"Clang clang clang!"

After dozens of swords fell, Yi Qianmo's body surging blood and his tiger's mouth was numb. The spiritual power on his body could not be gathered and formed, let alone fighting this young man.

"Puff!"

The young man stabbed with a sword, and Yi Qianmo dodged, but he was still a step slower. The opponent's sword left a wound one foot long and the size of a fingernail on his body.

"His body can actually resist the power of my flying sword."

The young man in purple said in surprise.

"Just play with it, don't hurt his muscles or bones, otherwise you won't be able to sell for a good price." Another young man reminded.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I have a sense of responsibility, but it is obviously not so easy to suppress him."

The young man in purple said, "After he is exhausted, he will be able to capture his hands."

The few people had no intention of joining forces to attack, and their attention was quickly placed on the crack, looking eager to try. They obviously found that the crack was gradually narrowing. If this continues, it will disappear sooner or later.

Yi Qianmo held the Fire Sword in his hand and welcomed the attack of the young man in purple. It was not that he did not want to use all his strength, but that he would immediately cause the attack of the remaining three monks.

He may not be able to leave here by then!

A moment passed, and his spiritual power was consumed. Although there were many wounds on his body, they were all skin injuries, and there were still some pills on his body that were not used.

The crack in front of him became narrower and narrower. The young man in charge became a little anxious and said, "Suppress him quickly, and we may be able to go in and explore!"

"Okay!"

The young man in purple nodded and immediately took action with all his might, "Your spiritual power has been consumed almost the same, right?"

"Not bad, it's almost done!"

Yi Qianmo immediately took out the remaining Holy Spirit Pills and all melted in his dantian. The three dim golden pills absorbed the medicinal power at the first time and emitted a dazzling light.

At the same time, the spiritual power that had just been transformed was instantly drained by the sword ball, and a silver-white light flashed in his eyes.

"Clang!"

The sword fell down and made a violent sound of gold and iron fighting. The young man in purple looked at Yi Qianmo in surprise. He originally wanted to knock Yi Qianmo's sword out directly.

But he found that not only did not kill, the other party actually took the sword.

"You..." Seeing the light in Yi Qianmo's eyes, the young man in purple changed his face.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Three flying swords flew out of Yi Qianmo's body and stabbed directly at the young man in purple. At this moment, his sword was still suppressing the Fire Sword in Yi Qianmo's hand, a little caught off guard!

"Shit!"

The young man in purple retreated immediately, but three torn wounds were cut by the three swords, which made the young man feel furious immediately.

"Clang clang clang!"

The young man in purple shook the three flying swords at the same time at the first time, but just as he swung his sword to slash Yi Qianmo, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind him!

A pitch-black sword stabbed his back and locked his dantian. The young man did not expect such a thing to appear after being beaten, so he had to force his evasion. The sword passed through his body directly, but avoided the vital position of the dantian.

"ah!"

The young man was furious. It was not until this moment that the three young men next to him realized, but he didn't expect that Yi Qianmo had four flying swords, and he was also hiding such an assistant close to the Nascent Soul stage, which hurt the young man.

But what they didn't expect was that at the moment when the young man was stabbed, Yi Qianmo flashed, turned into a silver light, and swung his sword to slash at the young man.

"Puff!"

The sword slashed from the young man's head, leaving a cracked silver light on his body, which was transformed by the sword energy, "seeking death!"

At the same time, three young men waved their swords and stabbed Yi Qianmo. The terrifying sword power was much stronger than the young man in purple!

Yi Qianmo jumped in the air and landed behind the young man. Then he took off his storage bag and pinched his hand.

The moment the three of them stabbed, the young man's body made a "bang" sound, exploding, and blood and flesh splattered all over them.

At the same time, Yi Qianmo flashed and fled towards the crack that was about to close.

"Want to leave?"

These three young men blocked Yi Qianmo's retreat at the first time.

Yi Qianmo knew his strength, and when he used the Hunyuan sword body, he was forced to kill the young man. Facing these three people, he would never have a chance to survive!

When the three of them stabbed, he gritted his teeth and a black shadow blocked him. The body of the Black Buddha was the body of the Black Buddha. After a gesture in his hand, the Black Buddha's body suddenly swelled!

The three people who stabbed changed their faces. They felt the swelling aura in the black Buddha's corpse. They took back the sword as soon as possible, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

A huge force exploded from the Black Buddha's body, and a terrifying wave of air radiated. Yi Qianmo in the air directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His body also penetrated into the cracks under the force.

The three monks' spiritual light protectors blocked most of the power, but they looked extremely embarrassed. When they chased after them, the crack was only the size of a ball.

One of the monks was angry, but he was as if he was going to chase through a crack at the first time, but was stopped by the young man in charge and said, "Do you want to die? Such a small space is enough to tear you into powder!"

The monk stopped, swallowed his saliva, and said, "If a native person kills his junior brother, how can we explain when we go back? Could it be that the four of us not only did not stop a native, but were killed by a native person, and escaped without hesitation?"

Another monk looked bad and said, "We have been on duty here for many years, but this has never happened. Now that the junior brother is dead, there must be an explanation, otherwise... I will definitely be punished if I return to the sect!"

"Um!"

The young man in the lead had a cold face. At this moment, the crack disappeared, and there was only a cliff in front of him. If it weren't for the embarrassing situation in front of him, they would have thought that the scene just now had not happened.

"It will definitely be of great use to let us take turns to guard this place!"

The young man said, "Although I don't know where this crack leads,... Since someone has come here, it may be useful to the sect. Junior Brother Wu, please stay here to guard it. Junior Brother Ma and I will go to Yaowang Mountain to see the situation!"

Then, one of the young men stayed, and the other two immediately returned to the mountain. When they saw the hall collapse and the sculptures inside disappeared, their faces changed.

After a while, they returned to the cliff in front of the crack and said, "The sculpture has disappeared!"

"What!"

The left-behind young man turned his head and looked at the place where the crack disappeared, saying, "That means that the natives just now really had something to do with the guys from Yaowangshan!"

"It is absolutely not ordinary for an indigenous person to have such strength. I will immediately send a message to the sect!"
Chapter completed!