The attacks of the seven people became more and more fierce, but for the foundation-building cultivators who had reached the realm of He Deyang, they were just like children playing house, with many flaws, and even their best sword formation was soft in their eyes.

He Deyang smiled and said, "You're angry, the better you are. I won't pity you, the second generation ancestors. If I want to die, I won't satisfy you. I will torture you slowly!"

After fighting dozens of moves again, the light shone in the sky, magic weapons, flying swords, talismans and magic tricks broke out first, shattering the trees and rocks around them one by one. However, no matter how desperate the seven members of the Yang family fought, they were not the opponent of He Deyang. At this moment, they gradually realized that it was really just futile and struggling to death.

"San Sister, use the token quickly!" The young man in the lead looked bloody and looked at Yang Mi's clothes flying at this moment, and the most critical part was about to reveal, and he shouted loudly!

"Yes, brother!" Yang Mi looked at He Deyang hatefully, finally sacrificed three talismans, then took out the trial ID card in his hand, and injected a spiritual power into it.

The entire identity card instantly burst out with a cloud of green radiance, first with green, then with red, and then with snow-white. The color changed very quickly, and finally the snow-like halo immediately enveloped her whole body, as if a thin gauze like armor was formed.

Chu Hao was amazed at the distance when he saw this scene. It turned out that this token was actually a spiritual power set by a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. The divine consciousness mark was mixed in it. As long as the activated spiritual power was touched, the spiritual power of the token itself would be ejected and then protect the user of the token. You must know that this is a wisp of spiritual consciousness and spiritual power, but after all, it was carried by a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, so there is no need to say more about its power.

He Deyang saw Yang Mi activated the token, his face changed, and he swung the sword at an extremely fast speed towards her arm! He just said that it would be better for them to start the token and hand over the bearded dragon stone, but the ruthlessness of his actions made his words just now become extremely ridiculous.

bass!

With a crisp sound, He Deyang's face couldn't help but change again! The flying sword contained his magic power. It was just after it touched the spiritual barrier of the token and was bounced away, and the flying sword even became slightly dimmed.

The cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is indeed extraordinary. He Deyang also had such a token in his hand, so he naturally knew how powerful this thing was. He immediately injected a magic trick into the flying sword and snorted coldly: "Even if you use the token, what if you have set up a formation barrier here, and it's simply a delusion to go out!"

"He Deyang, you must die!" Yang Mi was about to leave the rescuers who flew over Xulongshan to find Dongfan Banner Mansion, but she didn't expect that after just walking more than ten steps, it seemed as if an invisible force pushed her back. She was so angry that she vomited a stream of blood. She was humiliated by this old guy just now. She didn't expect that she could not leave after activating the token now!

"Hmph, I want to become a core disciple of Dongfan Banner Mansion, and the great power of the Golden Pill in the future. You little kids offend me when I was not rich. This is your biggest mistake in your life!" He Deyang laughed wildly, then his eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and said, "I have said enough nonsense, now you all go to die!"

After saying that, He Deyang's flying sword was thrown away, and then it burst out with dazzling light. The flying sword was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight... In an instant, the entire space was covered with the scattered flying swords. There was a rune jumping on each flying sword. It was a relatively powerful spell in the sword division technique: "Da Luo Sword Formation."

"Okay, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage actually used such tricks to deal with us!" The young man in the Yang family was extremely angry, but he couldn't help laughing wildly and said, "Don't forget that I still have a message to the sound transmission. Someone in my Yang family will know what you did today. Even if we can't pass the level today, you don't want to leave the Trial Island!"

As he said that, he activated the token, and shone with a light like Yang Mi, saying, "Can you keep us?"

"Haha, you are a few of you, will the head of the Yang family and those old guys have a feud with me, the future flag leader for you?" He Deyang laughed and said, "It's so naive. If you want to activate the token, there is no door!"

He Deyang was careless when Yang Mi activated the token just now, but it was different at this moment. The Yang family members who saw them all sacrificed the tokens and shouted loudly, then the flying sword made a clear sound, cutting through the space and covering the six people!

Brush brush brush brush brush —

A harsh sound rang out, and the continuous sound of flying swords colliding. Except for the young man in the Yang family who was leading and Yang Mi who was the first to cast the token, the other five people who were about to open the token barrier were stabbed in their arms by the flying sword, blood splashed out, and the token fell to the ground at any time!

The young man in the Yang family, who was in charge, just gave out the token at the critical moment, just as the barrier blocked this wave of "Da Luo Sword Formation". The rest of the people looked pale, and looked at the tokens that fell to the ground. Although the distance was so close, it seemed like a natural barrier that was difficult to cross.

The fierce light in He Deyang's eyes became even more intense. With a thought, the remaining token floated to his side, with the flying sword in front and the token behind. He laughed and said, "What else can you do now? Tell me, how can you struggle?"

There was no blood on everyone's faces, especially the five people, who gradually appeared in fear. This was different from the magic that he used to play with them just now. Under the Daluo Sword Formation, these innate cultivators had no way to survive!

"You... do you dare...you dare to kill us!" A Yang family's child looked at He Deyang in disbelief. He Deyang had no such plan at all. After all, although the Yang family is not considered a twelve major families, it is not much inferior.

But after hearing this sentence, the tyrannical aura in my heart became even stronger, and I felt a perverted pleasure, and said hideously: "Even if I want to kill you, so what?! Even the Daluo Golden Immortal, I can't save you today!"

"Yeah?"

Just as He Deyang was laughing wildly, and the Yang family members felt despair and horror, a faint and gentle moan suddenly came from the woods in the distance.

He Deyang's spiritual sense moved and shouted: "Who is it!"

Bang! Dozens of flying swords formed a sword formation, dragged down sharp sword lights and stabbed directly into the bushes dozens of feet away to the right. Dongdongdongdong-the place was instantly cut into flat ground.

No one!

He Deyang's face was not relaxed at all, his brows frowned, his face was in amazement and suspicion. He looked around and shouted, "Who is it? Come out!" As he said, the flying swords danced randomly, and he looked away all the trees around him. Within the sight, there was no one in the range of more than a dozen.

The children of the Yang family were also stunned. They heard the light shout just now, and they thought it was a savior. However, no one appeared under the bombing of He Deyang's chaotic sword. Either they were bombed into powder by the flying sword, or they had hallucinations on themselves and others.

But, is this possible?

At this moment, He Deyang seemed to feel something. He raised his head and saw a figure falling from the sky. This man was extremely young. Although he was dressed as a scholar, his breath was cold. He was just holding a long sword with a bright light in his hand, trying to stab him.

"What do you want to do innate juniors?"

He Deyang relaxed, laughed loudly, and summoned the flying sword to fly towards the man. But before he finished speaking, his laughter had stopped abruptly, and his eyes were filled with horror and shock!

laugh--

None of the flying swords stabbed the figure in the sky. Each of them seemed to be a little different from the predetermined trajectory. Although it was a slight slight, it made this person safely come to He Deyang's head!

The long sword pierced into He Deyang's chest without any obstacles. This third-level foundation-building cultivator had no time to even use a spiritual barrier, and the blood had dyed a large part of his chest red.

The blood splashed out was extremely sad, and even dyed the Boran sword red. Tatta - blood dripped along the Boran sword to the ground. He Deyang's pupils expanded, looked at Chu Hao, then looked at the long sword in his chest, trying hard to use his spiritual power to shake Chu Hao away!

Unfortunately, Chu Hao and the long sword in his hand were like a solid pliers, and he could not break free!

"No, it's impossible..." He Deyang vomited blood, his lips gradually became black, and he felt the vitality of his body gradually dissipating, but he was helpless and could not even use any strength in his hands!

How is it possible, how can a cultivator in the innate stage block his dantian so that he can't even catch any chance of survival... Why, why...

"I...I'm not willing!" He Deyang never expected that he ambushed the Yang family's children. The original plan was to be foolproof, but the gutter capsized, and was stabbed by someone and died in a bad life.

"Is this your last words? It's so concise." Chu Hao said lightly. He was not sad or happy to kill such a character, and he would not feel so righteous.

Seeing the man lying under his sword, Chu Hao pulled out the Boran sword and sprayed a clear water spell out of his mouth. The blood on the Boran sword was cleaned.

Chu Hao kicked He Deyang's body over, then his spiritual sense swept over his body, found three or four storage bags from him, and then weighed his hands, as if he was a little dissatisfied. But after collecting the storage bag, he stepped over He Deyang's body and wanted to leave.

And at this moment, a voice came from behind, saying, "Fellow Taoist please stay."

Chu Hao suddenly turned around and looked at the person who screamed. The pretty girl with most of her body exposed to everyone's eyes, except for the most critical part. He remembered what He Deyang called her Yang Mi.
Chapter completed!