After the huge stone flew out of Yang Yi's hand, it crashed over all the trees in its path with a bang, and flew deep into the woods in the blink of an eye. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the boulder flew out, Yang Yi's body flashed, and he had already rushed over with the stones.

The sound of trees breaking was incessant, and the boulders rolled all the way, making a great noise, until the momentum was about to end, and no one was found to blow the flute along the way.

Yang Yi, who followed behind, didn't care, and struck out with a palm in the air, and the boulder that was still in the air in front of him was shattered by his splitting palm, forming countless small stones that flew in all directions.

After a palm was slapped, Yang Yi's body rose into the air and reached the night sky a few feet high.

The momentum of these scattered stones was extremely violent, and the "poof" hit the trunks of the surrounding trees, and immediately made countless small pits.

There's movement ahead.

A figure in a moon-white robe suddenly appeared in Yang Yi's field of vision.

This person seemed to be very stunned by the "boulder hidden weapon" thrown by Yang Yifei, so that he didn't even have the idea of hiding the gravel, and when the gravel was coming, he had to fight against luck, and the figure that was originally ethereal and difficult to find and kept wandering suddenly stopped.

Yang Yi laughed loudly in the air, his hands were closed, and a wave of energy was born from the palms of his two palms, and a huge qi stick with no form and substance suddenly appeared from the circle formed by the two palms, and smashed the medicine and rice towards this person.

"Your Excellency tastes my Dinghai Divine Needle!"

The flute sound disappears.

The man in white put down the flute in his hand, raised his legs and took steps at will, and gently and skillfully dodged Yang Yi's powerful and unscrupulous blow.

"Boom!"

The air column hit the ground, like explosives bursting, rubble flew wildly, dust and smoke were everywhere, grass and trees were broken, and they were thrown like rain, and the scene was a miserable scene after a meteor hit the ground.

The man in white is gone.

Yang Yi's body turned in the air, like a divine dragon, he swam around in the air and turned, and suddenly turned around and split his palm.

The man in white appeared in the sky at some point, and the long flute in his hand pointed at Yang Yi's back.

Yang Yi turned around and took out his palm at this time, and his palm collided with the long flute that he had ordered.

After the palms and the long flute intersected, the bodies of the two shook at the same time, Yang Yi made another turn in the air, exhaled and opened the sound, and the palms slapped out one after another, the palm wind was mighty, emitting a rolling thunder sound, forming an invisible wall of qi, and crashing towards the man in white.

For the qi wall that Yang Yi photographed, the man in white stretched out his palm and touched it slightly, and then his body was like a paper kite, floating into the distance along the qi sent by Yang Yi, and the white clothes were fluttering, like an immortal resisting the wind.

This person is so good, Yang Yi is still the first time to see it.

Since this person alarmed Yang Yi with his Xiao voice, until now, he has not said a word, as if he is a mute.

The two fought as fast as lightning, since Yang Yi threw the boulder, to now the man in white floated into the distance with the energy he shot, and it was only a few breaths during the period.

Yang Yi took a few steps in the air and walked towards the man in white.

He stepped out a few zhang distance, a few steps out, a distance of more than ten zhang in a blink of an eye, still waving his palm and slapping forward, bombarding the man in white.

The speed of the white-clothed body flying backwards increased sharply, and the long flute in his hand reached his mouth, and the sound of the flute was already ringing in the air.

When the voice came, Yang Yi's qi and blood stagnated, and the true qi in his body suddenly felt that he was not running smoothly, and the person could no longer stay in the air for a long time, and suddenly fell.

Although he fell violently, when he landed on the treetops, he did not step on a single leaf.

The man in white is still flying backwards in the air, the sound of the flute is melodious, and the white figure is under the bright moon in the night sky, and the clothes are fluttering, fluttering like a fairy, which is really chic.

Yang Yi tapped his toes in the treetops, and his body rushed forward like a cannonball, continuing to pursue this person, he wanted to see who he really was.

A scream rang out.

The momentum of the white-clothed man finally stopped, and he stood gently on top of a big tree, the soothing sound of the flute suddenly became poignant and sharp, and it was Yang Yi who flew into the air with a puff of leaves.

Yang Yi people are in the air, they are really angry, they don't care about these flying leaves, they want to resist with their own strength, but suddenly they feel that something is wrong, there are faint small things attached to the leaves, which are extremely difficult to see with the naked eye, and when they followed the leaves to Yang Yi's side, they suddenly accelerated and flew towards Yang Yi's door.

"Poison Needle!"

Yang Yi was shocked in his heart, his body turned and sank, and after dodging the flying cow hair needles, he clasped his fists in the air and saluted, "It turns out that the master of the Demon Sound Sect is here, and it is an honor for Yang to be able to fight with the master of the door." ”

The man in white snorted coldly, "Yang Shaoxia is majestic, it's an honor for the old man to fight with you!"

He sneered, "There are not many young people like you in the world, you have traveled all the way south, do you know how many hermit masters you have offended?

He flew with his big sleeves, took one step, and had already stepped on the top of a big tree a few feet away, "Since you want to advance all the way to Huoyun Prefecture, then we will fulfill your wishes, after today, the black and white will encircle and suppress you together, as for whether you can advance into Huoyun Prefecture, it depends on your skills and creation." ”

Yang Yi laughed, "Yang is very honored to be so valued by all the heroes, if you don't continue to move forward, wouldn't you live up to the good intentions of the heroes?" ”

The master of the Demon Sound Sect snorted in a low voice: "What an arrogant boy, I will send you a message on behalf of the southern sects today, if you can really fight all the way into Huoyun Prefecture, then you will be another Yang Invincible, we people from Kyushu in the south, convinced, if you are defeated and die halfway, but don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "The people in the rivers and lakes are dead, and a new generation replaces the old. ”

The Demon Sound Sect Master turned around and walked into the distance, "Arrogant, you don't know whether you are dead or alive, you just wait to be surrounded and killed!" he spoke, his feet did not stop, stepping on the treetops, and walked into the distance.

Yang Yi laughed, "Since the master of the door is here, if you don't give a few hands, how can you deal with Yaxing, who came here late at night?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he had already pulled out the Yitian Sword behind him, and said with a smile: "Some time ago, a female disciple of the Demon Sound Sect was abolished, I'm afraid she is a senior disciple of the sect master?"

The Demon Sound Sect Master's body froze, and the person suddenly turned around in the air, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

His body was still floating forward, but after listening to Yang Yi's provocative words, he turned sharply in the air, shooting at Yang Yi like an arrow, and when the long flute in his hand reached Yang Yi's chest, there was a piercing and poignant sound breaking through the air.

This person's body is strange and fast, he turned around and stabbed back at this time, it was incredibly fast, he was still a few feet away a moment ago, and he was already in front of Yang Yi in the next moment.

The speed of the body is almost as fast as Zhang Daoran, who is too empty.

Sure enough, every martial arts master is not an ordinary person.

It's like Yuxia Zhenren, if it weren't for her negligence, she wouldn't have been defeated by Yang Yi so easily.

Yang Yi stood on the top of the tree, his body was like a breeze, and like a rock, the long sword in his hand broke through the air, suddenly stirred up the sky and stabbed at the master of the Demon Sound Gate.

Destroy the evil of the righteous swordsmanship!

ps: Brothers, there are no tickets, it's so miserable to be blown up. (To be continued.) )