Dao Ren Gao stepped on the mysterious light, but his face was gloomy. He pointed behind him and said to Bao Dingheng: "Brother Bao, if you don't take action, I and these two fellow Taoists will leave at most. I see how you end up!"

Bao Dingheng's heart was shaking. He really wanted Taoist Gao and Zhang Yan to fight first, but now it seemed that Li Yuanba's strength seemed to be better than before. Daoist Gao alone could not deal with it.

He frowned secretly, thinking that he didn't know where such a person came out of, so powerful, why hadn't he heard of it before? He bowed and said, "Fellow Dao Dao, don't worry, my brothers and sisters should take action. When I need to work together, I will discuss other things in addition to this staff."

Taoist Gao snorted and looked at him with his eyes, but he never wanted to do it first, looking like he clearly distrusts him.

Bao Dingheng was unhappy, but he knew that it was not the time to compete for his intentions, so he gave Fang He a wink.

Fang He immediately understood and pointed at the bottom and scolded Zhang Yan: "Junior, how dare you say such a big talk! Don't rely on your body as hard as iron and you will be unscrupulous. Let's try to take my sword!"

He slapped his waist, and the magic sword hanging there was a "clang" sound, deshewn out, turning into a stream of light and slashing down.

The sword came to Zhang Yan, Fang He raised his eyebrows, a cunning smile appeared on his face, and he secretly pinched the magic trick. When the magic sword shook, the green light emitted from the sword, and suddenly dissipated, it turned into two thin green lights and shot towards Zhang Yan's eyes.

Fang He thought that this move made Gao Miao, and he was shot in a very close place, and he could always catch Zhang Yan off guard.

He also knew that even if the cultivator was blinded by his eyes, if he could not penetrate his mind, the other party would just need to use the mysterious skills and would be as intact as before in a short while.

But the cultivators fought each other and had a chance to fight. As long as Zhang Yan showed a little flaw, his brother and his brother were not without the means to kill demons and eliminate demons. They had their own masterful tricks to greet them later.

Bao Dingheng saw Fang He's sword move viciously. He had never seen it before, and he couldn't help but feel alert in his heart. But at the same time, he was also staring at the two sword lights, holding the magic sword in his hand, hoping that he could use his killer moves with one blow.

Zhang Yan slightly turned his head, and was about to flash by, but he found that the two green lights seemed to be spiritual. They also deflected as his head swung, and they were still coming to his eyes.

At this moment, he could see clearly that these two green lights were actually just two shuttles as thin as a cicada's wings and about two fingers wide. Only in order to change and turn freely in extremely subtle places, he didn't know what method Fang He used to cover it away his true appearance, making people think it was a flying sword from the outside.

If a monk who is a cultivator here with an ordinary strength is afraid that he will suffer a loss immediately.

However, Zhang Yan smiled disdainfully. He shouted coldly, and a Taiyi Xuan light came out from his mouth. He grinded the spiritual energy on these two blue shuttles, and in the blink of an eye it turned into two ordinary objects. Another flash, and it turned into a piece of smoke and ashes scattered.

In the air, the few people saw a golden light flying out, flashing and shrinking, and the two green lights went where they went. When they were surprised, Fang He felt a pain in his heart and a salty and fishy surge in his throat. In order to avoid being embarrassed, he swallowed it quickly, but there was only a trace of it overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He hurriedly raised his sleeves and wiped it, looking extremely embarrassed, but he was secretly shocked in his heart. He didn't know what method Zhang Yan had used.

Zhang Yan took a move, and the two golden hammers flew from afar, surrounded by their side, stepped under their feet, and clouds rose up, soaring into the sky, heading straight for these people.

When everyone saw him coming fiercely, they hurriedly separated, but they did not fly around, but they occupied one direction and vaguely surrounded him in the middle.

Taoist Gao stepped on the mysterious light and stretched his body out dozens of feet away. He first glanced at the position where Taoist Bao and Fang He stood, and felt certain. Then he took out a copper seal from his sleeve, started to sacrifice, and said, "Shock!"

The copper seal flipped in the air, facing Zhang Yan with a word, and suddenly made a loud noise, like a golden drum, hammering the gong and cymbals, and a lightning light flew out and slashed towards Zhang Yan very quickly.

Seeing that he was coming quickly, Zhang Yan raised his double hammers and went up to him. He heard a trembling sound of "Ka" and although he shook the lightning, his body also shook.

Taoist Gao led the magic trick and activated the treasure one after another. Thunder lightning strikes out one after another on the copper seal.

He shouted: "Fellow Daobao, I have already released the thunder-striking seal. I can temporarily restrain this staff. You must not be lenient at this moment, kill him quickly."

Bao Dingheng knew that it was best to deal with a cultivator with a sword, but it was extremely difficult to seize the right opportunity. However, they were crowded and the situation still had the upper hand. They could gather the strength of several people present to attack, slowly grind away Zhang Yan's sharp energy, and then try to kill him.

He didn't hesitate at the moment, took out the octagonal sword plate and took it in front of him, and then activated the mysterious light of the white tiger's body to the extreme. He shouted softly and pointed it on the sword plate.

With the inspiration, the magic weapon was trembling suddenly and flew out. With just a swirl, the golden aura suddenly burst into the sky and condensed into more than a hundred cold air and shot. The bleak and solemn sword of Qi broke through the flying leaves and fell branches and strangled down.

Seeing this, Fang He was excited and shouted: "Senior Brother, I'll help you!"

He also shook his sleeves and flew out a black-colored sword plate without edges. Then he sucked in air, luring the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​qi, and then sprayed three times in succession. The sword plate suddenly seemed to be swept by strong wind, spinning like a gyro, making a buzzing sound, rolling up countless fine blue sword lights.

He started to move downwards, and a sword energy like drizzle suddenly fell.

Although the two people standing behind Gao Daoren had a weaker cultivation, their vision was not bad, and they also saw the opportunity.

They knew that it was the best time to take action. The Taoist in white robe suddenly opened his eyes and started eating. He raised his middle fingers and closed them together, muttering words in his mouth. The mysterious light on his head flowed down like mercury, gathering his fingertips bit by bit, and finally turned into a wandering white rainbow. He pointed forward again, and the white rainbow suddenly turned into a rainbow and flew out, and also went to Zhang Yan to strike.

The last man was a loose cultivator who was not able to treasure or had a killer move. He knew that it was the momentum of siege at this moment, so he could not breathe this breath. He could only be cruel and bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on his own crane-mouthed magic weapon. The object suddenly became full of energy and twisted continuously, as if he was about to fly away.

But after using this method, his face turned pale, as if he had too much loss of essence, he didn't care about doing more. He took a breath, relaxed his hand, and said, "Go!" and threw the magic weapon down.

The four of them started from all sides, all without leaving any effort.

They thought that under the restraint of Taoist Gao, they could not kill Li Yuanba at once. Under the attacks of the four of them took turns, the subsequent attacks could continue and always drag him to the moment he was exhausted. At that time, it was the time when Li Yuanba was defeated.

Although a cultivator of power can use the mysterious skill to restore his own injuries, it depends entirely on his own energy. If the energy is consumed too much, once he is unable to succeed, he will not be much stronger than a cultivator of Qidao at that time, and he can also use ordinary means to kill him.

But although they have a good idea, they can't guess Zhang Yan at all.

Seeing that each of the killer moves fell from each other, Zhang Yan's eyes burst out with a cold light, and shouted loudly, flapped his sleeves, and rushed out of the top door. His five fingers opened, and suddenly turned into ten feet in size. He blocked up like a giant hand supporting the sky, and then dissipated the lightning light emitted by the Gao Dao Ren from the lightning seal. Then he blocked it back and forth in the whistling sound. No matter where the sword light rainbow flew, he took it all, without any leakage.

All four of them were stunned. They didn't expect that Li Yuanba would use such a move, and his momentum stagnated.

Bao Daoren seemed to think that he had heard of this Taoist technique somewhere. He frowned and secretly exclaimed: "Is this the Qingyu Sect's 'Xuanhuang Dragon Capture Hand'?"

Xuanhuang's big hand can attack and defend, and it will be shaken away. As long as the essence of Wu and Ji is filled, it will never be exhausted.

On that day, the three disciples under Tao Zhenren relied on this method to block the siege of cultivators who were several times more than him. Therefore, although this method was not famous before, it was known to the monks in Donghuazhou since the battle for the Immortal Palace from the outer sea.

Bao Dingheng suddenly realized something was wrong. This Li Yuanba was not only a powerful monk, but also a Qida monk. He was not at all inferior to his siege in front of him. Such a person was also a first-class true disciple in the Xuanmen Sect. If he was placed under the emerging sect of Qingyu Sect, he might be a Tao Zhenhong's personal disciple. Now that he entered Qingcun Mountain, the Taihao Sect, how could he not have the means to protect his life?

But Li Yuanba never used any earth-shaking means, and it seemed that he still had a backup plan. With this idea, Bao Dingheng secretly kept his mind and took some energy back, and no longer rushed and attacked like he had just now.

But the other people, including Fang He, had not seen it for a while. But after they paused, Zhang Yan took the opportunity to activate Xuanhuang's big hand, opened and stretched out the hand, grabbed it upwards, and turned around in an instant.

Seeing that his power was so powerful that the five people in the sky dared not resist his attack. They all turned into light and left and dodged.

However, the disguised cultivator was spewing out a lot of essence and blood, so when he dodged, his figure was a beat slower than usual. He was accidentally blown by the palm wind and fell down in the clouds.

Zhang Yan would not miss this opportunity? Xuan Huang swept over and slapped him out of the air and vomited blood. Then he reached out and grabbed the man in his hand.

The man was terrified and waited for a request to forgive him, but before he could shout for a while, Zhang Yan's mind was already turning. Xuanhuang's five fingers suddenly closed, and his palms clenched hard. He could hear a numb and squeeze sound of the scalp. The man was pinched into a piece of minced meat that could not return to his previous shape.

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Chapter completed!