In fact, with Ye Piaoling's cultivation, he can also support himself for a while under the hands of ordinary masters of the first level of the Earth Yuan, even if he is besieged by several Earth Yuan masters, he will not be unable to fight back. However, Hei Yan was a formidable existence that could kill ordinary Earth Yuan beginner-level masters in an instant! His giant sword possessed complete suppression in terms of strength, and could even crush most masters of the same level. If it weren't for Liu Wanyun's restraint just now, Fang Qiuyao would probably have been cut into two sections when he took a look.

'Am I going to die like this?'

Emotions such as panic and unwillingness came to his heart at the same time, and Ye Piaoling felt unprecedented horror for the first time. He was born from a noble background, and he had servants to work hard in everything, although he had encountered two dangers, he could resolve them with his own cultivation and a little luck, and he had never experienced such an irresistible feeling of seeing death coming.

Enveloped by that fierce murderous aura, his whole body ached like pins and needles, and he couldn't move at all, and his vision in front of him became a little blurred in the shadow of the giant sword.

Seeing him standing in place and stunned, Qin Yan was in a hurry, ignoring the taboos during cultivation, he suddenly raised his qi and urged the strength of his whole body, his body suddenly accelerated like electricity, and instantly shot behind Hei Yan, both arms came out, one hand was violently clawed into Hei Yan's eyes, and the other hand slapped the back of Hei Yan's head.

The field of vision was obscured, and the momentum of the giant sword continued unabated, but after all, the murderous aura as fierce as a demon was still suffocated after all, and Ye Piaoling finally regained his ability to act when the black shadow was approaching, and escaped from the hands of impermanence in a thrilling way. Rao is life was recovered, and he was also frightened, the front of the moon-white robe was torn in half by the strong wind of the blade, and the skin inside could be seen, mixed with a line of red blood. His face was pale, his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, both humiliation and fear, gritting his teeth and wanting to fight back, but he couldn't help but retreat under his feet.

Qin Yan's two hands hit the ground, but the backlash force from the two places made his heart sink.

It's so hard! It's like steel! Hei Yan really practiced extremely strong body protection martial arts, and even the defense of weak parts such as the back of the head and eyes was not something that Qin Yan could break through now.

What should I do if I can't break the defense at all?

"No, this kind of horizontal martial arts practice must have a cover door!'

The qi and blood in the chest surged, which was the sequelae of forced acceleration, but at this time, I couldn't take care of these things. Qin Yan's two hands were so light and agile that they were almost demonic, hitting all parts of Heiyan's head and neck like a storm, and downwards in turn. In the blink of an eye, he had already hit more than ten acupuncture points on Hei Yan's body, but it had no effect, but instead shook his fingers painfully.

Black Rock's sturdy body leaned back, and the hammer came from behind, and at the same time, his left elbow was like a gun. However, Qin Yan avoided it quickly, and kept both hands, and even touched the left arm he smashed a few times.

Black Rock roared and spun around, and the greatsword roared up, cutting a pitch-black fan in the air, trying to slap the fly-like thing behind him. It's just that Qin Yan's footwork is weird and close to the demon, hanging behind Hei Yan's head like a bone appendage, and after Hei Yan fell into the air, he found that he was only afraid that he would be helpless to take this guy in a short time, so he ignored him anymore, and rushed towards Ye Piaoling with his legs.

It's just that somehow, it seems that due to the fatigue after a long battle, his majestic body suddenly stumbled at this time, and his pace slowed down slightly.

"Hey, Brother Heiyan, look at the back!" Qin Yan shouted loudly, but he couldn't attract Heiyan's attention anymore. He was a little anxious, and at this time he had just finished touching the acupuncture points above Heiyan's chest, none of them were effective, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to find the cover door in a short period of time, and he couldn't stop Heiyan's pace at all.

At this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw Ye Piaoling fighting his sword and facing Heiyan reflexively, waving his bare hands, and frost was sprinkled all over.

With such a sharp phosgene, this must be a rare sword!

Qin Yan shouted: "Give me the sword, you go!"

Ye Piaoling didn't understand what he meant. But Qin Yan's roar still brought him some hope after all, and he gave up his original desperate thoughts of sacrificing his life and death, and began to think about finding a way out.

The sword is like frost, dazzling. The giant sword in Black Rock's palm slammed down towards the mercury-like luster.

"Bang!" the brilliant brilliance dissipated, and the fierce pitch-black shadow was unmatched, pushing straight in and roaring down. The long sword in Ye Piaoling's palm was directly shocked and flew away, he snorted and retreated in a hurry.

The long sword in mid-air drew a twisted arc, flew around a few times, and finally fell into Qin Yan's hand.

Qin Yan touched the hilt of the sword, and an extremely familiar feeling suddenly appeared. It's been a long time, with a sword in hand, and the pride of the common people.

Since the first battle of Cen Guanling, he has been lying half-dead for a long time, like a cripple. I didn't expect to wait for the opportunity to hold the sword again......

However, Ye Piaoling's panicked call made him understand that now was not the time to sigh, he let out a low shout, his body was as fast as a raptor, and he rushed to the back of Heiyan with his sword.

Hei Yan smelled the killing intent coming from behind him, and had to give up the pursuit of Ye Piaoling and turn around to deal with the attacking long sword. He felt that his body was slowing down a little, and his strength was draining uncontrollably. Liu Wanyun fought with the silver needle that was about to be stabbed by his two swords, and finally began to play a role. After only scratching a little skin, the unknown toxin actually broke through the defense of his Vajra Divine Skill and was seeping into his body...... If it weren't for that, how could Ye Piaoling support Lianghe under him?

The pitch-black sword shadow slashed, like a dragon whirling rain, bringing a bleak wind and ghost rain. Qin Yan's figure is as strange as a charm, the long sword in his hand never fights hard with Heiyan, but the offensive is not reduced at all, the sword momentum is like a needle in the middle, flying in the fog, attacking the place where Heiyan must be saved, but often changing his moves in the middle, and the seemingly messy and inexplicable style of play forced Heiyan to be in a hurry.

Even if Hei Yan had the Vajra Divine Skill, he didn't want to try which of his bones or the Ye family's sword was harder. So he began to retreat.

He forced Qin Yan back a few steps with a single move, then turned around and galloped away. Qin Yan didn't chase after him, or rather, he didn't have the ability to catch up.

Heiyan ran to the bend of the mountain road when they came, suddenly turned around, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency, can you leave your name?"

It was the first time he had spoken, and his voice was deep and deep, revealing a cold meaning.

Qin Yan knew that he was asking himself, and under the nervous gaze of the three people behind him, he smiled slightly and replied proudly: "My name is the righteous man, and I don't worry about it." ”

"Righteous man...... Hmph!" With a low cold snort, the burly body disappeared behind the bend, and only then did the feeling of oppression that shrouded people's heads completely disappear.