Zhao Emei's flying sword, fluctuating, extremely agile, as if with independent consciousness, each attack is rigorous, the speed is extremely fast, extremely sensitive, seeing the void as nothing, shuttling back and forth. If you are not careful, you will be killed from an unexpected angle.

This is the Emei faction, the swordsmanship that has accumulated for thousands of years. It is completely different from the ordinary condensing flying sword, and the means used are completely different, which can be seen at a glance.

Under the fight, the Firebird Ancestor suddenly realized the gap between the two sides. Rao is own cultivation time is a lot, but he is a casual cultivation portal, and the method is already slightly inferior, and the magic weapon is even more different.

The Seventy-Seven Forty-Nine Firebird Formation, with a large number at the beginning, can still support it. But I saw that Zhao Emei's flying sword slashed, and a firebird was killed, and it fell to the ground in a daze, turning into ashes...... Every firebird falls, it is like a stab in the heart of the firebird ancestor, dripping blood. He saw that the living ancestor had not come out for a long time, and he was impatient, so he tore his throat and shouted.

This call really worked, and the living ancestor drove the bronze corpse out to help. However, the living ancestor was always a little absent-minded, whenever he thought that Zhao Emei might have another helper on his side, he was like a man, but he refused to use all his strength at once, only thinking about saving a few points, and running away whenever something was wrong.

You must know that the Firebird Ancestor went to ambush Zhao Emei and hit Zhao Emei himself, the meaning is not the same, and the difference is too much. What's more, the other party is likely to come prepared?

The living ancestor did not finish his full strength, the firebird ancestor was an old fox-like figure, and at a glance, he was so angry that he shouted, and then looked at his firebird array, and he was killed by Zhao Emei Nearly twenty.

"It's a big loss......"

The Firebird Ancestor sighed in his heart, his firebird, it is not easy to refine, each one has to find a suitable Yin Soul, and then combined with the underground Yin Fire, it takes a long time to practice a finished product by using unique techniques.

After more than ten years of painstaking accumulation, there was this seven-seven-forty-nine firebird array, but unexpectedly, many of them were killed in an instant, and the formation was not formed.

If you continue like this, won't you have to lose all your money?

Firebird Ancestor's strength, at least two-thirds of it is on this Firebird, and if you don't rely on it, you're still a fart, I'm afraid that the name "Firebird Ancestor" will be abolished.

Thinking of the pain in his flesh, he stomped his foot fiercely: "You old bastard, our family has fallen into your big trap!" As he spoke, he took the initiative to shrink back, unable to care about anything anymore, and sacrificed the light, turned into a red cloud, and fled far away.

The end of the walk is simply to the extreme.

The living ancestor couldn't even scream, lost a big helper, and suddenly became alone. Originally, at the beginning, if he joined forces with Firebird and worked together to fight Zhao Emei, even if he couldn't fight quickly, he could at least fight for a while, and then slowly consume Zhao Emei's mana and win the battle.

However, the doorway of the battle, especially the battle between high-level warlocks, can often change in an instant, and victory or defeat is a matter of intolerable consideration.

Laugh at!

Without the firebird, Zhao Emei's swordsmanship was even sharper, and with just one slash, he cut off one arm of the bronze corpse.

At this time, even if the living ancestor wanted to leave, he was afraid that it would be too late, so he gritted his teeth and opened his hand to sacrifice two strands of black silk, which swept towards Zhao Emei.

When Zhao Emei saw it, his eyebrows were raised, and he said coquettishly: "Ancestor, you have cultivated thousands of Yin Soul Silks, you should be killed!"

With a turn of thought, Danqing stabbed straight away.

The living ancestor calmed down at this time, and with a twist of his fingers, the two black silks were like two poisonous snakes, swinging in front of him, and immediately entwined Zhao Emei's flying sword, and the slightest black gas immediately drilled into the flying sword.

It turns out that this "Thousand Thousand Yin Soul Silk" is painstakingly refined by collecting the poisonous and spicy evil qi of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and it is a magic weapon that specializes in degrading people. And the trauma of the natal magic weapon is even more difficult to estimate, and the magic weapon can directly hit my own mind.

Zhao Emei knew that it was powerful, and he had already prepared, with a little finger, Danqing led the body to be magnificent, and the size skyrocketed all of a sudden, originally only three feet Qingfeng, but in vain it became five feet.

Snort!

The edge was irresistible, and the two strands of "Thousand Thousand Yin Soul Silk" wrapped around the sword body were cut to pieces.

The divine power was broken, and the living ancestor was hit hard, and almost a mouthful of old blood spurted out: "Your flying sword sutra is already half a step pure yang!"

The heart is shocked, and it cannot be suppressed.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the world of the Three Great Dao Gates to set up a game to intercept and kill one or two, and extract the powerful souls of the other party, so as to have the opportunity to refine the Ten Thousand Divine Banners. By the way, you can also plunder and make a windfall. Only now, did he suddenly discover that the foundation of the three sects of the Daomen was far deeper than he imagined, and those disciples who were qualified to become the world's walking disciples were all amazing and brilliant, and they were not easy to deal with.

"Explode me!"

At the moment of life and death, the living ancestor shouted, and the bronze corpse immediately rushed to Zhao Emei. And with such a block of kung fu, he immediately sacrificed the light and fled outside lifelessly.

"Still want to go?"

Zhao Emei's thought moved, and Dan Qingyin chased after him fiercely like a bolt of lightning. As for the bronze corpse that was close to her, she didn't put it in her eyes at all, and slapped it with a gentle palm. A chill erupted from his palm, after slapping the bronze corpse. The bronze corpse immediately clicked, and a layer of ice flakes spread quickly on the surface of the body, which was sky blue, and it was frozen into an ice zombie.

Bang!

The next moment, the whole body was torn apart and turned into a hard ice cube.

Let's say that her flying sword, the speed has increased to the extreme, and it slashes and falls in mid-air, and the light sacrificed by the living ancestor in the middle - "Ah!"

The living ancestor screamed, like a wild goose that had been hit by an arrow, unable to support it, and fell into a forest below, and smashed two pine trees with thick bowls.

This blow is not light. The chest of the living ancestor was scorched black, revealing a piece of brilliance inside, vaguely a piece of armor. Fortunately, he was wearing a treasure robe, otherwise he would have been pierced by Zhao Emei's flying sword in mid-air just now.

"What a fast flying sword!"

Yousheng Ancestor spat blood fiercely, struggled, and said in his heart that he couldn't stay here for a long time, so it was better to leave quickly.

When he got up, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a person sitting under a big tree just over two feet away in front of him, wasn't it Ye Junsheng who disappeared out of thin air?

"Good boy, so you're here!"

Yousheng Ancestor was shocked and angry, and he didn't have time to think about it in an instant, his left hand turned into a claw, and fiercely grabbed Ye Junsheng's head and fell.

It is said that when the ancestor descended from the sky just now, Ye Junsheng was also surprised. Before, he used earth escape and escaped from the stone house, for fear of alarming the two demons outside, so he tiptoed to find his way. Ben made up his mind to avoid the limelight first, all because this living ancestor was too sophisticated, and he couldn't find a flaw at all. I don't have a chance to start, the other party is ruthless, and he is going to go under the knife directly - after all, it's not acting, where will people focus on the protagonist in everything?

I thought it would be safer to go out of a long distance, but I didn't expect that with a crackle, the living ancestor fell off impartially like a plane crash?

Some things are indeed predestined.

Seeing that the living ancestor was fierce like a ghost, and grabbed it with one claw, Ye Junsheng immediately escaped with a soil, and disappeared without screaming.

Grabbing the air with one claw, the living ancestor was surprised, especially after finding that the other party would escape, he was even more stunned: his own family has obviously been checked three times and twice, and this guy has no spiritual light at all, how can he make the unearthed supernatural power?

What the hell is going on?

Disheveled!

Ye Junsheng came out from five zhang behind him, and there happened to be a clump of swaying dog tail grass on his head, which seemed to have a unique style. He was afraid that the living ancestor would attack again, and his sword intent was gaining momentum, and he could inspire it to fight the enemy at any time.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the ancestor was already panicked, and he was afraid that Zhao Emei would chase after him, so he didn't dare to fight, so he turned around and wanted to sacrifice and leave again.

Hum!

The pig demon pounced from the bushes in a very timely manner, and it was like thunder, and it crashed into the arms of the living ancestor.

Caught off guard at this moment, the living ancestor stumbled, and the mouthful of blood that was already pressing on his throat couldn't hold back anymore, and it sprayed out.

"Beautiful!"

Ye Junsheng appreciated, and did not hesitate, showing a tacit understanding with the pig demon that cooperated seamlessly, with the branch in his hand, and a ruthless point of sword intent was placed on the back of the living ancestor without reservation.

Burst!

Rao Yousheng Ancestor was wearing a treasure robe, but he couldn't stand it in such an embarrassed and flawed state, and once again a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the pain of drilling his heart spread all over his body, crumbling.

"Not down yet?"

Seeing that he was so tenacious, Ye Junsheng didn't think twice, and pressed his left thumb his temple, bang, and a puddle of blood was stimulated on the corresponding acupuncture point on the other side. Pity this elder of the Ghost Demon Sect Skull Sect, and he will die like this!

This fight, it is complicated to say, in fact, it is only a matter of a few breaths, the rabbit rises and falls, very quickly, and the dust has settled.

By this time night had fallen, and the woods were dark.

Phew!

In the flashing light, Zhao Emei's figure was revealed. The reason why she didn't rush to chase and kill at the first time was because she herself had been traumatized and needed to breathe first, so as not to leave sequelae in the future. Especially when the Natal Flying Sword was facing the Thousand Thousand Yin Soul Silk of the Ancestor, although it broke the opponent's spell with great might, it was still defaced a little after all, which made her regret it even more.

The hatred for the living ancestors is even more irrepressible.

"Hmm!"

In the eyes of the warlock, darkness is long time equal to non-existence. Soon, she found the place where the living ancestor fell, and she wanted to continue chasing along the traces, but she saw the living ancestor lying on his back on the ground uncovered, his whole body, as if he had been looted by robbers, except for the worthless tattered clothes, everything else was basically gone.

Rao is Zhao Emei is light by nature, deep in joy and anger, and he couldn't help crying and laughing when he saw this, and at the same time felt annoyed: Who did the hands and feet?

Damn, you can't escape...... She gritted her silver teeth, harnessed the light and began to search around.

(To be continued)