Lan Yue hugged the little fox without any movement, and even the expression on her face did not change. She just looked at the Yuantian Sect people in front of her quietly. These people, Fat Brother or Senior Brother Yan could deal with them alone, but she couldn't handle them at all.

No need to take action.

"hehe……"

The fat brother laughed inexplicably, full of sarcasm.

Do the disciples of the sect regard the secret black market as the sect’s territory? They are so courageous.

Yan Yueqing's movements were more crisp, he stretched his hand to the side, and the death sickle suddenly appeared beside him.

The dark and unique weapon exuded an ominous aura, and it caught everyone's attention just as it appeared.

This weapon looks very weird!

Yan Yueqing reached out and held the handle of the Death Scythe. The Death Scythe buzzed, and a layer of black halo suddenly swelled outwards, then converged back.

Seeing this, Lan Yue's eyes narrowed, and the fit between Senior Brother Yan and the Death Scythe became even deeper!

"Just fight, don't talk nonsense."

Yan Yueqing's voice was cold. Although his eyes were looking at several people from Yuantian Sect, the people he looked at felt that this was a look of contempt and neglect, which was completely provoking them!

When your anger rises, you will have fewer worries.

Although the people of Yuantian Sect were a little embarrassed when they saw Yan Yueqing's unusual weapons, when they heard Yan Yueqing's words, their anger had completely dispelled their worries.

Ever since they entered the Yuantian Sect, there had never been anyone who refused to give them the respect of the Yuantian Sect!

Even if you don’t admit your mistake when you hear the name of their Yuantian Sect, you still have to take out weapons and fight hard!

At that moment, everyone in Yuantian Sect snorted coldly.

“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”

The swords in their hands drew out a sword flower, and at the same time they stabbed towards Lan Yue who was closest to them!

But as soon as they saw it, Fat Brother and Yan Yueqing flashed in front of Lan Yue at the same time.

The death sickle in Yan Yueqing's hand drew a black line of death in the air, heading towards the sword tips of the Yuantian Sect members.

When Fat Brother saw Yan Yueqing's action, he immediately let out a hey, took a step back, stood next to Lan Yue, folded his hands on his chest, and stood there watching the show with Lan Yue.

He had the same idea as Lan Yue. If one person can solve the problem, there is no need for two people to take action!

"Keng..."

"Keng..."

"Keng..."

…

In an instant, several crisp sounds of weapons clashing were heard, followed immediately by the clang of weapons falling to the ground.

Yan Yueqing spun around, and the Death Scythe stood beside him again, while all the sharp swords in the hands of Yuan Tianzong were cut off to the hilt.

Everyone in Yuantian Sect looked at the sword hilt in their hands in disbelief: "???"

Their swords were also spiritual weapons. When they met, there wasn't even a single gap in the opponent's mouth. Their swords were all broken?

Yan Yueqing glanced at them sideways with cold eyes and uttered two words coldly.

"waste!"

Everyone in Yuantian Sect: "!!!"

In their dazed state, they suddenly felt an uncontrollable fire igniting in their hearts and rushing out from their foreheads.

There was another flash in their hands, and weapons with different styles and flashing aura suddenly appeared in their hands again.

These weapons are the ones they are really used to!

What is this guy crazy about?

Who in the world of cultivation doesn’t carry several weapons and magic weapons with them!

Destroy their swords, they have others!

This kid must pay the price for his arrogance!

The leader let out a slight whistle, and the seven people quickly changed their formations, seemingly forming a formation that surrounded Lan Yue and the other three.

They also know the rules of the secret black market. The elders of the sect told them before setting off.

Fighting is allowed in the black market, but if the belongings of several forces in the black market are destroyed and the losses are serious, the sect will not be able to save them, so you have to restrain yourself.

Therefore, the formation they formed was mainly to suppress the opponent's strength.

With the strength of several of them in the early stage of Lingzong, even if the person in front of them is slightly stronger than them, he is not their opponent in the formation.

Lan Yue and Fat Brother still made no move.

And Yan Yueqing threw the death sickle in his hand directly, and then, their figures were no longer visible in the encirclement, only two shadows, one black and one white, were left flying across the field.

The speed is too fast, they can't see clearly!

The faces of the Yuan Tianzong people changed drastically. It seemed that the suppressive effect of the formation was of no use to this person!

The weapons in their hands quickly changed from the initial attack posture to the defensive posture, waving them continuously to protect themselves from water.

"Wow……"

The people in the secret black market subconsciously sighed, he is indeed one of the three hegemons of their black market, he is so awesome!

Everyone was dazzled and had no time to sigh that this weapon among the three tyrants of the black market could actually fight on its own. They could not even see clearly the movements of Yan Yueqing and the Death Scythe. They could only see the confidence of the Yuan Tianzong people from the beginning.

The face is full and quickly turns into ashes.

They met a tough nut!

They wanted to summon other sect members to come over, but Yan Yueqing and Death Scythe were tightly entangled with each other, and they didn't even dare to be distracted even if they took the time to take out the summons spirit stone to summon them!

At this time, they just felt that this fight was extremely frustrating.

If it weren't for the fact that they had to worry about several forces in the secret black market, how could they have been so frustrated.

The formation cannot use highly offensive formations, and the strength must be suppressed. Otherwise, based on the residual power of their fighting, even if they wipe out a large place like a few trading areas, it will be more than enough.

This also led to their current embarrassing situation. The suppressive effect of the formation seemed to have failed. They were beaten by Yan Yueqing, who was higher than them, and could only parry, but had no way to fight back.

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, one of the Yuantian Sect members screamed and bent over, covering his crotch, but before he could finish his scream, he was kicked ten meters away.

The remaining members of the Yuantian Sect were immediately shocked, their formation was broken.

But the people in the secret black market subconsciously closed their legs at this moment, and their lower bodies felt cold. They suddenly felt that the three tyrants of the black market were quite gentle and reasonable when they were treated.

At least... they didn't move towards their key points!

Fortunately they are still healthy!

One person from the Yuantian Sect hurriedly winked at the others. The black market in the secret realm cannot be destroyed, so they will take the battle to the sky!

The Ling Sect are all people who can fly in the air. As long as they pull the battlefield up into the sky and do not cause damage to the secret black market, they can exert their full strength. Moreover, when the people of the sect see it, they will rush over to help.

The others understood it mentally, put their feet on the ground a little, and jumped into the sky together.
Chapter completed!