Chapter 1574

Looking at the young man standing with the sword, Longyang Sanren said with a smile, "young man, I advise you to leave quickly. You are not good enough to see the sixth level cultivation of the spirit emperor."

The young figure in black was unmoved. He glanced at the people behind him and grasped the red sword in his hand.

"What's your name?" he asked with a smile

"The heart is higher than the sky, the talent is higher than the pine, the wisdom is higher than the mountain, and the leaf is higher than the tree!"

"Good name." "What's the relationship between you and monk Jinguang?" he said

"I don't know this man at all."

This time it was the turn of the crutcher to be stunned, and asked: "you don't know this man, but you dare to save your life. Should I say you are stupid or naive?"

"It's all the same." Ye Hao one hand back to behind, quietly pinching sword Jue, face serious way: "anyway, I just can't get used to you this picture of taking advantage of people's danger."

"Ha ha, boy, you asked for it

Longyang scattered people don't talk as much as they do on crutches. With a wave of their hands, they cheer people up.

Looking at dozens of figures, Ye Hao raised his sword and stretched out his left hand. The sword formula was ready, and he murmured: "the sword immortal is approaching the world, the first move, the sword immortal is coagulating!"

Boom!

A huge shadow came down from the sky. A few monks who had only the seventh level of Lingdi were defeated on the spot, and they were defeated directly. The remaining monks who had the eighth level of Lingdi joined hands to break up the shadow and rushed forward again.

Ye Hao's step moved back and put his sword on the ground. His red pupil reflected several figures running rapidly.

When those people's attack was about to contact Ye Hao, the black figure disappeared and disappeared in the same place.

With the disappearance of Ye Hao, several people's attacks immediately attack the monk Jinguang, who is sitting with his knees crossed. Unfortunately, before he gets close to the monk Jinguang, an invisible wall with light blue light appears, which blocks all the attacks.

The friars of the eighth order of the spirit emperor were stunned, because the target they wanted to attack disappeared.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared behind them. The red sword rushed forward and easily penetrated one's chest. The man was lying dead on the spot.

Then the black figure disappeared again. This time, people did not dare to be careless and looked around cautiously.

The crutcher's pupils narrowed and looked coldly at the void around him. He said: "Ye Sangao should have a treasure, which can help him hide his body in the void, so it's hard for us to find him."

"Hum, our target is not him. How can a spirit array stop me?"

Longyang Sanren snorted coldly, stirred up the whole body's spiritual power, and attacked the golden light monk with one palm.

Sure enough, the light blue wall reappeared when Longyang scattered people palmed forward, but this time it was not able to block the attack for the golden monk.

Click!

A burst of broken sound came, and the light blue wall burst into pieces.

Longyang Sanren, with a sneer on his lips, once again moved forward, this time directly towards the unprepared monk Jinguang.

Just when Longyang Sanren was two steps away from Jinguang monk, a silver figure appeared.

That silver white figure low roars, is also a palm forward.

Two palms opposite, a series of explosions sounded in the air.

Longyang scattered people back two steps, the silver figure is back dozens of steps to stabilize the body.

"Tut tut." Longyang Sanren exclaimed: "it's powerful. I can catch my hand after changing my skin. It's good."

The crutcher behind him looked at Ye Hao, who was shining with silver light and had silver skin, and said to himself, "it's like the power of the stars. How can this guy have the power of the stars?"

Looking at the silver figure rushing forward, Longyang Sanren burst out laughing: "boy, I just used seven parts of my strength. This time, I'm going to exert ten parts of my strength. It depends on your ability to take over!"

Then, just ready to rush out, suddenly a figure shot out from behind him.

He looked at the shot out of the figure, shrugged, helpless way: "originally also want to play with you, now it seems that there is no need, forget it, or do business first."

Then, Longyang Sanren took a group of monks behind him and went to monk Jinguang.

In a hurry, Ye Hao, who uses the first chapter of star moon change, looks at the humble figure that comes to him. He has a bad premonition, but at this time, he has already retired.

Hands clenched, did not slow down, straight with that humble figure hit in a place.

Bang bang!

In the sky, there was a flash of light, and then there were big pits on the ground.

The figures of Ye Hao and the crutcher are gone.

……

West of the medicine garden.

The swordsman in white walked wantonly in the crowd with a long snow-white sword. The place he passed was in a mess and covered with blood.

Although there are blood beads constantly emerging in the air, but not a drop of blood can drop on his white robe like snow. The sword in his hand killed no less than 100 people, but the whole person still maintains a high fighting power.

From a distance, the appearance of the immortal is the same as that of the immortal.

Not far away, duobaosan looked at the white swordsman. He was not happy in his heart and swore, "asshole, you can pretend to be cool and play handsome, but you won't last long!"

Immediately, he said to the two people beside him: "Bai Jun, Canggou, don't you do it?"

They looked at each other with a smile, and said: "isn't the third young master Bao not doing it? Why, are you in a hurry? "

"Oh." Duobaosan chuckles and doesn't care with them. With a move of his right hand, a pagoda with golden light shining on the palm of his hand appears.

Looking at the dazzling golden light and golden texture, they felt a little envious.

Duobao three said in a high voice: "aren't you very powerful? How about trying my Pagoda with six levels of inferior products?"

Then, with a swing of his right hand, he threw out the pagoda in his palm.

"Get out of the way, others!" Bai Jun and Canggou drink high at the same time.

Just at the moment when the pagoda was thrown out, its size quickly grew from the size of a palm to the size of a big tree surrounded by three people.

The enlarged pagoda envelops the bloody swordsman in white and the monks who have no time to withdraw.

When the pagoda falls to the ground, the heaven and the earth will be calm for a moment, and there will be no more sword Qi.

Canggou looked at the pagoda standing between heaven and earth, and said tentatively, "Mr. Bao San, can you open the pagoda and let some of my people out?"

The monks who have just been locked in are indeed his people. His people have lost the most in this war, and now they are able to earn a few.