The old man became clumsy in the purple mist and could not escape the palm power of the six people.

The sky sword is dim and will disappear at any time.

Song Yunge stood on a tree and looked down with a slightly dark face.

The poison technique of Yin and Yang Valley is a masterpiece. Although he knew it, he had never really seen it. Even the disciples of Sarutobi Sect rarely saw it.

After all, Yin-Yang Valley is far away from Sarutobi Sect, and there is a gap between the Treasure House, so there are few direct conflicts.

The purple mist fills up a peach blossom miasma, and when you are in the miasma, you will go to another world.

The connection with the Nine Heavens is separated, and the Heavenly Sword will naturally disappear.

If you cannot leave the peach blossom miasma before the vitality in your body is exhausted, you will almost die.

The old man with a gloomy face immediately thought of this, and immediately turned into a light curtain to protect himself and rushed out.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The palm force collided with the sky sword, making a muffled sound. Song Yunge saw the old man suddenly heading east and west, and actually turned around in the same place.

He turned his head to look at the void and sent a secret message: "Miss Huang, is he being hit by an illusion?"

"Yeah." Huang Feiye's voice sounded in his ears.

"These six guys are the realm of Dizhi?" Song Yunge shook his head, Dizhi is equivalent to the Saint of Knife.

"It's the land of knowledge." Huang Feiye replied.

"I really can't underestimate the poisonous techniques and illusions of Yin and Yang Valley." Song Yunge said: "I always thought it was a last skill before."

"The poison and illusion of Yin and Yang Valley are different from those outside, and they are almost like Taoism." Huang Feiye said lightly.

The old man with a gloomy face suddenly let out a long roar, and then the sword light shone brightly, turning into a white rainbow and rushing in one direction.

The old man closed his eyes and ignored nothing, just letting the Heavenly Knife take him out.

"Bang bang bang bang..." He was hit by six or seven palms in one breath, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he had already left the range of peach blossom miasma.

I returned to my appearance, no longer the previous peach blossoms, endless and boundless.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he was injured and poisoned, no matter how he escaped from the range of peach blossom miasma, it would be victory.

He turned his head suddenly, staring at the six people who were fleeing like cold electricity, and sneered.

Although his body is weak and the poisonous gas is like ice to freeze himself, now the Heavenly Dao has recovered its power. With the blessing of endless power, these poisonous gases are suppressed and cannot come out to cause trouble for the time being.

He let out a long roar again, and the sword light shot towards him like a white rainbow.

The six people clapped their palms and condensed into a peach blossom miasma again, with a smaller range, but they enveloped them.

They looked sarcastic.

I knew that this old guy would be fooled, so they just waited, and had no intention of escaping, just wanted to kill him.

Tianmei has formed a psychological pattern of hunters facing prey when facing prey when facing prey.

Even if they meet Middle-earth masters who are stronger than themselves, they only feel that they have encountered difficult preys, and as long as they deal with it carefully, they can still hunt them.

The old man sneered and waved his knife hard, and the light of the knife skyrocketed, leading him to draw an arc to bypass the range of peach blossom miasma.

The sword flashed past several giant trees.

With a loud bang, the giant tree cut off in the waist fell to the ground.

The old man flew and kicked repeatedly after landing.

Giant trees flew up and hit the six Yin-Yang Valley disciples, forcing them to dodge.

These giant trees are powerful and powerful, and the power of the sword marquis is not something they can reach. This is an irreparable gap in realm.

They flashed and left the scope of peach blossom miasma.

The sword light shone and shot at them again.

"Spread!" The six people suddenly dispersed, and the six people turned into twelve people and then into twenty-four figures.

Every figure is true.

The old man was extremely angry. It was a shame to be fooled by six realms that were worse than his own!

He really couldn't tell the truth about the twenty-four figures, but there was a stupid way to kill the farthest one first.

He killed one after another, slashed it over, and was empty, so he kicked out a leaf.

The leaves flew, pouring his vitality into sharp blades, breaking through the air and making a "hissing" roar.

Song Yunge stroking his hands.

This old guy is really experienced! He is quick to deal with it!

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." The leaves were blown to pieces, and it was impossible to tell which figure was empty.

Even the virtual figure can blow up these leaves.

The old man sneered.

Even if these virtual figures can blow up leaves, the strengths and sizes are different.

Through the differences in the blown-up of these leaves, he could tell which one was the real body, and the sword light swept away.

The purple air flashed again, and the peach blossoms were filled with miasma again.

"Damn it!" The old man was completely angry, and the sky sword danced violently, and sand and stones suddenly flew away.

He cut off the trees and smashed them at six people.

The six finally had to run away.

They turned into twenty-four figures and fled together, while the old man used the leaves to chase after him, and the sword light finally caught one person in.

"Swish!" The disciple of Yin and Yang Valley was divided into two, and the sky sword was invincible and invincible.

"Kill--!" The old man felt very happy and whistled again.

The sword light is even stronger and the blood is boiling.

"Hmph!" The five young men from Yin and Yang Valley looked cold and their eyes were cold. Suddenly, two of them slapped their chests.

"Puff!" Blood spurted out.

Two ripples of blood burned in the air, and the flames burned in an instant.

The fragrance suddenly swelled.

Song Yunge's eyes shook, his mind was heavy, and he worked hard to activate the Great Sun Tathagata, and his cold breath made him awake.

The old man's face changed slightly, and the sword light dimmed.

"Bang!" Another young man's arm exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

This blood mist seemed to be spiritual and suddenly penetrated into the old man's nostrils.

The old man fell to the sky, and the sky knife floated in the air and slowly dissipated. The old man's face quickly turned blue and purple, and then died of anger.

Song Yunge stood on the tree fork with a solemn expression.

Only then did I truly realize the power of the Yin-Yang Valley disciples. Their poisonousness and the strong nature are all rare.

If you encounter it, you may not be able to survive.

He pulled two souls into his mind, and felt like he was full. He knew that it was not appropriate to stay anymore and could not kill these guys with the flow. He had to go back and digest them well.

"Miss Huang, do a pretty job!" Song Yunge sent a message to the secret: "But it's a pity that I couldn't kill the Guangyin Yang Valley, and that guy was killed by them. You have no credit."

Huang Feiye glared at him coldly.

Song Yunge waved his hand and quietly fled into the tree, completely disappearing, making Huang Feiye gasp hard.

She was about to leave, but suddenly her face changed slightly.

Another sword light came across the sky in the distance and fell to the five Yin-Yang Valley disciples who were breathing heavily.

The five of them were exhausted and were relaxing to regulate their breathing.

"Ding..." Huang Feiye suddenly flashed, and the horizontal knife blocked the Snow Bright Sky Knife.

Song Yunge was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

This time he was a young man with a pockmarked face. He didn't recognize him. He looked like he was about the same age as Feng Jin, but his real age was definitely older than Feng Jin.

"Dingding Dingding Ding..." Huang Feiye blocked it with one knife and turned his head and shouted: "Senior Brother Qi, you guys go quickly!"

Five young men from Yin and Yang Valley were stunned and started to escape.

A young man sang: "Junior Sister Huang, don't block it, we'll be fine right away."

Huang Feiye shouted: "I can stop it!"

Five young men from Yin and Yang Valley, with their companions, saw no signs in the blink of an eye, and Huang Feiye turned around and ran away.

The young man with a numb face looked gloomy. When he saw the old man's corpse, he would never give up with his murderous intent. He activated his strength with all his strength, and caught up with Huang Feiye in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly a sword light stabbed him from the air.

He turned around and blocked.

"Ding..." When the swords and swords intersected and made a clear sound, Huang Feiye had disappeared.

Song Yunge, who had an ugly face, showed his appearance, and the young man with a numb face roared: "You--!"

He realized at once that this was Song Yunge and Tianmei colluded.
Chapter completed!