There is a deserted village to the southeast twenty miles away from the deserted city.
This is also the only way to go to Huangcheng from the south. At this moment, Yan Fei, Liu Yu, and Gao Yan are surrounded by a group of Xiaoyao Sect demons.
At that moment, Gao Yan was seriously injured and unconscious, and Liu Yu also clearly felt the determination of these demons from the Xiaoyao Sect to kill the three of them. If things were different as usual, the three of them would definitely not be spared. However, now that Yan Fei's skills have greatly improved, he actually fought with that Xiaoyao Emperor Ren Yao fought back and forth, showing his spare strength.
If Yan Fei hadn't been distracted to help him deal with the enemy, Gao Yan, let alone Gao Yan, would have been injured long ago.
The fierce sword energy interweaves in the sky!
"when"! The swords clashed, Liu Yu carried Gao Yan on his back, and slashed the three demons who came to kill with their long swords, sending them flying away.
The situation is obviously extremely unfavorable to them. Yan Fei is okay, but he and Gao Yan are difficult to resist.
With Yan Fei's current martial arts skills, there is no need for him and Gao Yan to worry. As long as the two of them escape from here, Yan Fei will have a way to escape.
Understanding this, Liu Yu immediately sent out his grappling hook and shot it toward a big tree about three feet away to the southwest. He penetrated the tree and escaped with Gao Yandang with a sudden force.
The distance between more than a dozen masters and him immediately widened.
Liu Yu controlled the mechanism of the iron tube, pulled the rope inward, and quickly accelerated. He shook the hook with skillful force to get out of the tree trunk, and then propped up the tree trunk again, skimming two feet away.
The hook rope shot repeatedly and flew over dozens of deserted houses. The two finally escaped from the deserted village and rushed towards the dense forest.
Although he was out of the deserted village, Liu Yu still swept northward without daring to hesitate.
He carried Gao Yan on his back and walked through the forest. Even if he exerted all his strength, even if his speed increased again and again, a sharp energy still swept from behind.
Liu Yuli became alert, used the hook rope to speed up, and then turned to the right.
There was a sound of brushing on the ground, and a big tree broke in response. Leaves fell and branches scattered. The rope hook turned around. Liu Yu did not dare to hesitate after landing and quickly got out of the way.
There were branches and leaves flying again, and it turned out that Ren Yao had broken through the forest with the Dragon Control Sword.
Liu Yu didn't dare to look back, and followed the feeling of his clever hand to strike back with a natural sword.
"Ding!"
His arm felt sore and numb, and his blood was boiling instantly. He took Ren Yao's sword, but he was no longer able to take the second sword.
Liu Yu secretly screamed that something was wrong and could not retreat in time. Just when Ren Yao's sword was about to penetrate both of them, another sword light suddenly passed by.
The speed of this sword was beyond his imagination and beyond Ren Yao's expectations. The sword edge was less than half a foot away from Liu Yu's chest, but the other sword struck out like lightning.
With a "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere, the two swords stopped at the same time, and then Ren Yao flew back.
Liu Yu sighed and let Ren Yao say: "I didn't expect that in just over a month, your skills would improve to such an extent."
Yan Fei stopped in front of the two of them and said, "Thanks to Emperor Xiaoyao's Xiaoyao Qi for this!"
Ren Yao sneered: "So what if your martial arts improve greatly? None of you can leave here today."
As soon as he finished speaking, killing sounds rang out all around, and the three of them were once again surrounded by dozens of Xiaoyao Sect demons.
Gao Yan was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Liu Yu looked around and knew that it was very difficult to leave safely. He couldn't help but asked: "My three brothers have nothing to do with your sect. Why should the leader Xiaoyao fight with the three of me to the death?"
Ren Yao gave a long laugh and said: "If you want to leave, you can, but not to the north."
Liu Yu said deeply: "This place is the only way to go to Bianhuang. It seems that the leader doesn't want us to go to Bianhuang."
Ren Yao said calmly: "It's good to know. You won't return it if you return it."
Yan Fei and Liu Yu frowned. As far as they knew, Bianhuangji was now under the protection of Tianjun, and Bianhuang had been renamed Huangcheng. If Yao stopped them from going to Huangcheng, there must be a conspiracy.
But with Tianjun here, who would dare to attack Huangcheng? Is the Xiaoyao Sect so unafraid of death?
The two of them couldn't figure out the key. They looked at each other, hesitating whether to return or advance.
Just when the two of them were hesitating, Ren Yao said impatiently: "Since you are seeking death, I, the Emperor, will help you."
Neither of them expected that Ren Yao would be so urgent and not give them any time to hesitate, but what they didn't expect was yet to come.
There was no warning, it came suddenly, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, spinning rapidly like a top, and the speed was astonishing.
Only then did Liu Yu and Yan Feishang sense that there was someone on the top of the tree three feet above. The person had descended to the sky behind Ren Yao, with a powerful force rising under his cover.
Even though Yan Fei and Liu Yu were not the first to bear the brunt, they still felt the tremendous pressure. They were going against the trend in a storm, struggling, and what about Ren Yao?
The strong wind coming from the hijab not only locked Ren Yao tightly, but also pressed him like a huge boulder, making it difficult for him to move. It was difficult for him to hold his own just by using his strength to resist.
All the believers exclaimed in unison, and Ren Yao shouted wildly: "Zhu Faqing!"
It was too late to draw his sword, so he punched the hood with his backhand.
"Peng!"
The fists and palms struck each other, and the aura collapsed layer by layer, dented, and finally exploded, making a roaring sound like the earth was falling apart.
What a blow?
He is Zhu Faqing, the leader of Maitreya Sect!
Ren Yao's whole body was shaken violently, and blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
With just one punch, Liu Yu and Yan Fei knew that not only Ren Yao was dead, but also their lives would be in danger if they didn't leave. How could they dare to hesitate and immediately turned around and fled outside.
Just as the two of them thought, Ren Yao was seriously injured after one blow, and a fat monk suddenly fell behind Ren Yao.
"Bang bang bang bang"!
The sound of explosive energy continued to sound, and Zhu Faqing slapped him on the back with several palms as fast as lightning. Each palm made Ren Yao spurt out a puff of blood. The several palms not only dispersed Ren Yao's body-protecting energy, Even people were shaken off the ground and flew forward.
Zhu Faqing laughed loudly and said, "Don't let anyone go."
As he spoke, he immediately killed two Xiaoyao believers with a single punch and a palm.
When Liu Yu and Yan Fei just broke through the siege, they already discovered that more Buddhist monks came out and killed them.
A wave of energy chased him, Liu Yu didn't dare to look back, Yan Fei immediately turned around and drew his sword.
"you go first."
Zhu Faqing was sneaking up and caught up with Liu Yu, but because Yan Fei turned around and drew his sword, he forcefully received his air punch.
"If Lord Buddha wants to kill you, how can you stand a chance?"
Yan Fei's sword flashed and thrust towards Zhu Faqing like lightning!
A year ago, he was the number one swordsman in Bianhuang. At that time, he thought that his martial arts skills were among the best in the world. But later, not to mention that Tianjun was also alive and Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry, even Ren Yao was by no means invincible to him.
But this time his skills have greatly increased and his swordsmanship has improved dramatically. Not counting the Eighteen Cavalrymen, Tianjun, and the mysterious young man, Ren Yao is no longer his opponent.
But the great monk in front of him told him again that he, Yan Fei, was nothing.
The butterfly love flower turned into a green light running around.
Zhu Faqing's cassock was fluttering, and his appearance was extremely powerful. He suddenly roared loudly, without raising his energy, and only punched out from his long sleeves.
This punch was like appearing from an illusion, and the power of the punch filled the world.
"when"!
Punching the blade of the sword, Yan Fei spurted out a small mouthful of blood, used the force to accelerate, and pulled away with a whizzing sound like an arrow.
