Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Different from the demon cultivators who attacked Yuyang that night, all the elite demon cultivators came out this time, more than [-] people.

After the Demon Ancestor came into the world, he issued a clear order to slaughter the fairy world, and no fairy faction should let it go.

But after bestowing power on Moxiu, he disappeared completely.No one knows what the devil ancestor did.

Therefore, the young patriarch of the original first family of demon cultivators gained power. He not only supported the Gong family and ordered them to return to Wuxian Mountain, but also ordered the demon cultivators to annihilate all the immortal sects and seize the dragon veins so that they could improve their cultivation.

They are determined to win this time when they attack the Shuofang Yin clan, the number one immortal sect in the world.

Although the Shuofang Yin family has six thousand disciples, most of them have either traveled abroad, or have already ascended to the immortals, or established their own sects. There are less than three thousand people who stay in the mountain. Facing the four thousand elite demon cultivators, even though they try their best to resist, there are still some disciples. It is suspected that the mantis' arms are being used as a cart.

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of bricks and tiles breaking, and the sound of fire beeping all over the Shuofang Mountains sounded like a sharp needle rubbed into a person's ear, blurring and distorting people's hearing.The battle line moved forward and compressed at a terrifying speed, crushing pieces of Shuofang's land into rotten and scorched earth.

Seeing the flames of war breaking through Songyue Gate, the closest gate to Bailu Hall, Ji Yunxi, who was standing alone on the steps, lowered his head, gently raised his hand to caress the surface of "Zhitian", and then jumped off the stage Next, a whip rolled around the neck of a demon cultivator, and with a slight touch of the fingertips, thousands of flames rushed to spread towards the demon cultivator's neck, and with a bang, the opponent was set on fire.

The flames were so bright that they dimmed the sky a bit.

With only one person, Ji Yunshang guarded the last passage leading to Bailu Hall.

As long as the demon cultivators passed through this door, they all died under Ji Yunxie's hands.

Gradually, Moxiu's corpses piled up, blocking the passage.Straits of blood flowed out from the corpse and penetrated into the gaps in the jade bricks, like slender, unrepentant claws, grabbing at the soles of Ji Yunshang's feet.

The disciples of the Yin family fought desperately, but they were no match for the demon monks who were so numerous and powerful, it was difficult to protect themselves in a melee.After fighting for half an hour, a disciple of the Yin family rolled into the door with blood on his hands in the sea of ​​corpses. Ji Yunxi grabbed his blood-stained red clothes, lifted him up, and took a closer look. Can't help frowning: "You are Ding Yuanshan who guards the outer gate? How is the situation outside?"

However, Ding Yuanshan obviously collapsed in the continuous battle, staring at Ji Yunshang with blank eyes, still trembling: "Dead, my brother is dead..."

After speaking, he recognized who the person in front of him was, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he couldn't help but reached out and grabbed Ji Yunlu's clothes: "Patriarch! Patriarch! When will the reinforcements from the fairy world come? Ah? When will they come?" Come?"

Ji Yunlu had no time to answer in the future, when she suddenly heard an abnormal piercing sword roar coming from behind her, she reacted very quickly, pushed the panicking disciple away, and rolled sideways on the spot.

I saw a huge sword more than ten feet long and one foot wide, wrapped in a strong murderous intent, and slashed at the place where she was standing just now!

This blow was no small matter, the ground was forcibly split and collapsed, and as the stones splashed and the jade foam scattered, Ji Yunxi clearly saw that the epee was being held in the hands of a giant man with a height of three meters. The blade was cutting through the layers of gunpowder smoke, cutting towards her waist!

At this time, it was too late to throw out the whip to stop the sword's momentum. With just a turn of his gaze, Ji Yunlu whipped out his whip like lightning and wrapped around a beast on the cornice of Bailu Hall, trying to pull himself up to avoid the sword's edge. It was expected that "Zhitian" was full of fresh blood, and he was already full of evil spirits. Under one roll, the beasts were wiped out in an instant.

That's too late!

The sword's edge is only a stone's throw away from Ji Yunshang's waist!

Just as Ji Yunshang's heart tightened, he suddenly felt a sudden force coming, grabbed the whip that he hadn't retracted yet, and with another force, Ji Yunshang flew into the air.

That incomparably sharp edge could pass across the soles of Ji Yunlue's feet!

Ji Yunxue looked up and saw Zhan Yi with his back to the sun, stepping on the Meridian Sword, grabbing his own whip that was full of evil spirit with his bare hands.

Even though the evil spirit twisted his fingers until they were bloody, Zhan Yi firmly held the whip body in his palm.

His smile was as bright as ever: "Yun Shang, how are you doing?"

Ji Yunlue smiled at him, and didn't gossip much. With strength on his waist, he turned his body upside down with the rebound force of "Zhitian", and lightly kicked his feet against the bottom of Ziwu Sword, and easily retracted it from Zhan Yi's hand. Pointing to the sky", when she landed again, she put her hands on the ground, raised her head, and said briefly to Zhan Yi: "...Thank you."

After thanking her, Ji Yunlu threw out an arc of light from the "Zhitian" in his hand, quickened his pace, and faced the giant man roaring towards her.

And this succinct thank you was enough for Zhan Yi.

As soon as he heard that Shuofang was besieged, Zhan Yi rushed to rescue him from thousands of miles away.

After confirming that Ji Yunshang was safe and sound, he leaned over and plunged into the surrounding melee.

Zhan Yi is a person who is used to going with the flow, but he will never mess up the water when things come to an end. He is like a catfish that has got into a school of sardines, jumping and moving nimbly, occasionally taking a cold breath to kill one or two magicians, pushing The disciples of the Yin family who were scattered all over gradually gathered together.

——If the disciples of the Yin family continue to maintain this scattered state, they will definitely be eaten away bit by bit.

...Since it is Yun Lai's wish to protect the Yin family, it will also be his Zhan Yi's wish.

Besides, in order to get a better look at Ji Yunxie, he stayed in the Yaoyun Sect of the Yin family for so many years, and he refused to graduate. He has become acquainted with these disciples of the Yin family, and he can't name any of the disciples present. Come……

Zhan Yi was stabbing a demon cultivator's cold sword from behind, when he heard a heart-pounding roar coming from Songyue Gate.

He turned his face abruptly, only to see that towering meat mountain more than ten feet high fell on his back, the huge sword in his hand landed with a clang, and his chest was pierced by a black whip.

Ji Yunlu, who was slender and not even one-fifth his size, stepped on Roshan's head, crushing that weak head into the ground.

Her blood-stained sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her eyebrows and eyes were stained with cold frost. She raised her hand and wiped away the devil blood stained on her cheeks with the back of her hand.

Such a gleaming Ji Yunshang attracted Zhan Yi to take a deep look before turning around reluctantly and kicking away the dead body strung on his sword.

As everyone knows, not far from Zhan Yi, a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked Moxiu noticed Ji Yunshang, and whispered a few words to Moxiu beside him.

Soon, several malicious eyes locked on Ji Yunxi at the same time.

... Both Zhan Yi and Ji Yunshang were unaware of this.

Zhan Yi only focused on doing his own thing, and actually rebuilt the defensive front of Yin's disciples in the melee, forcibly pulled out a rock-solid dam in the torrent of attacks from the monks of the Demonic Way, and quickly eliminated those who tried to enter the Songyue Gate. Moxiu, on the other hand, blocked the attack of the peripheral Moxiu.

The offensive and defensive momentum gradually reversed, and the offensive of the magic monks was slowly weakening at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Yin family whose eyes were red from the war suddenly heard a yell: "Everyone stop! Take a look, who is this?"

Zhan Yi, covered in blood, turned his head suddenly, and saw three or four demon cultivators had captured Ji Yunshang to the main entrance of Bailu Hall!

His heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, mercilessly clenched in the palm of his hand, and he lost even the strength to breathe for a moment.

The demon cultivators and Yin's disciples who noticed the situation stopped their hands one after another.

The demon cultivators found that the overall situation was settled, and they could be defeated without a fight, while the disciples of the Yin family were worried about the safety of the Patriarch.

As for the fact that Chong Ji Yunlu could remember all the disciples' names, her prestige in the minds of Yin's disciples was not comparable to those Yin's elders who preached every day.Seeing this situation, dozens of youths who were brought up by her and full of vigor and vigor almost broke their hearts.

With violent veins, Yin Wuzhen shouted sharply, "Let go of our Patriarch!"

At this moment, the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was standing proudly beside Ji Yunshang, grinning grinningly: "Your Patriarch is in our hands, and your Shuofang is finished. Obediently surrender, hand over the dragon veins, and I will leave you and your Patriarch alive. how?"

The Yin disciples all looked at each other, only Zhan Yi stared straight at Ji Yunshang.

... He instinctively felt that something bad was about to happen.

Just like how the devil held Meidi hostage that day...

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheek just wanted to add fuel to the flames and add to the fun of his victory, so he turned to Ji Yunshang, showing a few sparse yellow teeth with a smile: "Patriarch Ji, if you still want to live, just kneel down and beg for mercy!" .”

He knew in advance that Ji Yunxie's temperament was as fierce as fire, and he was afraid that she would bite her tongue, so when he captured her abruptly with the help of a large number of people, he immediately ordered his subordinates to seal her spiritual power and mouth so that she would not bite her. Bite your tongue.

Ji Yunshang's mouth was covered by a white cloth, he ignored the man's nonsense and didn't move a muscle.

The demon cultivator who captured her pushed her twice, but she also remained motionless.

The sharp-billed monkey's cheeks parted from the corners of its mouth, revealing two sharp teeth, and it let out an unpleasant breath: "Kneel down!"

The two demon cultivators who were standing there immediately understood and kicked Ji Yunlue's legs hard.

But Ji Yunshang insisted on standing firm, without even shaking.

The sharp-billed monkey cheeks lost patience and took a step back: "Let her kneel down!"

The demon cultivators were also angry, raised their feet, and slammed at her right knee.

- Click.

From such a long distance, Zhan Yi seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, and the broken stubble seemed to stab hard into his heart.

Ji Yunshang is no longer the Ji Yunshang of the Zhan family back then, and her tough skills were abolished by her own hands.

Therefore, her body is no longer strong.

...but she still didn't fall.

In the eyes of everyone, Ji Yunxie's knee was twisted at an angle that is impossible for a normal person, and it was obviously broken.

She bit the white cloth tightly in her mouth, and blood dripped from the white cloth.

...But her body still stood firmly on the spot, proud and stubborn, like a slender Polygonatum odoratum.

The demon cultivators were stunned, and after a brief moment of stupefaction, the disciples of the Yin family were furious and went straight to the sky. The Ziwu sword in Zhan Yi's hand also sensed the change in the master's mood, and rang wildly.

Just as Zhan Yi was about to step forward, he suddenly felt a terrifying spiritual pressure.

...That's right, a surge of Reiatsu that can only be described as terrifying came.

This oppressive feeling that heaven and earth are about to shrink and close together, squeezing everyone into dregs, rumbles over everyone's heart like a chariot.

Not only them, but all the demon cultivators present were also unable to move, and the sharp-mouthed monkey's gills froze in place, at a loss.

But when he saw the young man in black clothes with curled up sleeves coming from afar, a clear joy flashed in his eyes.

It's the Demon Ancestor!

He had seen the Demon Ancestor before!

When the demon ancestor was resurrected, he had the courage to take a look from afar.Such a handsome and unparalleled appearance, anyone who sees it for the first time will never forget it.

The Demon Ancestor saw his achievements!The Demon Ancestor will know that it was his strategy that made it possible to win Shuofang!

So, he opened his arms and bowed straight to the person who came: "The Demon Ancestor!"

When the demon cultivators heard this call, their hearts were filled with joy. They all put down their magical weapons, knelt down on their knees, and shouted reverently: "Demon ancestor! Demon ancestor! Demon ancestor!"

When Zhan Yi looked up under the huge spiritual pressure, his face was different from the grim and despairing disciple of the Yin family who didn't know the truth beside him.

He could clearly see that beside the so-called "Demon Ancestor" whom they praised by everyone, there was a young man in green clothes standing with high spirits and arms around the waist of the "Demon Ancestor" in an irregular manner.

……and many more.

Etc., etc.

The person next to "Magic Ancestor" looked...slightly familiar.