It only takes a moment.
The burly man holding a long knife rushed to Fan Yi.
He had heard about what Fan Yi did in Tianlong City. He did not regard Fan Yi as a fifth-level monk at all, but as an opponent of comparable strength.
Liu Wangjiang took a big step with his left foot, held a knife in both hands, swept towards Fan Yi's waist, and shouted:
"Boy, look at the knife!"
Fan Yi stomped his feet to the ground, then jumped into the air and just avoided the path of the long knife.
Before Fan Yi's body could fall to the ground, Liu Wangjiang stopped the sword and at the same time flipped the blade over and raised it diagonally.
Seeing the burly man's fast and smooth movements and his exquisite sword skills, Fan Yi had no choice but to activate his fist field and hit him with one punch.
boom! A sound rang out.
Fan Yi's body was knocked backwards by the extremely powerful force of the knife. Just when his body had just landed firmly on the ground, Liu Wangjiang was already holding a long knife and stabbing forward.
Fan Yi turned sideways to avoid the blade, and instantly raised his left knee to push it over. At this time, the handle of the long knife had already blocked it.
There was another crash.
Liu Wangjiang's body was forcefully pushed back six or seven steps by Fan Yi.
Liu Wangjiang's eyes changed, his thoughts were uncertain and dim:
"This boy's physique is so strong. With a body cultivated in the fifth realm, he can actually be as good as mine. No wonder Mordes fell for it."
Liu Wangjiang did not immediately launch the next attack, but instead put his sword away and stood beside him.
He said in a deep voice:
"Seeing that you are a good young man, I appreciate your talent. As long as you hand over those two god-level magic weapons, I can spare your life. How about it?"
Fan Yi grinned, then shook his head and replied:
"not so good?"
Liu Wangjiang showed a ferocious expression and said:
"It's not so good. Try taking my knife again."
This time.
Liu Wangjiang kept pouring spiritual power into the long knife.
Gradually, the originally cold Black Iron Saber was actually covered with a layer of light fire. The fire light was still flowing and moving.
Liu Wangjiang's control of spiritual power is probably a bit more skillful than that of Ning Beimen of Yuncheng and Modex of Liuwang Tower.
Liu Wangjiang raised the long knife above his head. Although he didn't move, the blade was already slashing straight down.
In an instant, a flaming sword shadow broke away from the long sword and ran straight towards Fan Yi in front.
When Fan Yi saw this scene, he was already a little frightened. This was the golden elixir copying technique that was added to the blade and transformed.
Fan Yi had no choice but to dodge temporarily and instantly slid sideways.
Unexpectedly, Liu Wangjiang slashed on the spot again, and the flaming blade also changed its direction and struck Fan Yi.
Fan Yi kept running back and forth to avoid, but the flaming blade followed him like a shadow.
Fan Yi stood firm in his fist stance, opened his fist field wide, and a dark, hollow circle appeared above his fist.
Then he punched the flame blade with a punch and shouted:
"I transferred it to you!"
As soon as the flame blade came into contact with the black circle, it quietly disappeared into the black circle.
Just when Liu Wangjiang was puzzled, the crowd not far away suddenly heard howls.
The sound of a flaming knife appeared out of thin air and swept out, cutting several warriors from the mercenary group into ashes.
Huang Xiaoshan, who was fighting with the thunder clouds in the sky, shouted angrily at the bottom when he saw this:
"Liu Wangjiang, what are you doing? I asked you to grab the boy named Fan and leave quickly. What? And you started attacking my people!"
At this moment, Liu Wangjiang felt aggrieved.
He also couldn't figure out what method Fan Yi used just now to divert his spiritual attack. Damn it.
Liu Wangjiang replied in a deep voice:
"Mr. Xiao, don't be surprised. This kid is very weird. After I capture him, I may get a big opportunity."
However.
Huang Xiaoshan didn't dare to be distracted and answer at this time, but he was knocked back dozens of feet by Lei Yinyun's punch.
Lei Yinyun laughed loudly and said:
"You are old and are no match for me!"
Huang Xiaoshan is holding a golden spear, his eyes changing complicatedly.
He could also feel that Lei Yinyun was much stronger than the previous fights in the mountains.
Huang Xiaoshan's purpose was to hold back Lei Yinyun so that Liu Wangjiang could succeed, but the current battle on the ground was not going according to his wishes.
Jiang Jixue's attacks were extremely ruthless. Whenever a warrior cultivator approached, she would split them into several pieces with one move.
And the two Fourth Realm monks did not dare to confront her head-on.
Baong Wongfei was also unambiguous. He seemed to be venting his emotions when he killed the warriors. He walked back and forth among the warriors, and heads kept falling to the ground.
Liu Wangjiang did not dare to use the flame blade again, so he went forward with the sword again and chased Fan Yi.
However, no matter how tricky he was with his sword, he could always be knocked away by Fan Yi's iron fists. The more he fought, the more anxious he became.
He had already seen that Fan Yi only wanted to contain him and was unwilling to confront him head-on, in order to buy time for the other three.
However, the spiritual power in his body was constantly being consumed.
Liu Wangjiang tried several times to use the monarch's coercion to restrict Fan Yi's actions. However, every time the pressure was released, a golden glow would emerge from Fan Yi's body, completely resolving it.
He, Liu Wangjiang, had killed many monks in the fifth realm, and this time he hit the wall.
Huang Xiaoshan was once again punched away by Lei Yinyun.
Neither of them used the imagination power of the mind and spirit realm. After all, that kind of power consumes too much spiritual energy and the movement is too loud.
Liu Wangjiang slashed the air with his sword. Seeing that most of the people he brought were dead, he felt anxious and angry.
He shouted angrily at Fan Yi who was not far away:
"How can a dignified five-level monk run away like a rat or a dog? You are worthy of being a cultivator!"
Fan Yi grinned again and said:
"You are a great monk in the Sixth Realm, and I can't beat you. Since I can't beat you, why don't you run away? Isn't that just a fool?"
Liu Wangjiang completely lost his temper, and bursts of screams came from not far away.
The next thing in his mind was to pick up the knife and turn back, but he only left one sentence:
"Since I can't kill you, I will kill your friend!"
However, when Liu Wangjiang took three steps, red rays of light suddenly appeared in front of him.
They eventually intertwined and formed an open-air cage.
Fan Yi activated the Seven-Star Flag Formation, trapping both of them inside at the same time.
Liu Wangjiang knew this formation, but he was stunned when he saw the formation flag clearly.
Because there were no monks guarding the formation flags, the formation flags were all planted on a few stones.
Liu Wangjiang couldn't figure out when the young man who only knew how to run away set up the flag formation?
This seven-star flag array was blessed by the spiritual power of the monks in the Mind Realm, and it was strong enough to trap Liu Wangjiang.
However.
Fan Yi put himself in the formation, wasn't he throwing himself into a trap?
At this time, he walked towards Liu Wangjiang step by step with a smile on his face.
When Lei Yinyun saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched and he said:
"He is a cruel person."
