Ling Yifan looked in the direction of the Ethereal Sect from afar, and his speed couldn't help but increase a few points.

Outside the Ethereal Sect, after a moment of breathing of the wind remnant blood, the Yuan force has already recovered most of it, and it won't take long to attack again, and then it will be able to break through this mountain protection array, and there is a trace of a cruel smile on the corner of the wind remnant blood's mouth.

Just as everyone was preparing to break the formation, five thousand miles away, Ling Yifan's divine sense had already discovered the scene outside the sect. Suddenly, his face was gloomy as water, and he exuded a cold aura like ten thousand years of ice.

Ling Yifan's feet flashed again and again, and he frantically swept towards the sect, just as the wind remnant blood yuan power was restored and he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a sound of breaking the sky from the sky. Immediately afterwards, I saw a young man in white with a tired face appearing in sight with a gloomy face.

Ling Yifan's figure flashed, it seemed that he was still far away just now, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of everyone. Everyone stopped the attack in their hands, looked at the young man in front of them, and only felt that a cold coldness filled the surrounding air invisibly after the appearance of this person, making people's hearts chill, in everyone's memory, there seemed to be no such person in this 100,000-mile radius.

The figure hidden in the dark frowned, and said secretly: "This person is a strong enemy, I don't know if it is an enemy or a friend, just now through the perception of the divine sense, the other party actually understood the law, and he is also a Yuanying monk, the soul realm is only one level lower than me, and he was almost discovered by him, I don't know where this person came from?"

Feng Remnant Blood's complexion changed, looking at the speed of this person, it was by no means idle, and it was by no means below him, but through the perception of Guò's divine sense just now, the other party was just a Yuanying Cultivator, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Ling Yifan was already on the verge of going berserk in his heart at this time, and he did not control his divine sense to conceal his cultivation, nor did he control his divine sense soul power to deter the other party, so the wind remnant blood did not perceive that Ling Yifan was a Yuanying monk who had comprehended the law.

Although Feng Remnant Blood was a little jealous in his heart just now, after discovering Ling Yifan's true cultivation, he didn't take it too seriously.

Feng Remnant's face sank, and he secretly said in his heart: "No matter who you are, dare to harm my good deeds today, and you will not show mercy." ”

Forthwith. With an arrogant and arrogant expression, he said: "Today, I want to set foot in the Ethereal Sect, I don't know that friends are also here to contribute?"

Ling Yifan's face was gloomy, and his voice was hoarse and cold, as if he had come to the Nine Shadows. Full of anger, "None of you have to leave today, all of you stay to pay tribute to my Ethereal Sect!"

After speaking, Ling Yifan took out the spirit sword and ruthlessly swept his gaze over everyone present. The coldness that radiated to the depths of the soul made everyone present shiver.

Everyone is nervous in their hearts, especially the wind and blood, the other party's cultivation is obviously not as high as his own, but when facing the other party's eyes, his heart is inexplicably sudden, and this feeling makes him very unhappy in his heart.

Ling Yifan stood in the void, the void in his left hand was pointed at from afar, and the divine power 'disillusionment' should be pointed out, and suddenly everyone only felt that the wind and clouds were changing, and the heavens and the earth were reversed. In an instant, he appeared in a strange and lonely world.

For these twenty people to exert their magical power 'disillusionment' at the same time, Ling Yifan also has a lot of load, and at most he can only trap everyone in the illusion realm for three breaths, but it is enough for Ling Yifan.

At the moment when everyone was immersed in the illusion, Ling Yifan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his figure turned into an afterimage in mid-air and swept towards the sluggish crowd. At the same time, a red sword qi of the spirit sword in his hand suddenly swung out, slashing a sword mark in the space, and ruthlessly swept towards the sluggish people in the void.

At the same time, Ling Yifan quickly flashed in front of the wind remnant and slashed down with a sword. As the saying goes, if you capture a thief and capture the king first, only this person has the highest cultivation here, so naturally you have to take this person down first.

At this critical moment, the wind remnant blood actually woke up in the illusion. Immediately, his color changed in shock, looking at Ling Yifan, who was coming from the storm, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back, "The other party actually understands the law?"

didn't have time to think about it, Feng Remnant hurriedly took out his weapon to resist in front of him. The spirit sword instinctively met Ling Yifan's falling attack. The wind remnant blood is the body of the fire attribute, and the same red sword qi swept out, relying on the strength of the yuan force in the body, the sword qi released a dazzling red.

Unlike the radiant light of the wind remnant blood, Ling Yifan's sword qi was restrained, and the two touched together in an instant. There was no earth-shattering roar, and the attack of the wind remnants seemed to be melting ice and snow, and was silently devoured by Ling Yifan's sword qi, and instantly collapsed and disappeared.

The wind remnant blood was shocked, and he was shocked in his heart: "This is the power of the law?"

Seeing that his attack could not resist Ling Yifan's falling sword qi, his instinctive body deviated, and Ling Yifan's sword qi slashed down against his ear, cutting off half of his right arm. The scorching fire element on the sword qi scorched the wounds on his severed arm, but it helped him stop even the bleeding.

The wind remnant snorted, his face turned pale, and his feet moved, shooting to the side. At this moment, at the moment when the wind remnant blood broke free from the illusion, the rest of the monks also came to their senses one after another. It was only two breaths of time for everyone to go from falling into the illusion to waking up, but in the hearts of everyone, it seemed as if years had passed.

At the moment when everyone was sober, they found that Ling Yifan and the wind remnant blood had collided together, and at the same time, a sharp and domineering red sword qi had already come to everyone.

Everyone instinctively scattered and fled, and at the same time took out their weapons to resist this soul-inducing sword qi. But everyone's resistance was useless, the red sword qi suddenly swept through the space in a circle, and seven or eight of them couldn't dodge, and were swept by the sword qi, and suddenly the weapons in everyone's hands were broken into two like bamboo poles.

Immediately afterwards, the severed arms and stumps were scattered all over the sky, and several of them were cut off by the waist, and their lives were whimpered, and the monk could not be reborn with a broken arm before obtaining the soul seed without the law of comprehension. If you are injured and your life is not guaranteed, even if you obtain the soul seed, you can't even be considered to have an immortal body, but your vitality is stronger than that of ordinary monks.

There was a terrible scream in mid-air, and the faces of the people who fled in all directions and the remnants of the wind and blood who hid in the distance all changed drastically, but they didn't expect this guy who suddenly appeared to be so terrifying.

Ling Yifan's face was slightly pale because of the magical power he had just cast on everyone, if there were several people, it would not be too much consumption, the use of this magical power technique relied on soul power, the higher the cultivation of the object, the greater the consumption.

Ling Yifan paused for a moment in place, then turned his head to look at the crowd around him, the remaining dozen or so Yuanying Cultivators were all trembling in their hearts, if Ling Yifan's attack came again, I am afraid that there would not be many people alive here.

Even the wind remnant blood is not its opponent, everyone secretly regrets that they should not come here today, and at the same time complains in their hearts, when did this ethereal sect know such a strong person, how could they never hear of it before.

Suddenly remembered that the only person who didn't come to the 'Bloody Gate' face, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart that this person was wise, I was afraid that he had already known the clues, so he dared to refuse the 'Bloody Gate'.

At this time, the most depressed and annoyed thing is the wind remnant blood, just immersed in a beautiful dream, but the beauty of a qiē was completely ruined by this unknown guy in front of him.

Glancing at Ling Yifan with resentment, he said in a resentful voice: "Your Excellency is very angry, can you report your name?" The Ethereal Sect has lost its prestige, I don't know why Your Excellency wants to stand on the side of the Ethereal Sect and embarrass with my 'Blood Sect'?"

Ling Yifan stood in the air, the spirit sword in his hand pointed obliquely down, a white robe hunting and fluttering in the wind, and the words of the wind and blood echoed in his mind, "The Ethereal Sect is no longer the prestige of the past..."

Ling Yifan said to himself in his heart: "Bloody Gate?" Immediately, a cold voice with a painful face said: "Ling Yifan of the Misty Sect under the Misty Sect! ”

"Ethereal Sect Ling Yifan!" This sentence was like a thunderclap on the ground, exploding in everyone's ears, and the faces of the people besieging the Ethereal Sect changed dramatically, and the wind and blood trembled even more.

And everyone in the Ethereal Sect was shocked in their hearts, and they didn't know who this strong man who was killed halfway was, and they didn't know whether they were friends or enemies, but they didn't dare to step out of the mountain protection array lightly for a while. At that moment, I heard such earth-shattering news, this person turned out to be Ling Yifan! Teng Xiaofeng's resolute face slid down two tears of relief, and he said silently in his heart: "You are finally back!"

The figure in the dark was also startled, and said secretly: "It seems that I am not needed here, I didn't expect that he is still alive, and he is already so strong, this matter should be reported to the patriarch." Immediately, the man disappeared silently.

When the besieging people learned that this person was the disciple Ling Yifan who caused the defeat of the Ethereal Sect, their throats were dry after the shock, and the 'Blood Killing Order' failed to kill him, and now that he has returned strongly, I am afraid that everyone present today will suffer.

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly scattered, and ran away in all directions, Ling Yifan glanced coldly at the fleeing people, and snorted coldly in his heart, "If you can run, the monk can't run the temple!"

Immediately, Ling Yifan looked at the people who had fled and the remnants of the wind and blood in the distance, and said to himself in a cold voice: "Whoever violates my Ethereal Sect will be bloodied for thousands of miles today, giving you a prestige!" (To be continued.) )