These people are also elite figures in the one yuan sect, not mortals, so they move very fast. Since they decide to surround and kill little prince Moyan, they move very fast. Everyone is making the most complete preparations, because the little prince Moyan who wants to surround and kill is not a little person and is very dangerous.
Everyone sat down and closed their eyes. Ye Xiwen was no exception. He sat under a small tree and kept rehearsing martial arts in his mind, trying to make more progress before the siege.
For others, it is impossible, such a short time, but for ye Xiwen, he is making continuous progress all the time, and he can see progress in Ye Xiwen almost every day.
Now ye Xiwen is the pinnacle of congenital triple Qi. With only one opportunity, he can go further and step into the congenital quadruple. The innate Qi on his body has been extremely rich. With only one opportunity, he can be transformed into Zhenyuan. The so-called Zhenyuan is a higher energy than innate Qi. When the gaseous Qi in his body is transformed into liquid, it is Zhenyuan.
Compared with Zhenqi, Zhenyuan is more powerful and incredible. After condensing Zhenyuan, cultivation will break through to a new level, which is far beyond the imagination of congenital five fold experts.
If ye Xiwen can step into the innate four fold and transform his true Qi, he will really have the strength and capital to compete with the innate six fold master. At that time, ye Xiwen will really surpass those inner disciples and be comparable to the core disciples.
After nightfall, many disciples gathered their breath and lurked in the mountains and forests. If they didn't look carefully, they would never find it. Among them, ye Xiwen's concealment is the most thorough. Ye Xiwen's breath collection skill has reached the point of great success, and his body appearance can be changed, let alone just his breath.
The moon at night was particularly round, and the strange cry of monsters in the distance came over.
Suddenly, almost all the disciples of yiyuanzong opened their eyes. After they didn't know what to die, there were a group of hundreds of disciples of demon cult.
Their faces were ferocious and their eyes were fierce and terrible.
"No, be careful!" Zhuge Xingli shouted.
At this time, the disciples of the evil cult finally began to act. The disciples of the evil cult in the back row sat down and made strange five pointed star patterns on the ground. The aura in the air began to rage in an instant.
Under their control, the aura in the sky suddenly formed an overwhelming rain of arrows.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A shrill sound of breaking the sky came, and endless arrow rain fell from the sky in an instant.
Many disciples suddenly changed their faces. So many arrows will be shot into hedgehogs if they are not careful. This is not an ordinary sharp arrow. For ordinary sharp arrows, these experts who have reached the congenital realm are not afraid, but they are also afraid of the arrow rain composed of this aura.
"Damn it, how can there be so many devil cubs who worship the devil sect here!" Xiao Jin scolded in a low voice and waved his big hand. Suddenly, he formed a gasified big hand in the sky. He grabbed it hard and burst thousands of aura arrows.
"Damn it!" Ye Xiwen pulled out his long knife with a bang, and instantly formed a knife curtain in mid air to protect himself. At this time, the power of missing moon chop was fully reflected.
To deal with a warrior whose level is lower than his own is almost a deadly second kill with a knife and a group of war killers. But even so, it is not a long-term plan.
However, others are not as capable as ye Xiwen. Those disciples with five peaks have to gather together to resist the arrow rain in one direction. There is no problem for safety for a time.
They are not as powerful as ye Xiwen. They can protect themselves, not to mention the profound skills of several core disciples such as Zhuge Xingli. They can advance and retreat freely in the arrow rain and form a protective cover in the air to protect themselves.
"The devil wants to die!" Zhuge Xingli sneered, turned into a flash of lightning, flew up into the sky, and suddenly danced a long light dragon in his long sword, heading for the disciples of the demon cult who rushed in.
These evil cult disciples, who are only born with four or five levels, can't stop them at all. On the way, they are cut off by Sheng Sheng and turn into a burst of blood fog in the sky. It's too late to scream.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xueyuan jumped out, stretched out his plain palm, grabbed a big palm in the air and pressed it down against the disciples of the demon worship sect who arranged the Dharma array.
"Boom!" The huge gasified palm pressed down.
The disciples of the evil cult screamed and were pressed into meat cakes. They had no power to fight back.
"Come out, you want us to kill all these minions!" At this time, Zheng Yizhao said coldly.
"Hahaha, I'm worthy of being a disciple of Yiyuan sect. I really have some means. No wonder I dare to surround and kill the prince. I'm not timid!" Suddenly, a loud laugh came from a distance. Then, a Changhong passed from a distance. A figure flew all the way from a distance in a strange animal.
When the people of yiyuanzong looked intently, they saw that it was a young man dressed in black robes and looked very cold, who slowly fell from the beast.
"Little Prince Moyan!" Zhuge Xingli stared at the young man in front of him.
The disciples of yiyuanzong became nervous instantly, and even ye Xiwen raised his vigilance. After all, the shadow of people's famous trees, even these normally arrogant and rebellious disciples had to be careful.
"ZHUGE Xingli, I've heard of your name. Among the core disciples of Yiyuan sect, you are also the No. 1 person. In vain, you claim to be unique in wisdom, but you still fall into the trap of this prince!" Little prince Moyan sneered.
Many disciples of Yiyuan sect suddenly looked ugly. They thought it was to surround and kill little prince Moyan this time, but now it seems that they have fallen into the trap of little prince Moyan.
"Little Prince Moyan, today is your time of death. Today you really threw yourself into the net and died. Elder martial brother Luo Yifan, our true disciple, is not far from here. When he comes, it will be your time of death!" Xiao Jin said.
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