After Yang Yi landed, he faced Lei Minghua from afar, and Zi Maoba also stopped and stayed between the two.
The place suddenly fell into dead silence.
No one expected that at the last moment, Yang Yi would choose to swap with Liao Yihai, leaving him with the chance to escape.
But for Yang Yi, making this decision is not too difficult, because he still has a war spirit in his body that he can summon. He just has to pay some price. Yang Yi believes that he can fight the purple-haired demon.
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If Liao Yihai is allowed to stay, casualties are likely to occur.
The relationship between Yujianmen, Yunwumen and Yuwumen is not very good. Even if the two of them died in Fuxian Lake, it would be nothing to Yang Yi. They just lost two opponents at the Demon Slayer Pavilion Summit.
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In fact, fellow disciples of the Demon Slayer Pavilion all have conflicts. Even if they fight, it is only in the Demon Slayer Pavilion.
After leaving the Demon Slaying Pavilion, they are from the same sect, and they are disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion with the same spirit.
Those scenes of petty fights in the Demon Slayer Pavilion are not worth mentioning in the face of life and death.
As long as he takes a little risk and saves Liao Yihai, Yang Yi will not hesitate even if there are 10,000 choices left.
At this time, the purple-haired demon also realized that it could not catch up with the black-winged eagle, so it stopped and floated in the air.
A suit made of special material has been baptized for countless years, but it is still intact. The purple hair covers the skin, and the eye sockets are sunken and hollow. Despite this, you can still see what it looks like. The texture on the skin is compared to
The white-haired bull and the green-haired bull are much plumper.
There is even some intelligence.
After Zimao Ba stabilized his body, he immediately faced Lei Hua. It was obvious that he knew that this man's cultivation was even more powerful. As long as he was dealt with, these two people would be his prey.
Lei Minghua stood with his sword in hand, looking directly at him, not losing any momentum.
He did not take Yang Yi as his helper seriously, and at this time he also became determined to fight to the death.
Yang Yi on the side felt that he was being ignored, so he quietly stepped aside.
Then he took out the jade bottle and called softly: "Mr. Jia, it's time for you to wake up."
A hissing sound.
A thick fog slowly flew out of the jade bottle, and then formed a shadow.
"This is...this is the purple-haired scorpion of Fuxian Lake!"
As soon as Jia Haoyan appeared and saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "This job is not ordinary."
"Just go ahead and do it. You won't suffer any loss." Yang Yi said.
Facing a guy who is fast and extremely powerful, of course you have to show your trump card as soon as possible, otherwise you may die if you wait a little longer.
As soon as Jia Haoyan appeared on the stage, the situation on the court suddenly changed drastically.
Originally, a purple-haired monster in the Dharma stage faced Lei Minghua in the Reality stage and Yang Yi in the Illusion stage. It had an absolute advantage and looked at the two prey like a hunter.
But now, as soon as a ghost from the Dharma phase appears, the situation is instantly reversed.
The empty eye sockets of the purple-haired creature seemed to move, and the next second it flashed and dived directly into the woods nearby.
Just ran away?
It seemed that they had left, but none of the three people present were fools. They did not relax their guard because of this. Instead, they became more vigilant around them, for fear that the dead ghost would come back to kill them again.
After a long time, there seemed to be no movement.
Just when Yang Yi relaxed a little, he heard a popping sound from the ground, and a hand covered with purple hair came out of the ground and grabbed his foot.
Seeing this scene, the three of them couldn't help but be shocked, especially Yang Yi.
This magical power is not something that the purple-haired demon can master at all. Unless it still has some memories of its lifetime, it can use this magical power.
Moreover, this purple-haired monster also knows that when it is about to be beaten in a group, it first picks out the opponent's weaknesses and then attacks them one by one.
The weakest person present was naturally Yang Yi.
Then there was a loud rumbling sound in Yang Yi's ears, and the purple-haired demon dragged Yang Yi into the ground. He wanted to take the weakest monk away directly.
Yang Yi, who was dragged underground, suddenly felt suffocated and the friction gradually increased.
At this time, Yang Yi would not sit still and wait for death. He took out the demon talisman he had just obtained and put it on his body. Immediately afterwards, the skin on his body shook, and all the defense and power of the green-haired demon were added to his body.
In this way, friction damage is reduced by most. Otherwise, cultivators with slightly longer and weaker bodies would not be able to withstand such pressure and friction, and would be seriously injured if they were dragged to death like this.
After advancing for less than a breath, a huge sword light penetrated the ground and directly pierced the purple-haired demon.
It's Lei Minghua's sword.
Then a clear voice came: "The confinement radius is five feet."
This is Jia Haoyan's voice.
Following this clear sound, I felt a law coming from somewhere, forcing the purple-haired demon's range of activities to be restricted within five feet.
Over five feet, it was as if he had hit an invisible wall that he couldn't break through.
Immortal Dharma, words and Dharma follow.
With such a simple sentence, Zimao Ba was trapped here. At the same time, Lei Minghua's long sword also stabbed down hard. It seemed that he wanted to give Zimao Ba a chill.
The purple-haired demon also would not sit still and wait for death, and suddenly he let out a roar.
"Ouch..."
The ground shook, the surrounding land undulated, and the mountains in the distance began to shake, as if he was trying to lift the entire mountain.
Jia Haoyan's soul also shook for a while, and it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy.
Immortal magic is not absolute. The so-called fairy magic is like a tool. If the opponent's power increases sharply and the fairy magic energy is insufficient, it can only wait to be cracked.
As a purple king, Jia Haoyan has infinite power, but Jia Haoyan is just a soul. If it continues to be consumed like this, he will not be able to suppress this purple haired demon for too long.
Lei Minghua's Shenxiao Sword Art didn't have much effect on the purple-haired monster. It only hurt its back, but it couldn't damage its roots. Instead, it aroused its fierce look.
In the duel between masters, the lightning and flint changes rapidly.
But the one who was most anxious was Yang Yi. At this moment, he couldn't wait to pick up the golden scale sword and give this guy a hard blow.
But without the blessing of the Haoran Sword, the gap between the Yixiang Stage and the Dharma Stage is like a chasm, not to mention that this is a Dharma Stage purple-haired monster that is always known for its sturdiness.
Not to mention killing it, I'm afraid even the layer of purple hair on its body won't be able to break through.
But Yang Yi did not panic at this time, but calmly thought about how to escape.
At this time, he felt that there seemed to be a rumbling sound on both sides, as if there was a latent force flowing continuously.
He gritted his teeth and picked up the golden scale sword, but it was not the prime minister's bastard, but it was slashed towards the rock wall on the side.
Rumble, a loud noise followed.
Yang Yi concentrated all his lifelong cultivation and suddenly swung his sword, blasting away the thick rock wall in an instant.
Immediately after there was a loud roar, a huge water dragon swallowed him and the purple-haired demon together.
This time he bet correctly.
There are countless underground rivers under the water in Fuxian Lake. Especially when the purple-haired monster went wild just now, the surrounding rock walls had been shaken loose by it.
His roar just now stirred up the entire Fuxian Valley, and even the underground water was affected, as if it was being boiled.
Now he suddenly found a place to vent his anger, and carried an extremely powerful force to wash away the purple-haired monster, but it was still imprisoned by Jia Haoyan's words.
Relying on the impact of the water dragon, Yang Yi successfully broke free from the control of Zi Mao, but his body was rushed by the water dragon to the stone wall on the other side, and finally rushed into an open space.
Yang Yi's mind went blank at this time, because this force grabbed him and threw him into the air, and then hit the ground hard, as if a big hand was pulling him up and down, and he couldn't stop for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but when Yang Yi opened his eyes again, he found that he had left the bottom of the water and was lying in an open space.
This is a cone-shaped grotto-like space with light above it. Flying dust is constantly flying in the light, making it particularly quiet.
Where is this?
Yang Yi sat up suddenly and looked around, then turned around, and his expression changed drastically in a second.
