Zeng Jian roared angrily, his right hand suddenly waved forward, and a silver-white light rushed out of his cuff with a "whoosh" and rushed towards Qin Ziyang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't do it, two junior brothers, Lao Tzu should teach this kid how to be a good person!"

"Senior brother, be careful, it's weird that this kid can last here for so long. One of the monks who had been acting with him spoke.

"What are you afraid of, it's just a fifth-layer garbage who has practiced qi, this kid is lucky to have been hiding until now. Not to mention Senior Brother Zeng's shot, even I can kill him with one move. Another disciple said so.

Just as the three of them were talking, Qin Ziyang's right hand was also flicked, and a fiery red light shot out from his hand, it was the Sun Knife that was snatched from the unlucky guy of the Earth Yan Sect.

With a "choking" sound, a crisp collision sound sounded, and the magic weapon that was thrown out by Zeng Jian revealed its true face, which was actually a silver magic weapon in the shape of a ring.

Seeing this situation, Qin Ziyang pinched the trick with one hand, the blade of the Burning Sun Knife trembled violently, a fiery red light flashed, and the Burning Sun Knife turned into a blazing fireball again, blasting towards Zeng Jian and the others.

"Hmph, the little skill of carving insects, the Burning Sun Knife of the Earth Yan Sect is in vain in your hands!" Zeng Jian scolded viciously, and he hurriedly pointed at the ring with both hands, and it was another injection of spiritual power.

"Buzz ......" A violent trembling sound appeared, and the silver-white ring suddenly trembled violently. In the next second, the ring actually disappeared into mid-air.

"you!" Zeng Jian clasped his hands and shouted excitedly.

Qin Ziyang's figure suddenly retreated backwards, and another magic weapon appeared in one hand, it was the turtle shell defense magic weapon.

With a "boom", the ring that had originally disappeared in mid-air appeared strangely beside Qin Ziyang, if it weren't for Qin Ziyang's extremely fast reaction and rich combat experience, he would have been hit!

"Yes, this artifact is extremely fast and has illusions. First used illusion to deceive the monk's eyes, and then used the extreme speed to appear next to the monk, ordinary monks thought it was teleportation in the face of this trick, and their minds were already in chaos. It's a pity that you're running into me!"

Qin Ziyang sneered disdainfully, flipped his right hand, and a small colorful fan appeared in his hand, but instead of facing the three of them, he fanned it in midair.

There, a huge fireball turned into a Burning Sun Knife!

"Huhu ......" A violent gust of wind suddenly appeared in mid-air, and more than thirty wind blades slammed into the fireball turned by the Sun Knife.

"Hula!" "Hula!"

The fire borrowed the momentum of the wind, and as soon as it was blown by the wind blade, the entire sky seemed to be a huge rain of fire, enveloping Zeng Jian and the three of them.

"Damn, two junior brothers help me quickly!" Zeng Jian roared frantically, the position where the three of them were standing was right under the mountain, and the fire rain was directly tilted down with gravity from top to bottom.

He raised his hands violently, and the rings that he had worn on the two index fingers of his left and right hands suddenly floated into the air, turning into two huge protective shields to protect the three of them.

The two junior disciples who had been standing behind him also hurriedly supported Zeng Jian's back with one hand, and transferred spiritual power into his body to support this protective shield.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of explosions sounded one after another, and Zeng Jian and the three of them seemed to be completely engulfed by the rain of fire, and there was no sound except for the burning sound of flames.

"This ...... Thank you much, thank you. Qin Ziyang's ears suddenly heard an intermittent sound of thanks, he turned to look, only to see the embarrassed female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley suddenly walked out from behind the wooden house and thanked her.

Qin Ziyang looked this woman up and down, her figure was very good, her face was also very cute, her skin was white and silky, but the dirt on her face was a little detracting.

"What are you thankful for?" Qin Ziyang turned his head to look at the Burning Sun Knife whose fire was gradually decreasing and asked, after all, this Burning Sun Knife was only a mid-level magic weapon, and it was already on the verge of being broken by being urged by himself to spend so much spiritual power twice in a row.

"Thank you Qin and Qin Daoyou for helping the little sister, and also avenging the senior sisters of the little sister sect. The corners of the purple-clothed woman's eyes suddenly turned red and she whimpered.

There were three other sisters who were traveling with her, but they had been killed by the sneak attack of the three who had killed a thousand knives a quarter of an hour earlier. If it weren't for the fact that her cultivation was the lowest and she was not the first person chosen by the three of them, she would have already disappeared!

"Oh, do you think they're dead?" As if to cater to Qin Ziyang's words, the protective shield that had already been surrounded by the flames suddenly expanded, pushing the surrounding flames more than ten meters away.

In mid-air, the fire-based spiritual power in the Burning Sun Knife was finally exhausted, and it was silently planted towards the ground. Qin Ziyang frowned, his heart moved, and the Burning Sun Knife flew towards him as if it was pulled by a transparent silk thread.

"Boy, Lao Tzu didn't want to use this thing originally, but you really angered Lao Tzu this time!" With Zeng Jian's roar, the flames were completely pushed to the periphery by their defensive magic weapons, and they no longer had the ability to threaten them.

The flames dissipated, and the embarrassed figures of Zeng Jian and the three walked out of the smoke. All three had burns of varying severity, and their clothes were also showing signs of burning.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the two sixth-level Qi cultivators who were guarding Zeng Jian's side shouted in unison, and two magic weapons, one sword and one sword, suddenly shot out from their hands, turning into two rays of light and stabbing towards Qin Ziyang, and the female disciple of the Purple Smoke Valley behind him.

The magic weapon flew out, and a pile of talismans appeared again in their hands, turning into more than ten pale cyan flames and slamming into the mountain bag.

As a talisman that can quickly activate spells, it is very popular with low-level monks, because low-level monks must have at least three to five breaths of chanting spells or magic time when using spells. However, there are no pre-requisites for using talismans, and they only need to be activated with spiritual power.

Usually, ordinary low-level monks cherish talismans when they use them, and a talisman can make them struggle for half a day before using it. But at this time, these two fellow disciples of the sixth layer of qi cultivation were really scared by Qin Ziyang, and they couldn't think of a monk of the fifth level of qi cultivation who could suppress the two of them who practiced qi at the sixth layer and a monk who practiced qi at the seventh level, and still had the upper hand.

This person must die.

"I'm coming!" The female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley suddenly screamed, and as soon as she flipped her hand, two frost-white talismans appeared in her hand, and she threw them into the air.

"Click!" "Click!"

The sound of continuous freezing suddenly sounded, and I saw that three meters in front of Qin Ziyang and the female disciple, an ice wall more than three meters high and more than one meter thick was formed at an extremely fast speed, completely blocking the two figures.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Another violent explosion sounded, and the ice wall withstood the attack of more than a dozen blue-white fireballs, and ice slag continued to fall from the top of the wall.

"Hold on, you must hold on! I begged the master for a long time before he promised me, don't collapse!"

The female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley actually held her hands in front of her chest and prayed bitterly at this time, which made Qin Ziyang feel a little weird in her heart.

"Huh?" Qin Ziyang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he suddenly lifted his right foot and kicked it fiercely in the abdomen of this female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley, kicking it away by at least five or six meters. And his figure also took advantage of this super thick jump, leaving the ice wall.

As soon as the two of them left, a gray light pierced through the middle of the ice wall, and the one-meter-thick ice wall did not have the slightest blocking effect.

"Hahaha, the two of you can die under the magic weapon of Lao Tzu, and be a mandarin duck with the same fate, it can be regarded as Lao Tzu's kindness!"