A white jade-like hand reached out and casually opened the door curtain, and a richly dressed young man walked out slowly with an indifferent expression, standing on the back of the lion and dragon.
The whole place was silent. At this moment, Yin Shiyu was like an emperor who was worshiped by all the people, with a scornful expression on the world. Even the three ranked masters could only look up to him.
There was an eerie silence in the scene once again, as if everyone was waiting for the young master who belonged to the evil path, but was widely rumored to be indistinguishable between the enemy and ourselves, to tell him his intentions.
"I'm not targeting anyone. I'm saying that everyone here is rubbish!"
The mountain wind brought a small sound, and in this shocking silent scene, it was like the fuse of explosives was set off.
Two gold, one red, and three rays of light are burning at the same time as if they have a common tacit understanding. Like three lightning flashes at the same time, the target is Yinshiyu.
Young masters from both the good and evil factions now regard him as their enemy.
Especially Tu Lie, who, like Yin Shiyu, is actually an evil cultivator, but at this moment, he also launched a fierce attack on Yin Shiyu.
Yin Shiyu's face sank. He never expected that these three guys would ignore the rules of the world and swarm him!
There was secret hatred in his heart. He could no longer maintain the empty, lonely and cold demeanor just now. The black energy around him surged, and a trace of resentment flashed through his heart.
Those words that made people angry were not his own. The three young masters would not fail to understand this fact.
But the three people actually used these words as a cue to launch a surprise attack on him, obviously with the intention of killing him. This made him even more angry.
He secretly vowed to rip off the instigator, but at the same time, he also understood that no one of the three was his opponent.
"However, the three of them joined forces..." A dark light suddenly flashed across his eyes.
There are few people who are born prominent but low-key, not to mention the Yin Shiyu who considers herself to be the best in talent, talent and skills.
Why is his limelight always overshadowed by people like Lei Xinggang and Murong Xumu? In what way are they better than me?
Even Shui Yunyu, who is also a ghost cultivator, is regarded as far superior to him as the number one among the younger generation of ghost cultivators.
Yes, his ranking in the qualifying battle was only 101 and not among the top 100, but that was because he lost to Xue Wentian, who was ranked 75.
He already has the strength of a hundred strong people!
At this moment, in full view of countless cultivators of the good and evil paths, if we can fight one against three.
His fame and strength will spread throughout the cultivation world immediately.
Therefore, even in the face of three strong young men joining forces...
"I want to try it too."
Yin Shiyu's body was covered in black light, and a cold black mist suddenly spread out.
In an instant, the sound of ghost cries echoed through the sky!
Chen Shushu looked at Wang Chen with dull eyes, speechless. He never thought that this casual cultivator he met on the road would be like a disaster star, suddenly saying such terrifying words.
Even though he thought about it day and night, he didn't watch the amazing scene where the four masters fought against each other.
Turning around silently, Chen Shushu opened the bushes on the side. Amidst the rustling sounds, Wang Chen watched helplessly as he dragged a tail and disappeared into it like a big mouse.
Xiaoyao only came back to her senses at this moment, with a face full of panic. She stretched out her hands to pinch Wang Chen's neck and shook it like crazy, shouting: "Wang Chen! Don't you want to live anymore? How dare you say they are all trash!"
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Wang Chen didn't even look at Xiao Yao, his entire mind was already focused on the four masters who were fighting fiercely in mid-air.
In his hand were two fire beads taken from Murong Xumu. These were his trump cards.
From a psychological point of view, people are good at association. In many cases, human imagination can make up many things even without language.
In the situation that was about to break out just now, Yin Shiyu's pomp and demeanor was arrogant to all living beings. Even though everyone knew that the direction of his voice was wrong, they were more willing to take it for granted that these words of ridicule came from Yin Shiyu's mouth.
To put it bluntly, someone really came to cause trouble for him, and Wang Chen, who held the fire orb in his hand, was already prepared to fight to the death.
Fortunately, he made the right bet. No one cared about a person who had lost all his breath and whose direction was erratic.
In addition to Li Xun, Tu Lie and Kuang Monk are all masters of close combat. Tu Lie turned into a strange red shadow, and the sounds of dragons and tigers roaring constantly came from between his fists and feet, and the strength of strange beasts surged.
The inheritance of the mad monk is even more dazzling. It is a huge golden Buddha statue, as if it has life, and it is fiercely attacking Yin Shiyu.
The sky was gradually covered by black mist, and countless green ghost claws poked out from it, grabbing at the three of them.
Those ghost claws were skinny, but extremely long. The nails of each ghost claw were as sharp as a blade, green and poisonous. They opened their teeth and claws to face Tu Lie's Heavenly Demon Hundred Split Fist and the Mad Monk's golden Buddha statue.
Use one enemy and two generals to block it.
Boom boom boom!
Above the sky, there were constant roars, and all kinds of real power danced and exploded.
In an instant, both sides exchanged several moves. Yin Shiyu was one against two, and was not losing at all.
At this time, a golden qi sword came with terrifying sword energy and slashed wildly. It was Li Xun who slashed out from a distance.
The sword light rose up in the wind, turning into a huge golden sword and falling with a crash.
In the black mist, countless ghost claws squirmed. Yin Shiyu seemed to know that this sword was extraordinary. He made a seal with his hand. As the black mist squirmed, several ghost claws hugged each other, and then merged into one huge ghost claw and grabbed it.
That air sword.
"Boom!" Between the loud noises, waves of air shot out.
The qi sword shattered suddenly, and the scattered true power was scattered in all directions, and part of it was inserted diagonally into the ground. It was like a rain of swords, causing the surrounding cultivators to flee in panic.
And the huge ghost claw also became broken, slowly squirming and blending into the black mist.
With the power of one person, he can resist three masters!
Sensing the shocked eyes around him, Yin Shiyu was very happy. He sneered and said proudly: "How can the inheritance of your three sects be compared with that of my Jiyin Sect?"
In Wang Chen's eyes, this scene of one against three suddenly gave rise to the feeling of three heroes fighting Lu Bu. "This Yin Shiyu is so powerful, how can I wait for an opportunity to kill him?"
The ranked masters are all arrogant people, not to mention the young masters in the ranking. Li Xun snorted coldly, and an afterimage like his golden shadow suddenly broke apart behind him and turned into countless golden threads and disappeared.
In the air, at the same time, the countless bursts of real power actually condensed into countless small air swords, making sharp breaking wind sounds and stabbing towards the Yin Master Jade like a stream of light and drizzle.
Wang Chen has never seen anyone able to control so many flying swords. This is simply like the magical power of the legendary foundation-building cultivator.
Is this the power of inheritance?
The ghosts in the sky cried more violently, black mist billowed all over Yin Shiyu's body, and the ghost hands were densely packed like unwilling souls in the River Styx. From a distance, they looked like countless disgusting tentacles heading towards those flying swords.
The roaring sound continued.
Countless ghost hands encountered the sun-blocking air sword, rushing forward like dead soldiers trapped in a battle formation.
The Qi Swords dissipated piece by piece, and countless ghost hands turned into a burst of green smoke, but countless more appeared in an instant as if they were cut inexhaustibly, heading towards the remaining Qi Swords.
Three consecutive waves of ghost hands finally destroyed all the countless qi swords.
At this time, Yin Shiyu's black mist had been compressed to less than a foot away from him.
Li Xun's golden light dimmed. It was obvious that this wave of energy sword consumed a lot, and the golden light shadow behind him had also been exhausted.
As usual, it would be difficult for him to resist the Yin Master Yu who was pursuing him at this moment.
But at this moment, besides Li Xun, there are two lunatics who are eyeing him!
A vast roar of dragons resounded through the sky, Tu Lie bowed like an arrow, and his whole body turned into a blood-red dragon head that struck at Yinshiyu like a meteor.
In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of your eyes.