In the stone forest, Xiang Yun blended into the congested crowd, removed the camouflage on his face, and returned to his original appearance. Walking out of the crowd again, it was still very different from just now. But this trick didn't seem to have much effect, and the feeling of being stared at still made Xiang Yun feel cold.

At this moment, Xiang Yun suddenly found Yi Lan, he wanted to step forward, but he thought that he was being targeted at the moment, and he was afraid that a rash conversation would bring unnecessary trouble to Yi Lan.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yun quickened his pace and wanted to leave, but he heard Yi Lan behind him as if he had discovered him, and shouted to himself a few times to look back, he had already caught up. Xiang Yun sighed, had to stop, and whispered to Yi Lan: "I just bought a top-grade spiritual weapon, and I was targeted, but I'm afraid that now, you are also in danger." ”

Hearing this, Yi Lan couldn't help but be a little anxious, "Xiaoyun, let's go together, it's in the sect, presumably they don't dare to be too blatant." ”

Xiang Yun just shook his head, "No, I can't bother you, it's okay, I have my own way to get out." ”

Before the words fell, Xiang Yun performed a light body technique on the spot, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the depths of the stone forest. Immediately, several figures followed in the direction that Xiang Yun left, Yi Lan saw everything in his eyes, and made up his mind that he couldn't let Xiang Yun deal with so many strong enemies alone, so he also quietly followed.

At this moment, night has fallen. Xiang Yun knew that he couldn't escape the people behind him, and he had already closed his eyes on an empty plain, waiting for the upcoming battle of life and death.

After a long time, Xiang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and came!

One, two, three...... There were seven people chasing after him, and none of them were cultivating below the fifth layer, Xiang Yun was not afraid of anger, and said with a laugh, "Okay, very good, I will kill you today, here!" The seven people laughed, I don't know where this son got his confidence, a seventh-layer monk stood up proudly and said: "I don't know whether to live or die, a little ......" Before the words fell, a sword full of cold air suddenly appeared on his neck, and in the blink of an eye, the head fell to the ground, and a string of blood splashed in the air.

The eyes on his head were round, as if to express his unwillingness, but the immortal cultivation world did not regret the word. Xiang Yun withdrew the sword, only to see this sword, the sword body was radiant, there were blades on both sides, and the sword was more than three feet long. Holding the hilt of the sword, a trace of cold feeling came, and the aura of heaven and earth was constantly absorbed by the sword body itself, moisturizing the sword body.

This is not the best spirit sword that Xiang Yun bought, what is it! Although one person was killed by Xiang Yun in an instant, the rest of the people did not have much fear, but strengthened their hearts to snatch. After all, Xiang Yun was somewhat sneak attacked just now, relying on the speed of this sword, as long as he was alert in advance, he was afraid that Xiang Yun would be difficult to succeed.

But Xiang Yun's move also made everyone silent for a while, and no one was willing to take the lead in dealing with Xiang Yun for a while, after all, the individuals present were also ghosts, once Xiang Yun died, I was afraid that everyone would immediately turn their faces, so naturally no one was willing to waste spiritual power to deal with Xiang Yun first. Xiang Yun was naturally happy to see this situation, and he was not in a hurry, and there was a strange confrontation between the six people and Xiang Yun.

At this moment, without warning, a long brother burst through the air and pointed directly at another seventh-layer monk. Everyone only paid attention to Xiang Yun and each other for a while, but they didn't notice that there was another person in the night!

Seeing Changge, Xiang Yun knew that it was Yi Lan who came, and this Changge was taken out of Qinghe's storage bag by Xiang Yun and given to Yi Lan to use. As another seventh-layer monk fell to the ground, a person walked out of the darkness, who was this person who was not Yi Lan! After everyone found out about Yi Lan's cultivation, they were amazed again! Fourth-layer! Another fourth-layer! Two seventh-layer monks actually fell into the hands of two fourth-layer monks one after another, although it was a sneak attack, but it was also worthy of everyone's vigilance.

The remaining five people glanced at each other and decided to join forces to get rid of Xiang Yun and Yi Lan for the time being, this time no one dared to be careless, and for a while, all kinds of spells and spiritual weapons were sacrificed to attack the two. Seeing this, Xiang Yun put away the spirit sword, and instead sacrificed a folding fan, which was the mountain and river fan, and his spiritual power was completely insufficient to drive two top-grade spiritual weapons at the same time.

For a while, everyone's attack was completely blocked by the fan, and when everyone saw a superb spiritual weapon again, they gradually became red-eyed. As soon as the fan was opened to the clouds, the mountains and rivers protected the body, and suddenly all the laws were not violated. He broke through the attack and came to Yi Lan, blocking all the attacks. Xiang Yun is not the master who does not fight back, with the input of Xiang Yun's spiritual power, the momentum of the mountain and river fan has soared, and the illusioned mountains and rivers seem to exist in real life. Suddenly, the five monks on the field felt that the mountains were overwhelmed, and the three fifth-layer monks who had cultivated relatively low were even more unbearable, and they could not resist the power of the mountain and river fan at all.

At this moment, Yi Lan moved, and the Lingge he had withdrawn at some point was in his hand, and he instantly harvested the lives of three fifth-layer monks. Xiang Yun's spiritual power was also a little weak at this moment, the pressure given by the mountain and river fan was reduced, and the two sixth-layer monks fled in an instant.

At this time, the two of them were no longer as breezy as they were just now, and their faces were a little unpleasant, they never expected that Xiang Yun actually had two top-grade spiritual weapons, and there were only two of the seven people left, but they all knew that with the spiritual power of a fourth-level Qi refining monk, it was absolutely impossible to maintain the consumption of top-grade spiritual weapons for a long time. Therefore, the two of them were not in a hurry, and relied on spells and spiritual weapons to harass Xiang Yun from a distance, slowly depleting Xiang Yun's spiritual power.

In fact, what the two of them expected was good, Xiang Yun was already running out of oil at this moment, and at the dantian in his body, the four spiritual power petals were dim and shaky, and he knew that this was already the limit. Xiang Yun was a little unwilling, he was finally able to start cultivating again, how could it be so easy to end? Seeing that Yi Lan's situation was not much better than his own, his spiritual power must have almost dried up, but he was still struggling to support it, blocking it for himself, and finally, Xiang Yun made up his mind.

Xiang Yun spewed out a mouthful of natal essence, and the mountain and river fan, which had been sluggish just now, suddenly rose in power, and the prestige was even greater than before, but this time the mountain and river fan only rolled up Yi Lan,

"Live well!"

"Xiaoyun, no!"

Yi Lan's face was full of anger, gratitude, and grief, and he desperately wanted to struggle out, but the mountain and river fan had already taken him unresistibly and flew quickly into the distance, and immediately crossed the sky, and Xiang Yun smiled with relief.

Xiang Yunqiang took out the spirit sword, but after all, he couldn't stimulate the power of the spirit sword, and the dantian spirit power petals were already very unstable, and it seemed that they might collapse at any time. Not only Xiang Yun is like this, but the two sixth-layer monks are no better, they are just the end of the strong crossbow.

The two exhaled, it was finally over, and it was really a fierce battle.

Xiang Yun knew that he probably wouldn't be able to escape this catastrophe.