The poisonous sting is as fast as lightning!

The disciple of the Wanpo Sect had already sneered on his face. He could almost foresee the slight sense of piercing into the blockage and the splash of blood. What made him expect and obsessed the most was the other party's stunned and terrified expression!

Yet, that moment!

Feng Yi raised his head.

The disciples of Wandu Sect not only did not see the fear of expectation on the other side, but instead faced the calm eyes that were cold!

In an instant, a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in the hearts of the disciples of Wanpo Sect!

clang--!

"What?!" The disciple of Wanpo Sect widened his eyes. He felt the poisonous sting magic weapon in his hand suddenly. Then he saw that the other party's sword would turn around at an incomprehensible speed and an angle that reached the tip of the nose in seconds, cleverly separating its magic weapon!

Then, the sword blade rubbed against the poisonous sting, making an extremely harsh sound.

Zheng~!

The magic power fluctuations suddenly came out of the sword, like a rushing wave, coming in a mighty way. The disciple of the Wanpo Sect felt a sudden pain on his wrist, and a scream of screaming from his mouth. The poisonous stinging magic weapon that he held tightly fell to the ground. Before he could urge the magic weapon to activate the magic weapon under the warning sign, the scream of tears came to an abrupt end. In the fairy sword, a sharp light suddenly penetrated into his eyebrows!

These three people have no weak cultivation and reaction.

While the man on the lower left took action, the disciple of the Wanpo Sect on the right sacrificed a gray-brown rusty blade, which also attacked Feng Yi. Feng Yi burst out of sword energy in an instant, and accidentally killed the person on the left. Although he was startled by shocking the disciple of the Wanpo Sect on the right, he immediately calmed down and his attack became more and more fierce!

Feng Yi turned his back to him at this time.

His body and sword skills were as fast as lightning, but he didn't have time to turn around and block the attack of the sharp blade magic weapon after killing the disciple of the Sword! The sharp blade disciple cursed in his heart, feeling that his companion was wronged, but he couldn't help but feel relieved, and at least he didn't die in vain. His life would be considered a place to be replaced by the Qingyun Sect!

Just as he thought so, the strange blade magic weapon shot to Feng Yi's back and to his heart.

If the magic weapon hits, Feng Yi will die even if he passes through the Heavenly Daoxing and is penetrated by a sharp blade!

However, just as the sharp blade was approaching, a solid golden light suddenly appeared on his body. He saw a simple round mirror rotating slowly in the air, casting golden light to cover Feng Yi. The sword magic weapon of the disciple of the Wanpo Sect fell on the golden light cover and flew out with a "kneel".

The disciples of Wandu Sect were stunned for a moment, and immediately changed their expressions and rushed to return the magic weapon to protect themselves.

But at this time, it was obviously a bit late. Feng Yi had already brewed a sword intent with the "Ruhe Mirror" magic weapon blocking it. He turned around and waved the sword. The sword energy shot away like lightning, and since the disciple passed by his chest!

Now the "fire power" of sword energy is far better than that in the past.

The disciple of the Wandu Sect's chest was penetrated by the sword energy, but the wound was burned with high temperature in an instant, and it instantly turned carbonized. The wound between the blue smoke had not overflowed, and he lost his life.

Since he tempted the disciple of Poison Stool Magical Treasure to take action, he killed one person with his backhand, and used the "Ruhe Mirror" to protect him, killing one person with force. Everything was only between lightning and flint, and Feng Yi completed this move with a smooth movement like flowing clouds and water. The last disciple who held the poison bottle in his hand was shocked and his face turned pale.

When Feng Yi looked up, his eyes looked elsewhere.

The disciple hurriedly held up the poison bottle with both hands, and used the poison collected in the bottle with the secret technique of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to turn it into rolling poisonous smoke to protect himself. The poisonous smoke was extremely powerful. The weeds on the ground and trees beside the trees were invaded by the poisonous smoke, and white smoke immediately "swished" and rotted to a level visible to the naked eye.

Its poison is fierce, which shows how it is!

But the disciple of the Poison Bottle knew that this method alone could not stop him. While trying his best to activate the magic weapon, he turned around and asked the fellow Taoist of the Blood Refining Hall for help: "Fellow fellow Taoist of the Blood Refining Hall, please give me some help for the Virgin and King of Ming Dynasty - huh?"

Unexpectedly, when the Wanpo Sect disciple turned his head and saw the wild dog Taoist resolutely, turning around and running away in a blink of an eye, sank into the forest and lost sight!

The disciples of Wandu Sect immediately looked ugly, and they were so annoyed that they were like a red pig liver, almost bleeding!

He was in a dangerous situation at this time and had no choice but to have the wild dog, so he had to support the teeth. However, Feng Yi broke the balance of strength, tried a few moves, and shot his sword with a "Jun Ri" and knocked down his magic weapon. Then, a series of light swords formed a sword formation, transforming into a dragon-like sword energy towards the disciples of the Wanpo Sect!

The long sword energy dragon composed of the "Xuanyang Light Sword" stirred the surrounding trees and bushes into pieces, leaving a trace of more than meter wide and several feet deep on the ground, and then completely swallowed the disciples of the Wan Poison Sect!

At this point, all three disciples of the Demon Sect whose cultivation was only slightly weaker than Feng Yi died.

Feng Yi did not chase the Wild Dog Taoist, but turned back and killed the disciples of the Demon Sect who surrounded the people of Chaoyang Peak one by one. The sword appeared like a dragon, and the aura that was destined to him immediately attracted a young and extraordinary person in the Wandu Sect. He had a pretty face, a divine light, and a gentle and humble smile at the corner of his mouth, but he always gave people a cold and difficult to get close to.

"Why should you make things difficult for ordinary disciples with such cultivation?" the young man said with a smile.

Feng Yi's sword technique kept sneering, "It's all about eliminating demons, how big or small?"

The young man seemed to pause for a moment, shook his head with regret: "I'd better let me give you a few moves." Then he stretched out his hand and made an extra exquisite jade flute, which was placed on his lips and blew gently. The flute sound was not loud, but it had a unique rhythm and unexpected penetration.

Feng Yi's body technique suddenly became certain, and suddenly opened his body a few inches to the side. Then he heard a sharp sound of "sneering" through the air, and an invisible sound blade passed by him and landed on a tree next to him. Feng Yi frowned, and the fairy sword suddenly turned and stabbed in the air again. But with his sword, a roar of insects came from the grass on the ground. Looking closely, a poisonous insect was slashed by his sword energy.

His eyes suddenly showed a little more solemnity. A magic weapon that takes into account both the sound killing technique and the control of poisonous substances, and can also make him so concealed and skilled. This person must not be a nameless person!

"Who is your lord? Do you dare to leave your name?"

The young man smiled faintly and said, "In the Qin Dynasty, Wuyan, the unknown young man in the Holy Church."

Feng Yi's eyes sterned and he slowly said, "It turns out that he is a 'poison god', no wonder he has this ability!"

Qin Wuyan was revealed by his identity, and his eyes could not hide his surprise. However, he had excellent character and returned to calm in his blink of an eye. He still smiled and said lightly: "I didn't expect that my name was just a little name to be able to be yours. I haven't asked for advice yet-"

"Chaoyang Peak Feng Yi!"

Feng Yi had no idea of ​​talking to him, and he expressed his master's name. He immediately inspired the immortal sword. The green light shone on his side and shouted: "Come on!"

"Chorus Chaoyang Peak?"

Qin Wuyan showed a sudden look, no wonder his sword skills were so sharp!

In the battle between the righteous and demons more than a hundred years ago, the Demon Sect suffered heavy losses. The Wandu Sect is one of the main forces of the attack. I don’t know how many of them died at the hands of the fearless Chaoyang Peak disciples. The hatred for Chaoyang Peak disciples in the sect is still circulating even today.

After knowing Feng Yi’s master, how could Qin Wuyan dare to neglect?

Immediately, I played the jade flute, and silent sound blades were hidden in the sound waves to attack Feng Yi. At the same time, there were endless rustling sounds between the plants and trees, but they were terrifying poisonous insects born and raised on Liubo Mountain, driven by Qin Wuyan's secret technique, gathered and attacked Feng Yi.

Among the younger generations, both of them are the best figures in their respective sects. One has a sword energy and the other has a constant sound blade. The poisonous insects attack in secret. In an instant, they fought each other. The two of them used all their ordinary methods, but they were unable to defeat each other.

However, compared with the two, Feng Yi has the upper hand.

The surrounding ground, shrubs and grass were densely filled with poisonous insects.

Now that the test has been completed, Feng Yi activates his magical powers and his body is covered by a "Xuanyan" that is more than a foot thick. No matter how powerful those poisonous insects are, they cannot break through the shield of the true essence Xuanyan with their flesh and blood. Losing the ties of the poisonous insects, Feng Yi goes straight in and goes into Qin Wuyan with a few swords!

Qin Wuyan was shocked and sighed, but he had no choice but to reach into his arms, took out something, looked at Feng Yi with a deep look, and sang in a low voice.

"The beauty is far away, but the lovesickness is bitter; the thoughts are hard to repay."

"Ten years of love and a hundred years of passing through it, and you can't bear to worry about it if you don't kill lovesickness-"

A cold light waved out of his hand and slashed towards Feng Yi!

"Clang~!"

Gold and iron intersect, and several bright sparks burst into pieces.

Feng Yi took a few steps back, stopped his hand a little, looked at Qin Wuyan's hand, felt the huge magical recoil from the sword just now, and said in surprise: "Is this the 'Science-killing' divine dagger? Senior 'Poison God' is really willing to give it up, even this thing is given to you!"

The magic dagger "kills lovesickness", a magic weapon used by the leader of the Wandu Sect!

Judging from the quality and power alone, this thing may not be as good as the magical quality of "Tianya" and "Slaying Dragon". However, it has an attribute that makes people extremely afraid of, that is, the sharp blade contains extremely poison, and those who are in the middle will die immediately, and there is almost no medicine to cure it!

If you really want to cut apart from this object, let alone cut off the "lovesickness" and your soul will be raised to you!

Qin Wuyan's eyes were faint and a smile on his lips: "Brother Feng is so knowledgeable. But since you know its name, you must know its power. Don't be injured next!" Then he walked several steps, his body was elegant, and he waved the "Slaying Acacia" dagger in his hand one after another, slashing at Feng Yi!

"Hmph!" Feng Yi snorted coldly.

Qin Wuyan was cunning, although he was reminding him, why didn’t he put pressure on him secretly?

"If it is the 'Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron', I'm still a little afraid!" Feng Yi sneered, "It's just 'Zhan Xiangsi', are you sure you can hurt me? It's ridiculous!"

Buzz ~!

The invisible momentum was like a torrent bursting around Feng Yi.

The air waves swept through, rolling up all the dust, fallen leaves and even the branches that were cut off during the battle, blowing them farther away.

An extremely sharp sword intent turned into a sword light that was difficult to see directly, covering Feng Yi's body.

then!

Feng Yi's body moved, and it was like lightning in the clouds in the sky, which was incredibly fast and attacked Qin Wuyan!
Chapter completed!