Xiaoyao held a pair of golden bells, his whole body was flowing and chic in white, staring at Ye Feng in front of him.

And at this moment, suddenly there were many strange breaths coming from all directions, which made Xiaoyao alert.

"It's not quite right, this breath...... It's soul cultivation!"

Xiao Yao immediately noticed it, and his heart suddenly became vigilant, but soon, his tense spirit relaxed, because he found that although there were a large number of soul cultivators who suddenly appeared around, their cultivation was as vulnerable as Ye Feng's kid!

For immortal cultivators, soul cultivation is only a special kind of cultivator, not a ghost or something like that, as people in the secular world think.

Xiaoyao has cultivated to such a point in his life, and he has encountered countless soul cultivators, but in the immortal cultivation world, soul cultivators generally act alone, where can they appear in groups like now?

These soul cultivators are naturally the people of the Battle Soul Army.

Yang Shuning asked twenty or thirty members of the Battle Spirit Army to stay on Peach Blossom Island, and the rest of them all followed him to this sea area where spatial fluctuations were heard.

"Xiao Ye is actually there too!"

Yang Shuning flew at the forefront, and at a glance saw Ye Feng flying in the air, holding the Dragon Sword, confronting a dashing man in white.

The man held a pair of golden bells in his hand, and it seemed that the few golden sword lights that opened up the ocean just now were cast by this man who looked extremely elegant.

The power of those golden sword lights really amazed Yang Shuning, because even the modern and high-tech Chinese Navy could not do such a shocking thing as splitting the ocean into two halves!

This made Yang Shuning know that the man in white was an unprecedentedly strong enemy.

"Everyone is limited to ten kilometers, surround this sea area, and don't act rashly!"

Yang Shuning immediately gave the best order and did not act rashly, but he also knew that it was impossible for such a terrifying existence to advance even half a step further to the mainland.

What to do next depends on Ye Feng.

After the arrangement, Yang Shuning set his eyes on Ye Feng, who was flying in mid-air and confronting the man in white.

"Uncle Yang, let them all back away. ”

Ye Feng waved his hand and shook his head.

Now, in the face of the seven hundred years of cultivation, it is impossible for these soul cultivation legions who have cultivated for more than a hundred years to do anything to the other party, and it is even possible that they will all be buried here.

Let the Battle Spirit Army block the enemy, there is no need for this, no matter how greedy Ye Feng is for life and afraid of death, it is impossible to sacrifice their lives in exchange for his own life.

What's more, Ye Feng hasn't died so easily.

"Xiao Ye, this person?"

Yang Shuning nodded, but still questioned Xiaoyao's identity.

"It's from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, you go back to Peach Blossom Island to inform everyone and get them ready for battle. ”

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with essence, and he was always vigilant to make another move, and at the same time said to Yang Shuning.

He said it in Chinese Chinese, even if Xiao Yao heard it?

"Especially the two people I just brought back today, General Liufeng and Captain Jin Xincheng, you go back and inform them, let them come over as soon as they are almost injured!"

Ye Feng continued, but saw that Xiaoyao suddenly raised the golden bell in his hand.

"Hurry back!"

Ye Feng immediately reacted and yelled at the members of the Battle Spirit Army around him.

The golden sword light flashed!

The bell in Xiaoyao's hand turned into a giant sword, and it was about to sweep towards the members of the Battle Spirit Army around him, making Ye Feng's whole heart rise to his throat.

Even though they were all ten kilometers away from Xiaoyao, the golden giant sword was actually seven or eight kilometers long, and the dazzling sword light directly enveloped all the members of the Battle Spirit Army.

"Colorful Dragon Bow, shoot!"

Ye Feng didn't think about it, took out the colorful dragon bow in his hand, swallowed a drop of Roselle water in his mouth, condensed his true qi, and shot an arrow towards the front.

He had to stop Xiao Yao's move, or all the members of the Warsoul Army around him would probably die under his sword. One arrow from the Colorful Dragon Bow should be enough to make Xiaoyao stop for a while, and give the surrounding members of the War Spirit Army enough time to evacuate.

Sure enough, for the arrow shot by Ye Feng with the colorful dragon bow, even Xiaoyao didn't dare to be careless.

Seeing this arrow coming, Xiaoyao immediately turned his hands, and the huge golden long sword swept towards that arrow.

The strong spatial fluctuations once again erupted on the surface of the sea, and Ye Feng had swallowed several mouthfuls of Roselle water until this time, which could be described as spending money like flowing water.

And Roselle water, a precious treasure of heaven and earth, is a treasure that money can't buy.

If Ye Feng didn't have such a small bottle of Roselle Water, it would be impossible to continuously shoot arrows attached to the power of earth-level space at this time, and if you want to know that an arrow like Lu Dao would need to consume all the true qi in Ye Feng's body.

Fortunately, such an arrow successfully blocked Xiaoyao's attack speed, so that he could only turn his head and deal with Ye Feng's arrow first.

"Hurry back!"

Ye Feng shouted, the colorful dragon bow continued to be held in his hand, and a drop of Roselle water went down to his stomach again.

The true qi of the whole body suddenly overflowed, and the next arrow was ready to be ready!

"Damn!"

Xiaoyao watched Ye Feng swallow drop after drop of Roselle water, his heart was simply dripping blood, this is a treasure that no amount of money in the immortal cultivation world can buy, but at this time, Ye Feng is so expensive, it is simply a tyrannical thing!

He also thought that if he killed Ye Feng later, what treasures could he get, so this small bottle of Roselle Water had been regarded by him as his own.

Now, Ye Feng is wantonly "Lang Fei" his Luo Shen Shui, how can he not feel distressed?

Quick!

Xiao Yao had such a thought in his heart, as for the retreating soul cultivators around him, he didn't want to pay more attention to it.

At this very moment.

In the sky not far away, there were suddenly several strange things, attracting Ye Feng and Xiaoyao to pay attention to the past at the same time.

"That's?"

Ye Feng raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized that it was actually several rockets!

Unexpectedly, Hua Guo was able to react so quickly and directly locked on to this place and fired a rocket, but ...... These rockets, I'm afraid, won't have any effect on an existence like Xiaoyao.

Even Ye Feng couldn't be killed by such a rocket, let alone Xiaoyao?

No, not just a couple of rockets!

Ye Feng squinted his eyes, and soon found that behind those rockets, there were still many precision-guided missiles, and they were rushing towards the location where Xiaoyao was.

Since the distance between Ye Feng and Xiaoyao is also more than ten kilometers, the targets of rockets and missiles can be distinguished very clearly.

"What's that?"

MEmu also saw rockets and missiles in the sky, somewhat inexplicably.