Behind the mound is a relatively low-lying area.

In this low-lying area, thousands of people are besieging one person.

Yan Fei looked at the scene in the depression and felt anger rushing to his head.

The one who was besieged was Xuan Jia.

Xuan Jia was covered in blood, and he could no longer tell whether it was his or his opponent.

The people who besieged Xuanjia were mainly old men, including those in the immortal way, monks of Buddhism and martial arts, and practitioners of martial arts.

Seven or eight people besieged Xuan Jia, and the remaining thousands surrounded Xuan Jia, but they couldn't reach.

"This... why are these people in the right path more despicable than the demon? So many people besiege Xuan Jia alone? His grandmother is really too bullying. Today I have to fight with these so-called people in the right path to death."

Tang Shiba also looked angry.

"Bah, those who are in the right path are just some hypocrites. Now I understand that there is no conclusion on what good and evil are good and evil. Brother Yan's words are true only by heart."

Nan Li is sometimes timid in his work, but if he really reaches that position, he will be a desperate person.

Everyone has experienced life and death together. In Nanli's heart, Xuan Jia and Xuan Ding are already their own people.

Seeing Xuan Jia being besieged by so many people now is simply bullying, and Nan Li is the first to rush.

Yan Fei stopped him.

"Brother Yan, what are you waiting for? It's so bullying."

At this moment, Yan Fei was observing the distance.

"Where is Xuan Ding?"

Only then did Nan Li remember that Xuan Jia and Xuan Ding were walking together, but now he only saw Xuan Jia.

"Oh no, Xuan Ding's cultivation is not as good as Xuan Ar. It's so hard to support Xuan Ar. Senior Xuan Ding is probably in danger."

The murderous aura on Yan Fei's face was getting stronger and stronger.

His eyes looked at the depression again.

Among the eight old men who besieged Xuanjia, there were four martial artists, three immortal masters, and the other one was a Buddhist.

He found that the cultivation of these four martial artists should not reach the Martial Emperor realm.

The three immortal masters should not reach the Martial Emperor realm if compared with the same level. Only this Buddhist master may be able to compare with the martial arts cultivator's Martial Emperor realm.

But he did not directly attack Xuanjia, but was blessing the Buddhist inscriptions to others.

Everyone was covered with a layer of golden light. With the blessing of his Buddhism, these people dared to fight against Xuan Jia head-on.

You know, even a master at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, facing an opponent in the early stage of the Martial Emperor Realm, there is almost no chance of winning.

One step away, thousands of miles away.

It's you.

Yan Fei's eyes locked on the old monk. With one hand, he waved his hand and Pojun sword was already held in his hand.

Nan Li also transformed into the Thunder Sword.

Duan Ruyan still used the long whip, but this long whip also incorporated the flames of the divine phoenix, and its original black original is now red and purple.

At this moment, the voices of the old men came from the depression.

"Xuanjia, you were originally a direct guard of the Zhuge family, but unexpectedly, you became an accomplice of the evil demon Yan Fei. Now you don't repent and resist stubbornly. Do you have to let go if you want both body and spirit to destroy them?" An old man shouted while attacking.

"Hmph, the Zhuge family has long announced that they have expelled him and that Xuan Ding from the Zhuge family. They have no relationship with the Zhuge family now."

"It's ridiculous. I'm still thinking of letting us leave the ghost gate. Yan Fei is an evil demon, and the poor gate must be a demon gate. Now my righteous path is gathering, not only to compete with the Netherworld Demon Sect, but also to completely wipe out the poor gate."

"Amitabha, Xuanjia, I think that your cultivation level in the Martial Emperor realm is not easy to obtain, and I advise you to turn back as soon as possible. If you are willing to repent and help us attract the evil demon Yan Fei, I can help you excuse me for your affairs."

Xuan Jia rarely uses treasures.

Now he has to use it. He has a big iron stick in his hand, and the wind is dancing, and it is majestic. Unfortunately, the other party has many people and is not weak in strength. Now he is almost at the end of his strength.

"I met Yan Fei, and I, Xuan Jia, realized that in this life, I could live for myself. Today, even if I die, I have no regrets. I only regret that I am not able to help you, my friend Yan Fei." Xuan Jia's words were still so simple. In Yan Fei's ears, a Pojun sword was tighter by Yan Fei.

"Hmph, I'm stubborn, I'll destroy you evil devil today."

On the mound, Nan Li's face turned red.

"It's so bad that people are all these people? Did they open their mouths and say who is evil devil, what are they?" As soon as they finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of them. Nan Li looked at him again and Yan Fei was no longer in his original place.

Yan Fei rushed down the earth mound with a quick step and shouted: "I, Yan Fei, are the demon of all demons, and I have to be a demon of all demons. Today, if I can't save me, you have to go to the Nine Nether Hell first."

With a roar, everyone was shocked by the power of the lion's roar.

Whoosh!

As the roar sounded, a golden light came out of Yan Fei's hand and headed straight for the monk.

The phoenix wings and feathers of the holy weapon level appeared, and the monk suddenly felt a sense of the approaching breath of death.

Even though his cultivation level is comparable to that of a martial artist, he is still frightened in front of the phoenix-winged feathers at the holy weapon level.

The monk flashed his eyes and felt a chill when he saw the golden light.

He subconsciously exclaimed, and the monk did not dare to be careless and threw out a jade bowl.

When begging for alms, the monks in Buddhism hold bowls, Buddhist beads, Zen sticks and bowls in their hands, which are the most popular Buddhist treasures for people in Buddhism.

The monk's jade bowl is of great quality and has a lower level of king level, so it is considered a good Buddhist treasure.

Unfortunately, when I just touched the phoenix wings, I just paused for a moment, and then was shot through.

The monk felt very distressed, but saving his life is the most important thing.

He hurriedly waved the Zen Staff in his hand and smashed it down towards the golden light. Unfortunately, he was a little slower. The Zen Staff fell just after the golden light passed.

There was only a scream, and with a puff, the phoenix-winged feathers passed directly through the monk's right chest.

"Ah... this is the phoenix wings and the feathers of phoenix wings." The monk screamed, and he took a few steps back. When he saw the blood gushing out of his right chest, he hurriedly clicked on several large acupoints and tried his best to save his life.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel scared. If this golden light penetrated through his left chest, he would undoubtedly die.

Just as luck would have it, the monk turned around suddenly, and the golden light drew an arc in the air and came back.

puff!

This time, as the monk thought, the phoenix-winged feathers shot through his left chest.

Passing through the heart.
Chapter completed!