"Hmph, ridiculous, before you want to take advantage of the fire to rob, shouldn't you weigh your own strength first?!" The monk surnamed Mu snorted coldly with disdain, and looked at Yu Yilie with murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhao Pingchuan, who was on the side, frowned slightly when he heard this, he seemed to have heard the voice of the person in front of him somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

However, he immediately spoke: "This fellow Daoist, if you want to blame you for too many things, we have to solve you first." ”

But he didn't want to make a mistake and attract more monks, so he turned into a spike and attacked Yu Yilie with a reminder of the talisman in his hand.

"Yes, then let's see if you have that ability!" Yu Yilie's voice did not fall, but his figure disappeared first.

Zhao Pingchuan couldn't help but flash with suspicion when he heard this, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

I saw that his spiritual sense quickly caught the figure of Yu Yilie who was approaching quickly, and he couldn't help but show his light body technique, and quickly dodged to the side to open the distance.

But at this moment, Yu Yilie's body suddenly froze, maintaining the posture of jumping up towards Zhao Pingchuan.

Zhao Pingchuan was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly recalled the ring that trapped the black crow and went to him, trying to restrain him.

Unexpectedly, the ring fell into the air, and Yu Yilie's figure slowly disappeared.

On the other side, the monk surnamed Mu suddenly looked shocked, and he was about to dodge, but it was too late.

Yu Yilie, who was approaching as quickly as a ghost, suddenly swung the moon blade and sent out a blade to attack his face.

In a hurry, the monk surnamed Mu had to roll on the ground, and he could dodge.

At this time, Zhao Pingchuan, who found the scheme, urged the ring to come to him again.

The blow missed, Yu Yilie did not stop there, but threw the moon blade back without looking back to stop the pursuing ring magic weapon.

For him, the biggest threat is this 12th layer of Qi cultivation who is not lightly injured, as soon as this person dies, Zhao Pingchuan is the meat on the chopping board, let him slaughter!

Now is the perfect opportunity to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

With his bare hands, two phantoms appeared on the spot, and Yu Yilie himself quickly came behind the monk surnamed Mu.

Sure enough, the phantom was barely urged by the monk surnamed Namu to split the strange green blade into two pieces.

However, before the monk surnamed Mu could rejoice, he was punched heavily behind him.

The monk surnamed Mu suddenly snorted, and quickly punched a vajra talisman on his body to prevent him from getting close again.

Yu Yilie couldn't help frowning when he saw this, but he was not depressed, but his body moved quickly again and came behind him.

With a whip leg and sweeping it into the distance, he ran after it again.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Mu couldn't help staring at the front with one eye, and at the same time, the green blade in his hand was thrown, and it immediately turned into a green light and slashed towards him.

Seeing this, Yu Yilie couldn't help but stare at him, his figure suddenly stopped, and then swept to the other side.

If this guy reacts and holds his ground, he's in danger.

At present, Zhao Pingchuan, the senior brother, is seriously injured, and his strength cannot be fully exerted, if he does not hurry up and kill him, I am afraid that he will soon fall into the encirclement of the two.

Everything happened in a short tea cup, but the monk surnamed Mu was full of solemnity at this time, and he no longer had the slightest intention of contemptuous of the enemy.

This person is only an eight-level Qi cultivator, but he is a dual cultivation of the Dharma Body, and his martial arts cultivation has actually reached the late stage of congenital cultivation, and his strength should not be underestimated.

If he loses the power to resist, he is afraid that the situation will soon be one-sided, and he will break it one by one.

However, the sharp pain of the bone couldn't help but torture his consciousness, but it was difficult to lock on to his flexible figure for a while, but he dodged several attacks one after another.

At this time, Zhao Pingchuan violently urged the ring to lock the moon blade, and then his body moved closer to this side, trying to pinch him from behind.

Seeing this, Yu Yilie couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, it was difficult to make a contribution when he was distracted, and now the moon blade was locked, but he couldn't be called back for a while.

Pretending to be flawless to deal with Zhao Pingchuan, after he dodged his senior brother's attack again, he waved his hand and shot out two wall of fire talismans to block in front of him.

At this time, Zhao Pingchuan, who was close to Yilie's three zhang range, no longer hesitated, and hit a few talismans in a row, heading straight for him.

It's a pity that Yu Yilie's speed is far from being able to catch up with Fu Zheng, and instead of retreating, he conjured five phantoms on the ground one after another, and he deceived himself again.

Seeing this, Zhao Pingchuan was shocked, so he had no choice but to make a talisman and stick it on his body, turning into an emerald green shield to protect his body.

At the same time, he quickly urged the mana, and the magic tricks were played one after another, and suddenly the ground around him turned into dense green vines, winding towards him.

Seeing this, Yu Yilie couldn't help but think about how to crack it and get close to him.

Unexpectedly, a green light behind him instantly broke through two walls of fire and hit him straight at his vest.

But it was the monk surnamed Namu who understood that Yu Yilie wanted to deal with Zhao Pingchuan first, because he wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack. The dense green vines around him danced wildly, and the green mangs behind him attacked quickly, in a hurry, Yu Yilie couldn't care so much, and a fiery red long sword suddenly flew out of his storage bag and went straight to Zhao Pingchuan's front door.

At the same time, he quickly urged the mana to be injected into the red sun shield on his chest, turning into a fiery red transparent light shield to protect his body.

The green blade flashed, and Yu Yilie also turned around and tried to resist.

However, this green blade didn't know what level of treasure it was, but it broke open the red sun cover at once, and slashed at his chest without a trace.

The pupils of his eyes contracted rapidly, how dare Yu Yilie hesitate, and his figure retreated in a flash.

The red sun mask was damaged, and it immediately retracted into his chest, only to see a smooth incision on it.

Expectedly, this green mang, like a maggot with a bone, accelerated towards him, and Yu Yilie couldn't help frowning suddenly.

The sharpness of this thing, which he had witnessed with his own eyes before, would instantly shave off the small half of the body of the stronger golden fire crow.

If he hits this time, he will have to be divided into two sections.

At the last moment, he punched out all three of his only vajra talismans at once.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

As if cutting tofu, the three layers of light film are shattered one by one as soon as they are formed.

The green blade suddenly landed on his chest, and a touch of crimson immediately stained his shirt red.

With both hands quickly closing and pressing the blade to prevent it from moving forward, Yu Yilie suddenly frowned, and the look of pain on his face flashed.

"Damn, get out of here!" Gritting his teeth, Yu Yilie slammed his hands and pulled out the green blade and threw it aside.

A stream of bloody arrows spurted out from the long wound in his chest, and the bone-eating pain caused him to stagger one by one.

With a muffled snort, Yu Yilie hurriedly stabilized his body and reached out to quickly press the wound.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Pingchuan using that small green bowl to put the Huoyao Sword in, and he couldn't help but feel his heart sink suddenly.

Covering the wound and gasping in place, Yu Yilie quickly took out a rejuvenation charm and hit the wound to stop the overflowing blood.

At this time, Zhao Pingchuan and his senior brother approached step by step from both ends, one holding an emerald green bowl, and the other holding a dark green thin blade.

"What's the matter? Wasn't it quite powerful just now?" said the monk surnamed Mu with a hideous face.

"Who the hell are you? Why do I always feel that your martial arts are surprisingly similar to someone?" Zhao Pingchuan approached at this time, and surrounded by his senior brother and asked sharply.

"Haha...... This time I was careless, but next time, Zhao Pingchuan, I will take your dog's life!" Yu Yilie suddenly took off his mask at this time and said sharply.

"Yu Yilie?!Is it you?!Unexpectedly, you have also entered the realm of cultivating immortals, it is really a narrow road! Hmph! There is a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door for hell for you to break in!" Zhao Pingchuan looked at the familiar face in front of him and suddenly said gloomily.