After destroying the two people's dantian, Xiao Yifeng once again activated the soul-devouring attack. This time, they did not have any cultivation to resist, and could not withstand Xiao Yifeng's soul-devouring attack.

Soon the two white souls flew out of their brains, were directly swallowed by the bloody vortex in Xiao Yifeng's eyes, and finally entered his soul to replenish Xiao Yifeng's soul power.

At the same time, the essence and blood of both of them were swallowed up by Xiao Yifeng and merged into their eyes.

Both of them are masters who have reached the middle stage of the Saint Realm. Although their cultivation has been abolished, their soul power and essence and blood power are both very powerful.

It took Xiao Yifeng several minutes to completely digest it, and Xiao Yifeng's soul power suddenly doubled, and the power of his eyes became even more powerful.

call out!

After his soul power became strong, Xiao Yifeng activated a flying knife again. Now he can control six flying knives, and their power is even more powerful.

"Walk!"

Xiao Yifeng took Lan Ling'er's hand and walked outside.

At this moment, outside, the battle between Yan Haotian and the old monk who had reached the late stage of the Saint Realm was still going on. The latter waved a string of Buddhist beads, a high-grade spiritual weapon, to resist Yan Haotian's attack.

However, Yan Haotian's strength has already reached the half-step level of the heavenly realm. There is a whole three realms gap between them, even though this old monk has a high level of Buddhist practice and has a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.

However, he was still beaten by Yan Haotian so much that he vomited blood and suffered severe physical injuries. Finally, he was forced to perform a set of taboo techniques that sacrificed his lifespan to increase his strength. Only then could he withstand Yan Haotian's attack, but he persisted.

It won't be long.

boom!

Finally, after Yan Haotian exerted all his strength and launched a powerful attack, the old monk couldn't resist it. He hit the ground heavily, making a deep pit in the ground. He kept spitting out blood from his mouth and his face turned pale.

He was completely pale, unable to move, and his life was not far from death.

At this time, Yan Haotian walked towards the old monk, but just after taking a few steps, his expression changed and his eyes suddenly swept away.

Xiao Yifeng's eyes also condensed, and his eyes swept in one direction.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a middle-aged monk wearing cassocks, with a stern face, and holding a staff appeared here quietly, without any aura emitting from his body.

But it gives people a very terrible sense of oppression, and the invisible pressure makes people feel like they can't breathe.

This is a powerful man who stands at the pinnacle of the martial arts world.

"Dharma protector!"

Looking at the middle-aged monk, the seriously injured old monk opened his lips lightly and made a very weak sound.

"Anyone who touches my Myoohji Temple will die!"

The middle-aged monk with a stern face glanced at the old monk, his face was stern, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a cold voice.

As soon as the middle-aged monk finished speaking, Yan Haotian immediately felt a huge aura pressing down on him, which shook him to the point where his blood boiled. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Dragon head!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yifeng's expression changed and he shouted suddenly.

"fine!"

Yan Haotian waved his hand and glanced at the middle-aged monk.

"Are you from Myoji Temple in the martial arts world?"

Yan Haotian said in a deep voice.

"Is there a problem?"

The middle-aged monk looked grim and shouted coldly.

"In this matter, you people from Mingwang Temple were at fault first and kidnapped the eldest lady of the Lan family in Yanjing."

Yan Haotian said in a deep voice.

"So what? Whoever I, Mingouji, want to kidnap, do I still need your consent?"

The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, with a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Really? When did you Mingouji become so arrogant!"

A voice full of majesty and vicissitudes of life exploded out of thin air, and a monstrous pressure swept over like a mountain and a tsunami.

The terrifying pressure came, and everyone present suddenly felt their breathing stagnant, and the blood in their whole bodies seemed to freeze.

The expression of the middle-aged monk who was the protector of Mingwang Temple suddenly changed, his eyes narrowed, a solemn look flashed in his eyes, and he glanced away.

I saw a group of people appearing here. The leader was Lan Xuande, who was wearing a blue robe. The terrifying pressure burst out from him. Behind him were Lan He and a group of masters from the Lan family.

"Grandpa, father!"

Seeing Lan Xuande and others appear, Lan Ling'er quickly shouted.

"Ling'er!"

Lan Xuande and Lan He both glanced at Lan Ling'er. Seeing that she was fine, their expressions relaxed slightly.

"Are you from the Lan family?"

The middle-aged monk glanced at Lan Xuande.

"Hmph, your Myoohji Temple is known as one of the three major Buddhist and Taoist forces in the martial arts world. You actually do such a dirty trick of kidnapping women. You are simply embarrassing the Buddhist and Taoist people."

Lan Xuande shouted coldly, with a flash of deep anger in his eyes.

"Why do I, Myoohji, need to explain to you what I do!"

The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"I don't care about other people, but I can't touch my granddaughter!"

Lan Xuande shouted sharply, and then shot out towards the middle-aged monk. A terrifying aura erupted, and a sky-high palm print shot towards the opponent.

Bang--

The middle-aged monk's face darkened, he waved the staff in his hand, and a burst of Buddhist power burst out to meet Lan Xuande's attack.

The two forces collided together and erupted into a terrifying energy aura, but it all disappeared within a dozen meters away from the two of them.

These two are both peerless experts in the Heavenly Realm, and both are figures who stand at the pinnacle of the martial arts world. They are also very terrifying when fighting.

At this time, Lan He came to Lan Ling'er and Xiao Yifeng.

"How are you, Ling'er? Are you injured?"

Lan He asked with a worried look on his face.

"I'm fine, it was this...sir who saved me."

Lan Ling'er shook her head and looked at Xiao Yifeng: "My name is Lan Ling'er, I don't know what your name is yet?"

"My name is Xiao Yifeng!"

Xiao Yifeng said calmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for saving me!"

Lan Ling'er said with a grateful expression.

"You are welcome."

Xiao Yifeng shook his head.

When Lan He heard Xiao Yifeng's name, a strange color flashed in his eyes and he said, "Are you the one who killed Wu Fei?"

"That's right!"

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"I have always heard about your deeds before, but I never expected to see you today!"

Lan He opened his mouth and said.

"Xiao Feng, he is now a member of my Dragon Soul Purple Dragon Guard."

Yan Haotian came over and said.

"I see, you are lucky to have such a young and talented member join your Dragon Soul!"

Lan He said with a smile.
Chapter completed!