Two of them fell into a doomed situation during the flyby and were killed on the spot. However, three of them successfully passed through the dangerous place under the guidance of the bone mirror and came to Yang Di and the others.
"Hey! Three little kids, hand over your things and I won't embarrass you!"
One of the three old men licked his lips and smiled. After struggling for a long time, they were the first to succeed.
Although these three people showed a negotiable attitude, the eyes they looked at Yang Di were obviously cold and cold.
Not long ago, Yang Di alerted those powerful monsters and caused them a lot of trouble. The people in Yuluo Palace suffered a lot of losses. Now these people are angry and will not let Yang Di go regardless of whether they submit or not.
Yang Di and the other three looked at each other and took action directly without any hesitation.
"Stubborn!"
The three old men in Yuluo Palace showed disdain in the face of the three people's offensive.
However, the next moment, Yang Di and the others showed strange smiles, suddenly turned around, and swept towards the front.
"not good!"
The three Yuluo Palace old men looked shocked, and suddenly felt cold from head to toe, sensing that a terrible crisis was coming.
boom!
But it was already too late. Less than a second after Yang Di and the others left, the black liquid suddenly erupted again in the area.
"ah!"
The three powerful Yuluo Palace old men immediately lost all means of retreat, screamed miserably in the black jet, and fell into a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Ling and the people around him turned pale, and the people who came from other parties also felt chilled.
Obviously, the three old men fell into the trap again. That place was not safe. The three thieves were deliberately stopped there, and then triggered a killing spree, trapping and killing three strong men who had cultivated their skills.
"Hmph! Let's see how long you can jump!"
After coming back to his senses, Xiao Ling's expression was grim. His repeated defeats made him, the usually calm young master, a little unbearable.
"Be careful, those three little thieves are very cunning!"
Among the Xuanming Sect's team participating in the operation, the old man who took the lead said coldly, also for fear of encountering the same crisis.
And here, Yang Di and the three people who escaped the killing blow in time were panting. The move they just completed was very beautiful, but the same situation will probably be difficult to repeat in the future.
Soon after, the strong men from the Xuanming Sect and the Black Valley caught up with them at the same time. Yang Di and the three of them fought fiercely and were unable to match them. At the critical moment, the fat man Lu Yufan used a secret method to change the Feng Shui pattern and cut off the escape route, so that the three of them could escape.
Escaped the trap.
But similar situations continued to occur, causing Yang Di and the three of them to suffer a lot, and they all suffered considerable trauma.
Yang Di has the strongest frontal combat power among the three. When the crisis comes, he is also at the front. Even with his hegemonic body, he cannot cover those guys who have many people and strong cultivation.
In such a dangerous place, the three of them couldn't run fast either. It would take time for the little fat guy to find a way out, but there were more than one group of people chasing them, and they got rid of one wave after another.
Those guys were jealous of the good fortune of the three of them, and they could be said to have worked one after another. Even if their companions were constantly being robbed in the cemetery, they never gave up.
After the teams of some forces participating in the operation were completely wiped out, they quickly formed new teams. At the same time, they were still looking for new ways around to cut off all opportunities for Yang Di and the others.
At this moment in the cemetery, the people from Yuluo Palace were the biggest threat to the three of them. The young master Xiao Ling personally brought everyone in and kept attacking them.
Moreover, this man was quite sophisticated and cautious in his actions. He only sent out a small group of troops every time he attacked, and the main force headed by him did not participate.
Such a move is quite clever. They are not only worried that Yang Di and the others will dig a hole and annihilate their entire army, but also they are wary of other competitors around them.
Seeing that the battle in the cemetery was getting more and more intense, the Xuanming Sect, the Beast Control Sect, and the Juejian Villa all successively sent in more people.
Even if the main force did not attack, they were actually waiting for their own people to take over and respond at any time, because no matter who grabbed Yang Di's creation, they would definitely become a new target!
Whoosh!
From the sky, hundreds of flying swords fell, attacking Yang Di and the three of them intensively.
That was an offensive from Juejian Villa. The monks of this inheritance were very good at sword handling, but it was not a simple swordsmanship.
What they control are all Lingbao-level spiritual swords. Those spiritual swords do not need to be carried by sword energy and can be activated with divine thoughts like ordinary Lingbao.
Moreover, the spiritual swords of this inheritance come in a variety of styles, with various attributes and potentials, making them difficult to guard against. They are very sharp in group attacks or individual attacks.
Yang Di fought back angrily, swung his golden war sword, drew a sword net, and fought against hundreds of spiritual swords at the same time.
In his eyes, or in the eyes of most orthodox kendo monks, such a method has completely deviated from the realm of kendo.
This kind of people use the sword as a pure weapon rather than a way to practice Taoism. Although the various spiritual swords they forge are amazingly powerful, they are not worthy of envy in the eyes of everyone in the kendo.
In a sense, Juejian Villa's ability is more like a casting inheritance. Most of their descendants are obsessed with making various powerful killing swords, rather than practicing the misty swordsmanship with great effort and effort.
Twenty-one sword auras on Yang Di's body were dancing at the same time, and the sword net was so powerful that even when dealing with hundreds of Lingbao-level spiritual swords, he was never at a disadvantage.
Moreover, in this confrontation, Yang Di quickly found the opponent's weakness. The sword he swung was filled with sword intent, directly cutting off the invisible spiritual connection.
In an instant, a large number of spiritual swords were like kites that had lost their support, falling continuously. The scene was quite spectacular.
The group of cultivators who attacked Juejian Villa all had ugly faces. Each of them wielded more than ten Lingbao-level killing swords. They were always known for their astonishing destructive power, but they were in trouble at this moment.
That kid seemed to be a real sword cultivator, and he actually had a way to directly cut off the connection between their spiritual thoughts and their spiritual swords.
"Little Doyle, the killing sword is powerful enough. As long as his mind moves, he will take the initiative to kill the enemy. This method of his is useless!"
Similarly, the people at Juejian Villa did not pay attention to orthodox kendo, and they never gave up because of Yang Di's performance.
In their belief, the weapon itself should be made powerful enough for them to control it like their masters, thus gaining terrifying combat power.
At this end, Yang Di also disliked that group of people, but his little sister-in-law Liang told him seriously: "Don't underestimate that inheritance, they have indeed developed that path to the extreme!"
"Well, it is said that Juejian Villa serves several killing swords. Those swords are already psychic. Once they leave the body, they can kill powerful enemies on their own!" The fat man Lu Yufan also nodded.
"More than that, it is said that Juejian Villa forged three royal swords a long time ago. The thing itself will continue to transform and grow like a monk. It once flew out of the ancestral land and killed the enemy clan leader thousands of miles away!"
Xuelin whispered.
The sword of Juejian Villa has indeed become a kind of freak, as if it has been given life, and has many amazing legends.