Everyone made a fire, and Yang Yi sat in front of a fire with Han Meng and Han Wen, eating the three blue-hearted apes. The cultivators who were in the Qi refining period had not yet cultivated to the point where they could survive without eating. It is important to know that during the foundation building period, the monks could only live for more than a month without eating or drinking.

When barbecuing, Yang Yi also did it alone, not afraid of what means this Korean had to have.

When eating, Hanwen has been talking and laughing constantly, but Yang Yi's spirit is always tense, but Yang Yi still hides his hostility towards Hanwen, the two talk and laugh, and seem to have a harmonious relationship, but in fact, they maintain twelve points of hostility and wariness towards each other when talking and laughing.

Han Meng has always been silent, but occasionally glances at Yang Yi, who seems to be chatting happily with Han Wen, but is lying with his mouth. It's as if you're looking at something new.

"Yang Daoyou, after eating, I'll hurry, and if you walk a little longer, you'll be not far from Luoyun City. Han Wen said.

Everyone was still resting in the place where they killed the three blue-hearted apes, and Yang Yi, who heard Han Wen speak, also pulled Han Meng to get up.

Yang Yi had already observed the cultivators present. Among these cultivators, only Han Wen was a late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator, as for the mid-stage Qi Refining Cultivator, there were also three of them, and the remaining five were early-stage Qi Refining Cultivators.

When the cultivators got up, they walked directly, and the speed was not fast. Just the speed of a normal walk. Yang Yi looked at the relaxed and leisurely expressions on the faces of the Hangul people, and knew that Hangul was delaying time. This ten-mile road, even if ordinary people walk normally in an afternoon, can easily walk it. But...... Han Wen obviously didn't have the consciousness to walk to Luoyun City in the afternoon.

Yang Yi also guessed what Han Wen was thinking - to spend it until dark, and then rest in this wilderness, find an opportunity to kill himself and seize the treasure.

But is it that simple?

Sure enough, until dark, there was no shadow of the city.

"Yang Daoyou, how about we rest here for the night?" Han Wen said with a smile.

"Absolutely. Yang Yi watched the other monks sprinkle some white powder on the ground, and couldn't help but be curious, "Han Daoyou, what is this white powder?"

"Oh, that's the exorcism, the low-level demon beasts hate this thing very much, and they always bypass it when they see it. However, this has no effect on high-level demon beasts. However, we are on the periphery of the Falling Cloud Mountain Range, and there are basically no demon beasts above the Qi refining period. Han Wen said patiently. As he spoke, the other monks had set up a tent. Han Wen, on the other hand, was talking to Yang Yi and didn't do anything. But the other monks didn't say anything, just buried themselves in their work.

The tents were set up, and there were five in total, one belonged to Yang Yi and Han Meng, and the other four belonged to other monks.

The meal was served, it was still a barbecue, and some people drank with kettles and wine. Han Wen toasted Yang Yi, but Yang Yi directly refused politely. He didn't dare drink Korean stuff. Han Wen just laughed at this, which he expected.

If he is thirsty, Yang Yi will perform the water polo technique, which is very sufficient. If the mana is not exhausted, the water will not be exhausted. And the water is absolutely safe.

Yang Yi finished eating indifferently, so he excused himself from being tired, pulled up Han Meng and got into the tent.

"Han Meng. Yang Yi saw that there was no one around the tent, so he whispered to Han Meng, "They may attack us tonight, you just have to pretend that you don't know, just sleep." Of course, when you fight, you just have to use the control shield to protect yourself. ”

"Can you do it alone? I should be able to help too. Han Meng hurriedly whispered.

"I'm enough for one person, you just have to protect yourself, one more of you will add to the chaos, after all, your cultivation is still low. Yang Yi frowned. "You just have to protect yourself with your shield. After finishing speaking, Yang Yi was still afraid that Han Meng didn't understand, so he said, "Do ......you understand?" Just hide behind that tree. Yang Yi said, and pointed to a big tree a few meters away through the barrier of the tent.

"Hmm. Han Meng nodded slightly. But whether Yang Yi's words were listened to or not, only Han Meng knew.

At this moment, Yang Yi was thinking about how to kill the enemy in his mind. He had just taken out a new bottle of elixir, and he had already eaten the previous one.

"My current advantage is in the magic weapon and the elixir," Yang Yi saw that after the battle between Han Wen and the Blue Heart Ape, he did not take the pill to restore his mana, but relied on meditation to cultivate. This is much slower than swallowing the elixir. There is also a magic weapon. Yang Yi didn't see a magic weapon with the same power as his own black long sword. Coupled with Han Wen's eyes when he saw his black long sword, Yang Yi knew that the other party lacked a good magic weapon.

The advantages are big and obvious, but what about the disadvantages?

"The disadvantage is in the cultivation and number of the two of us. Yang Yi frowned. This method is good for yourself, and there are many pills. But ants bite elephants to death! And they are not elephants themselves. The other party is not an ant, and Yang Yi is not sure to save his life on Han Wen alone, let alone kill him. But to run for your life...... escaped by himself, what should Han Meng do?

Yang Yi is now facing the biggest dilemma since he stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, and even since he was born.

"No matter what," Yang Yi took a deep breath, "whoever threatens me will be killed." If I don't kill them, won't they kill me?"

Thinking of Han Wen's scheming appearance, Yang Yi's heart became even more determined.

"No matter who it is, if you want to harm me, you must kill!" Yang Yi was awe-inspiring in his heart.

"Even if it's for Han Meng, you have to kill them. Yang Yi's eyes became colder.

Yang Yi glanced at Han Meng who was sitting on the ground, and with a pat of the storage bag, two flying swords appeared in Yang Yi's hands. Yang Yi placed the flying sword on both sides of the tent entrance, which was inconspicuous because of the lack of light.

Yang Yi also knew from the red clothes that he would have divine consciousness only during the foundation building period, and he could only be released to investigate. Knowing this, he dared to hide these two flying swords at the mouth of the tent.

"Hmph, if you can't do this with one blow, you can strike another blow by surprise. Yang Yi held the last sword in his arms and hid the sword in his clothes. As long as the magic weapon is suppressed, it is like an ordinary tool.

Yang Yi and Han Meng were lying down, the tent was not big, and Yang Yi could feel Han Meng's breathing. It's not stable, it seems that Han Meng's heart is very unsettled.

Immediately, he would kill nine people, or be killed. This night could be the anniversary of his first killing, or it could be the day of his death.

"No matter what, kill if you come!"

At night, the sounds outside the tent gradually subsided. Yang Yi was close to the ground. He was listening to the footsteps of the Korean-speaking crowd to gauge how far away they were from him.

"It's close, it's not just one person. Yang Yi heard the sound of subtle footsteps, the sound was very small, as if he had performed a light body technique. Yang Yi could even imagine the obscene appearance of the outstanding monks tiptoeing. Yang Yi took out six pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Yang Daoyou. Hangul's voice rang out, and he shouted faintly. He was testing whether Yang Yi was asleep.

"Ignore him. Yang Yi said in his heart. But the black long sword that had poured mana into his arms, although the long sword was dim, it was actually full of mana and was ready to attack.

"Yang Daoyou. Hangul's voice was closer.

Still silent.

"Yang Daoyou. Yang Yi heard the sound of Han Wen opening the tent.

Now is the time!

The two flying swords on the ground suddenly buzzed, turning into two sharp arrows in opposite directions, piercing Han Wen's chest at once.

Han Wen screamed before he fell to the ground and died.

"Damn, he found us!" a man yelled as he saw Han Wen fall.

"There are people around the tent!" Yang Yi judged instantly. A firebird technique in his left hand hit the speaker, and the flying sword in his right hand flew straight behind Yang Yi, Yang Yi didn't even twist his head, he directly picked up Han Meng with his left hand, and took out an axe in his right hand, and a shield was already floating in front of him.

"Wind Blade Technique!" Yang Yi shot straight ahead of him with a green half-meter-long wind blade. At the same time, an axe was pointed forward.

The Wind Blade sliced through the tent, cutting a face that was changing from hideous to terrified, but the axe missed.

"Light Body Technique!Giant Strength Technique!Earth Thorn!" Yang Yi's face turned pale in an instant after three spells in a row, and he hurriedly swallowed the six pills in his mouth.

"Wow!" "Damn!" ...... Several screams and angry scolding came out in a row, but none of them were Yang Yi's.

Yang Yi ran a few meters and quickly turned his head. The shield floated in front of him again.

The tent has been reduced to nothing. There were only five monks left. Of the five men, two were scorched, and the three monks who were close to each other scattered and jumped away from the spot.

As soon as they were above the ground, a thirty-centimeter sharp earthy yellow spike rose from the ground.