first fairy

Half of Wu Daren's face was hidden in the shadows, when he heard this, he grabbed Ye Tianyang's hand tightly.

"Who are you, and where is Wu Daren!" Ye Tianyang's fingertips flashed golden light, piercing the fat man's palm as sharply as a needle, and wanted to back up, but the bloody hand clasped his shoulder and yanked him back.

"Your uncle! Who else can it be, be gentle." The fat man leaned close to his ear and wailed in a low voice. His tone was still twitchy as before, but he was a little panting, and he seemed angrily.As soon as Ye Tianyang approached, he saw a hole in the back of the fat man's head and blood was flowing out, his eyes were round and extremely ferocious. The fat man took a deep breath and slowly regained his composure.

Ye Tianyang was still a little puzzled.Wu Daren didn't explain much, and he couldn't tell for a while. He did have something wrong now.

Fatty Wu's face was very ugly: "The same soul wave, how could you find something wrong!"

"There's something wrong with you..." Ye Tianyang was about to speak when the fat man suddenly collapsed and twitched involuntarily. Beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he had endured great pain. Lips are also pale.

"What happened?" Ye Tianyang bent over to help him.

"Come with me, someone wants to see you." Fatty Wu grabbed Ye Tianyang's wrist and stumbled upstairs.

"Who is it?" Ye Tianyang glanced down, frowning slightly, the location of the pavilion happened to be a grandstand with an excellent view, and he could have a panoramic view of the chaos ahead.

The fat man's hands are not tightly squeezed, and he can break free with a little force. His whole body seems to have been washed in the river, and even the palms of his hands are full of sweat. This person yells even at the slightest pain. It's rare that he even stood up this time. Unsteady, but still resisted not humming, it had to be impressive.

"I don't know, if grandma dares to attack the uncle, sooner or later the uncle will constrict his tendons, peel his soul, and let him never be reborn! You better not know him well, otherwise it will be considered as your good friend, and the uncle will even you Don't let it go!" Wu Daren was so angry that he bared his teeth and cursed, and then he vented his anger at the end of the sentence, and his tone became lower and lower.

"The only person I know best here is Master, who made you like this, what do you want me for?"

"There's so much nonsense, most of the uncle's soul is still in his hands!" Wu Daren was sweating profusely, just realized that he had slipped his tongue, and subconsciously looked back, only to see Ye Tianyang looking at him in shock, and slowly spit out In a serious tone, he said seriously: "Go, take me to see him."

Fatty's hands trembled a little. He thought he was not a good person, and he didn't ask others to sacrifice their lives for help. After all, he was only controlled by others. The other party was the Linghuang, and it was easy to kill them both. Besides, no matter whether Ye Tianyang went or not, would the other party keep his promise to take him away? It is not known whether his soul will return, it is likely that he is dying to pull someone back, with the fat man's current strength, even if Ye Tianyang wants to leave, he can't stop him. Touched hard, he was taken aback, and suddenly let go of his hand...

The turmoil in the widest open area of ​​Fenglai City became more and more intense, stumps were everywhere, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the screams were drowned in the deafening roar, the scene was extremely chaotic, the Fenglai City guards were far away, Before entering, it seemed that he was afraid of the prestige of Shangqing Xianzong and Shenjianling. No one dared to stop the battle openly provoked by these two parties.

Like the Three Thousand States in the Upper Realm, Zhongzhou respects the strong, and the strong can gain the favor of countless disciples without deliberately pretending, and if they deliberately pretend, they will be invincible.

Ye Haoran killed the fourth-order spirit king with a strong blow before, if it got out, it would be enough to make him famous. This person kills like watching flowers in the garden, with a casual smile on his face all the time, but the mysterious phantom has never appeared again , relying on their own strength alone is enough to sweep away all enemies, and the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, who were dazed by anger and hatred, woke up for a long time. They wanted to kill people and seize treasures, but Ye Haoran was too cautious and only used it once, and he had to wait another time to force it out Think of ways to.Even the fourth-order spirit king did not act rashly, even if he really wanted to make a move, he would have to weigh it.

Ye Haoran deliberately avoided one-on-one with the fourth-order spirit king, and the rest of them would not refuse, and he screamed again and again wherever he passed, and he hadn't completely killed the red-eyed, he was always able to help his fellow disciples in the most critical moments , I got a lot of gratitude, amazed at its strength, and felt extremely annoyed and ashamed that I didn't help before.

Rong Xuan finally saw Ye Haoran's real means, and his eyes were complicated for a while. This phantom of the ancient beast was not the result of Hunyuan Devouring Dao, or his real innate supernatural power. If it was because of that simple ring, he was a little curious about Ye Haoran What is her real last name, or is it all just a coincidence?

"The inner sect disciples of the Shangqing Immortal Sect are nothing more than that." A first-rank spirit king of Shenjianling dismembered a man, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he pressed on step by step with a sledgehammer. The face of a low-level spiritual master turned pale but he refused to back away, his eyes involuntarily glanced at his fellow sect who was broken into pieces on the ground—that was just a second-level spiritual master, and the majestic spirit king would be ashamed to kill a low-level spiritual master Export sarcasm, shameless!

"No matter how bad it is, it won't be your turn to say it." Rong Xuan passed by and said something slowly.Indeed, although Excalibur Ridge is also one of the great religions sitting on one side, it is far from being comparable to the real ancient great religions in terms of prestige and background.

The spirit king of the first rank hadn't come back to his senses, his arms flew together, he was half kneeling on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot and roared, and the moment he was about to jump up, his head burst open with a bang, and the blood mist filled the air, blinding the three spiritual masters. full face.

One of the spiritual masters came back to his senses, but when he saw the real face of the person who made the attack, he was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Rong Xuan!"

"Fourth-rank Spirit King!" The spectators were surprised. Isn't this Ye Tianyang's master, the so-called cabinet student of the Shangqing Xianzong Temple?It turned out to be a fourth-order spirit king!

Rong Xuan was holding a Xuan-grade long sword, this magic weapon was not made of pure gold, it had been cut with many gaps, it really didn't look very good.

Shenjianling is famous for its sword skills, but when he saw him using a sword, the fourth-order spirit king who was watching from afar gave a sudden pause, and quickly rushed forward before the others, blocking Rong Xuan. It was Jin Qi who cut a corner of the pavement, and the first-rank Spirit King sneered: "Let me teach you the best tricks! It can also let you see what the real swordsmanship is."

This person's name is Feng Kun, and his cultivation base is not lower than Zhou Ling's. Although he is not as high-achieving in Yujian Jue, there are few people who can match him in other aspects.On the other hand, Rong Xuan only showed up now, and was protected from the beginning to the end. Although his cultivation level is not low and he may not have actual combat experience, Feng Kun did rely on him for daring to make a move.The grandson of the elder of the inner door died, and he couldn't go back anyway, even if he couldn't defeat Ye Haoran, it would be better to kill one by one, let alone this person from the Shangqing Temple, which shows that his status is not low.

"Come on, let me see." Rong Xuan raised the broken sword, the Taixu sword will spontaneously circulated in his body, converged on the surface of the body, combined with the earth element shield, the defense power rose sharply.But this yellow-rank defensive art has long been useless. If he hadn't entered the Xing Pavilion directly, he would have missed the opening of the Shangqing Xianzong Buddhist Scripture Tower, so that he hadn't learned half of the spiritual art. It's not that they still use the ones from Qingshan School, they really can't be on the table.

The two of them were like arrows flying off the string, they turned into two streamers of light and collided fiercely together, the two different spiritual power fluctuations formed a hemispherical mask, clang clang and sword clanging, dazzling electric light burst out from the intersection of the two swords, and the arc crackled With a loud noise, the incomplete Xuan-rank long sword was overwhelmed, cracks spread all over in an instant, and it broke with a bang!

boom!Rong Xuan flew out backwards, and the terrifying waves rippled away, sweeping away the low-level disciples who were close by three feet away.

"Fight the ax!" Feng Kun showed a hint of sarcasm, and the swordsmanship of urging the mysterious magic weapon is not worth mentioning.

The earth elemental shield on the surface of Rong Xuan's body was shattered, that's all, the sword energy was refined and eliminated by Tai Xu's sword intent, the seemingly powerful attack didn't even break through his own defense.Rong Xuan threw the long sword with only the hilt upside down, and took out a dagger, imitating the posture of the opponent's sword, with a flash of his figure, he walked through sixty sword lights, and appeared in Feng Kun's eyes in an instant. In front of him, the Wanhua Jue is instantly launched, and ten lightsabers form a sword array that evolves into a thousand changes, attacking the opponent's vital points all over the body, blocking all directions, and murderous intentions are everywhere.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was stunned, Rong Xuan caught him by surprise, raised the dagger and swiped violently, easily cutting off a large piece of flesh and blood on the shoulder blade!

"You shouldn't get close." Feng Kun's spiritual power exploded all over his body. He gathered his hands and clasped Rong Xuan's wrist tightly. In an instant, his spiritual power soared, a vein popped out of one arm, and the violent wind formed a vortex around his arm. Merging with the physical body, murderous aura entered his body, Rong Xuan's face changed slightly, he felt as if his bones were being crushed and he couldn't move.

"Not good, Shenjianling has a body tempering technique that can increase the strength of the physical body tenfold, and one punch can smash mountains!" The expressions of the other disciples who were startled by the shock of spiritual power changed, and the disciples of Shenjianling also showed envy The color, the cultivation of this kind of spirit is definitely not only the swordsmanship to attack from a distance, but also not to be afraid of close quarters, but the spirit art is extremely difficult to practice, if it can be successful, it must be a leader.

Feng Kun's eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Nine layers break one!"

Shen Yun lowered, the dark wind whistled, and the pitch-black fist imprint pierced the void like a spirit imprint, the sound of piercing the air was deafening, and the stones on the ground rolled up and collapsed, blasting towards Rong Xuan's chest!

Rong Xuan turned sideways abruptly, but he was still affected, his veins were broken, and he coughed up blood.Rong Xuan showed a startled look, few spirits can ignore the absorption of the devouring source and directly shock into the heart and lungs.This is the power caused by the purest physical strength, which is extremely rare.

"Stop!" Rong Xuan raised his hand, trying to stop Feng Kun who rushed forward to make up the knife, but the latter would of course not obey.

"Did I make you move?" Rong Xuan flicked his fingers, a white light came out of his hand, the Holy Spirit stamped his power, and dozens of spirit lights swung out to form a formation to block Feng Kun's way, and the earth spirit surged from the cracked stone It moved out and turned into sharp thorns to form a blockade, enclosing Feng Kun in it.Everyone within a radius of five meters flew back.

The disciples of Shenjian Ridge wanted to come to help, but just approached, Rong Xuan's eyes froze: "Back off."

Rong Xuan snatched the snow-colored long sword from Feng Kun's side across the air, and easily erased the soul seal. With a wave of the long sword, the awe-inspiring sword intent came out of his body unreservedly. The disciples who got close included the high-level spirit king They were thrown out at the same time, and the white light soared into the sky like a rainbow, piercing the sky and collapsing the clouds!

"It's a waste for you to hold this sword. You want to control the sword rather than train your body." Rong Xuan put away the ground-level magic weapon, looked at Feng Kun who was trapped in the formation, and there was a hint of imperceptible fanaticism in his eyes.Ling Jue is good, he is very interested.

The people not far away have an ominous premonition: "The spirit pattern master is so strong that he has abnormal mental power! The thing of erasing the soul imprint and blinking an eye is simply clumsy. The level of cultivation is definitely not low, and this person is not easy to mess with." !"

"Give me back the spirit sword!" This scene fell in Feng Kun's eyes, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. He took a wrong step in anxiety, and was pierced by the sharp awl, and the blood flowed profusely instantly. He cried out in pain. As soon as Yujian Jue evolved, the sword light was disrupted by the formation and was out of control. Feng Kun had no choice but to activate the Nine Layers of Lingjue. A low-level magic circle, covered in blood and flesh, is too horrible to look at.

**

Above the pavilion, five people gathered together in one soul, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

The two old servants were dressed in black robes and stood bowed. The man in the Chinese robe was reclining on the grand teacher's chair. His silver mask covered his entire face, only revealing his narrow eyes. .This person held a long whip in one hand, and in the direction facing the long whip, a bloated fat man was tightly tied with a secret chain, and the chain was deeply cut into the flesh.Wu Daren saw that his soul was bound, his eyes were bloodshot, like a hungry beast about to pounce on its prey, but was stopped by Ye Tianyang.He didn't feel the murderous intent, and although the soul was weak, it was still intact.

"Let him go." Ye Tianyang frowned.

"Aren't you curious about who I am? Oh, that's right." Xie Yuce smiled lightly, took off the mask with one hand and placed it on the table, "You should recognize me now."

Ye Tianyang's pupils shrank.