be able to help but kill people!"

"This kid is only afraid that his life will not last long, he has alarmed so many forces, and he has killed people, I am afraid that these people will not give up!"

"This kid got a little chance, and it is estimated that he has already fluttered, and he actually came to Qingyun Sect all the way without evasion. If I get such an opportunity, I will have to find a secret place to live and cultivate for a few years. ”

"Yes, when the rumors have passed, there will be a lot less trouble if there are not so many people paying attention. And if the cultivation is successful, the average master will not dare to make a move easily!"

Not everyone was confused by greed and went to intercept Yi Yunfei, and there were many sober-minded people who did not move. They knew that in this chaotic situation, it was better to say that if they didn't take Yi Yunfei, they really grabbed that opportunity, and the situation they were about to face would not be much better than Yi Yunfei.

However, this did not affect these people's attention to this matter, countless news spread in Qingyun City, and there were people talking about this matter everywhere after tea and dinner. They sighed at Yi Yunfei's combat power, and at the same time felt a little regretful, Yi Yunfei's current situation was like running on the street carrying a gold brick that made everyone's hearts move, and everyone who saw it wanted to give him a stick.

Yi Yunfei's cruel words did not stop these people's greed, but the level of the person who made the move was higher.

According to Yi Yunfei's speed, there was still half a month away from Qingyun Sect, and it was only a little easier on the fifth day, and from the sixth day, countless masters appeared again.

And now, almost all of the people who shot were masters above the sixth layer of Tongxuan. On the sixth day, after three battles, each of which Yi Yunfei faced four or five masters of the sixth layer of Xuanxuan, the phantom covered the sky, the talisman roared, and only the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked. In the end, Yi Yunfei killed more than a dozen masters of the sixth layer of Tongxuan, and did not leave any more hands.

Yi Yunfei has accepted the reality, and regarded these opponents as whetstones, constantly verifying his understanding of the exercises during this period of cultivation, and did not use his divine foot skills, or even fought with the opponent only by virtue of his physical cultivation.

On the seventh day, the masters of the seventh layer of Tongxuan had already begun to appear, and there were four of them, these four people were from the same sect, and Yi Yunfei fought with them. After abandoning the Divine Foot Channel, in the face of many masters, Yi Yunfei was finally injured, and a fourth-order talisman exploded at the door in front of him, curling his black hair all over his head, although his body was solid, but his face was the most vulnerable place on the human body after all, and his mouth and nose were overflowing with blood.

Every battle was recorded by those who followed him far away with a more advanced teleportation mirror, this place was not too far from Qingyun City, and the news spread more quickly, the entire Qingyun City was boiling, Yi Yunfei independently faced the four masters of the seventh layer of Tongxuan, not only retreated, but also killed all of them. For most people, this news is simply a fantasy, but although the images sent back are not very clear, they have to believe it.

I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm only afraid of pig-like teammates. For many sects, the loss of a master above the fifth level of Tongxuan is also a nerve-wracking thing, if no one knows, they may knock out their teeth and swallow the news quietly.

But after those images came back, the matter became more and more complicated. It's not just the greed for chance, for the sake of the prestige and face of the sect, some sects have to send more masters. There are also those who watched their relatives, friends or division commanders die under Yi Yunfei and seek revenge, and they also began to use various connections to mobilize more masters to intercept and kill Yi Yunfei.

The opponents who came to intercept were not as dense as they were at the beginning, but the level of cultivation had been greatly improved, and from the ninth day, there were no monks from the sixth layer of Xuan to attack, and even the monks of the seventh layer of Xuan were all eight to ten people attacking together. And one after another, he is already a master of the eighth layer of Xuanxuan.

Yi Yunfei was a little struggling, he had been fighting, there was no time to rest at all, and his opponent had no intention of giving him time to adjust. No matter how strange the [Heaven Devouring Decision] is, the speed of absorbing Yuan Force still can't keep up with the speed of consumption. No matter how strong his physical body was, he was exhausted by continuous battles.

In the evening, after nearly two hours of fighting, he finally killed a master of the eighth layer of Tongxuan, and Yi Yunfei finally sat on the ground tiredly.

And his tired expression was transmitted in the form of an image as quickly as possible!