The two Maoshan Zhengtian Sect disciples continued to walk in, and it was only about ten meters away from the wind clearing, at this moment, he could be said to have raised his heart to his throat, and he couldn't tolerate a little mistake, and he would have to bring endless disasters to himself if he was not careful.

Ten meters, five meters!

"Come on, you can't blame me if you want to die!" With a howl in his heart, his mana ran all over his body, and at this moment, he could be said to be at the moment when his combat power was at its peak.

At this moment, the young man who was full of the heavenly court suddenly stopped, looked around and sat on the spot, and the two of them sat on the ground muttering and muttering something without knowing what they were saying!

"Not good!" Feng Qingyang suddenly smelled a hint of danger, and he didn't want to jump to the side of the demon wolf Xiaoyue, grabbing it in a violent jump.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Sure enough, the place where Feng Qingyang was hiding before had been swallowed up by a sea of fire, and with a sizzling sound, a wave of air visible to the naked eye rose into the sky.

Feng Qingyang looked at the thick vine in horror, and it was himself who burned the key when it was a row slower than before.

Secretly wiped a handful of sweat, looked at the demon wolf Xiaoyue beside him with palpitations, and said, "It's so dangerous, I almost fell in their way." ”

"Demon, look at the move!"

At this time, there were two loud cheers behind him, and Feng Qingyang was shocked, and he didn't want to jump to the side again.

Bang!

A great fire ignited again where he stopped, and the light of the fire was full of green and faint light, and at a glance he knew that it was not ordinary fire, and the wind was clear and smelled a hint of threat from it.

"I can't get close to them at all. Feng Qingyang was secretly anxious in his heart, he didn't pay attention to these two little Taoist priests in the late stage of qi refining at all, but if they continued to fight like this, they might attract more people, and then it would be troublesome.

He jumped again on the spot and landed steadily twenty meters away from them, which was a certain distance.

Feeling the sunlight falling through the layers of leaves, his heart began to be inexplicably irritable, a bloodthirsty desire came from his heart, and during the day, his yin qi could not be effectively replenished, and his mana was consumed extremely quickly.

Looking at the two Taoist priests from afar, I saw a twisted smile on their faces, both of them were holding a three-finger-wide peachwood sword, the sword body exuded an inexplicable smoothness, just at a glance you can conclude that it must not be a simple peachwood sword.

Feng Qingyang can ignore ordinary weapons, even if it is a sword that sharpens iron like clay, he is not afraid, but in the face of this peach wood sword that naturally restrains him, he is really guilty, he has tasted the taste of being hit by a peach wood sword, and that feeling is like being struck by lightning, which will make the body fall into numbness.

"Haha, it really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, and I actually met you together, doesn't I deserve to get the credit?" The person who spoke was the person who was full of the heavenly court, and he smiled and slowly approached the wind Qingyang.

Together, he is the official disciple of the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect, and he is not an ordinary rookie disciple, all the formal disciples in Maoshan must be divided according to strict seniority, compared to the fat man and the thin man before, the gap can be described as a world of difference.

Although he was only in the late stage of Qi refining, he did have an extraordinary talent. Before the age of fifty, he will definitely be able to break through the Qi refining and enter the foundation building period.

These disciples are deeply loved by the sect, and they are rewarded with various magic weapons and pills, and their cultivation is smooth, and it is unlucky for Feng Qingyang to meet them.

I saw a peachwood sword in his hand shake, and under the flow of brilliance, he was protected by an iron armor talisman around him, and he swung the sword from afar.

Seven Star Steps! Demon Slashing Sword!

His steps are like ghosts, his figure is erratic, even if the wind is clear and dares to control it very strongly, he is also a little uncertain, for such a regular disciple he has never had the experience of fighting with it.

The disciples who rescued the demon wolf in the mountains last time were not official disciples of Maoshan, they could only be regarded as beginner disciples.

"Run!" Feng Qingyang looked at the left and right, his heart jumped tightly, he only had the cultivation of jumping corpses in the middle stage, and it was during the day, he was not an opponent at all.

"Broken!"

A long hair is flying, looking extremely dusty, but it is a pity that the attack is insidious and vicious, and at a glance, you can know that your heart is like a snake and scorpion.

With a wave of his long sword, the glowing peachwood sword in his hand actually shot out a sword light, this sword light did not have any sharp cutting aura, but it was this ordinary sword light that made Feng Qingyang terrified.

That innate sense of fear made him feel deeply uncomfortable, why should zombies be born afraid of Taoist priests?

He was shouting in his heart, looking at a sword light that was swung out and was stunned and stood still, he wanted to see if he could crush himself with a sword, even the elders of Maoshan did not kill him with a sword!

"Flutter!"

The wind was clear and did not dodge, like a live target, and the sword light easily bombarded his body, and suddenly made a crackling sound.

"Ahh

He didn't have this kind of pain when he was cut through his body by Li Xiao's sword, but the sword light from the peachwood sword made him feel a kind of pain from his soul.

I saw that his body was like being struck by lightning, his messy hair stood up to the sky, his humanoid face became distorted, and even the defense suit on his body was split.

"Senior Brother Li, this little zombie is nothing more than that!"

After a successful blow, he stopped in place and looked at the painful Feng Qingyang with interest, and the person with thick eyebrows and big eyes called Senior Brother Li snorted, and walked to Feng Qingyang's side to take a closer look.

"Senior brother, this little zombie actually dares to face the sword qi of my Demon Sword, isn't this looking for death? Now he has been restrained by the special sword qi of the Demon Sword!" a wild laugh came over.

"One!"

Feng Qingyang bit his lip tightly, not letting out a painful sound, looking at the two stinky Taoist priests who were close at hand, he really wanted to grab them and suck their essence and blood fiercely.

"Oh, you can talk!" a look of surprise on his face as he walked over and pasted a stalemate on his forehead.

But at this time, a wolf howl suddenly sounded around him, and he saw that Xiaoyue, the demon wolf who had disappeared from nowhere, opened his bloody mouth and bit it.

I saw a casual jar with a disdainful face, and a gravity charm was thrown out casually.

"Bang!"

The demon wolf Xiaoyue, who couldn't dodge, was hit by the gravity charm, and slammed to the ground, and the corners of his mouth slowly flowed blood.

"I forgot, it turns out that there is a little demon wolf, this is still really a demon and a monster have come together!" A cruel smile smiled, looking at the demon wolf's fur covered in snow, his eyes kept shining.

"High-grade wolf skin, if you use it to refine an inner armor, I'm afraid you will earn a lot of spirit stones. As he spoke, he walked over and was about to peel it off.

"Stop!" Seeing that the wind was clear and his eyes were cracked, he blamed himself for why he was so careless to resist that extraordinary sword qi, but now it has affected the demon wolf Xiaoyue.

"If you dare to touch a single hair of him, I will drink your blood alive!"

"What can you do if I move him?"