After casting the spell, Ye Qin controlled another demon shadow, and at the same time flew backwards, each moving rapidly dozens of feet to the left and right of Yan Wei, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Yan Wei stopped in place, a pair of hands with green muscles, casually controlling more than a dozen large fireballs, enjoying the scorching heat under the flames around him, he glanced at the two 'Ye Qin' and sneered contemptuously. Very disdainful.

He is entitled to show disdain,

Huoli Dafa is one of the top ten top-level Dafa in the Qingdan Sect, which is most suitable for the cultivation of Martian Root Cultivators, and has increased dramatically in a short period of time to become a strength and spell control power, Yan Wei is a Single Fire Spiritual Root Cultivator, and this great failure has allowed him to almost achieve the effect of doubling his strength.

And although Ye Qin's Demon Shadow Dafa was also from the ancient Liao family, after all, it only used phantom spells to give birth to a phantom, it didn't have any attack ability, and it didn't add any strength to Ye Qin.

"It's just a small illusion. How can it be compared to my Fire Separation Dafa!"

After Yan Wei finished speaking, his divine sense swept over the two 'Ye Qin', trying to identify which one was the real Ye Qin and which one was the phantom, but he soon found that the two 'Ye Qin' were useless, they were both the same cultivation, the same breath, controlling the same magic weapon, and even the cold smile on the corner of their mouth was exactly the same.

"What kind of illusion is this?"

Yan Wei was slightly taken aback, frowned and whispered to himself, he released the flame shield, which could only resist attacks from one direction.

No matter which Ye Qin he resisted, he would have his back to the other Ye Qin.

If he blocked the real Ye Qin, it would be fine, but if he confronted a fake Ye Qin, but was attacked by the real Ye Qin from behind, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the existence of this demon shadow seriously affected Yan Wei's judgment.

Yan Wei felt a sense of anxiety in his heart, and more than ten large fireballs controlled in his hand slammed towards the two Ye Qin at the same time, as long as he could hit it, the phantom would definitely be broken, and the real body would be able to block the fireball, so that he would definitely be able to distinguish that it was the real Ye Qin.

Ye Qin was also secretly frightened, almost all of these big fireballs had the power of mid-level spells, but they were casually cast by Yan Wei, and they operated more than ten at the same time, if he was hit, he couldn't bear it.

However, Ye Qin didn't plan to catch these fireballs at all, he controlled the Demon Shadow to fly quickly and avoid the big fireball, this big fireball was more powerful in the same level of spells, but the flight speed was not fast, it was not easy to catch up with Ye Qin and his Demon Shadow, if Yan Wei was a Wind Spirit Root Cultivator, he could almost easily break his Demon Shadow with the Wind Blade and win completely, fortunately, Yan Wei was a Fire Spirit Root Cultivator.

More than a dozen fireballs failed to hit Ye Qin and his demon shadow, but fell to the ground, blasting the ground into large pits several feet after another, and inside the pits were red slurry melted by the high temperature of the stones, and puffs of black smoke rose from them.

Yan Wei didn't care about a large number of misses, and the big fireballs hit crazy one after another. With the help of Huoli Dafa, he released these big fireballs, which was easier than releasing ordinary small fireballs, and he only needed one fireball to hit Ye Qin.

Huangfu Bing'er watched the battle from the side of the battlefield, but she didn't mean to sit idly by, her sixteen ice spirit swords had been released, forming a giant half-arc, surrounding the battlefield, ready to shoot at any time, she was waiting for the opportunity to strike.

However, Ye Qin and Yan Wei on the battlefield didn't care about this, or they both knew that Huangfu Bing'er might make a move, but they didn't care.

The speed of the two "Ye Qin" was getting faster and faster, rotating around Yan Wei, which had already made Yan Wei too late to send out enough large fireballs.

Yan Wei was a little annoyed.

Huo Lida couldn't help Ye Qin, so he had to force him to take out the finale magic weapon?

"The fireball can't hit you, then let you take a look at my Yan Wei's Yuan Shen magic weapon-Agni Chiying Sword!Go die~!"

As soon as he spoke, a red sword light rose from small to large, and struck one of the "Ye Qins" with a fierce momentum. The speed of the Yuan Shen magic weapon is by no means a fireball, and it is extremely difficult to dodge.

Sure enough, that Ye Qin did not dodge, it was directly penetrated by the Flame Chiying Sword, as if it had penetrated the air, it did not disappear, but it was much darker, obviously fake.

Yan Wei was furious and panicked, and the feeling of hitting with all his strength but missing, was enough to make him vomit a mouthful of blood.

He knew that he had made a huge mistake, using a blow that was enough to attack a phantom, this mistake would make him pay a heavy price, and he could already clearly feel that the other Ye Qin was staring coldly at his back, sending out the most ferocious thunderous blow.

"Senior Sister Bing, hurry up and help me and block him!"

Yan Wei manipulated the fire shield to block the cold air from behind, and fully controlled the Flame Chiying Sword to attack back, while asking Huangfu Bing'er for support in horror.

But his pleas for help went unanswered.

Yan Wei couldn't help but glance at Emperor Fu Bing'er.

I saw that Huangfu Bing'er had released sixteen Ice Spirit Separation Swords to surround the battlefield, these flying swords exuded an astonishing cold aura, and she was ready to strike with all her might, but she didn't know why she stopped in place, looking at him with strange eyes, still waiting for something.

Yan Wei was stunned for a moment, he couldn't figure out what Huangfu Bing'er meant, he had reached the edge of extreme danger, why didn't she make a move? They were all fellow disciples of the Qingdan Sect, could it be that Huangfu Bing'er planned to see death and not save him?

He didn't have time to understand why Huangfu Bing'er didn't make a move.

Boom! a low bell rang.

Yan Wei's face was miserable, it's over! A continuous stream of soul waves appeared behind him, and at the moment he was touched, Yan Wei fell into a dazy state and lost any ability to dodge. With the strength of his foundation building mid-level cultivator, the time he was stunned was extremely short, but it was enough to be fatal.

Huangfu Bing'er finally made a move.

With a flick of her hand, sixteen Ice Spirit Flying Swords struck towards Yan Wei from all directions at the same time, and a large area of cold light shimmered down, poof, poof, poof! Yan Wei's flame armor, the flame shield couldn't stop it at all, and in an instant, sixteen ice caves pierced through Yan Wei's body appeared.

Yan Wei looked at his broken body in disbelief, and even more incredulously looked at Huangfu Bing'er, his physical body was completely useless, he couldn't figure out why he didn't die in the hands of that black-clothed monk, but died without warning in the hands of Huangfu Bing'er, who was also a core disciple of Qingdanmen.

Speaking of which, Yan Wei should also be unlucky.

In the past, on the third floor of the underground cave of Wankuling, Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er relied on the combination of this dementor bell and the Ice Spirit Sword, relying on the dizziness of the bronze bell and the strangulation of the Ice Spirit Sword, and killed I don't know how many powerful demon beasts, this set of combo techniques is extremely skillful.

Even if Yan Wei has the talent of heaven, he can't stand the calculations of Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er, from the moment he was surrounded by Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er, he was destined to die or live, but he didn't understand this until he died.

A terrible scream. A golden Yuan Shen flew out desperately from Yan Wei's head, trying to get out and escape, Yan Wei was unwilling, its body was destroyed, but the Yuan Shen was not dead, as long as he fled back to Yan's house, he still had the day to come back to take revenge.

Ye Qin's eyes were cold, his mouth opened, and a purple Nanming Fire Sword flew out, and a group of flame crows wrapped Yan Wei's body, and in an instant, Yan Wei's body and Yuan Shen turned into ashes together.

The Flame Chiying Sword, which had lost control, and several other magic weapons of Yan Wei, fell to the ground one after another.

Ye Qin pinched his hand and went to the storage bag that fell from Yan Wei's waist.

"Bing'er, Yan Wei is dead, does it affect you?"

Ye Qin Dynasty Emperor Fu Bing'er asked lightly. He felt a little sorry for Yan Wei's death. The Qingdan Sect is missing a genius with a high spiritual root cultivation, and there is one less monk who is very hopeful of coming into contact with Jindan.

However, the world of cultivating immortals has never been a long time to live if the spiritual root is high. The spiritual roots of the Jindan monks of many sects are actually average, or on the upper side.

Huangfu Bing'er also accepted the Ice Spirit Sword at this time, and looked at Ye Qin with kind eyes.

The Ye Qin in front of him is no longer the Ye Qin of six years ago. The cultivation of the fourth layer of the foundation, the Yuan Shen magic weapon, and Xiqi's spells, all of which showed that his strength had grown surprisingly fast, making her somewhat novel and unfamiliar.

After a while, she shook her head and smiled lightly, "It's okay." Senior Brother Wei died here, and the Yan family will only have a bad relationship with the Lu family, I am afraid that it will affect the Seven Factions Alliance, but it will not involve me. However, family monks usually put the interests of the family first, and the death of one or two family disciples has little impact on the overall situation. By the way, didn't you train in the Northern Qi Kingdom?.... How could it appear in Lujiabao?"

"It's a long story, and I'm here to do something very important. This matter is related to the breakthrough ......," Ye Qin said with a smile.

He only had time to say a word, his face changed suddenly, and he looked in the direction of Lujiabao in shock, just as they were talking, a small piece of dazzling blue clouds suddenly appeared hundreds of miles away in the distant sky, and a powerful divine sense and coercion swept towards the direction of Lujiabao, and wherever the incomparable coercion went, almost Madame dared to move.

"The ancestor of the Lu family is back!"

"Not good!"

On the side of Lu Jiabao, countless exclamations and shouts sounded, although the monks of the Lu family were in great spirits and stepped up their attacks, but the six or seven monks from the chaotic land were shocked and changed color, completely lost their fighting spirit, and just wanted to flee desperately.

"Ahh

"Wow!"

Miao Hai, who was fighting fiercely with the monks of the Lu family, was hit by a pillar of light and burst with a scream, while Chu Hui, another monk from the nearby chaotic land, could not react before he could react, and was swept by the pillar of light, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

One by one, in the blink of an eye, the monks who were still resisting in the chaotic places near Lujiabao died three people.

Where did Ye Qin dare to hesitate or pause.

He swooped down to the Bian River below.

When he escaped just now, he had been escaping in the direction of the Bian River, if it weren't for Yan Wei's entanglement along the way, he would have already piloted the dark cloud barrier and fled to a very far place, and now that the ancestor is back, he doesn't dare to escape from the sky anymore, so he can only dive to the bottom of the river and hide his whereabouts with the help of this turbulent river. ！~！

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