The dusk mist is deep, and a small river winds all the way, leaving a stream from the high tower in the distance, as if it is the source of the river.

Yang Yi did not look for a direction specifically, but just walked along the river casually, listening to the birds singing and smelling the unknown fragrance of flowers along the way, which was also a different kind of fun.

After many years of inability to practice, it was like a mountain pressing on his heart, which made him breathless. At this moment, the mountain was removed, and Yang Yi naturally felt that everything was extremely beautiful.

Stepping on the grass after the rain, he casually broke a branch of trees and breathing the fragrant air with the soil to make him feel refreshed.

"This kind of life is really nostalgic." Yang Yi sighed, holding the branch and waving it in the air, as if he was using a certain sword move.

In this way, he stopped and stopped all the way, and two hours passed quickly.

As he walked, Yang Yi, who had been smiling, suddenly his eyes condensed and he stopped.

On the opposite side of the river to his right, four monks were also rushing to the road. After Yang Yi discovered them for a few breaths, they also discovered Yang Yi's traces.

So, a strange scene appeared, and the two men looked at each other quietly across the river.

But one side seems to have a small number of people.

The four people on the opposite side all turned their eyes to the blue-gray bag around Yang Yi's waist.

In just a moment, Yang Yi heard a square-faced man yelling softly, and then there were many seals in their hands.

"It's true." Yang Yi smiled, and the Xuanyang energy in his body surged out, forming a dense layer of fire-red armor on his body.

In just an instant, the attack on the opposite side had already hit, just like the fire dragon dance I saw before, as well as the extremely sharp sword energy, and countless earth cones suddenly came out from Yang Yi's feet, trying to penetrate him into a cool heart.

Yang Yi jumped gently, and Xuanyang's aura lifted him up. The sharp sword energy on the opposite side cut the sky, slashing a rock behind Yang Yi in half. Although the fire dragon roared and bumped into Yang Yi, it could not hurt Yang Yi in the slightest part of the Xuanyang armor.

Of course, Yang Yi would not sit and wait for death. In his palm, a sword of vitality burning with flames condensed out of thin air.

"Jinwu Lingri." Yang Yi shouted softly, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and swung it out with one sword.

At once, a fiery red sword energy slashed out straight out, and transformed into a fast three-legged golden crow in the void, singing and flying towards one of the thin men. The high temperature seemed to boil the river surface when the golden crow flew over the river surface.

Yang Yi vaguely realized through his qi that these four people were not simple, and almost all had the same strength as Yang Yi.

Therefore, facing the four people, he naturally planned to defeat them one by one and take action from the weakest qi first.

"Double Swords of Zongheng." The face of the man with a square face changed, and the two swords in his hand kept dancing, blocking the attack in front of the thin man.

Obviously, he also saw through Yang Yi's thoughts.

"puff"

While the two swords were swinging, a sword circle formed to block the two of them, colliding with the golden crow sword energy that Yang Yi hit.

In an instant, the square-faced man felt a powerful force pouring into his arms, which made his arms numb. Moreover, the golden crow sword energy did not dissipate, and it hit the sword circle, making both his magic weapons and swords red. In a vaguely, the sword was still in a state of melting.

After a few breaths, the golden crow sword energy was weak and dissipated in the air, while the square-faced man holding the two swords was constantly trembling.

"This man's cultivation level is at least the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he may even break into the foundation building." The square-faced man looked ugly and gritted his teeth.

Next to the square-faced man, a middle-aged man with elegant eyes shone brightly in his eyes and said slowly: "Together, he will definitely break into this place even in the foundation building stage. His foundation will definitely be unstable. We will wait for three levels of Qi refining and one level of Qi refining. It should not be difficult to kill him by taking this opportunity."

"That's right, Dugu ordered you to use the two swords to use the heaven and earth to get close to him. I, Tie Wuxiong and Huo Ming, used the Five Elements Taoism together to attack from a long distance." The elegant man stared at Yang Yi and said quickly.

"good."

The four of them had no objection, but were a little curious. Why did the man opposite him stop moving after one attack? Could it be that the moves against the three of them consumed all their true energy?

With questions and expectations, the square-faced man Dugu Ling picked up his sword and jumped, jumped to Yang Yijin across the river. He used his exquisite sword moves, and the dazzling sword light turned into endless sword shadows, slashing towards Yang Yi from all directions.

At the same time, the elegant man across the river stretched out his hand and a black and white feather fan appeared. Then he saw him swaying the feather fan at Yang Yi three times in a row.

The next moment, a dark wind suddenly appeared and suddenly appeared beside Yang Yi in a strange way, turning into an invisible wind chain to lock Yang Yi.

The other two also made movements. They kept pinching and the sky fire fell from the void, taking Yang Yi straight. The earth under Yang Yi's feet suddenly cracked, and big yellow hands poked out and slapped Yang Yi.

However, to their surprise, Yang Yi smiled faintly from beginning to end, without any fear and anxiety. Such a calm attitude made them feel heavy.

"Yanyang Kills the Sky." Yang Yi's vital energy sword suddenly swung out.

The two sword techniques he used in succession were the sword techniques in the Yanyang Sword Classic attached to the Xuanyang Divine Art. According to legend, the original sword script was created by the Sun God Emperor, the Great Emperor of the Divine Realm, and it has infinite power.

The red sword energy transformed into two, two into three, and countless tiny sword lights were divided into endless streams of the void, directly covering all the areas where the three people on the opposite side of the river.

This move is a carpet-style attack, which eliminates everything without distinction.

"kill."

Facing Dugu Ling who was approaching close to him, Yang Yi adjusted himself and resisted the attack of several people, while drawing his sword to fight Dugu Ling together.

"Break it for me." Yang Yi shouted softly, his eyes turning extremely dark.

As his words fell, two black lights flew out of his eyes and kept slashing around his body.

It has to be said that the opponent's attack was powerful. The yellow earth palm hit Yang Yi, shaking out fine cracks from his red flame armor, because he had already suffered the fire dragon's attack just now, and the armor was on the verge of collapse.

The most troublesome thing was the colorless and materialless wind chain, which wrapped around Yang Yi, made him move extremely slowly and could only withstand the attacks of a few people.

In this way, Yang Yi could only try to see the effect of the same invisible ruthless magic sword.

The magic sword cut the chain, and in just a moment, it broke all the thirteen locked chains. The elegant man who looked across the river who resisted Yang Yi's endless sword light kept gasping.

“That’s horrible.”

They never expected that this trial would encounter such a terrifying person, but there was no such peerless man in the information they collected before.

Otherwise, why would they not pay attention?

"Everyone thought Jun Fengtian would take the lead this time, but now it seems that this person is the biggest variable." The elegant man smiled bitterly, with a bitter look on his face.

"I still have time to say this, so let's talk about it first." Huo Ming roared, constantly adding flame shields to his body to reduce the damage of Yang Yi's sword light slash.

Suddenly, they heard a word that they had never heard before. When they looked up, they saw Yang Yi sneeringly peeling off Dugu Ling's head and saying something in his mouth.

Then, they saw a sword light that was extremely dazzling flying from the sky, getting closer and closer to them.
Chapter completed!