Yi Qian, who was sneaking quietly, paused, turned his head and looked back.

“... Han Licheng, why did he come in too..."

Looking at the huge scene caused by the green wind whirlpool, you knew that Han Licheng must be doing his best at this time!

Yi Qian knew that taking advantage of the chaos to win was the last word, so he retracted his gaze and accelerated his progress, and it didn't take long to see the severity of sitting there from a distance.

The flaming owl stood behind him like a competent bodyguard, its round head slowly turning, and its fire-filled eyes scanned the surroundings, looking like it was ready for battle.

Suddenly, the owl's head froze, staring at the place in front of him!

"Senior Brother Yue has been killed. ”

Yan slowly opened his eyes, the poison in his body had not been completely expelled, but the opponent obviously would not give him that time.

Now that he was discovered, Yi Qian had no need to continue to hide, his body with green flames slowly walked out of a cloud of fire, and threw out a fist-sized ball of green flames!

"No wonder Yue Tong will die, it turned out to be Aoki Yan. His grim expression was slightly solemn, he raised his arm and pointed, and the flame owl behind him raised his head and hissed, turning into an extremely hot flame towards the green flame!

A hint of surprise flashed in Yi Qian's eyes, judging from the reckless man's actions before, the disciples of the Fire Pattern Battle Sect should be too familiar with Aoki Yan to be more familiar, the other party knew that his flames would be restrained but still had to face the difficulties, this middle-aged monk didn't look like such a reckless and brainless person...

There was doubt in his heart, but Yi Qian still rushed towards the grim without hesitation, Han Licheng made such a loud noise that would inevitably attract the attention of more Fire Emblem Battle Sect disciples, but it was impossible for him to hold it for a long time alone, Yi Qian had to do his best to affect Di Zhengyang!

The speed did not decrease but increased, and Yi Qian was like a cyan arrow, attacking towards the grim lower abdomen dantian!

Grim turned a blind eye to Yi Qian's attack, and a pair of calm eyes were still staring at the small ball of green flames, until the owl swallowed it in one gulp!

It can be clearly seen that a cloud of blue light fell into the owl's belly, and the blue light twisted a few times and turned into a figure of painful struggle! At the same time, the figure of the "Yi Qian" who was rushing towards the grim one froze, and after stiffening for a while, bursts of mist appeared on his body, as if it might disperse at any time!

"Don't underestimate my eyesight, I want to use a clone to feint, and I want to transform into a ball of Aoki Yan to try to get past me and take Uncle Di directly?"

Yan snorted coldly and said, "If it were replaced by other senior brothers, I am afraid that I will really be bluffed by you, Aoki Yan, but in my eyes, it is full of flaws!"

He didn't wait for Yi Qian to say anything, the left palm printed with fire patterns suddenly clenched, and the owl immediately curled up into a condensed fireball, only to hear him snort, the temperature of the fireball rose sharply, and the rolling heat wave actually forced the surrounding fire clouds back a few feet!

In a short time, the owl's fireball collapsed into a puff of sparks, and with a gesture of Grim Reach, those sparks slowly floated back into the runes in his palm.

The grim face was as pale as paper, and the successive intense true power consumption made him really a little unbearable after a long time of fighting, but looking at the palm that was faintly beating with sparks, he still showed a smile, after all, he personally killed one of the two important targets of this operation, and he would definitely be rewarded handsomely when he returned to the door!

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the unbroken Yi Qian's clone, his brows furrowed slightly, it stands to reason that the monk is dead, and the clone condensed by his spell should also dissipate quickly, is it possible that the rumored fog clone of the Lord of the Beast Huang is actually a spiritual magic weapon?

Thinking of this, his heart moved, and he popped out a spark and collapsed into the misty figure, and disappeared without a trace, but the foggy man did not react.

"It doesn't seem to have a spirit. Yan Yan was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, with his current physical condition, if it was really a spiritual treasure, I am afraid that not only would he not be able to collect it, but he might be able to escape from it, and what was waiting for him at that time would not be a rich reward, but a punishment of Di Shibo's anger...

Since it was just a magic weapon that had not been spiritually opened, and probably only had a little bit of Yi Qian's divine thoughts remaining, Yan Yan didn't have too much to worry about, and he had to take it into his pocket before flying directly.

It's not bad for him to be cautious, but if he has to cringe in the face of a soulless magic weapon whose master has died, then it is not the temperament that a disciple of the Fire Emblem Battle Sect should have.

In a corner of the fire cloud that no one noticed, a fiery red streamer of the same color shot out, straight to the grim heart!

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The thick cloud of fire seemed to be cut through by something sharp, and a sturdy figure appeared in the sky above Grim, just in time to see Grim being pierced through the heart by a small red light!

Di Zhengyang's face turned red from extreme anger, he didn't expect that the original meticulous and victorious plan had not yet achieved results, and his own side had lost two people first! Together with Qi Diaoliang and Yang Li, who had disappeared earlier, the operation he was responsible for had actually broken four fourth-generation disciples in just a few days!

Di Zhengyang thought to himself that his status was high, and he would not be severely punished even if he lost a few more disciples, but he cared about his face! This failed action was enough to make the guys in the sect who were waiting to see his jokes talk about it for decades!

[Danxia Red Rain Basin] was temporarily entrusted by Di Zhengyang to a fourth-generation disciple of the eighth layer of Jindan, and the opponent was a group of people led by Zhuang Yinzhou, who would inevitably not last long, he needed to solve the two mice that had penetrated into the [Cloud and Fire] in the fastest possible time, and the current one was obviously still fat!

"Lord of the Beast Huang, right? Why don't you wait for me to see you, what are you doing here? Kill two disciples of my Fire Pattern Battle Sect, do you know what price you have to pay?"

Di Zhengyang condescendingly looked at the red light that penetrated the grim heart, the red light gradually dimmed, revealing the appearance of a black-eared mouse, and then a puff of ink-like aura overflowed from the eared mouse, and it surged in mid-air a few times before condensing Yi Qian's body!

Yi Qian knew that Grim Eyesight was extraordinary, so how could he only use a simple transfiguration technique to take risks? In fact, whether it was turned into a Aoki Flame Ball or attacking the enemy on the other side, it was his atomized clone, and the real Yi Qian had already cast the [Beast Mantra] to possess Xiao Wu's body and hide in a cloud of fire at the very beginning, and when the Grim True Power was consumed by more than half and his vigilance was greatly reduced, he would then apply the [Beast Mantra] to himself to kill Grim in one fell swoop!

The whole process is not leaky, and it coincides with the severity of the poison in the body, so it is reasonable to win with easy drying.

Picking up the sluggish Xiao Wu and stuffing it into his arms, Yi Qian's side smashed the grim body with one palm, grabbed his golden pill into the void domain, and then turned his gaze to Di Zhengyang above.

"Are you next?"

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End of Chapter 218