The wind was clear and smiling, and killing several people in a row made the killing intent in his heart even stronger, and he couldn't wait to tear the remaining three people apart.

There was an aura of horror all around him.

Shout!

I saw his body move again, but this time he didn't have the blood of the enemy in his hand, but collided head-on with the magic weapon that came at him.

"Red Silk!"

"Canglong Seal!"

"Guns shoot like dragons!"

All kinds of peerless knowledge erupted in the hands of the three of them, and bursts of powerful mana fluctuations came from the air.

The three of them stood in the air like gods in charge of life and death in the world, but when they saw Feng Qingyang being bombarded by magic weapons, they all began to laugh on their faces.

Bang Bang Bang!

There were several deafening noises in the air.

They watched in amazement, and the smiles on their faces had not yet dissipated.

I saw that his hands and clothes exploded, revealing his arms full of scriptures, and it was covered with a layer of armor-like things, with clear thorns, which looked like the palms of a powerful demon beast.

He opened and closed his hands widely, grabbing the dragon seal that had turned into a grinding plate, like a pair of iron tongs fiercely clamping down on the spear that flew towards him!

When!

These two magic weapon materials are not far apart, and under this pair, there is actually a lose-lose situation.

I saw that the spear bent and fell to the ground, and it lost its smoothness, like a piece of scrap metal.

And the big seal that was forcibly grabbed by Feng Qingyang was also poked open by the spear, and fell to the ground tremblingly.

"How about attacking the shield of the son with the spear of the son?" Feng Qingyang looked at the disciples of the Taixuan Sect who were so shocked that their eyes were about to fall out of the sky with a smile.

I saw that the other two people's faces were pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out at the same time, although the two destroyed magic weapons were not top-level magic weapons, they were also extraordinary.

At this moment, they were destroyed by Feng Qingyang with almost hooligan means, and the anger of the two was like a small cosmic explosion.

I saw that one of the two of them couldn't hold his breath first, and rushed down with red eyes and anger, like an angry calf.

"Senior brother, don't go!" the woman at the head of the side called anxiously, but unfortunately it was too late.

When he rushed down, he happened to be full of wind and clear yang.

"Are you just going to die?" Feng Qingyang laughed, and the light in his hand flashed and pulled him away.

I saw that the disciple of Taixuanzong squirted out and flew out first, falling to the ground and convulsing non-stop, and I didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

There is a solution to one. It can be said that the shot is like electricity, knocking and hurting and death!

The people watching the battle had long been numb, and the ferocious appearance of the monks in the early stage of fighting and killing several major foundation building monks like slaughtering dogs had already left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

"Are you still coming?" Feng Qingyang flew safely in the air, looking at the remaining two Taixuanzong disciples from afar.

I saw that the woman in the lead had long lost her previous arrogant momentum, her little face was pale, and the other disciple was even more unbearable, and the smell of commotion came to her face, and she was actually scared by the wind and Qingyang.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt funny, people of such big sects and factions are like this, relying on the changeability of people to suppress people, and when the situation is not right, they often lose their minds by fighting their own battles, in addition to their innate superiority, they are not even as good as a casual cultivation in other aspects.

"Red silk locks the world!" At this time, the woman in charge suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the red silk in between was so bright that it instantly tied Feng Qingyang into seeds.

"You want to lock me up with your broken rope?" Feng Qingyang laughed without saying a word, and he didn't struggle, just tied up and fell to the ground.

"Senior sister, let me kill him!"

The frightened man's face was full of resentment, and when he saw that Feng Qingyang was trapped by the woman in charge, he immediately released the anger that had accumulated in his heart.

The power belonging to the monks in the early stage of foundation building exploded instantly, and with a flip in his hand, another golden magic weapon was used.

This magic weapon is in the shape of a long strip, but it looks like a brick.

As soon as he threw it in his hand, the brick became larger and larger into a few zhang in the wind, and suddenly it slammed into the wind on the ground.

Thundered!

The smoke and dust were everywhere, and the slabs and bricks like a hill shot a big hole in the ground, and the wind in it was clear but did not know life and death!

"Qingyang ......"

"Brother Qingyang!

The four of them exclaimed, they were in a hurry, they were in a hurry, it was a pity that they were only cultivators in the late stage of refining, and if they joined their battlefield, they were afraid that they would be blown into slag by just one face.

"Senior sister, if he hits my brick, he can't not die!"

The disciple of the Taixuan Sect who had succeeded in that blow flew into the sky and said to the woman who was the leader.

"This brick was refined by my master himself, and refined iron was added to it, weighing 50,000 catties, even if he was an iron man, he would be smashed into a meatloaf. ”

Hiss!

The people who are concerned all gasp, 50,000 catties! What is the concept of 50,000 catties?

Ghost Feng heard this, and his face was even more anxious, thinking that if Feng Qingyang died so aggrieved, he would not be able to explain when he went back, and the disciples of Taixuanzong humiliated him again and again, which made him extremely angry in his heart.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Before the ghost wind could speak, the ghost rain on the side took the lead and took the lead in sacrificing the two Taixuanzong disciples in his hands who rushed straight to the sky.

"Little lady...... You're not my opponent yet!"

"Senior sister...... I'll clean up this little girl!"

That disciple suddenly revealed his true form at this moment, and the appearance of a disciple of the Righteous Path Sect who looked like this was still a little bit, and he was an evil demon alive.

"I can't help myself!"

He reached out of his hand and grabbed the ghost rain directly, and a pair of unkind eyes swept around on it.

"Light rain!"

The remaining three people were in a hurry, and they all took out magic weapons and rushed into the sky, but they were shot down one by one by the woman who led them in an instant.

If it is really one step at a time, although the late stage of refining is only one step away from the early stage of foundation building, its strength is thousands of miles apart.

Before, Feng Qingyang killed them like slaughtering dogs, but now it's just the opposite, the four of them were killed like dogs, and they didn't have the power to parry, and they couldn't even catch each other's palms!

But at this moment, the bricks that were pressed on the ground suddenly shook.

I saw that the bricks were shining and fighting rapidly, and finally exploded, and a figure suddenly shot out.

"You want to shoot me to death with this little brick? You're still a little tender. ”

The figure shook the dust in the air, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he slapped a big round and pounced on the male disciple of Taixuanzong.

"You...... You...... You...... You're not dead yet?"

"If you die, I won't die!"

Rumble!

Feng Qingyang threw forward and turned his palm into a fist, directly piercing the disciple's chest.

Boom!

He was still arrogant before, and he died instantly, and this scene made everyone unbelievable.

"Are the masters in the early stage of foundation building so fragile?" someone in the crowd muttered to themselves, looking incredulous.

"And you!"

Now there is only the last disciple of Taixuanzong left, and that is the woman who is the leader.

"Will you come down and die yourself, or will I come up and let you die!"