Chapter 137

When he was stopped by the venerable nanqin, Peng Che didn't panic. Instead, he sneered: "that's just right. Even you, an old man, will be killed together!"

He waved his Scepter with his left hand to beat the South Qin Zun.

Nan Qin venerable patted back his left palm and sent Yi Xiaofeng out with palm wind.

Boom!

The two Yuanying strongmen burst into a terrible momentum. The ground was crushed and countless gravel and dust rolled up, just like a fire.

As soon as Yi Xiaofeng landed, four of Peng Che's men killed him.

The lattice of the Millennium cold sword burst out its blade. In the face of the murderous four friars, Yi Xiaofeng was not afraid.

"Master, are you ready?"

Han Yuan smiled excitedly. Under the guidance of Bai Hongxiao, his sword technique is quite advanced. He is trying to try it.

Yi Xiaofeng said with a smile, "let's see who kills more!"

The voice fell and he took the lead.

Boom! Boom! Boom

Pretty bull step!

Yi Xiaofeng's every step is extremely heavy, like thousands of wild cattle.

The earth shook so that the four monks and Han Yuan jumped into the air and began to fly with their swords.

The audience couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene:

"Hahaha, beat our teammates!"

"Han Yuan: Master, you have affected me."

"This move feels useless. As long as you have the art of defending the sword, you can easily avoid it."

"When this move hits you, you won't know whether it's useful."

"Almost killed me."

"You know a fart. Doesn't sword riding consume spiritual power? This is a consumption tactic! "

……

Han Yuan quickly confronted a monk and they fought in the air.

The other three killed Yi Xiaofeng.

Yi Xiaofeng quickly wields his sword and uses the five sword formula of pure Yang. The five sword shadows wrap around his body and spin at high speed, bursting out bright golden light.

This is the strongest Sword form of the five sword formula of Chunyang!

The three monks also cast magic and poured their spiritual power into the blade, like three rainbow lights flying away.

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes coagulated and fiercely waved his sword to the sky.

Sword burst!

With him as the center, the terrible sword Qi soared into the sky, like a torrential rain against the current!

The three monks' faces changed greatly, and they were drowned by the sword storm before they could react.

Peng Che, who was fighting with the southern Qin venerable, noticed this scene and his face changed slightly.

"What a powerful sword. At least he has been a Taoist for more than 200 years. Didn't he just break through the foundation building environment? Is it the sword Qi pill of Tianjian Shengzong? But even if it's a sword Qi pill, how many sword Qi pills do you need to cultivate such sword Qi? "

Pengche was stunned and even unimaginable.

The southern Qin Zun smiled and said, "see, can you be regarded by the sword saint as a mortal?"

With that, nanqin Zun found the right opportunity and launched a rapid offensive, which made Peng Che retreat and fall into the disadvantage.

"Congratulations on killing three dark night mountain disciples and getting 300 points!"

When the game prompt sounded, Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyes and saw that the sword Qi dissipated, and the three wounded monks fell and fell into the ruins.

How strong!

Yi Xiaofeng was surprised secretly, but there was no expression on his face.

The effect of twelve sword Qi pills!

Sword Qi pill is not an ordinary pill, but the holy pill of Tianjian Shengzong!

The Venerable Master of the southern Qin Dynasty said that even elite disciples can hardly get twelve sword Qi pills!

Xiao Mingming can collect so much. It is estimated that he often uses his power and position on weekdays.

The audience painted 666 barrages one after another.

They have been looking forward to the outbreak of Yi Xiaofeng, which is an eye opener.

The sword storm just now is very spectacular and its lethality is terrible!

Han Yuan became excited when he saw Yi Xiaofeng kill three base building monks.

His sword speed increased sharply, dazzling fast, and strongly suppressed the enemy.

Within ten seconds, the enemy was beheaded.

Pengche was furious.

Although these four disciples are not his favorite disciples, they are also his subordinates at least. They were easily solved. He felt beaten in the face.

Han Yuan quickly falls beside Yi Xiaofeng. The teachers and disciples look at each other and immediately run to Jianmu mountain.

The southern Qin venerable was restrained by Peng Che, and it was difficult to win or lose for a while.

The battle between Bai Hongxiao and the sword devil is even more exaggerated. Yi Xiaofeng can't see the specific figure of the two people, but feels that there is the end.

On the way to Jianmu mountain, Yi Xiaofeng noticed that many monks and monsters rushed towards Jianmu mountain in all directions.

From time to time, friars or monsters fall down from the sword tomb mountain. They have become mummies and die in a terrible state.

Yi Xiaofeng muttered in his heart.

Will they have to die when they go up?

He couldn't help looking at Han Yuan and said, "disciple, should we hide first and wait and see?"

Han Yuan's heart was also empty fire. He immediately replied, "listen to master!"

They changed their direction and rushed to a rocky area at the foot of Jianmu mountain in the East.

Not long after running, another monk rushed to them.

Han Yuan whispered, "it's the monk of hanfangshan."

Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly.

Hanfangshan is a dog!

Always against him!

In that case, don't blame him for being rude!

Yi Xiaofeng took out the chiyun sword, held it in both hands and accelerated sharply.

Han Yuan followed.

There are seven monks in total, all of whom are base builders.

Hanfang mountain is not the top sect. There is only one Yuanying old monster in the whole sect. The friars in the golden elixir realm sent on this trip have rushed to Jianmu mountain.

Compared with Yi Xiaofeng, demon sword is the top priority.

A sword more powerful than the sword in the world. Once you get it, you will be able to lead Hanfang mountain to the peak.

Relying on the sword spirit of 260 years of Taoism, Yi Xiaofeng is not empty fire at all.

Han Yuan was originally the existence of the nine floors of the foundation territory. Under the golden pill territory, no one can be his opponent.

The two masters and disciples worked together to easily kill nine people.

At the command of Yi Xiaofeng, Han Yuan deliberately left them a sigh of relief and Yi Xiaofeng solved it.

Killing nine people in a row, Yi Xiaofeng won 900 points!

They continued to rush to the rocky area and soon found a place to hide.

"Shifu, it's not good. Many people want to kill you." Han Yuan whispered.

They hid behind a boulder to cover their bodies.

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes twinkled and said coldly, "it's all right. Kill as many as you come."

He's inflated!

After the sword Qi soared, he felt that he was already a strong man.

As long as he is not a master of the golden elixir realm, he is not afraid at all.

Just then.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly felt an extremely terrible momentum.

This momentum is more terrible than sword demon!

They looked around and saw two figures coming at the end of the horizon.

The two men's steps are strange. They seem to walk in a leisurely court. Each step can stride a hundred feet away and approach Jianmu mountain.

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes fell on one of the middle-aged men. He was wearing a dark red robe and a black gold crown. His face was like a crown of jade. His pupils were gray. At first glance, he seemed to have no pupils, giving people a feeling of extreme indifference.

Seeing him, Yi Xiaofeng couldn't help feeling awe in his heart.

It seems that this person is the immortal God in the sky.

Han Yuan was also shocked and stared at the man.

"Who is he?"

Yi Xiaofeng couldn't help whispering.