With fewer enemies, if you don't have a unique skill, it will be difficult to survive, especially in the face of enemies of the same level who are more than ten times more than your own side, it is even more difficult to escape death.

There must be no way to survive today, this is the judgment made by Ni Qiuyu in an instant.

Ni Qiuyu felt a burst of despair in her heart, but she soon became stronger, she looked at Bai Yi's back deeply, and the Yunpa spun like a windmill, and the strong spiritual power emitted by the high-level magic weapon indicated that this woman decided to fight for her life.

She was originally a strong woman, otherwise she would not have become a true disciple with ordinary qualifications, and surviving in a desperate situation was the only way for a true cultivator.

Boom!

Ni Qiuyu's footsteps that were about to rush out were interrupted by a sharp and piercing sword sound, and then she stood in place in a daze, seeing a sword dance that she could never forget in her life.

The long sword like ink behind his back was gently grabbed by Bai Yi, and when he turned over his hand, the sword was dazzling, and the sword roared shockingly!

The calm look, there were rare fluctuations, Bai Yi's eyes became empty and deep, the whole person suddenly became ethereal, and in the stride, the pitch-black long sword came out of his hand, and it didn't fly far, just hovering in front of the master.

Bai Yi's footsteps seemed to have a special rhythm, and with every step, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth would tremble a little.

Raising his hand, the sword came out, and the black sword like ink was like Bai Yi's other arm, drawing an amazing sword mark in mid-air, and the bursting sword wind forced the children of the Mu family who were about to surround Zhang Xu.

Zhang Yue suddenly felt a kind of danger, in his eyes, the young man who urged the black sword was like a demon who had woken up, waiting to be devoured.

"Kill him!"

Zhang Yue roared angrily, and the flying needle magic weapon was activated six in a row, divided into six directions to attack Bai Yi, and the other Zhang family disciples also urged the magic weapon one after another, attacking frantically.

In the face of the flying magic weapons, Bai Yi turned a blind eye, turned his hands to the sky, stepped on yin and yang, and before the arrival of countless magic weapons, he actually made a dancing posture, and then flung one arm, and the body was reversed, and the black sword like ink flew up with the master's figure, like a butterfly wearing flowers, and like flying in the sky.

The pitch-black sword light shuttled into a sword net, and all the magic weapons in his body were blown away, even Zhang Yue's six insidious long needles were in vain.

The first shot of more than 30 people could not hurt the other party in the slightest, and the children of the Zhang family suddenly became furious, exerting all their strength to prepare for the second attack.

With the rotation of his footsteps, the sword net around Bai Yi's body instantly broke, and in the midst of the long laugh, the mysterious Dao Decisive flew up, and the ethereal light drink was deafening.

"Summoning the wind!"

In Bai Yi's light drink, the low ridge suddenly blew violently, flying sand and stones, this hurricane enveloped the entire ridge in an instant, the wind was mixed with the roar of a sword, where the wind passed, the mountain stones the size of the millstone instantly became powder.

The full exertion of the Wind System Dao Law directly forced more than thirty monks of the same rank to retreat again, and the children of the Zhang family did not care about killing the enemy, and all of them defended against the hurricane desperately.

The Wind System Dao Law is mixed with countless flying swords, which can annihilate the mountains and rocks in an instant, and they dare not be careless.

In the strong wind, Ni Qiuyu's side was safe and sound, her eyes widened, trying to find Bai Yi's figure in the storm, but she could only hear a soft groan with high fighting intent.

"Thunder!"

Thundered!

With Bai Yi's second light drink, the wind in the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant, and thunder burst out out of thin air on the ridge, forming electric snakes condensed by heavenly thunder, pounced on the surrounding Zhang family children.

The Thunder Dao Method has always been defined as the most powerful Dao Method, and as soon as the disciples of the Zhang family, who had just been hit by a hurricane, saw the lightning strike, they suddenly burst into flames, desperately urging their magic weapon defense, and even Zhang Yue, a monk who was one order higher than Bai Yi, did not dare to ignore those golden thunder arcs.

A crisp crackling sound sounded on the ridge, and after the thunder and lightning, many of the children of the Zhang family had their skin and flesh open, and even two of them even had their hair and eyebrows burned, looking extremely embarrassed.

Bai Yi's footsteps did not stop for a moment, not like killing, but like dancing in the wind, I saw him wave his arms lightly, and the ink-like black sword immediately spiraled up, spinning above the master's head, the speed became faster and faster, and finally it looked like a dark cloud.

"Yunqi!"

In the third light shout, thirty-six wisteria swords rose into the sky one after another, and between the surging sword qi, all the flying swords turned rapidly, spreading the sword qi into a large floating cloud.

After the storm rises, it should be the time of lightning and thunder.

Ni Qiuyu looked at the abnormal celestial phenomena obsessively, looked at the dancing young man, her eyes were full of obsession, and she forgot about the danger she was in, until a roar full of killing intent exploded in her ears.

"Sword Peak!"

Rumble!

The sword is like a cloud, the cloud is like electricity, a terrifying sword light pierced out of the dark cloud, at the same time, thirty-six sword rays descended like a rain curtain, and in an instant, the sword marks in the sky were drawn all over the sky, and when these flying swords pierced the earth, the wails of the children of the Zhang family came and went.

Zhang Yue's eyes were splitting at this time, and the flying needle magic weapon that he was proud of was completely shattered by the terrifying black sword, and along with one of his arms, all turned into powder.

The power of a sword, Zhang Yue didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

He was cautious enough, he had used all his strength to defend, but he still couldn't stop the terrifying black sword.

"The best magic weapon!" Zhang Yue squeezed out a few words from the root of his teeth, twisted his face and roared: "What about the best magic weapon, with your mid-foundation realm, you want to kill me, wishful thinking!"

The last long needle was sacrificed by Zhang Yue, this long needle is a little different from other long needles, it is more than half shorter, and the size of an ordinary embroidery needle is similar.

Don't look at the long needle getting smaller, but most of the enemies who fought with Zhang Yue died on this shortest needle, because others only knew that his other six long needles were all high-level magic weapons, and no one knew that Zhang Yue's seventh long needle was a real superb magic weapon!

With a cruel smile, Zhang Yue urged the best trick, although he was embarrassed by the wind and thunder Dao method just now, but this last long needle had long been hidden by Bai Yi's side, as long as he urged the law to decide, he was confident that his seventh long needle would be able to penetrate the enemy's heart in an instant.

Luring the enemy with six long needles, and then turning defeat into victory, this is his Zhang Yue's forte.

A small cold light was already shining beside Bai Yi, and before that cold light could approach Bai Yi, it was twisted into pieces by dozens of even smaller sword lights.

Before Zhang Yue could exclaim, a huge black pillar of light suddenly rushed out of the ground under his feet, and the pitch-black wisteria main sword turned into a sharp blade like a giant peak, and with the momentum of wind and thunder, Zhang Yue was instantly cut in half!

Calling the wind, thundering, clouds rising, and swords.

This sword movement technique with the wind as the screen, the thunder as the edge, the cloud as the barrier, and the sword as the sword, is as ethereal and agile as a war dance, which is the original method of killing when the Immortal Monarch was still a cultivator, and it is called the Wind and Thunder Sword Array!