Lan Yue hugged the little fox without any movement, and even the expression on her face did not change. She just quietly looked at the Yuantian Sect in front of her. These people, Fat Brother or Senior Brother Yan, could deal with them alone, she was simply

No need to take action.

"hehe……"

Fat Brother laughed in an unknown way, full of mockery.

Do the disciples of the sect regard the black market in the secret realm as the territory of the sect? They are so brave.

Yan Yueqing's movements were even more straightforward, and he stretched his hand to the side, and the God of Death suddenly appeared beside him.

The dark and unique weapon exudes an unknown aura, but it just appears that it captures everyone's eyes.

This weapon looks very strange!

Yan Leqing reached out and held it on the hilt of the God of Death Scythe. The God of Death Scythe buzzed, and a layer of black halo suddenly rose out, and then it converged back.

Seeing this, Lan Yue's eyes narrowed, and the fit between Senior Brother Yan and the God of Death Scythe became deeper!

"Just fight, don't talk nonsense."

Yan Leqing's voice was cold. Although his eyes were looking at the people from Yuantian Sect, the people he looked at felt that this was a look of contempt and neglect, which was completely provoking them!

When anger comes, you will have much less worries.

Although the people of Yuantian Sect were a little confused when they saw Yan Yueqing's unusual weapon, their anger had completely dispelled their concerns when they heard Yan Yueqing's words.

Since they entered the Yuantian Sect, there has never been such a person who did not give them face to the Yuantian Sect!

Just forget it when you hear their Yuantian Sect’s name, you still have to take out your weapons to fight!

At this moment, everyone in Yuantian Sect snorted coldly.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

The sword in their hands pulled out a sword flower and stabbed towards Lan Yue, the closest to them!

But there was a flash in front of them, and Fat Brother and Yan Yueqing flashed in front of Lan Yue at the same time.

Yan Leqing's death sickle drew a black line of death in the air and walked towards the sword tips of the Yuantian Sect and the others.

Seeing Yan Yueqing's actions, Fat Brother yelled, took a step back, stood beside Lan Yue, wrapped his hands around her chest, and stood there watching the show with Lan Yue.

His idea is the same as that of Lan Yue. If one person can solve things, there is no need to bother two people to take action!

"Cang..."

"Cang..."

"Cang..."

...

In an instant, a few crisp sounds of weapons meeting came, followed by a clanging sound of weapons falling to the ground.

Yan Yueqing turned around and the Death Scythe stood beside him again, while the sharp swords held by the people of Yuantian Sect were all cut off.

Everyone in Yuantian Sect looked at the hilt of the sword in their hands in disbelief: "???"

Their swords are also spiritual weapons. After a single encounter, there was no gap between the other party, and their swords were all broken?

Yan Leqing glanced at them with cold eyes and said two words coldly.

"waste!"

Everyone in Yuantian Sect: "!!!"

They were confused and felt a fire suddenly ignited from their hearts and rushed out of their foreheads.

A flash of his hands again, weapons with different styles and flashing aura suddenly appeared in their hands again.

These weapons are the weapons they really use to!

What's this kid crazy about?

Which one of the walking and cultivation worlds is not many weapons and magic weapons on it!

Destroy their swords, and they have other ones!

This kid must pay the price for his arrogance!

The leader let out a light roar from his mouth, and the seven people quickly changed their formation, as if they had formed a formation, surrounding Lan Yue and the other two.

They also knew the rules of the secret realm black market. Before leaving, the elders of the sect had told them.

Fighting is allowed on the black market, but if something that destroys several forces in the black market and suffers serious losses, the sect cannot save them, so they must restrain themselves.

Therefore, the formation they formed mainly focuses on suppressing the opponent's strength.

With the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Sect, even if the person in front of him is slightly higher than theirs, he is not their opponent in the formation.

Lan Yue and Fat Brother still didn't move.

The death sickle in Yan Leqing's hand was thrown up directly, and then, their figures were no longer visible in the encirclement, and only two shadows, one black and one white, were left to speed on the field.

The speed is too fast, they can't see clearly!

The faces of the Yuantian Sect changed drastically, as if the suppression and production of the formation were of no use to this person!

The weapons in their hands quickly changed from the initial attack posture to the defensive posture, and kept waving, protecting themselves from being exhausted.

"Wow……"

The people on the secret realm black market subconsciously sighed, "It's worthy of being one of their three black market bullies, it's just amazing!"

Everyone was just dazzled and didn't have time to sigh that the weapon among the three dominions in the black market could actually fight by themselves. They couldn't even see the movements of Yan Yueqing and the God of Death Scythe. They could only see that the people of Yuantian Sect were full of confidence from the beginning.

Full, quickly turned into a dead face.

They have encountered a tough problem!

They wanted to send a message to call other fellow disciples, but Yan Yueqing and the God of Death Scythe each of them were entangled with each other. Not to mention taking the time to find the spirit stone to send a message, they didn't even dare to distract themselves!

At this time, they just felt that the fight was so awkward.

If it weren't for the fact that they had to worry about the several forces in the secret black market, how could they have fought so badly?

The formation cannot be made with strong attacks, and its strength must be suppressed. Otherwise, with the remaining power of their fight, even if it is more than enough to flatten several places such as a large trading area.

This also led to their embarrassing situation now. The suppression and production of the formation seemed to have failed. They were beaten by Yan Yueqing, whose cultivation was higher than that of them, so they had no way to fight back at all.

"Ao..."

Suddenly, the people from Yuantian Sect screamed and covered their crotch and bent down, but before they finished screaming, they were kicked ten meters away.

The remaining Yuantian Sect and the others suddenly felt trembling all over, and their formation was broken.

However, at this moment, the people in the secret realm black market subconsciously closed their legs and their lower bodies were chilling. They suddenly felt that the three black market bullies were still quite gentle and reasonable when they were treating them.

At least...not rushing towards their key places!

Fortunately, they are still healthy!

One of the Yuantian Sect hurriedly winked at the others. The secret realm could not be destroyed in the black market, so they would pull the battle situation above!

Ling Sect is all people who can fly in the air. As long as they pull the battlefield above and do not cause damage to the black market in the secret realm, they can exert all their strength. Moreover, when the people from the sect see it, they will also come over to help.

The others understood it intently, and they were on the ground and jumped towards the sky.
Chapter completed!