Yi Fengjiao smiled, the willow branch in his hand shook lightly, and said, "Senior brother has hundreds of people from the sect beside him, how can he be weak?"

Tian Jianzi saw the two of them, his heart was not good, and he hurriedly turned around and shouted: "Set up a formation! If you see the disciples of the Scattered Heaven Sect and the Phantom Valley, you will be killed!"

Under Tian Jianzi's exclamation, the disciples of the Haoran Sect quickly dispersed around, they were not in a hurry, they acted in unison, obviously they had been systematically trained, not some small soldiers who hurried to the battlefield.

In other words, elite.

Yi Feng and the Demon Slayer Dao people glanced at each other, and they all saw joy in the other party's eyes. I thought that this trip would be a great harvest for Tian Jianzi's top head, but I never thought that there would be unexpected joy in addition to this.

If Haoran Sect dies a well-cultivated new monk, although it is impossible to break Haoran Sect's arm because of this, it is inevitable that it will break its muscles and bones.

Yi Feng smiled and said the same: "The girls of the Phantom Valley, the hypocrites of the Haoran Sect, don't kill them!"

"Yes!" came from behind Qi Qi's crisp female voice.

The Demon Slayer Daoist also ordered the disciples of the Santian Sect to set up a formation against the enemy, and he and the two Yuan Infant Stage Monks beside him were all killed by the three Yuan Infant Stage Monks of the Haoran Sect's Tianjian Sect!

"Demon slaying old thief, do you really miss the old love?" Tian Jianzi was in a hurry, and while summoning a small broken sword, he shouted loudly.

"Hehe, Lao Dao doesn't remember any old relationship with you Tianjianzi!" The Demon Slayer Daoist licked his lips and said bloodily, "The most favorite thing to kill in my life is the demon head with blood on his hands and his sins are unknown; Zhongzhou has always been calm, there are very few demon cultivators, and I am about to get sick from the old Dao! Now that you have turned from the righteous path to the demon path, don't you see that the old Dao endured the discomfort and sent it to the door to let the old Dao kill?"

"If this is also a love point, Lao Dao and you Tianjianzi can be regarded as a bit of old love!"

"Arrogant! Demon Slayer Old Thief, how confident do you dare not to fight against me with those sassy foxes in the Phantom Valley!

Tian Jianzi had words in his mouth, and Shi Jue took out the sword in his hand, and at the same time, the two Yuan Infant Stage Monks beside him also flew out together, flying towards the two Yuan Infant Stage Monks next to the Demon Slayer Daoist!

The Demon Slayer Daoist sacrificed his spirit sword "Demon Slaying Sword", and did not make any way with Tian Jianzi, and went straight to Tian Jianzi to kill him! His "Demon Slaying Sword" was made of 5,000-year-old forged steel, and with the fact that it had been moistened by blood over the years, it had already become a magic sword that could suck blood and seal holes.

Although his name is to slay demons, it is mortals who have been killed the most with this sword for thousands of years.

Stripped of the protective color of that Righteous Dao Sect, he was the biggest demon in Central Continent! Captive mortals, blood refining mortals, in terms of cruelty, he was much stronger than that Tianjian Zi!

Before the sword of the Demon Slayer Daoist arrived at Tian Jianzi's side, a thick and strong smell of blood came to his face, Tian Jianzi frowned, the fierce killing intent in this blood-colored sword actually suppressed the remnants of his ancient broken sword!

I can't imagine how many creatures this Demon Slayer Dao Man killed with this sword!

But this is not a problem that should be thought about now, he suddenly took a dozen steps back, and the sword in his hand was sacrificed in the air, and hundreds of small sword lights condensed from the broken sword towards the Demon Slayer Daoist, with the momentum of shattering his corpse into thousands of pieces and cutting thousands of knives!

It's a pity that although there are many sword lights, but the power is not enough to cause fatal injuries, this move is almost an instant kill for most of the late Yuan Infant monks, but it is of little use to the Demon Slayer Daoist;

In addition, the Demon Slayer Daoist can fight back with a sword, and not all of these sword lights can hit, resulting in a blow that Tian Jianzi is proud of, but the threat to the Demon Slayer Daoist is neither salty nor light, and it is not painful.

Tian Jianzi's face sank like water, his eyes were gloomy, if it weren't for the fact that he was besieged and ambushed by the fox spirits of the Phantom Valley when refining the "Blood Drops" to break through the Great Monk before, and lost a lot of hole cards, how could he be so embarrassed today!

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but be angry and hateful. He was angry that he acted carelessly and exposed his whereabouts, and those who hated the Phantom Valley were nosy and ruined their own breakthroughs.

"Senior brother, you only have this ability? You are also a well-known big man in Zhongzhou, if your skills are limited to this, it will be too disappointing for your brother!" The Demon Slayer Daoist came from afar and said with a sneer, "If Senior Brother can't come up with other skills, don't blame Brother for sweeping over with a sword and going to get your head!"

Tian Jianzi clenched his fists, and without saying a word, he squeezed the teleportation crystal that appeared in his palm: a white light appeared and wrapped it.

The Demon Slayer Daoist was stunned for a moment, and scolded: "Tianjianzi, you old coward, the great cultivator of the dignified Yuan Infant Stage escaped so directly, are you afraid that these little cultivators of your sect will not die clean?"

After saying that, he turned around and shouted, "Monk of Haoran Sect, your Yuan Infant Ancestor abandoned you and fled alone!

He was really angry, after finishing speaking, he didn't say a word, and attacked the mid-Yuan Infant monk of Haoran Sect with a sword, the Yuan Infant Monk was entangled by the Yuan Infant Middle Monk of the Santian Sect and couldn't be distracted at all.

Seeing this, the only remaining Yuan Infant Monk of Haoran Sect was frightened, and seeing that the three of them were not bad and kind to him, the Yuan Infant Monk panicked, scolded Tian Jianzi a few words, simply threw the flying sword in his hand, bowed down and begged for mercy:

"A few senior brothers forgive their sins, today's conflict is all instigated by Tianjianzi's demonic way, and it has nothing to do with the junior brother;

Poor dignified Yuan Infant Monk, before he could finish his words, he was attacked and killed by the three people of the Santian Sect.

"Even if you blow yourself up, it's worth more than dying like this, right? At least it doesn't lose its dignity. Yi Feng stepped from a distance, walked to the side of the Demon Slayer Daoist, and said with a smile, "It's really more and more alive to go back!

"The longer you live, the more you fear death, and no one will be spared!" "It's a pity that the old devil of Tianjianzi escaped!"

"Who can compare to you in terms of old demons!" Yi Feng stretched out his finger and tapped it from the chest of the Heaven Slayer Daoist, and said with a coquettish smile, "If I am a demon slayer, I will be the first to kill you first!"

"Hehe, the old man is an authentic righteous monk, how can he be a demon, you don't want to talk nonsense!" The demon slayer Taoist looked at the woman in front of him much more solemnly than when he treated Tian Jianzi, and his eyes were full of jealousy, "Today's matter is that the old man will pay off all the favors owed to you, and when we meet again in the future, we will talk about some dusty old things, even if they are enemies of each other because of the opposition of the sect."

"Naturally," Yi Feng said angrily, "I just hope that there will be a chance to cooperate with Senior Brother in the future." ”

The Demon Slayer snorted a few times, and then led the people of his sect to turn around and leave.

The captives of the Haoran Sect were naturally all left to the Phantom Valley.