"What? Spirit, high-level spiritual treasure?" Seeing more than a hundred golden flying swords in the air, three people from the Demon Bone Sect said in surprise in unison, with a strong look of shock on their faces.

Ye Fei ignored the expressions of the few people. With a moving mind, he controlled more than a hundred flying swords and swept towards the long-faced man, bringing out a series of sounds of breaking through the air.

Two young men in black from the Demon Bone Sect fought against Xiaoqing while observing the battle between Ye Fei and the other two from the corner of their eyes. A solemn expression appeared on their faces, and they looked around with a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

The long-faced man saw so many golden flying swords, and his face changed wildly to shoot a magic spear towards the yellow spear, and spewed out a ball of essence and blood. With a thud, he sank into the spear.

Immediately afterwards, a gray shield was released to protect him, and his body was evacuated and flew backwards. Until this moment, the middle-aged man with long face was relieved.

Bang bang bang, a series of explosions were heard, and more than a hundred golden flying swords were slashed on the spear one after another, causing the spear to buzz and tremble, and the light of the spirit flashed and dark, and finally a whine sound flew backwards.

Even the shield was blocked for a moment and was submerged in the golden cloud. Although the power of the flying sword was greatly reduced by two treasures, it still buzzed and slashed towards the long-faced man.

Until this moment, the long-faced man looked dead and looked at the flying sword near him, thinking about what treasure to sacrifice to resist.

Ye Fei frowned in the distance, looked at the distance slightly, and a white light flashed under his feet. His figure disappeared into the distance.

Rumble, a dull sound.

In front of the long-faced man, a dark green sword about the size of a meter appeared in Hao Ran, blocking all the more than a hundred flying swords, and bursts of dazzling light burst out between the two.

Before the long-faced man could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt the waves behind him fluctuate. Ye Fei and Haoran appeared there with a black sword in his hand and slashed at the long-faced man.

"Boy, if you dare to kill the people from my Demon Bone Sect, I will definitely break you into pieces. Why don't you put down your weapons quickly!" At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came from a distance, and an old man in black casually sacrificed another dark green sword and slashed towards Ye Fei.

Seeing this, Ye Fei just moved his eyebrows, but in the end he ignored it and slashed it down with one sword. The long-faced man held a magic weapon in his hand to resist it, and was eventually cut into two pieces, without any resistance, and his soul was directly sucked into the black sword.

With a blink of an eye, Ye Fei put away the other party's storage bag, as well as the other party's treasures and golden elixirs. The next moment, he hurriedly blocked the black sword in front of him, and just hit the dark green sword flying in.

With a muffled sound, Ye Fei's figure shot out. It was not until about a meter away that he stabilized his body. But it seemed that he was not injured.

At this time, the old man raised his hand and the sword appeared above his head. It turned out to be two low-level spiritual treasures. No wonder it had such great power.

The old man was dressed in black and had a strong figure. He was actually a late-stage existence in the Dingdan stage. He held two spiritual treasures in his hand and watched his fellow disciple die in front of him. He couldn't help but look angry.

"Boy, I asked you to stop, but you were merciless. Humph, today I made an exception and didn't leave any living words, and only brought your soul back. After the Netherworld interrogation is completed, I am sucking you to refine your soul." The old man felt that Ye Fei did not take him to heart and said angrily.

Ye Fei looked at the old man a few times and felt that this person could not be killed easily. Neither the other party's cultivation nor the treasures in his hand were comparable to those cultivators in the early stage of the elixir.

At this moment, Ye Fei frowned and looked at the distance, and it seemed that someone was flying towards him again. He couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. How many people did the Demon Bone Sect send to ambush him again? Why does it feel like it is endless?

Thinking of this, Ye Fei stopped delaying and raised his hand to the flying sword at the high altitude. With a buzzing sound, more than a hundred flying swords flashed and swept overwhelmed the old man. Although his cultivation level was no match for the old man, fortunately, the level of the spiritual treasure was much higher than that of his.

At the same time, Ye Fei nodded slightly to the old man, showed a strange smile, and a white light flashed under his feet disappeared.

At this moment, the old man had no time to pay attention to Ye Fei and hurriedly controlled the two swords on his head to intertwin. This time, the power of many flying swords was not greatly reduced like the previous two rounds of blocking. At this moment, it was the time when its power was strong, and the old man dared not be careless at all.

As the dark green sword light flashed, more than a hundred flying swords hit it, making a roar, each flashing with its own spiritual light, but no one could do anything to the other, but it obviously had a little advantage.

Seeing this, the old man's expression moved, and the powerful magic power in the late stage of the Dan Ning Dan suddenly urged. The two swords suddenly trembled, causing more than a hundred flying swords to flash wildly, and immediately showed a defeated elephant.

At this moment, Ye Fei did not control the flying sword to resist. He appeared behind the two young men fighting against Qingyuan Python at some point. Although the young man knew that Ye Fei's black sword could not be resisted, seeing the sword coming, Ye Fei appeared so suddenly, and he could not help but subconsciously holding a magic weapon to resist, while escaping light, flying towards the distance.

However, this person was unable to escape from Ye Fei's pursuit at all. With a flash, he caught up with the young man. He raised his sword and thudded, and the treasure was destroyed and the soul disappeared. Ye Fei took the opportunity to put away the storage bag.

Another young man could not stop the Qingyuan Python, which is now in the middle stage of the golden core, is equivalent to the middle stage of human elixir, but it may not necessarily determine the outcome when fighting for the late stage of the elixir.

With a puff, a white beam of light bombarded the young man four or five feet away. Before he could come to his senses, he could only hear the old man in the distance shouting "Beware".

The young man felt his scalp numb and his magic power could not be activated. He didn't understand what was going on, his body turned into two halves, but before he could escape from his body, his soul was swept away by an inexplicable terrifying suction force, and he didn't know where he would suck it.

Ye Fei hurriedly put away the young man's storage bag, and several treasures were put away. At this time, the direction Ye Fei looked at before, and there were several sounds of breaking through the air. Four or five monks came together. Moreover, these two auras were not inferior to the cultivation level of the old man in front of him.

Three or four late stages of the Condensation Pill, and holding spiritual treasures, they are definitely not an opponent. They are more than enough to bully some cultivators who only have magic weapons in their hands.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking about it, more than a hundred flying swords were shaken by the old man's two swords, and his eyes were shocked and angry and spewed out two fire lights.

As an elder, three disciples in the Dan-Changing Stage fell in front of him. The old man was not only angry, but more of a kind of fear, but his self-supporting cultivation was higher than Ye Fei. In addition, his hand was not a magic weapon but a spiritual treasure, so he couldn't help but calm his mind.

"Boy, no matter what today, I can't let you escape! Humph!" Looking at the few people flying in the distance, the old man raised his lips and showed a sneer.

Hearing this, Ye Fei looked at the old man with a smile on his face and said softly: "Is that so? Then it depends on whether you have the ability! Hehe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoqing seemed to have received an order. The light on his body flashed and turned into three feet long, and he selected it into Ye Fei's sleeve robe with a whoosh.

At the same time, more than a hundred flying swords shook slightly, and finally one flashed into Ye Fei's sleeve robe. At this moment, three or four figures appeared again not far from the four escape lights, and rushed towards this place.

Seeing this, Ye Fei narrowed his eyes and there were more than ten people. If nothing unexpected happens, someone will probably appear. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Although he has a special treasure to protect him, he will be difficult to get out once he is trapped.

Seeing Ye Fei looking like he wanted to escape, the old man's face flashed with cold air, controlling the two swords and slashing towards Ye Fei.

"Goodbye, I have a chance next day, so I'll have another chance!" Ye Fei left a few words casually, and flew towards the distance with a flash of light. However, the two swords were blocked by Ye Fei using the black sword in his hand as a shield.

This made him stagger and slid five or six feet away, but after a yellow cloud lit up around him, he fled far away, and the speed was so fast that even the old man in the late stage of the Condensation Pill could barely be on par with him. When seven or eight people in the distance saw Ye Fei running away, they couldn't help but turn around and chase Ye Fei. (This chapter ends)
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