Wang Daozhong's eyes were full of surprise, the axe was broken, and his heart was broken.

"I see. Although Wang Daozhong was surprised, he had to obey.

"Yes, like you, I have betrayed my life to this plane tree, so I have to endure the same pain as you every day. Ye Xiaoxiao said.

"I'm defeated. Wang Daozhong sighed.

"No, you're going to die. Ye Xiaoxiao said calmly.

・・・・・・From today onwards, there is one less woodcutter in Binh Duong Town.

Yun Wu and Ye Xiaoxiao extracted the Mixed Yuan Immortal Essence from Wang Daozhong's body and continued to travel north, the target was naturally near the Northern Desert Sword Cliff, where many cultivators had gathered because of the ancient monument, so it was more likely to find the Mixed Yuan Immortal Essence.

Ye Linfeng had also come to the vicinity of the Northern Desert Sword Cliff, and this was the third time he had come here.

The first time was to visit the ancient monument and successfully formulate a blood pact to break the border, the second time was to steal the ancient monument, and the third time was to flee for your life.

The jade shuttle under his feet slowly fell vertically, stopping under a tree with a crooked neck, Ye Linfeng's mental power was not very full, and he planned to rest here.

After about half an hour, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears beside him, "Little Brother Ye, don't come to harm, giggle." ”

Ye Linfeng was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and such a voice sounded in his ears coldly, not like a human and a ghost, which really made Ye Linfeng startled.

A big white round face came to Ye Linfeng, with short hair like a hedgehog, slightly squinted eyes, and a particularly big mouth, like a dumpling with a broken filling.

Ye Linfeng recognized this face, how could he not remember that he had been pierced by a sword, and he remembered it when he turned into ashes.

This person is Gong Bai, the eldest disciple of Shui Wuxi.

Ye Linfeng knew that he couldn't escape at the moment, but he really didn't expect to meet Gong Bai in the Northern Desert.

He stood up quietly, looking very casual and natural, after all, he had seen and experienced a lot of this kind of scene.

Looking up inadvertently, there was still a person standing on a cliff rock, this person had a blank face, a dull gaze, and a scribe dressed as a scribe.

Ye Linfeng had already guessed that this was Xu Minglu, the third disciple of Shui Wuxi, he had never seen this person's skills, but as a disciple of Shui Wuxi, his skills must be extraordinary.

"Whoa, there's a distinguished guest. I only heard Gong Bai look to the southwest and say such a sentence.

After finishing speaking, the right foot was lightly tapped, crossed the ground, and raised the yellow sand, which evenly fell around Ye Linfeng and formed a circle.

Ye Linfeng knew that this was a cage array, and he couldn't get out for the time being without much effort, so at this time he obediently sat in a circle surrounded by yellow sand, quietly waiting to watch a good show.

Two fluttering figures came to the front of Gong Bai, a man and a woman, the woman in a green robe and red shoes, phoenix eyes and bright eyes, tied a straight bun, and the hair on her forehead looked like a tassel. The man was heroic and chic, with a long sword on his back, and there was a faint air of cold arrogance.

These two people are Ye Xiaoxiao and Yun Wu who had just killed Wang Dao.

"Senior Brother Gong, don't come unharmed. Ye Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in a green robe and red shoes, spoke.

"Senior Sister Ye, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I miss it very much. Gong Bai replied.

"Senior Brother Gong, when did you become so polite. Ye Xiaoxiao's phoenix eyes were cocked, and the murderous intent was revealed.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, let's be direct. A hint of murder flashed in Gong Bai's slightly narrowed eyes.

With that, Gong Bai pulled out a sword from his waist, not a waist knife, but an extremely short sword hanging from his waist.

This was the first time Ye Linfeng saw Gong Bai pull out this sword, and the time he was pierced by his sword before was not the short sword hanging from his waist, but the sword of his master Shui Wuxi.

Naturally, there is no need to say much about the sword and swordsmanship of Shui Wuxi, that time it was also Gong Bai's light enemy, thinking that a sword piercing Ye Linfeng's body would kill Ye Linfeng, but he forgot the ability of the mixed yuan mother essence, so Ye Linfeng escaped.

This time, Ye Linfeng really wanted to see the power of the short sword that Gong Bai hung on his waist.

The short sword was short, wide, and looked very thick, with tiny veins carved on the body of the sword, resembling fish scales, and the entire body and hilt of the sword looked like a koi.

Gong Bai's figure was not tall, but his body was agile, he jumped forward like an old ape, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and slashed hard, the wide and heavy blade brought a thick and powerful wind.

"Sinking fish, that's all. Ye Xiaoxiao's fingers flicked slightly, and a few sharp fingers cut through the heavens and the earth, which was the Heavenly Apocalypse Breaking Dao Séance Finger.

The finger is fierce, and it is even more fierce when he fought with Wang Daozhong before, because the opponent at this time is Gong Bai, the eldest disciple of Shui Wuxi.

"Then again. Gong Bai giggled, a pair of eyes squinting slightly on his pale face.

Gong Bai swung the short and wide heavy sword called Shen Yu and slashed down, and suddenly the yellow sand filled the sky, and dozens of winds greeted Ye Xiaoxiao's Apocalypse Breaking Dao séance finger.

"It's not enough, that's all there is to it?" Ye Xiaoxiao sneered deliberately.

But this Gong Bai is the kind of person who is ridiculed and out of proportion, this person is very deep.

"Senior Sister Ye, what do you think of this. Gong Bai sacrificed the sinking fish sword in mid-air, and his hands quickly swiped, forming an unpredictable handprint.

The sunken fish broke into the yellow sand and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't move, she didn't know where the sword in the yellow sand was at this time, so she naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

Ye Linfeng was in the cage array at this time, watching and thinking about the way to escape, he knew that Gong Bai was a ruthless character, there was no word of morality in Gong Bai's eyes, he would try his best to kill the opponent, so he would bully Ye Linfeng as the eldest disciple of Shui Wuxian Seat.

Ye Xiaoxiao and Gong Bai were fighting hard, and at the same time, Yun Wu and the three disciples of Shui Wulu, who were dressed as scribes and had a blank expression, were not idle.

Xu Minglu was carrying a large box, and I don't know what was in the big box.

Ye Linfeng knew very little about this third disciple who had no trace of water, and Xu Minglu had never been born in the world, and he was immersed in the mountain gate to study some things.

Ye Linfeng used to carry a box on his back, but this Xu Minglu was different from Ye Linfeng, the box he carried was not filled with books and small objects, but some puppets.

Yun Wucang pulled out the long sword behind him with a snort, and quickly slashed at Xu Minglu.

The sword light flashed, and several sharp murderous aura carried the meaning of destruction.

As soon as Xu Minglu put the box down, he lifted it with both hands, dozens of silver threads were pulled out, and a humanoid puppet jumped out of the box.

The puppet is black and made of extremely strong metal, so it is very laborious to operate.

"Thirteen Sword Attacks of the Broken Path. Yun Wu let out a roar, and the long sword swung out.

The sword qi swept through the sky wrapped in murderous aura, attacking Xu Minglu's iron-black puppet, hitting it and making a sound of gold and stone impact, bursting out with sparks.

Xu Minglu lifted the middle finger of his right hand up hard, and hundreds of silver needles immediately shot out from the puppet's chest, bursting out like a rainstorm pear blossom, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Breaking the Fourteen Style Sword Guard. Yun Wu put away his sword and rose, spun his sword upward, stepped on the void, and retreated for dozens of miles.

With a twist of the wrist and a twist of the long sword, hundreds of silver needles were swept into the yellow sand.

"Breaking the path of the fifteen-style sword run. Yunwu drank, the more he fought, the more energetic he became, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes glowed.

The long sword flew out of his hand, and suddenly passed through dozens of miles, and came to Xu Minglu's puppet, Xu Minglu's fingers were slightly cocked, and several iron swords sprang out of the puppet's body, and then the puppet rushed away, running towards Yunwu dozens of miles away.

Before the sword that Yun Wu rushed out of came to Yun Wu's hand, Yun Wu shouted: "Breaking the Dao Sixteen Style Sword Return." ”

I saw the long sword rushing back all at once, with a sense of destruction of gravel and logging.

Xu Minglu, who was dressed as a scribe, still had a wooden face, no one thought that this third disciple who had never been out of the mountain gate would be a puppet master, let alone that there was such an alternative in Shuiwu Villa, which had always been famous for its swords, I am afraid that among all the disciples of Shuiwulu, Xu Minglu would not use a sword.

Ye Linfeng has no time to watch the competition of these four masters, how to break this cage array has become his most concerned problem, thinking hard, but he can't think of a reason, which makes Ye Linfeng very headache, he must seize this opportunity, otherwise once the two sides divide the victory and defeat, Ye Linfeng will really be unable to escape.