"The four Jindan will be handed over to the three of us in the later stage, and the person with the mask will be handed over to Zhao Qianqiu. Qi Chaoyang spoke lightly, with a hint of concern for Zhao Qianqiu.

Zhao Qianqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "How do I think Yang Zun is the most difficult of the five of them to deal with." ”

But Zhao Qianqiu naturally wouldn't talk about it, the three of them dealt with the four King Kongs, and they played against Yang Zun, which should be the best way to distribute.

"Heavenly Sword!" Yuan Wenchao snorted lightly, and a sword shadow that was more than a foot long appeared directly in front of him.

Yuan Wenchao pointed casually, and the phantom of Yu Qingfeng directly slashed in front of Yang Zun and the others.

"Tsk, can such a brainless attack hit people?" Yang Zun let out a sigh and jumped up directly.

After jumping up, seeing the direction in which several people around him were jumping, Yang Zun understood the intention of Yuan Wenchao's sword, and chuckled lightly: "It turned out to divide the battlefield?"

At this time, I saw Qi Chaoyang directly meet the two of Mrs. Bloodbrake and Tianluo Daoren, Yuan Wenchao met the Zhibei Dao people, and Zhang Jiuling faced the Kuhan Dao people.

Zhao Qianqiu naturally met Yangzun.

In his ears was Qi Chaoyang's last voice when he spoke: "I'll try my best to stop the two of them first, Yuan Wenchao will quickly solve it against one person, and then quickly come to help us!" Zhang Jiuling and Zhao Qianqiu are good as long as they are undefeated." ”

Yang Zun looked at Zhao Qianqiu, and his voice seemed to be filled with a hint of joy: "Speaking of which, I am very grateful to Daoyou for giving me the Soul Flag!"

Zhao Qianqiu held the Sunyao Sword and looked at Yang Zun coldly.

"How about it, Daoyou can kill the two of them successively, are you interested in coming to the command of the deity? With the strength of the Daoist friend and the friendship with the deity, the deity will definitely let you be above 10,000 people alone!" Yang Zun's tone was tempting.

Zhao Qianqiu blinked, as if revealing a hint of intention.

At this moment, Yuan Wenchao is already fighting with the people of Zhibei Province.

A thick black arm was born behind the Zhibei Daoist, and a demonic qi was constantly surging.

Yuan Wenchao looked calm, slashed out with a sword, and fought with the people of Zhibei Dao.

Qi Chaoyang and Zhang Jiuling are each facing the pressure of their opponents and striving to be undefeated.

"How?" Yang Zun still looked at Zhao Qianqiu calmly.

The Sun Yao Sword in Zhao Qianqiu's hand suddenly sneered: "Not how!"

I saw that the light of the Sun Yao Sword rose sharply, and powerful sword qi surrounded him.

"Tiangang Sword Qi!"

Zhao Qianqiu let out a clear drink, and a sword qi on the Riyao Sword suddenly flew out and slashed towards Yang Zun.

Seeing this, Yang Zun was not in a hurry, stretched out a finger and lightly blocked it, and the sword qi that flew out of the Sun Yao Sword was gently stopped.

"With such a small skill of carving insects, don't use it to test it, right?" Yang Zun chuckled, suddenly pinched a magic trick in his hand, and said coldly, "Difficult Yang Yuzun, Qianyang Town!"

I saw that as soon as Yang Zun's words fell, a faint blue-green light lit up on his hand.

Zhao Qianqiu suddenly felt that his body sank, and when he looked up, he didn't know when, a hill of thousands of sheep heads appeared above him, each of which had long curved horns.

At this moment, the hill of sheep's heads piled up kept getting heavier and heavier, pressing down on him, and Zhao Qianqiu only felt that it seemed to be a little difficult to breathe.

One of Yangzun's hands was glowing with a ghostly light, and he was chanting an obscure mantra in his mouth, and the Yangshou Mountain was constantly pressing.

"Heh!" Zhao Qianqiu let out a cold drink from his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly.

The Sunyao Sword suddenly emitted a scorching fiery red light, stabbing directly upward.

The Thousand Sheep Head Mountain was directly divided into two halves by the Sun Yao Sword and dissipated with a bang.

"Not bad!" Yang Zun praised faintly, and suddenly stretched out his hand again.

I saw that a crack suddenly broke through the void, and a dark green ball of light suddenly broke out of the air and smashed towards Zhao Qianqiu's face.

The light veil on Zhao Qianqiu's body floated, resisting the faint green ball of light.

"Heavenly Sword!" Zhao Qianqiu snorted softly, and the Sunyao Sword in his hand suddenly soared into the air, expanding several times in an instant, turning into a long sword close to nine feet.

"Slash!" Zhao Qianqiu stretched out his hand and waved, and the Sunyao Sword, which had already turned into a nine-foot sword, suddenly released a scorching aura.

"Difficult Yang Yuzun, Sifang Ding!" Yang Zun just faintly read out the name of a magic formula, and then a huge boxy three-legged tripod appeared around the whole person, and the tripod was engraved with ancient words.

Zhao Qianqiu's Sun Yao Sword slashed at the Quartet, but there was no effect.

Yang Zun resisted Zhao Qianqiu's blow, stretched out his hand indifferently, and pointed at Zhao Qianqiu: "Get up!"

The Sifang Ding disappeared in an instant, submerging into the surrounding void, but the next moment it collided directly from Zhao Qianqiu's rear space.

Zhao Qianqiu was caught off guard and was shot down directly from the sky.

Seeing that the war was tight on Zhao Qianqiu's side, Qi Chaoyang glanced back.

"Boy, do you dare to be distracted?" Tianluo Daoren sneered, and his thick arm smashed directly on Qi Chaoyang's face.

Qi Chaoyang's whole person also flew out upside down, and Mrs. Bloodbrake turned into a blood mist, and instantly appeared behind Qi Chaoyang, grinding between her ears and temples, and said softly: "Don't you know that Yang Zun is our boss?

When Qi Chaoyang heard Mrs. Bloodbrake's words, his eyes widened suddenly, and a golden light suddenly lit up on his hand, and he suddenly hit Mrs. Bloodbrake's chest.

The Lady of the Blood Brake instantly turned into a blood mist again, dodging Qi Chaoyang's blow.

"As long as there is blood, in the same realm, sister, I am invincible!" said Mrs. Bloodbrake with a coquettish smile.

Yuan Wenchao's battle with the Zhibei Dao people at this time has completely occupied the upper points.

The demon hand was born behind the people of Zhibei Dao, and Yuan Wenchao waved Qingfeng in his hand and cut it directly!

"Ah!" The Zhibei Daoist let out a miserable cry, rushed directly in front of Yuan Wenchao, and was about to smash Yuan Wenchao with a punch.

Yuan Wenchao understated the fist of the Zhibei Daoist, and kicked the Zhibei Daoist out with the other foot.

Seeing Zhao Qianqiu falling from the air, Yuan Wenchao frowned slightly, but without the slightest hint of worry, he looked at his opponent again.

Relatively speaking, the battle between Zhang Jiuling and the dry cold Dao people can be said to have come and go, and the two of them are not very lively, although the two of them are very quiet, but it is completely impossible to see who is on the upper hand and who is down.

Zhang Jiuling watched the other people fight, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "This brother on the other side is similar to me......!

It turned out that as soon as the two fought, Zhang Jiuling found that this dry cold Daoist used some flashy spells to throw at him, which seemed to be very powerful, but in fact it was really not powerful......

Zhao Qianqiu was smashed from the sky by the Sifang Ding, but there was no trace of pain on his face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

PS: Now, I'm on the train, well, on my way home~ Thank you for Xiao Huang Rong's tip~ (To be continued.) )