Although Weng Xiangyi was a monk in the late stage of Rongdan, such arrogant words made the face of the Demon Yin Sanxiong, who had a somewhat playful expression, difficult to see.

"What, what? Bombard us?"

"It's up to you!"

Yang Wei and Fang Pi were furious, stepping on the void, while Zhao Xie even tightened the shuttle under his feet with his big hand, and the right palm behind him involuntarily clenched a point.

"Fang Daoyou, that fat old man will be handed over to you! As for this Daoist in the late stage of Rongdan, I and Yang Daoyou can jointly kill it!" Zhao Xie snorted coldly.

"Good!"

Fang Pi smiled at the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and he took the brunt of Zhu Qingyun's killing, but Yuan Kong left Weng Xiangyi alone to fight Yang Wei and Zhao Xie.

"Not good!" Zhu Qingyun saw Fang Pi killing him, and the flying sword under his feet swung and broke through the air.

"Ha Lu Ha

Generally speaking, in the immortal cultivation world, the strength of a demon cultivator is one point stronger than that of an ordinary immortal cultivator, because the cultivation progress of a demon cultivator in the early stage is very fast, and he is even stronger in terms of physical body.

"Who said the old man was leaving?" Weng Xiangyi smiled slightly, and his body turned into two, separated by three feet.

"Huh, Phantom Clone Technique?" Zhao Xie frowned when he saw Weng Xiangyi move like this.

The so-called phantom clone technique is actually not the same as the doppelganger performed in the later stage of infancy. The latter is to condense a doppelganger against the enemy, as for the current two bodies of Weng Xiangyi, one of them is just an illusion, that is to say, with the fake and the real, replacing it back and forth in the battle of killing, there is only one real body.

Whew—

Directly brought up a sword sound, Yang Wei's feet left a footprint light wave in the air, and he took the lead in attacking.

A straight line. The two exhaust waves opened in columns, and the black figure reversed 720 degrees with a sword in the void, and the black-veined sword in his hand burst out with a string of brilliant black light, breaking away from Yang Wei's palm, and conjuring up thousands of sword shadows, like a dragon going out to sea, pouring out.

Hmmm—

The countless sword lights in his eyes were getting closer and closer, and Weng Xiang Yi Lianyang's phantom palms were folded, and a ball of golden light burst out from his back, and the surrounding space hummed.

"Pu-Guang-Jin-Dun!"

A golden shield turned into a dozen zhang in the imprint of light. Instantly appeared in front of Weng Xiangyi's body, like a golden giant wall blocking Yang Wei's thousands of sword shadows.

In an instant, thousands of sword shadows finally attacked, and Zhao Xie even floated his sleeves and slapped the void!

Boom—

The original void left a dark palm print, and Zhao Xie's body rose to a hundred zhang void!

Ding Ding Ding Ding —

Under the sound of continuous blows, the golden shield in front of Weng Xiangyi shook slightly, and he received a trace of backshock, and retreated more than thirty zhang in small steps. Footprints in the air are slowly appearing.

"What a powerful attack!" Weng Xiangyi's blood churned, and the golden shield in front of him flickered, spinning back and forth.

Looking at such a scene with a smile on the corner of his mouth, how could Yang Wei give up easily, don't look at his easy attack just now. This is an instant release of condensed powerful mana, and if this kind of attack hits a monk in the early stage of the ordinary Rong Dan, even if there is a shield to defend it, it will be seriously injured and want to die.

Such a critical moment. A black wind suddenly fell from high in the sky, like a sandstorm, directly swept Weng Xiangyi's body, even Weng Xiangyi, a great monk in the late stage of Rongdan, his face changed wildly.

"Black Sands!"

Shocked. Weng Xiangyi raised his hands to the sky, and a yellow light curtain appeared in the sky in an instant, and Yang Wei on the other side even raised the black-veined sword in his hand to the size of a hundred zhang, facing Weng Xiangyi, who wanted to beware of the black sands, from top to bottom, a vertical slash.

Drink—

The extremely hideous expression matched with this charged sword, the surrounding space condensed slightly, and under the terrifying sword pressure storm, Deweng Xiangyi's expression turned from the previous shock to solemnity.

Shhhh

Under the sound of a light curtain being torn, Weng Xiangyi's body was instantly split in two by the giant sword, and Zhao Xie, who had already killed the black sands on the other side, had a strange expression.

"Oh no! That's not the real body!" As if discovering something, Zhao Xie suddenly shouted.

And at this moment, an old voice of the lunar calendar came out.

"Die!"

Phew—

A blue flying sword shot out from under the golden shield in an instant, and at the same moment that this sword appeared, a white talisman instantly appeared behind Yang Wei, and a familiar figure appeared, who is this person not Weng Xiangyi?

Blue light slashed out from Yang Wei's chest, and Weng Xiangyi's expression was bloodthirsty.

Ding—

Boom—

There was a crisp sound first, and then this Yang Wei was actually struck a hundred feet away by the three-inch small sword in Weng Xiangyi's hand.

"A puppet talisman and a sword of son and mother?" Zhao Xie made a big move of black sand in the air, and his expression when he looked at Weng Xiangyi was finally a little dignified.

This series of killings is actually only a few breaths of work, this Weng Xiangyi first used the phantom clone technique to disturb the two people's consciousness, and then secretly suffered the heavy blow of Yang Wei's flying sword, and in an instant, the phantom body was hidden behind the golden shield, and then the body activated the armor puppet to escape behind Yang Wei in an instant, and launched a charged blow.

I saw that Weng Xiangyi, who was split in two, was actually just a phantom body, and the one who could really threaten the two was of course the real body.

The armor talisman is a kind of talisman that high-level monks rely on, this talisman can not only enable the caster to have the ability of the peach zombie to replace Li, but also a means to save his life, as for this sword of course, it is another powerful magic weapon of Weng Xiangyi in addition to the golden shield.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and this Yang Wei actually stood tall in the distance.

"Hmm, there is even defensive armor!" Yang Wei, whose divine sense swept away the sky, Weng Xiangyi secretly shouted that it was a pity.

Originally, with the use of the armor puppet and the sword of the son and mother, Weng Xiangyi was absolutely confident that he could kill this Yang Wei in seconds, but now it seems that this is not so simple.

Each of the three heroes of Demon Yin has a few brushes, and they have done a lot of murder and treasure grabbing, and of course their worth is extremely huge, and once they are worth a lot, then their own strength is much higher than indirectly, among which this defensive treasure armor is a hole card that Yang Wei relies on.

"Yang Daoyou, is there a big problem?" Lunar glanced at Weng Xiangyi, and Zhao Xie said.

"With the Black Lin Armor Protector, this old man just shocked me. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Wei opened his mouth indifferently.

"The Seven Star Grass is bound to win!"

Zhao Xie nodded slightly, and then a bone staff appeared in his hand.

"Kill!"

The big war broke out again, but there was a chase on the other side.

"Fat old man, I'll see how you escape!" Fang Pi continued to control a cloud of black clouds, and the distance between him and Zhu Qingyun was getting closer and closer.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I have no grievances, can you let the old man go?" Zhu Qingyun fled in shock, begging again and again.

"Haha Ha Lu smiled, and Fang Pi showed a head in the black clouds, obviously eating Zhu Qingyun.

This party is very sure that Zhao Xie and Yang Wei can kill Weng Xiangyi, because in his storage bag there are two soul jade slips, in order to benefit each other, the three demon yin heroes have sacrificed two soul jade slips to each other a hundred years ago, so that even if one companion dies at a distance, the other two will know.

"Do you really want to kill the old man?" Zhu Qingyun's expression was panicked, and he fled wildly to a grassland below.

"Hugh away!"

With a loud shout, the black clouds around Fang Pi contracted rapidly, and then the speed of a black figure accelerated by three points, but a little further, a black giant net appeared above Zhu Qingyun.

"Not good!"

The black giant net quickly faced Zhu Qingyun is cover, instantly locking Zhu Qingyun's body, and under such a swift attack, Zhu Qingyun was even more shocked and helpless.

"Die!

Seeing that the black giant net was finally about to bind Zhu Qingyun, Fang Pi was extremely bloodthirsty.

And at this moment, a snapping sound suddenly came from the void.

Syllable!

Bang—

At the same time, the figure that Fang Pi chased out suddenly burst and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

His divine sense swept around, and Zhu Qingyun's expression turned from panic to flatness.

"Close!"

With a big move, the unmanned black net in the air and the square storage bag, Zhu Qingyun slapped his chest violently.

Poof—

Severely injured himself with one palm, Zhu Qingyun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and swooped down again against the ground below.

...

Boom—

Under a series of explosions, Weng Xiangyi fought against Zhao Xie and Yang Wei in a row, wearing a tattered white robe.

"Hmph! Where did the arrogance just now go? Stinky old man, now you only have half a life left, and it will be your death later!" Zhao Xie's divine sense swept Weng Xiangyi, and the wind around the Baizhang bone staff was chaotic. (To be continued......)