"Am I going to die?"

At this time, Ying Fengshan's mind was blank, her eyes were full of tears, and the tears had blurred the surrounding qiqiqi. She only felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe, that the strength was rapidly draining from her body, that her whole body was getting weaker and weaker, and that she felt that her consciousness was falling into the dark abyss, and that she was getting closer and closer to death. Suddenly, she felt the hand around her neck loosen, and her body lost its support and fell limply to the ground.

Ying Fengshan touched her neck, like a person who had just been rescued from drowning, and her lungs began to greedily and gulp in fresh air. Ying Fengshan's body slowly regained a little strength, she used her hands to support her body hard, and an extremely nauseous feeling suddenly rose in her heart, and then she vomited frantically on the ground. When she raised her head again and saw what was in front of her, she realized that Yingtu had fallen beside her.

"Fang Xue, you help Feng Shan down, go down and wait below. Ying Cheng pointed at Ying Fengshan and said to Fang Xue.

Fang Xue also saw Ying Fengshan lying on the ground behind her, nodded, walked forward quickly, helped Ying Fengshan, who had been nearly ten times haggard in just a moment, and asked, "Sister, how do you feel?"

Ying Fengshan waved her hand with difficulty, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped at Ying Yu, who was frantically attacking Ying Zun, a happy smile appeared on her face, but she no longer had the extra strength to speak, so she could only lean on Fang Xue's body weakly.

"Fang Xue, hurry up and help the second sister-in-law down. Seeing Ying Fengshan's haggard appearance, Ying Xiang's face suddenly became a little gloomy.

Fang Xue glared at the few sons in the box with hateful eyes, hugged Ying Fengshan in her arms, and slowly helped her out of the box and walked downstairs to Juxian.

"Three-on-three, Brother Fuyao, you are on the side, watch us pack these three bales. Ying Cheng waved his hand, urging Zhen Yuan, and the two doors of the box were suddenly closed by him.

Zhou Fuyao shook his head, took a step forward, hooked his finger at Ying Tuo, who looked the strongest and had the highest cultivation, and saw Ying Tuo frowning and looking at him, and said, "You, it's you, the two of us come to play." ”

"Fuyao, let's just do it!" Ying Cheng saw that Zhou Fuyao actually challenged the strongest of them, worried that he would not be able to deal with it, although several of them had seen Zhou Fuyao's incomparably strong True Yuan when they were drinking, but compared to the Jiedan monk, there was still a gap. So Ying Cheng opened his mouth and persuaded Zhou Fuyao.

"Big brother, I see that Brother Fuyao is so interested, just let him play, with the two of us watching, there shouldn't be a problem. Win interjected on the side.

"I just wanted to see how much I'm different from Brother Jitan. Moreover, my cultivation has recently encountered a bottleneck, and if I fight with Monk Jiedan, I may be able to make a breakthrough!" Zhou Fuyao said with a confident face. His Great Day Cultivation Divine Determination has reached the limit, and he is only waiting to be knotted. He also wants to use a little external force to see if he can break through this bottleneck.

"That's okay, you just hold this Yingtuo, don't be reckless, and when the third brother and I solve the other two, I'll help you." Ying Cheng nodded in response.

"Kill them, they treat us like nothing!" yelled. Actually handed him over to the innate monks to deal with, this is too much to take them seriously. Ying Ye and Ying Shi also held back their anger in their hearts, and now they suddenly exploded.

Ying Cheng and Ying Xiang didn't say anything, and they understood each other's thoughts with a pair of eyes. As soon as the eyes of the two separated, they pounced on the two of them respectively like hungry wolves in the most primitive way. The two of them left Yingtuo to Zhou Fuyao with a special tacit understanding, and their idea was very simple, first quickly solve the other two, and then help Zhou Fuyao.

Ying Tuo watched Ying Cheng and Ying Xiang rush towards the two people beside him, but they didn't move, he wanted to see if his county cleaned up the arrogant and unbelievable kid in front of him, or Ying Cheng and Ying Xiang County cleaned up Ying Shi and Ying Ye. A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Ying Tuo's face, because he felt that he was locked by Zhou Fuyao's aura, and this aura was very violent. The feeling given to him: Zhou Fuyao is like a fierce lion admiring his prey, and if he moves slightly, the other party will give him a stormy blow.

"He obviously has innate cultivation, how can this aura be so powerful!"

Although Ying Tuo was strange in his heart, he knew that Zhou Fuyao, who had cultivated the Great Day Refining Divine Duel, had an extremely powerful divine sense, and he could already compete with a Jiedan monk like him, so this momentum could give him a sense of oppression.

Suddenly, Zhou Fu shook, like a whirlwind hanging on the flat ground. Zhou Fuyao's figure brought up a long series of afterimages, and he had already arrived in front of Yingtuo, and his fist wrapped Zhenyuan with the sound of whirring wind smashed towards Yingtuo's head. Because his strength has increased greatly, and the long weapon of the coiling dragon stick is not conducive to playing in this kind of place, he is tied up, and he directly relies on meat fists to fight with Yingtuo, but it is much more enjoyable.

"You are the thing that came out of there, and you actually want to beat me with your fists alone?" Ying Tuo saw that Zhou Fuyao didn't even sacrifice the magic weapon and pounced on him, and he actually looked down on himself so much, and shouted angrily in his mouth. A sharp sword with a flickering cold light appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword revealed a half-inch sword light, and the sword light turned into a little cold star, shooting towards the major acupoints of Zhou Fuyao's body.

Zhou Fuyao's strength exploded, and the fist wind swept towards the cold stars turned by the sword like a sharp blade, and all the cold stars were dissipated in the fist wind.

"No way, you're just an innate monk!" Ying Tuo exclaimed in surprise. This week, Fuyao actually relied on his fist wind to resist the cold star that his sword turned into, and it took a lot of flesh. He might not be surprised if he changed to a cultivator who specialized in physical cultivation and did this, but just the fact that he had achieved it by innate cultivation made him really unbelievable.

Ying Tuo was extremely surprised in his heart, but his subordinates did not stop, and the long sword in his hand revealed an inch-long sword, and the sword was as fast as lightning, stabbing straight at Zhou Fuyao.

"Fudo Bell Blessing!" Zhou Fuyao saw that this sword was extremely fast and couldn't dodge, so he summoned the immovable bell, and the immovable bell sprinkled a layer of light curtain, and there was a faint golden light in this light curtain. The sword of Yingtuo hit the light mask, making a crisp sound of 'ding', and a layer of ripples rippled on the light mask. Although the immovable bell successfully blocked the attack of the sword mang, the figure of Fuyao next week was also forced back a lot.

"Don't move the bell! It turned out to be a disciple of Buzhou Mountain. Although the defense of the immovable bell is strong, it depends on who drives it. You are just driven by innate cultivation to move the clock, and you will eventually be crushed by me. Even if you are a disciple of Zhou Mountain, the little innate monk actually dares to be presumptuous in front of me, and he must cripple you. ”

Ying Tuo saw that a sword light did not make meritorious service, and saw Zhou Fuyao's figure quickly pressing towards him. Yingtuo's sword momentum changed, the long sword was differentiated, and a storm of sword rays shot out from the tip of the sword, only to see a sword light hit the immovable bell, stirring up on the light mask sprinkled by the immovable bell, stirring up a ripple, but this light mask was extremely stubborn and never broken.

"Innate cultivation has such a strong True Yuan!"

Ying Tuo saw that the sword could not stop Zhou Fuyao's footsteps, and although he was surprised in his heart, the expression on his face did not change.

"It seems that it is more difficult to break this immovable bell by relying on the sword alone. Now you must fight quickly to support Wonye and Victory. ”

A thought flashed in Yingtuo's heart, and he also knew that Yingye and Yingshi would definitely not be the opponents of Yingcheng and Yingshi. I saw that he was holding the sword trick in his hand, and a domineering sword intent suddenly rose from his law golden pill, although this sword intent had just begun to take shape, but this power was far from being comparable to the sword. This sword intent erupted from the pores of Yingtuo's whole body, turning into invisible swords that cut through the surrounding space, which was the embodiment of the lack of fire for sword intent. Yingtuo pinched the sword trick again, and this sword intent poured into the long sword in his hand and attached to it.

"Ying Tuo, you actually dare to use sword intent in the big win city!" Ying Cheng saw that Ying Tuo actually used his sword intent, and shouted angrily. There will often be a little friction between the children of these big families, and it is inevitable that they will do it, of course, there is a bottom line between the children of these big families, and one of the bottom lines is not to use their intentions.

"Zhou Fuyao be careful, don't fight with him. At this time, Yingxiang also felt Yingtuo's sword intent, and shouted on the side. You must know that the combat power of a monk who uses his mind increases exponentially, and there is a world of difference between it and when he does not use his will.

This Yingtuo also didn't care about Yingcheng and Yingxiang, and Yingcheng and Yingxiang both couldn't get out now, because Yingye and Yingxiang both took out a desperate posture and pestered Yingcheng and Yingxiang to death, so that the two couldn't spare their hands and feet.

Zhou Fuyao only heard a clear sound from the long sword in Ying Tuo's hand, and then he was enveloped by a domineering sword intent, which dispersed the aura emanating from his divine consciousness with a crushing force. Then pressed towards him, Zhou Fuyao suddenly felt that the sword pressure of these sword intents was like a mountain that overwhelmed him, and he could only desperately mobilize his divine consciousness to resist the pressure of this sword intent, but this sword intent still suppressed his divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness, so that his divine consciousness could not move.

Yingtuo looked at Zhou Fuyao, who had green tendons floating on his face and sweating profusely, and smiled ruthlessly. He took a big stride forward, then raised his sword and slashed it down. The sword first slammed into the light shield of the Fudong Bell, which emitted a brilliant light. The Immovable Bell resisted the two breaths of the long sword, and the body of the bell emitted a crisp sound, and tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the Immovable Bell. The immovable bell let out a wail, and Gollum turned and retracted into Zhou Fuyao's dantian. Fortunately, the immovable bell is not Zhou Fuyao's natal weapon, otherwise, these two swords alone would be enough for him.

Ying Tuo saw that the immovable bell retracted into Zhou Fuyao's body, and the long sword was slashed down like a streamer, slashing horizontally towards Zhou Fuyao's arm.