"Little junior brother!"

"What? it's the Thousand-Handed Demon King!"

Since Yan Yue was injured, the two sides on the ground fought fiercely, and the people watching the battle on both sides seemed to have forgotten that there was still one person in the air.

Yan Yue fell quickly, and the ground was sprinkled with gravel, and then it splashed up, and the rubble was scattered, Yan Yue held a paper umbrella in one hand, and hugged Jiang Yuxian who was about to fall backwards with the other.

"That paper umbrella is a good spirit weapon!" The two intermediate spells fell on the paper umbrella and disappeared invisibly, and the sharp-eyed people were not surprised that Yan Yue himself also had a good spirit weapon.

Yan Yue stabilized Jiang Yuxian's figure, quickly put the paper umbrella into the storage bag, and turned to look at the other two.

The two of them had learned the power of this thousand-handed demon king, and they couldn't help but retreat under their feet.

"What are you afraid of, he just went mad, and now that his injuries have not recovered, he won't take the opportunity to clean him up!" Tianmu and the other people who were present on the scene shouted loudly.

Tianmu's divine sense left in the spirit weapon made Yan Yue not lightly injured, Yan Yue was only in mid-air, just meditated for a while, saw that the situation below was unfavorable, put down the healing, and rushed to the rescue halfway, at this time, his face was still miserable.

The remaining two people on the other side, seeing that Yan Yue's injuries had not healed, glanced at the incense that was about to burn out outside the field, and after glancing at each other, they ran quickly, and while running, their hands quickly sealed, and they kept chanting incantations in their mouths.

At this time, on the field, there are two people on each side, and the competition time of a pillar of incense is almost over, if the incense burns out, it is still this scene, then the two sides are drawn, if any one of them is beaten out of the field, the other side wins.

The remaining two people of Cangyu Dao are the only two people who have not been dragged out of the field by the law enforcement team, which shows that they are better than others in terms of mentality, reaction, means, and strength.

They know that their most important task is to stay on the field no matter what.

Their spiritual power was attached to their feet, and they ran quickly, and while running, one spell after another was constantly issued at Jiang Yuxian.

Jiang Yuxian had never fought with anyone, and she didn't even know that she had sacrificed the defensive spirit weapon that Mu Feng had temporarily borrowed her, but she just stood in place stupidly, no different from a mortal woman who had no power to restrain her.

Yan Yue saw all kinds of tricks of the two of them, and they all used them against her, and couldn't help but get angry, recalling in his mind how the people of Cangyu Dao were in the vein, how to oppress their own sect on weekdays, and their anger was even stronger.

"Why didn't the little junior brother move, what was he doing?"

"You haven't recovered yet, have you?"

The people watching the battle couldn't help but sigh when they saw that Yan Yue seemed to have no strength to fight again, and suddenly, they saw that Yan Yue's momentum had changed in vain, standing there, like a demon.

Immediately afterward, a burst of flying stones burst from under his feet, and his figure flashed rapidly, reaching the side of an opponent, and his figure flashed again, and instantly appeared in front of another person.

He grabbed one person in one hand and slammed their heads inward, causing them to be dizzy for a while and collapse to the ground.

The cultivation was low, and they didn't see how Yan Yue made a move, and when they saw it clearly, they saw that the last two people on the side of Cangyu Daoist had fallen at Yan Yue's feet.

And Yan Yue stood there like a demon, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, "Big devil, he is really a big devil!"

After Yan Yue knocked the two unconscious, a sense of powerlessness hit him, and his eyes blurred, and he couldn't help but want to fall backwards.

At that moment, one of the two people who was stunned by him jumped up and threw himself at him.

Yan Yue was standing at the edge of the field at this time, and was shocked when he saw this, and after being pounced on by that person, he grabbed the person who fell to the ground in his busy schedule.

The three of them rolled off the field at the same time, and the incense just burned out.

"What, a draw?" exclaimed the spectators, whose attention was all on it.

"No, there is still one person on the Formation Foundation Dao side!"

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuxian, who was still in the field.

"Won, we won?" rotten Wazi and the others, a little unbelievable, looked at the people around them in surprise and joy.

Although they had the intention of fighting a big battle with the people of Cangyu Daoren's vein, when it really came to the start of the war, looking at the situation where the enemy was obviously strong and I was weak, reasonable people still understood that they were basically losing more and winning less.

But in the middle of the battle, an anomaly that could fly with a sword suddenly appeared, making the outcome of this battle unpredictable.

But it's just unpredictable, and the odds of winning are still lower than the opponent's.

But then, Yan Yue used all kinds of surprising tricks, so that his side's hope of winning gradually became higher.

It can be said that he alone changed the tide of the war.

In the end, he eliminated the last two opponents even though he was injured, allowing his side to finally win.

Mu Feng and the others helped Yan Yue into the crowd, and everyone couldn't help but thunder with joy, and they all surrounded him.

The rotten baby recalled that when Yan Yue was still a temporary disciple, he was arrested and taken to farm, and later he came forward to help. looked at this little junior brother who needed his help two months ago, but at this time, he helped them with the whole division.

He couldn't help but cry with joy with excitement, "Little junior brother, you really have you!"

Team Liu and the captains who invited Yan Yue to drink recalled that at that time, Yan Yue was troubled by the late Deacon Zhang of Jinbo Pavilion, and they came forward to help Yan Yue, but they didn't expect that today he changed the entire battle situation alone.

Their eyes were full of tears, and they gave Yan Yue a thumbs up.

Mu Feng, Wang Xie Feng and others all surrounded them, speechless with excitement.

Yan Yue was refining the fourth layer of qi at that time, and Cao Lin, who was also refining the fourth layer of qi, had fighting strength, fighting wit, and even rolling and scuffling, doing everything, fighting for several hours, and his life was almost lost in Cao Lin's hands.

And today, he faced twenty-five opponents who were stronger than Cao Lin, but he easily abused them, if he was not plotted by Tianmu, he could have beaten half of his opponents out of the field alone.

One of the most important reasons why he can control the entire battle by himself is that he can fly with a sword.

Although his cultivation was still one level away from the seventh layer of qi refining, he had already mastered the high-level ability of qi refining in advance.

"This victory was not easy to come by, and Senior Sister Jiang also contributed a lot!" Mu Feng looked at Jiang Yuxian, who had been despised by him before.

Jiang Yuxian only played with the intention of supporting the number of people before, but she didn't expect that in the end, she was the only one who stayed on the field.

Seeing everyone's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little at a loss, "I just stood there and didn't do anything......"

"The greatest credit to you for finally standing there!"

Jiang Yuxian's life was in danger before, and she was rescued by Yan Yue, and her heart was full of gratitude to Yan Yue, so she came to Yan Yue's side and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Yan, thank you for saving me just now." As she spoke, a blush rose on her face.

Yan Yue nodded slightly, and looked at the opposite side.

On the side of the Formation Foundation Dao people, they won the battle and turned over to be a man from then on, but on the side of the Cangyu Dao people, their faces were gloomy.

Before the start of the competition, they all had a mind like Tianmu, whether they were fighting alone or in a multi-person melee, they all had a big advantage, but this advantage was folded in the hands of one person.

They were ridiculed by the people on the side of the Formation Foundation Dao people, and they simply hated Yan Yue to the core, and gritted their teeth.

But the battle situation has been decided, and no matter how much I say, it will only increase the shame, and one by one I will scatter in all directions.

"Don't forget the pre-war agreement, when you see us in the future, you have to retreat and walk with your head down!" Yan Yue's fellow disciples and brothers laughed one after another.

The three people who were defeated by Yan Yue before, seeing so many people suffering in the hands of Yan Yue, not to mention how happy they were.

They came to Yan Yue one after another, and they were still cheering, "As soon as the mad demon comes out, who will compete with him, the demon king has a thousand hands, and his skills are overwhelming!" ”

These people performed well, and Yan Yue returned their spiritual weapons to them.

The people on the side of the Cangyu Daoist scolded Yan Yue, the big devil, and blamed the people who did not go to the war.

They came to a room, looked at a person on the sixth level of Qi refining who was meditating in the room, and blamed: "Senior brother, you are still meditating and cultivating here despite the honor and disgrace of your master, do you know that we were defeated by only one person!"

This meditating person, as well as the other Qi Refining Sixth Layer among the two hundred people who did not go, were extremely powerful, and if they joined, this battle might not have been lost.

The meditator sneered, "Several of my clan brothers, all of whom died at the hands of the master, still come to tell me what the honor and disgrace of the master?"

Cangyu Daoist didn't save the middle-level disciples of the boat of Qi Refining when they saw death, and there were many disciples on the boat.

Like this meditating person, there are brothers and friends who died on the ship, and they hold a grudge against Cangyu Daoist, so how can they care about the honor and disgrace of their teachers.

The people who blamed also knew about it, and they didn't say much at the moment, but because of Yan Yue alone, they bowed their heads as rats from then on, and they hated it in their hearts, and ran to Elder Huang again, complaining that there was a person who wreaked havoc on the barn field, and hoped that Elder Huang could punish him.

If the two sides were to report the battle between the two sides, they would also be punished.

And the grain drying field belongs to the jurisdiction of Elder Huang, because of Yan Yue alone, the gravel is sprinkled all over the ground, and the ground is also unrecognizable, a new batch of spirit valleys is about to mature, and there will be nowhere to dry at that time, after Elder Huang knows about it, he will definitely be like thunder.

They fantasized in their hearts that Elder Huang had killed the big devil with one palm, and they were secretly proud.

Sure enough, Elder Huang's anger rose when he heard this, and he asked who did it.

The name of the big devil seems to be Yan Yue, and they immediately added fuel and vinegar to talk about how the big devil named Yan Yue destroyed the barnyard.

Elder Huang stayed for a long time after hearing this, and suddenly laughed, laughing and praising at the same time.

The few people who sued couldn't help but look at each other.

Yan Yue's battle with others left a deep and indelible mark on the hearts of the people watching the battle, his early sword flight, his ability to cast the Five Elements Spell without chanting a spell, and the means of snatching other people's spiritual weapons with a grab, these people can't learn.

But the tactics he used to throw boulders in the air could be imitated.

As soon as the spectators dispersed, they flocked to a stone mountain, and under the leadership of those few people with curly hair, they frantically snatched the mountain rocks, and everyone's storage bags were stuffed to the brim for use after reaching the high level of qi refining in the future.

After they filled all the storage bags on their bodies, they went to various purchases and borrowed, and for a while, the empty storage bags and the sturdy mountain stones became sought-after goods in the sect.