Hu Yang looked at him disdainfully: "Who will win to death today is not sure! I wonder who gives you the courage to shout loudly?"

The barefoot immortal was furious: "Boy, you are so stubborn that you dare to be so stubborn!"

Hu Yang sneered and said, "The loud voice does not mean that he is capable. Just because you, the bad old man, want to kill me, is simply a joke!"

The barefoot immortal was extremely angry, his hands and feet began to dance, and his mouth was still screaming with a strange sound, as if he was reciting some magic trick.

Sure enough, after reading a few words, he pulled at the Poplar with both hands, and then shouted again: "Get up!"

Hu Yang looked at him calmly, as if he was watching a performance that had nothing to do with him.

Ling Ling was so nervous that her palms were covered in sweat. She felt that under the guidance of the barefoot immortal, the toxins in Poplar's body would immediately attack.

Her mind was already tragic about poplar poisoning.

Both Wu Danu and Chi Fengzi shook their heads and said, "It's this kid who is ungrateful and finds it themselves, and he can't blame anyone."

However, after waiting for a while, everyone did not see any changes in Huyang. They couldn't help but feel a little confused, especially Wu Danu. He asked the barefoot immortal a little impatiently: "How is it?"

Has the poison in this kid's body been attacked?"

The barefoot immortal was sweating profusely and said, "It should have happened. I had already used my skills and activated the toxins in his body, but this kid might still want to use internal force to control it."

Huyang sneered, suddenly raised his legs and walked quickly towards the barefoot immortal.

The latter was a little panicked, holding the hammer handle tightly in both hands, and tremblingly said, "This kid still wants to struggle to death. Wudanu and Chifengzi, come and help quickly, block him first, and don't give him a chance to attack!"

Wu Danu had just suffered the loss of Populus, and now he naturally wanted to get the advantage. He immediately flew forward and rushed to the side of the barefoot immortal, intending to fight side by side with him again.

Chi Fengzi rolled his eyes a few times, but he didn't take action. He might think something was wrong, so he cleverly chose to wait and see.

When Hu Yang rushed up, Ling Ling thought he wanted to die and died with the barefoot immortal, and couldn't help panic.

But when Hu Guang rushed over, the aura around him had instantly become thicker. At this time, the little fairy with Ling Ling's skill was difficult to move at all.

She could only watch Hu Yang approaching the barefoot immortal and Chi Fengzi.

Hiss! The Ruyi golden needle on Huyang's hand was taken out again. As the light flashed, a wave-like golden light immediately scattered towards the barefoot immortal and Wu Danu.

"At this time, how dare you exercise your skills?

Undoubtedly, the destruction accelerated..." Before the barefoot immortal finished speaking, the golden light that Hu Guang smashed out had already pounced in front of the two of them.

He hurriedly raised his hammer and swept over. Wu Danu hurriedly raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and cooperated to meet him! Boom! Boom! Three different energies collided together first, and the space seemed to explode. The strong wind whistled, making Ling Ling almost unable to stand firm. She tried to open her eyes wide, but couldn't see clearly what was happening in the field. She quickly released her spiritual consciousness, but in this violent energy, her spiritual consciousness was actually beaten back.

The world seems to be dark, and the mountains not far away seem to be swaying.

In the air, three human figures were constantly intertwining, one of which was a chic figure shuttled back and forth, and the shadows of sticks around him were weaving, and wherever he passed, a clear and clear scene immediately swept out.

Chi Fengzi became more and more surprised as he looked at it. After all, he was a Daluo Golden Immortal, and no matter his eyesight or spiritual consciousness, he was not comparable to a small immortal like Ling Ling.

He clearly saw that Hu Yang, with his own strength, not only easily gained the upper hand of fighting in the field, but also had the ease of ease.

“Isn’t he injured?

Why do you still act so bravely?”

Chi Fengzi widened his eyes and felt unable to understand. Instead, he thought, how could this be the injured person?

Did he not get hurt at all?

Only this explanation is relatively reasonable! Soon, the explosion in the air stopped, and the smoke in the sky began to slowly overflow around. Ling Ling finally saw that Hu Yang was standing steadily in the air, holding his arms in his chest, but not holding a weapon.

On the other hand, the barefoot Daxian and Wu Danu had their hair messy, as if they had been burned, all curly, and their clothes were torn a lot.

Their faces were a little pale, and blood was overflowing from the corners of their mouths, as if they had suffered serious internal injuries.

The two of them had lost their weapons. Anyway, Ling Ling hadn't seen them clearly, and she was a little confused and didn't understand why the three of them stopped using weapons.

Although Poplar looks calm and looks good, this does not mean that he won.

So Ling Ling quickly asked, "Huyang, are you okay?"

Hu Yang said: "It's okay, I thought they were difficult to deal with. So that's it. I don't need to call the Black Mist Elf to come out and help."

Ling Ling couldn't help but ask again: "Is it really that relaxed?

Poplar, don’t lie to me!”

Hu Yang looked at her and seemed to be saying, "What's the point of lying to you?"

When he turned around, he took out his dagger and took all the black fog elves in, as if he was cleaning up the battlefield and preparing to evacuate.

The barefoot immortal and Wu Danu were both like sculptures, staring blankly in the air.

Chi Fengzi hesitated whether to go forward. In the end, he did not move. If the two of them were really defeated, then he would definitely not be Hu Yang's opponent when he went up alone.

No matter how he defeated Barefoot Daxian and Wu Danu, in short, he must have sufficient reasons.

At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed in the air not far away, and then a gray-yellow shuttle flew out from it, as if it had crossed time and space.

Hu Yang glanced at him and said to himself, someone is here.

Ling Ling shouted loudly: "Father, you finally brought your troops."

It turned out that there was an obvious mark on the yellow shuttle. At the Fangshan Mountain of Lingtai, Hupogon that Hupoda had seen such marks. Of course, the person who came was from the Ling family.

Soon, a total of 500 soldiers flew out of the yellow shuttle.

They rushed out quickly and surrounded the barefoot immortal and Wu Danu, as if they had formed a ball.

They were wearing all-colored black armor, holding shields in one hand and short swords in the other, and they looked extremely well-trained.

Three more people walked out of the yellow shuttle. The person in charge was Ling Xiaofeng. He looked around and shouted majestically: "Who dares to bully my daughter! Don't you want to be in this eighth heaven?"

Ling Ling called out "father", but did not lean over. A trace of complaint flashed in her eyes, and she muttered again: "You are so slow! This battle has been completed."

"Are you finished?"

Ling Xiaofeng was a little surprised. He looked up and down at Hu Yang and said, "It seems that he is not seriously injured, right?"

Ling Ling, tell me who was fighting with whom just now?"
Chapter completed!