Loulan was thinking in her heart.

At present, the strength of both sides is very different.

The only one side is himself and the leader of Qingshan, and there is a newcomer who has just come up; the other side has the old monster Tiancan and the famous Luo Jiang, both of whom are half-step Nascent Soul cultivators. The remaining short man is also a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator. If she guessed correctly, it should be Hou Zhonghai, the master of Hou Feng Valley.

Among them, three of them are half-step Nascent Souls. If they fight, they will definitely lose.

"Hou Zhonghai, you are the master of Houfeng Valley. Why are you involved with these criminals? Are you not afraid that my father will destroy your Houfeng Valley?" Loulan's face collapsed and he spread his majesty. "If you stop at this moment, I can leave it alone and spare your life."

Hou Zhonghai's face looked a little ugly, but he quickly gritted his teeth and said, "I have long thought of the consequences when I stood here. I advise you to surrender, otherwise you will suffer."

The plan to differentiate Loulan was not successful, and she glanced around and couldn't think of a way to escape.

At this moment, she is hard to fly.

"Old monster Tiancan, your target is me. The two of them are innocent. If you let them go, I will follow you." Loulan said.

"If they leave the news, wouldn't it be a big deal for me?" Old Monster Tiancan smiled sinisterly, and his expression became cold the next moment: "Kill them both."

At this moment, the four people were divided into two groups and attacked Ye Xiong and the leader of Qingshan.

The two disciples of the old monster Tiancan attacked Ye Xiong, whose actual combat power was terrifying. I don’t know how many monks died at their hands. Even the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator was killed by them. At this time, it was not enough for them to attack a peak Jindan monk at the same time.

The ones who took action at the head of Qingshan were Hou Zhonghai and Luo Jiang. The two of them took action were also very stable.

The old monster Tiancan did not take action, he wanted to stare at Loulan in case she escaped.

Just when the old monster Tiancan thought that the two disciples could easily kill Ye Xiong, an amazing scene appeared.

Only two screams came, and the bodies of the two apprentices had fallen from mid-air and turned into two dead bodies.

The whole process was flashed.

The old monster Tiancan's attention was always on Loulan; Hou Zhonghai and Luo Jiang's attention was on the head of Qingshan, and no one knew how the two apprentices died.

Even Loulan looked surprised and looked at Ye Xiong with confusion.

"You killed my two disciples?" The old monster Tiancan reacted and glared at Ye Xiong angrily.

"No, they committed suicide." Ye Xiong said lightly.

The originally tense atmosphere was amused by his words.

Loulan couldn't help laughing, and then she looked at the young man in front of her seriously.

Before this, she had never looked at him seriously because in her opinion, he was just a monk with good combat power, far from reaching the point where he could see his own Dharma eyes, but now, she looked at him differently.

The muscles on the old monster Tiancan's face kept trembling, and shouted at Hou Zhonghai, who was about to siege the head of Qingshan, and said, "Low Hou, go and deal with him, be careful, this guy is a bit weird."

Hou Zhonghai had been dragged into the water at this time, so he would never leave a living mouth to expose himself. He rushed towards Ye Xiong with murderous intent.

A few kilometers later, a powerful pressure was pressing down on Ye Xiong.

He did not use spells or martial arts, but only used surging momentum.

In his opinion, in the face of absolute advantage, all spells and martial arts are bullshit.

Faced with the powerful pressure coming from mid-air, Ye Xiong's body was suspended in the air, still moving. When the pressure was about to attack in front of him, he stretched out his right hand and a flying sword covered with thunder patterns condensed in his palm.

The flying sword is very small, only two fingers are big, and it looks unpretentious.

Both the Feijian Loulan and the Qingshan leader had seen it. In the selection competition, he used this Feijian to defeat one of the top six and entered the top six.

The flying sword is very fast, which makes people unable to defend against, but it is really powerful, but it is obviously too difficult to deal with a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Be careful, your flying sword cannot break his protective energy." Loulan shouted in the distance.

The gap between the half-step Yuanying and the peak of the Golden Pill is not very big, and the body-protecting energy is several times stronger. Loulan doesn't believe that his flying sword is useful to Hou Zhonghai.

In a blink of an eye, the Fenglei Flying Sword attacked Hou Zhonghai's chest dozens of meters.

"I dare to hold on with a small flying sword, but I can see how I ruined it."

Hou Zhonghai slapped out with a palm, and the stormy attack instantly submerged the flying sword.

Just when he thought that this small flying sword was easily slapped by his palm, an amazing scene appeared.

The small flying sword was like a duckweed floating in the sea. No matter how huge the attack was in front of him, there was no sign of being destroyed. He rode the wind and waves, walked forward bravely, and shot towards Hou Zhonghai in a blink of an eye.

"This flying sword is too evil." Hou Zhonghai was completely speechless.

He had never seen such an evil magical power before.

"I don't believe it, I can't destroy you."

Hou Zhonghai clenched his fist tightly and punched out with one punch. A huge fist light, as if it was becoming stronger, directly blasted towards the flying sword.

This martial arts move is his masterly power of fist, called Biaokong Fist, and one punch means breaking through the void and is very powerful.

The flying sword was directly bombarded into pieces in the air and turned into a Void Yuan.

"Boy, I have to say that you are a little capable, but if you want to break the enemy level, you are still a little tender!"

Hou Zhonghai sneered, his murderous aura was strong, and he rushed forward with another punch.

The fist light was in mid-air and instantly turned into dozens of meters in size, attacking Ye Xiong hard, trying to knock him into scum with one punch.

Ye Xiong still did not move, but stretched out his palm and condensed a flying sword of wind and thunder in his palm again.

This flying sword is no different from the previous flying sword. It is the same size and has the same appearance. However, after careful reading, you will find that it is much more solid than the Fenglei Flying Sword just now.

Ye Xiong just used only 70% of his energy, but now he has used 90% of his energy.

"You have to use it even though you know it's useless, and you have to use it. You just have to destroy your ability?"

Hou Zhonghai sneered, accelerated the punch and fell down.

Just when everyone thought the flying sword was smashed by a punch like before, an amazing scene appeared.

The thunder and flying sword roared, disappeared in the air, so fast that people could not catch the trajectory with their naked eyes.

"Be careful..." Old Monster Tiancan shouted.

Unfortunately, it was too late. He heard a scream. Hou Zhonghai was like a demon, flew back a few kilometers, and looked at Ye Xiong in horror.

He covered his lower abdomen with his left hand. If he hadn't been avoiding fast just now, he would have been penetrated by a sword and would have died.
Chapter completed!