The attacks of the seven people became more and more aggressive, but for the monks in the foundation building period who had reached the realm of He Deyang, they were like children playing at home, full of flaws, and even their best jianzhen, was soft in his eyes.

He Deyang said with a smile: "Be angry, the more angry the better, the poor Dao will not pity you second ancestors, and if you want to die, the poor Dao will not satisfy you, and slowly torture you!"

Dozens of moves were exchanged again, and the light in the sky shone brightly, magic weapons and flying swords, talismans and magic tricks, competing to break out first, smashing the surrounding trees, mountains and rocks one by one. However, no matter how desperately the seven members of the Yang family tried, they were not the opponents of He Deyang after all, and at this moment, they gradually realized that it was indeed just a futile and dying struggle.

"Third sister, use the token quickly!" The young man at the head was full of blood-red eyes, looking at the clothes on Yang Mi's body fluttering at the moment, he was about to reveal the most critical place, and hurriedly shouted!

"Yes, big brother!" Yang Mi glanced at He Deyang hatefully, Zuihou sacrificed three talismans, and then took out the identity card of the trial in his hand, and then injected a spiritual power.

I saw that the entire identity card instantly erupted with a cloud of green phosgene, first green, then red, and then a while it turned into snow white. The color changed rapidly, and Zuihou's snow-like aura enveloped her whole body in an instant, as if forming a thin veil of armor.

Chu Hao was in the distance, seeing this scene and marveling, it turned out that this token was actually a spiritual power set up by the Yuan Infant Monk, and the divine sense imprint was mixed in it, as long as it touched the activated spiritual power, the spiritual power of the token itself would pop out, and then protect the user of this token. You must know that this is even a wisp of divine consciousness and spiritual power, but after all, it is carried by the Yuan Infant Cultivator, so there is no need to say much about the strength.

Then He Deyang saw Yang Mi activate the token, his face changed, and he swung his flying sword towards her arm at an extremely fast speed! Just now he kept saying that activating the token and handing over the Xulongshi would not endanger them, but the ruthlessness of his attack now made his remarks extremely ridiculous.

Scold!

With a crisp sound, He Deyang's face couldn't help but change again! I saw that the flying sword contained his magic magic spiritual power, and it was directly bounced away as soon as it touched the spiritual power barrier of the token, and the flying sword even dimmed slightly.

The monk in his infancy is really extraordinary. He Deyang also has such a token in his hand, so he naturally knows the power of this thing. He immediately injected another spell into the flying sword, and snorted coldly: "Even if you use the token, the formation enchantment has already been set up by the poor Dao here, and it is simply delusional for you to want to get out!"

"He Deyang, you don't have to die!" Yang Mi was about to leave and fly over Xulong Mountain to find the rescuers of Dongfan Banner Mansion, but she didn't expect that she had just walked a dozen steps, as if an invisible liliang had pushed her back. She was so angry that she vomited a stream of blood, she was humiliated by this old guy just now, and she couldn't imagine that she couldn't leave now after activating the token!

"Hmph, Poor Dao is to become the core disciple of Dongfan Banner Mansion, the power of Jindan Great Perfection in the future, you little dolls, offending me when Poor Dao is fledgling, it is the biggest mistake of your life!" He Deyang laughed wildly, and then his eyes flashed fiercely, and said: "Enough nonsense, now you all go to die!"

After speaking, I saw He Deyang's flying sword thrown away, and then it bloomed with a dazzling brilliance, and the flying sword was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight in the air...... In an instant, the entire space was filled with flying swords, and there was a rune beating on each flying sword, which was one of the more powerful spells in the sword splitting technique: "Da Luo jianzhen." ”

"Okay, a dignified foundation building period monk, he actually used such a trick to deal with us!" The young man led by the Yang family was angry to the extreme, but he couldn't help but laugh wildly, and said: "Don't forget, I still have a transmission note, what you did today, my Yang family will be known, even if we can't clear the customs today, but you don't want to leave the trial island!"

As he spoke, he activated the token, blooming with a light like Yang Mi, and said, "Will you keep us?"

"Haha, how many of you are out, will the head of the Yang family and those old guys have a bad relationship with me, the future flag leader, for your sake?" He Deyang Haha smiled: "It's really naïve." I want to activate the token, but there is no door!"

Yang Mi activated the token just now, it was He Deyang's carelessness, but at this moment it was different, the children of the Yang family who saw it sacrificed the token one after another, shouted, and then the flying sword made a swishing sound, cutting through the space and enveloping the six people!

Brush Brush Brush Brush –

A piercing sound sounded, and the sound of continuous flying sword collisions continued, only to see that in addition to the young man of the Yang family who was the leader and Yang Mi, who was the first to cast the token, the other five people who were about to open the token barrier were all stabbed in the arm by the flying sword, blood splattered, and the token also fell to the ground at any time!

And the young man of the Yang family, who was the leader, had just sacrificed the token at the last moment, and it happened that the barrier blocked this wave of "Da Luo Jianzhen" for him. The rest of the people turned pale and looked at the tokens that had fallen to the ground, and although they were so close, they were like a moat that could not be crossed.

The fierceness in He Deyang's eyes was even worse, and as soon as his mind moved, the remaining token floated to his side, the flying sword was in front, and the token was behind, and he laughed and said: "What else can you do now, tell Poor Dao, how can you struggle?"

There was no blood on everyone's faces, especially the five people, who gradually appeared in horror. This is different from the spell when he played with them just now, under this Da Luo Jianzhen, their group of innate stage cultivators have no way to live at all!

"You...... Do you still dare to ...... Dare to kill us!" a Yang family disciple trembled in tone and looked at He Deyang in disbelief. He Deyang originally had no such plan, after all, although the Yang family was not one of the twelve major families, it was not much inferior.

But when he heard this, for some reason, the tyrannical aura in his heart was even stronger, and there was a kind of perverted version of happiness, and he said hideously: "Even if Poor Dao wants to kill you, so what?! Even Da Luo Jin Xian can't save you today!"

"Really?"

Just when He Deyang was laughing wildly, and despair and horror rose in the hearts of the children of the Yang family, a faint moan came from the distant woods.

He Deyang's consciousness moved, and he shouted: "Who is it!"

Dozens of flying swords formed jianzhen, dragging down one after another sharp sword rays, and stabbed directly into the bushes dozens of zhang away on the right. Knock knock knock - in an instant, the place was flattened.

Empty!

He Deyang did not have the slightest relaxation on his face, his brows were furrowed, his face was uncertain, he looked around, and shouted: "Who is it, come out!" As he spoke, the flying sword fluttered, and the surrounding trees were all gone, and as far as the eye could see, there was no one in a radius of more than a dozen people.

The children of the Yang family were also stunned, they also heard the soft drink just now, and thought that it was a savior. It's just that no one has appeared under He Deyang's chaotic sword bombardment now, either they have been bombarded by the flying sword and turned into powder, or they have auditory hallucinations from themselves and others.

But is it possible?

At this time, He Deyang seemed to feel something, raised his head, and just saw a figure falling from the sky. This man was extremely young, dressed as a scholar, but his breath was cold, and he was only holding a long sword in his hand, wanting to stab himself.

"Congenital junior, what do you want to do!"

He Deyang relaxed, and with a sigh of hahadaxiao, he summoned the flying sword to fly towards this person. But before he finished speaking, the laughter had stopped abruptly, and his eyes were instantly filled with horror and shock!

Snort –

None of those flying swords stabbed the figure in the sky, and each one seemed to be a little different from the predetermined trajectory, although it was a fraction, but it made this person come to He Deyang's head safely!

The long sword pierced into He Deyang's chest without hindrance, and this monk who was a third-level foundation builder didn't even have time to use a spiritual power barrier, and the blood had already stained a large part of his chest.

The blood that splattered out was so terrible that it even stained the Bolan sword red. Click-blood dripped down the Bolan Sword to the ground, He Deyang's pupils dilated, he looked at Chu Hao, and then at the long sword on his chest, trying to use his spiritual power to shake Chu Hao away!

It's a pity that Chu Hao and the long sword in his hand are like a solid pair of pliers, and he can't break free!

"No, it's impossible......" He Deyang spat blood, his lips gradually turned black, and he felt that his body was gradually beginning to dissipate the life qi, but he was helpless, and he couldn't even use a little strength in his hands!

How is it possible, how can a congenital stage monk block his dantian and make himself unable to seize the slightest chance of survival...... weishenme，weishenme......

"I ...... I'm not reconciled!" He Deyang never thought that he ambushed the children of the Yang family, and Jihua, who was originally foolproof, capsized in the gutter, was stabbed sideways, and died.

"Is this your last word, succinct enough. Chu Hao said lightly, he had no sorrow or joy for killing such a character, and he also didn't feel how righteous he was.

Seeing this person lying down under his sword, Chu Hao pulled out the Bolan sword, and a clear water spell erupted from his mouth, and the blood on the Bolan sword was cleaned.

Chu Hao kicked He Deyang's body over, and then his divine sense swept over his body, took out three or four storage bags from him, and then shook his hands, as if he was a little dissatisfied. But after collecting the storage bag, he stepped over He Deyang's body and wanted to leave.

And at this time, a voice came from behind, saying, "Fellow Daoists, please stay." ”

Chu Hao turned his head abruptly and looked at the person who screamed out, it was the delicate girl who was exposed to most of her body except for the most critical part, and remembered what He Deyang called her Yang Mi.

"What's the matter?" Chu Hao said lightly: "If you want to repay my life-saver, you can be exempted from it." ”