At this moment, Feng Yiyi's eyes were closed, her face was cold, and her man and her sword stood up, with a huge momentum, like a god of killing.

She was covered in blood, but it was obviously left by her opponent.

Within five meters of her body, there seemed to be an invisible heaven, which made the besieged people dare not step beyond the line.

Fang Yi was shocked to see it.

In Taixuan Sect, everyone knows that Feng Yiyi is definitely not just as simple as the surface.

However, at this moment, Fang Yi truly realized that no matter how good or how powerful he was, he might not be able to find a second one in the outer sect.

The thieves around Wanjun Mountain were extremely afraid and dared not attack again.

At this time, a man with a scar on his face raised his hand and waved his hand. More than a dozen Wanjunshan thieves ran around Feng Yiyi and the others quickly, obviously trying to deliberately create movement and interfere with Feng Yiyi's senses.

Feng Yiyi frowned slightly and carefully identified her ears.

Suddenly, four figures attacked Feng Yiyi at the same time, with extremely fast speed. According to Fang Yi's judgment, his cultivation level was at least tenth level of the Spirit Sea.

Four swords attack Feng Yiyi from four different directions, and the move was fatal.

Fang Yi was anxious and wanted to remind him, but the other party had many people, which was tantamount to seeking death.

Just when Fang Yi didn't know what to do, Feng Yiyi moved.

Her whole body was like a mountain, and the air around her seemed to be driven by her every move. Her thick sword energy slashed down with an unparalleled murderous intent.

The person facing him was shocked and wanted to avoid him but it was too late, so he quickly blocked the sword.

boom!

Suddenly, the man flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood.

This heavy blow directly hit him dozens of meters away. The force was so powerful that Fang Yi couldn't help but be amazed.

It seemed that Feng Yiyi was holding not a sword, but a copper hammer.

Fang Yi couldn't help but be curious about what kind of martial arts Feng Yi had practiced and why his power was so perverted.

After Feng Yiyi knocked away one person, her figure almost stopped at all and she slapped another sword.

The sword hit the other person directly on the head.

The man was obviously a little trembling with a look of fear on his face. Before Feng Yiyi's sword arrived, he was already deflated, but he still did not forget to resist the sword.

Bang!

This sword directly smashed the man's sword and finally fell on his head.

In an instant, his head burst out like a watermelon that had been beaten to pieces, and blood and brain matter were scattered all over the ground, scaring the people around him to retreat.

The other two men lost their shots and left the battlefield early.

In just a moment, four people launched an attack at the same time, one died and one was injured, and this was when the other party was disturbed.

The thieves of Wanjunshan were obviously scared and were reluctant to launch another attack, but they had no intention of quitting.

Fang Yi couldn't help but worry. If he continued to waste like this, it would obviously be detrimental to Feng Yiyi.

She must always keep her spirits highly concentrated, otherwise she will not know when a sword will burst out.

But these people have not left, and Fang Yi doesn't know what to do.

At this time, two more men came in front of them. The two men were obviously prepared, each holding a few bows and arrows.

"Damn it!"

Fang Yi couldn't help but curse, no wonder these people didn't move for a long time, it turned out that they were waiting for this.

With bows and arrows, no matter how powerful Feng Yiyi is, she may not be able to protect herself, let alone the few disciples of Taixuan Sect behind her. Moreover, after a long time, Feng Yiyi may be in danger.

no!

Fang Yi was very anxious and had to find a way, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

After looking at the scar man in the crowd, Fang Yi frowned slightly.

This man is obviously the leader of this group of people. If he is killed, can it work?

Fang Yi quickly denied this idea. Although he wanted to capture the king first, even if he took down the other party, he would not only not save a few people, but he would also have to pay his life.

The only feasible way at the moment is to rush into the formation and pass the Seven Star Steps to Feng Yiyi. Only Feng Yiyi can come out of the formation, and these people probably don’t see enough.

But there were more than a dozen people around here, so it was not easy to rush in.

However, the situation was critical and Fang Yi could not hesitate.

At that moment, Fang Yi made up his mind and carefully detoured the back of the Scar Man. In this encirclement, there was the largest gap here and the most likely to rush into. Although the Scar Man may be extremely strong, Fang Yi had to take a risk.

"Is that a stinky girl, let me see how powerful you can be."

The scar man took the bow and arrow at this time and was about to shoot.

At this time, Fang Yi suddenly rushed out from behind him, like a tiger going down the mountain, with an extremely fast speed.

The scar man was extremely alert and reacted instantly, but he saw that Fang Yi was the only one, and he couldn't help but look stunned.

"Idiot, it turns out he was a death-sending person."

The scar man's face turned cold, and the stringy bow and arrow were about to shoot at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi had already drawn his sword first, and the blue sword shadow sprayed out a blue sword energy, like a pillar of air, and the cold aura spread endlessly, like the arrival of the Ice Age, and the moisture in the air seemed to have frozen at this moment, turning into tiny ice slags.

"Sword Intention!"

The scar man was shocked, his face changed drastically, and he felt his whole body stiffen, and the bow and arrow in his hand were removed from the strings.

The arrow was extremely fast, passing through layers of ice slag, fleeting in a flash, but obviously lost its accuracy and whistled through Fang Yi's ear.

Very dangerous!

Fang Yi said intimately.

The eight spiritual vortexes in the body were running at the same time, making the feet faster.

The scar man instantly came back from the shock, looking angry. Obviously, the arrow just now made him feel extremely humiliated.

"Die it for me!"

The scar man abandoned his bow and slashed it down. A domineering momentum arose in vain, and a huge sword aura poured down like a waterfall.

Fang Yi was shocked. The power of this knife was obviously beyond his expectations.

The scar man's cultivation level is at least at the eleventh level of the Spirit Sea.

Faced with this knife, how dare Fang Yi dared to take it? He quickly rolled on the spot and barely avoided it.

boom!

The knife energy fell, and a half-inch-deep groove formed on the ground instantly, extending away.

Fang Yi's face changed slightly, without any doubt. If this sword fell on him, his life would be lost.

Seeing that the scar man missed the attack, he instantly swung another knife, which was a bit stronger than before.

Fang Yi was shocked and gently stroked the long sword in his hand. The vast sword energy swept away like a wave, and waves of air burst out like mountain torrents, pouring thousands of miles away.

After his cultivation level broke through to the eighth level of the Spirit Sea, although Fang Yi's ninth level waves were still stacked with four waves, his combat power was countless times stronger.

Rumble!

The blue air waves gradually could not bear the huge sword energy and disintegrated inch.

Fang Yi felt his chest sink, his mouth feels sweet, and his body flew backwards.

But the direction is Feng Yiyi and the others.

Fang Yi was immediately overjoyed, and he used the force to rush towards Feng Yiyi quickly.

At this moment, Feng Yiyi suddenly moved, and the violent heavy sword hit Fang Yi directly, unstoppable.

Obviously she sensed someone approaching, but mistakenly thought it was an enemy.
Chapter completed!