The sky above the treasure island was calm. Suddenly, two huge sandstorms rolled up the surrounding sand and gravel, moving wildly. At the same time, they kept throwing out a series of embarrassed women.

Five female disciples of Fengxiao Peak fell out of the sandstorm and hit the ground. The chest was shaking violently, blood squirted, and fainted.

Then, Yi Qixuan stepped into the air with a step, and the powerful martial emperor's energy condensed on his body, forming a huge golden magic image. He stretched out his palm and slapped Xu Yuanxi and another Fengxiaofeng disciple away.

Boom boom-!

When the two fell to the ground, Xu Yuanxi also groaned in pain.

"Junior Sister Lin, Junior Sister Lin!" Xu Yuanxi immediately got up and shouted loudly despite his injuries.

She gave Junior Sister Lin a blood-red pill to the dying one, and luckily heal her wounds.

"Senior Sister Xu, tell Senior Sister quickly, you can leave together! We can't stop the Martial Emperor!" Junior Sister Lin said in a very weak tone.

"It's too late!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came out, and two huge sand storms scattered, Yi Qixuan, wearing a golden robe, flew over and grabbed Qi Yuanjun with one hand.

"Senior Sister!"

Xu Yuanxi shouted angrily.

More than 30 Fengxiao Peak disciples died at least ten, and the rest were all seriously injured. Although they could still choose to escape, Yi Qixuan would not give them any chance.

Yi Qixuan used his five fingers to squeeze Qi Yuanjun's snow-white neck and swollen Qi Yuanjun's cheeks, "Now, do you regret it?"

Qi Yuanjun reluctantly used his last strength to spit out a few words: "If you want to kill, you will kill!"

Naturally, Yi Qixuan would not talk nonsense with some young and beautiful juniors, and even killed these female disciples. Even if the old Phoenix from Fengxiaofeng came to settle the score with him, he would not be afraid at all.

Yi Qixuan pinched his five fingers, and his true energy was like a knife, and he was about to cut Qi Yuanjun's throat.

A figure in black suddenly jumped out behind him, holding a sword and slashing the back of his head.

"It's still affectionate and righteous!"

Yi Qixuan knew that Ye Wuzong was back, but he didn't care at all, because he could kill Qi Yuanjun first, and then use his true energy to protect his body and shake Ye Wuzong away.

However, the next moment, his fingertips suddenly became cold.

A black sword light shot into the air in front of his eyes.

His wrist hurt, Qi Yuanjun lost his balance and fell to the ground. Ye Wujin reached out to hug her in time and took her back suddenly.

"How is this possible? He clearly set the sword from behind me." Yi Qixuan narrowed his eyes.

"Why are you back?" Qi Yuanjun looked at Ye Wuzong, not caring about the boy hugging him, but asked angrily.

"It's all your business..." Ye Wuzong let go of his hand and still did not give Qi Yuanjun any good expression.

"You!" Qi Yuanjun was very moved, but after Ye Wuzong said this, she evoked her inner anger again.

"Senior Brother Ye!" Xu Yuanxi was very happy to see Ye Wuzong again. She knew that Senior Brother Ye must be a person who values ​​love and friendship.

Ye Wujin glanced at the beautiful and charming female disciple and handed her the fifteen fifth-grade earth-level spirit-recovering pill with rich blood.

Xu Yuanxi hurriedly took it and then surrendered to the seriously injured junior sisters around him.

Ye Wuzong glanced at Yi Qixuan and said, "His target is me, you guys go quickly."

Qi Yuanjun naturally knew that Ye Wuzong was coming back to save them. He felt quite warm inside, but he was unforgivable: "Don't show off. Although your swordsmanship is powerful, he is the vice president of the Holy Academy. If you stay, there is only one way to die."

Ye Wuzong said: "Without you and these girls being in the way, maybe I could escape unscathed."

Qi Yuanjun said coldly: "Boy, has your mouth always smelly?"

Ye Wuzong didn't want to continue to entangle, so he said coldly: "Let's go..."

"But Senior Brother Ye!" Xu Yuanxi wanted to stop Ye Wuzong, because no matter what, they all knew that Ye Wuzong would not survive under Yi Qixuan.

Qi Yuanjun saw Ye Wuzong's eyes, nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, not allowing Xu Yuanxi to continue talking. In the end, she led everyone with her: "Let's go!"

Xu Yuanxi didn't want to leave, but she knew that staying was also a hindrance, so she left reluctantly.

From beginning to end, Yi Qixuan did not stop him.

The sandstorm calmed down.

On this vast and open plain, only Ye Wuzong and Yi Qixuan were left.

Ye Wuzong released his soul and explored the movements around him. Within a radius of dozens of miles, there were no other enemies or monsters...

"You are right. My goal is you. It is not just for revenge, but for bringing you back to the Shenhuang Lun Sect." Yi Qixuan said suddenly.

"Yeah, okay..." Ye Wuzong waved the Senluo Sword.

Just now, he wanted to use the Senluo Sword to ask about this high-level martial emperor, but unfortunately he was interrupted by Qi Yuanjun and others.

Ye Wuzong's goal is actually very simple. If you can't kill Yi Qixuan, you will at least drag him to a serious injury. As for how to drag him, he already has a plan in his heart.

At this time, Yi Qixuan walked slowly towards Ye Wujin, and as he walked, his pace was faster.

Ye Wuzong also walked towards Yi Qixuan at the same time, and as he walked, his pace gradually became faster.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

"One sword of a hundred kings!"

Ye Wuzong took the lead in taking action, and hundreds of shadows appeared around him like countless clones, instantly gathered together, turning into a little black sword light!

It was too fast, and it stabbed Yi Qixuan directly into the eyebrows.

Ye Wuzong's sword had stabbed Yi Qixuan, so Yi Qixuan didn't dare to be careless, even though the other party was a junior.

Yi Qixuan drew lines with his left and right hands, and two true qi lines floated out, and countless true qi lines burst out in an instant, rushing towards this sword light.

But the next moment, Ye Wuzong suddenly changed his trick.

His figure flashed and appeared above Yi Qixuan's right side. The Senluo Sword slashed out a black flame, and the picture was frozen. The next moment, he appeared in the upper left side of Yi Qixuan, and the Senluo Sword slashed out a black mist.

The next moment, he appeared behind Yi Qixuan at some point, cut across and slashed towards Yi Qixuan's waist.

At the last moment, Ye Wujin used a sliding shovel and stabbed Yi Qixuan's life root with a sword...

Another wonderful use of the Hundred Kings’ sword - the Hundred Kings’ sword!

This is the sword move of the Yan ancestor who even Yan Shun had not realized.

Looking from the other side, five Ye Wuzong appeared in Yi Qixuan's five directions, and each slashed at him with his sword.

It seems like a painting.

The people in the picture began to move.

"Thousands of machines lead to the flow of true energy!"

Yi Qixuan felt the danger. He had never seen such a magical sword technique. He had a flash in front of him, five directions and five vital points, all of which were locked by Ye Wuzhi's Senluo Sword.

Therefore, his body suddenly shook, and he used the thousand-machine guide to build a turbulent flow of true energy in the void, like a small storm, forming a defense and circling around him.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom-!
Chapter completed!