But Ye Yuntian quickly turned around and fought back, knocking him to the ground.
Gradually, those who surrounded him fell down one by one. Ye Yuntian stood there, surrounded by an unparalleled aura. This scene was like an invincible hero, which made people feel awe.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
At this moment, a burst of applause sounded in the air.
"No wonder you dare to go against us. It turns out that you are not weak at all. But don't think that I am a waste like them...!"
"Boy, to tell you the truth, I appreciate talents very much. I am willing to give you a chance. If you are willing to be my servant from now on, I can consider sparing your life!"
Yan Feiji clapped his hands and said with a smile on his face.
When he heard the man in front of him proudly proposed to accept him as a servant, Ye Yuntian raised the corners of his mouth with disdain, and there was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his eyes.
"You want to take me as a servant?" The male protagonist sneered disdainfully: "Are you worthy of a guy like you? I suggest you go back and look in the mirror!"
When Yan Feiji heard Ye Yuntian's words, he suddenly became furious: "Then you go die! After I kill you, I will share the woman next to you with everyone present to enjoy!"
"What you said makes me very unhappy. You have to pay the price with your life!"
Ye Yuntian was also furious at this time. He took out the Tiangang Dragon Scale Sword, and a powerful sword energy filled the air.
"Master Yan, do you want me to deal with him for you?"
The middle-aged man next to Yan Feiji recommended himself at this time.
"No, just watch."
Yan Feiji shook his head, and then took out his sword.
Just as Ye Yuntian was about to take action, he was suddenly pulled by Bai Yanran next to him. Ye Yuntian looked at Bai Yanran with a confused look on his face, not knowing why.
"I'll do it, I'll send him to hell."
Bai Yanran stood in front of Ye Yuntian at this time and said with cold eyes, without any emotion. Ever since she can remember, she has never seen anyone dare to humiliate her like this!
After hearing Bai Yanran's words, Ye Yuntian nodded immediately. He believed in Bai Yanran's strength!
"Hahaha, boy, you know you're scared, right? You actually asked a woman to fight me, hahaha...!"
"But I won't be pity for you now. This wonderful figure will kill you when the time comes. I will enjoy it."
At this time, seeing Ye Yuntian standing behind Bai Yanran, Yan Feiji burst out laughing. Apparently he thought that Ye Yuntian knew that he was going to take action, was scared, and wanted to give this woman to him to enjoy first.
"Blood Rain Demon Slash!"
Immediately afterwards, Yan Feiji stopped talking nonsense and slashed out with his sword. The moment this chapter was shot, there was endless blood rain and flames.
Seeing such power, everyone from the Xuanming Sect who came with him felt their hearts tremble. At the same time, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. It was indeed Yan Feiji of their Xuanming Sect who shocked the whole audience as soon as he made a move.
"This sword skill of yours is even more interesting! Huang Ming Nine Heavens Sword Skill!"
Bai Yanran smiled disdainfully
Bai Yanran's sword was like a swallow returning to its nest, graceful and swift, as if it turned into a stream of light traveling through the nine heavens. The sound of the wind brought by each sword was like the cry of the phoenix, tearing the sky apart and making people tremble.
The two forces collided together, and only circles of terrifying energy spread crazily.
Immediately, the two men displayed their respective martial arts skills again, and their figures passed each other in front of the stone gate of the Crouching Dragon Land. The lights of swords and shadows intertwined into a tragic scene.
Yan Feiji's swordsmanship is sharp and fast, and every sword is full of malice and cruelty, while Bai Yanran's swordsmanship is calm and sharp, and every sword contains her elegance and strength.
Yan Feiji smiled ferociously and waved his blade, trying to force Bai Yanran into a desperate situation. However, Bai Yanran responded calmly and her sword skills became even more fierce. She seemed to transform into an invisible storm, neutralizing Yan Feiji's attacks one by one.
In the end, when Yan Feiji's attacks were resolved by Bai Yanran's sword.
"It's over. Don't come out to seek death again."
Bai Yanran suddenly drew out her sword. Suddenly, the sword emitted a crimson light, and along with the sound of phoenix cries, it turned into a sword energy and swept out, heading towards Yan Feiji.
A sword pierced Yan Feiji's chest. In the next second, Yan Feiji's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. When the blood fell to the ground, it immediately became dry. Bai Yanran drew out the sword. At that moment, Yan Feiji flew directly backwards, like a cannonball, with a loud bang and hit the ground hard.
Lying on the ground and vomiting blood, Yan Feiji looked at his chest in disbelief, then fell down, blood staining the land red.
Bai Yanran put away her sword, her eyes still cold: "In the future, you must know what not to say! What to say!" She said lightly, turned around and stood behind Ye Yuntian, leaving Yan Feiji's body to become this A gloomy landscape between heaven and earth.
The moment Yan Feiji fell to the ground, the hearts of the fellow disciples and the middle-aged man seemed to have stopped beating.
They looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, shock and anger intertwined in their hearts. It was simply unbelievable to them that Yan Feiji, the once omnipotent sect, would die here today.
"Impossible! This is impossible! How could Young Master Yan die here!" A disciple murmured to himself in a trembling voice. All of them had thought that Yan Feiji was one of the most powerful among the younger generation, but now they witnessed He was in such a miserable state.
The middle-aged man also had a look of disbelief in his eyes, and his heart seemed to be severely impacted at this moment.
However, he also knew that this was not the time to mourn. Faced with this unexpected change, he could not say anything to cause chaos. If he caused chaos, these disciples who came with him would only become more frightened. He wanted to maintain their current situation. The current order of the sect.
"I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting scene!"
A faint laughter sounded, and a young man led ten or twenty people behind him to approach.
"Who would have thought that Yan Feiji of Xuanming Sect would die here? Who would believe it if he told me!"
At this moment, another voice came from far and near.
"Fairy, have you ever joined a force? Do you want to consider joining my Ziwei Fairy Mansion?"
Dozens of fairy-like women from the Ziwei Fairy Mansion slowly flew across the sky. They were wearing their own dazzling fairy clothes. Each fairy exuded a unique temperament and look.
Some held harps, flutes and shengs, playing the sounds of nature, while others held jade flowers, overflowing with fragrance.
