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Yi Yun walked in front of him in a few steps, then stood still, and looked Zhang Dazhuang up and down.

Zhang Dazhuang was quite impatient by it, and couldn't help frowning.

"Look at it, you still don't ......," he said with a calm face.

At this moment, Yi Yun raised a hand.

Then, with a gentle wave.

Gently, as if chasing flies, it was just waved out.

When Zhang Dazhuang saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't know why. Before he could react, one of Yi Yun's hands hit him.

Zhang Dazhuang only felt a strong force suddenly attacking, as if a giant elephant had hit him. Immediately, he was knocked out like an arrow from a string.

"Boom-"

One wall collapsed in a flash, and the masonry was scattered and dusty.

Yi Yunfeng withdrew his hand lightly and looked ahead.

There was silence on the spot, and the people nearby were already dumbfounded, and the old beggar looked incredulous.

After a few moments, the smoke settled.

Yi Yun looked fixedly, but his complexion changed slightly, and the big man was gone.

He looked around, and in an instant he guessed where it was. At that moment, the blue light flashed on his body, and a few arrows rushed into the house that was knocked down by the wall.

Stepping into the hospital, Yi Yun turned his head to look.

I saw that the door of the house had been broken, and half of the wooden door was still shaking.

Not far from here, a white-clothed figure was running wildly through the streets.

It was Zhang Dazhuang, who had just escaped, at this time he was pale, embarrassed, with a little blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he was obviously injured a lot.

He ran wildly, looking extremely panicked.

After receiving Yi Yun's blow, how could Zhang Dazhuang not understand that he had really hit a master. And he also knows a thing or two about what is done in the door. At this juncture, there is such a character, the stakes are very high, and he can't help but be shocked.

......

A young man in white was manipulating a flying knife, fighting with the Daoist who looked like a wild dog before.

I saw the shadow of the knife flying, full of sharpness. The Taoist drove a beast tooth magic weapon and struggled to resist, and his face was quite bitter.

Although the young man in white was also fully engrossed, he was obviously much more relaxed, and he had the upper hand for a while.

The dog-like Taoist manipulated the magic weapon, and secretly complained in his heart. But he was ordered to come, originally wanting to teach this spiritual god a lesson. Who would have thought that this seemingly new leader was quite powerful, and his cultivation was better than him.

The remaining few people on both sides were half a pound and eight taels, and the battle was evenly matched.

After another moment, the Daoist's face turned red, the magic trick in his hand was messy, and his body was in disarray, obviously a little overwhelmed. At that moment, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, looking around, looking for a chance to escape.

Seeing this, the white-clothed young man on the opposite side snorted coldly, and was about to strike another blow.

"Deacon Yan!" At this moment, a shout came, and there was a sense of anxiety and panic in his voice.

When the young man heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and his movements couldn't help but slow.

Seeing this, the Taoist was immediately overjoyed, and took the opportunity to urge the magic weapon to knock away the opponent's flying knife, and a few dodged and retreated to the side.

Zhang Dazhuang's face was flustered, and he was shouting loudly, rushing here.

The young man in white suddenly changed his expression, and shouted: "Hide!"

Before Zhang Dazhuang could react, he felt a heavy blow in the back, and at that moment, he screamed "wow-", spurting out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked out.

He flew several feet away before he fell to the ground, struggling for a long time but unable to get up.

At this time, everyone looked intently, only to find that the thing that struck Zhang Dazhuang was just an ordinary stone that was gray and not slipping.

At that moment, they all gasped, and the young man in white who was in the lead was also gloomy and looked up.

Yi Yun was already standing not far from everyone, his eyes were a little cold, looking at the few white-clothed people in front of him.

As soon as Zhang Dazhuang fled, he thought of some information told to him by Dao Xuan Zhenren, which suddenly made Yi Yun suspicious, and he thought that there was probably something strange about this Spirit God Sect. At this time, as expected, everyone in front of him was actually a cultivator, and there were two people whose cultivation was not low.

"In Xia Yanhui, I don't know where Your Excellency is sacred, but you hurt me for no reason...... The people of the Spiritual Cult. The young man in white said coldly, but he was inexplicably stunned when he spoke.

When Yi Yun heard this, he couldn't help frowning, but for some reason, he actually felt that Yan Hui seemed to have heard the name Yan Hui somewhere. It's just that when I think about it, I can't think of who it is.

His eyes flashed, and after a while, he grinned, made an arrogant appearance of looking for trouble, and said, "I am a non-sectarian cultivator, and I saw that the people of your Spirit God Sect looked ugly, so I specially took action to teach a lesson. ”

At this time, Yi Yun's face was full of stubble, and under such a posture, it was not false at all.

Yan Hui couldn't help but froze when he heard this, then his face turned blue, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case, I have to learn from Your Excellency's tricks!"

Before the words fell, the magic trick in his hand was a little, and the flying knife in mid-air suddenly let out a clear sound, and under the great light, it slashed towards Yi Yun.

Seeing this, Yi Yun immediately carried a ball of blue light with both hands, and turned into an extremely condensed layer under the accumulation, attaching it to his palm. Then he shouted softly, his hands were as fast as lightning, and he struck out suddenly, and entered the white blade empty-handed, and the flying knife was sandwiched between his palms between the lightning and flint.

Yan Hui's pupils shrank suddenly, but he had never seen such a scene.

The Taoist who looked like a wild dog next to him was a spirit, reacted, and immediately took this opportunity to urge the beast teeth and hit Yan Hui.

Seeing this, Yan Hui's face changed abruptly, and he hurriedly urged the magic trick, wanting to recall the flying knife.

When Yi Yun arrived here, both sides stopped because of it, because he didn't know that the two sides were hostile, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At this moment, the flying knife in his hand suddenly broke off, and he was about to get rid of it.

Yi Yun's complexion changed slightly, but he couldn't hold on, and he only had time to throw it in the opposite direction from Yan Hui.

The throwing knife was thrown like this, and it was immediately delayed for a while.

"Ahh

However, before Yan Hui's body could fully land, the flying knife not far away flew violently, supporting him to rise into the sky, and it disappeared in an instant.

Yi Yun hesitated for a moment, but didn't chase after him.

Seeing the leader Yan Hui fleeing, the rest of the Spirit God Sect people were suddenly terrified, and they had no fighting will at all, and they were defeated in a moment, leaving only a few corpses.

When the fight was over, the Taoist priest who looked like a wild dog walked in a few steps and arrived in front of Yi Yun.

Yi Yun raised his eyes and saw that this person was wearing a black robe, although he was quite tall, his appearance was extremely strange. Its eyelids are down, its nose is abrupt, its ears are upward, its lips are red, and one tongue appears to be quite long, sticking out from time to time. At first glance, it looks like a wild dog.

Seeing this person's appearance, he couldn't help but show a strange look on his face, and his heart said that this person was a wild dog Taoist.

At this moment, the Taoist gave a slight salute and said, "Wild dog Daoist in the Lower Blood Refining Hall, thank you for your help." ”

Yi Yun secretly said Sure enough, he had a plan in his heart at the moment, and he only smiled and said: "Daoyou is actually a member of the Ancient Sect Blood Refining Hall, it is really disrespectful. In the lower Yifeng, there is no faction to disperse the cultivation. I admire the black-hearted old man of your faction very much. ”

When the Wild Dog Daoist heard this, he couldn't help but show a slight smugness, then thought about it for a while, and said, "In that case, I don't know if Yi Daoyou is willing to join my Blood Refining Hall?"