"You just refuse to pay the spirit stone?" Zhong Pei looked at Fang Yi and the little devil king and said, "But there is indeed capital, both of them have the strength of nearly half a step of the golden elixir."

"Let's do this, as long as you two agree to surrender to us, what will happen before?" Zhong Pei asked in a generous tone.

"Arrogant." The little devil flew to Fang Yi and said to Zhong Pei: "If we want us to surrender, we have to see if you have the strength."

"You two, we two, just two on two." The little devil said: "If you win, we will obey you, how about it?"

"Haha." Zhong Pei sneered and said, "You don't have the capital to negotiate with me yet. Since you don't agree, don't blame me for being rude."

"Kill." Zhong Pei waved his hand and shouted coldly. More than 20 late-stage cultivators in the surrounding area sacrificed their natal magic weapons and rushed towards Fang Yi and Long Wanda.

"Hmph." Fang Yi snorted coldly, and the 108 sharp blades all over his body instantly expanded the scope, wrapping up Long Wanda and the little devil. There was a jingle sound, and the magic weapons of more than 20 late-stage foundation-building cultivators were blocked.

The sword blur expanded its defense range, and the consumption of the opponent's spiritual consciousness became even more powerful. In just a moment, one hundred and eight sharp blades returned to their bodies again. Taking advantage of this gap, the little devil's body flashed and flew towards a cultivator. At the same time, the lightning field spanned dozens of meters away and enveloped the cultivator.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Yan Dong immediately used his natal flying sword to intercept the little devil's way.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the little devil's mouth. Seeing that his body was about to hit Yan Dong's flying sword, the little devil suddenly changed direction and flew towards a cultivator next to him.

These more than 20 cultivators formed an encirclement in the air, and the distance between them was very close. This distance was negligible for the little devil. The lightning field was shrouded in, and the cultivator could not move immediately. Zhong Pei and Yan Dong could not rescue him, and they watched the little devil break the cultivator in half with a hand knife.

The little devil continued to fly, and more than 20 cultivators who were surrounded by frightened, retreating one after another and setting a distance.

"Didn't you say that you will be protected by you after paying the spirit stone? What's wrong with this person? Didn't you pay the spirit stone?" The little devil pointed to the corpse that fell on the street and teased.

"Looking for death." He killed someone under his nose and even played with him. Yan Dong's face turned ugly and he shouted and controlled his natal flying sword to kill the little devil.

The figure of the little devil flashed in the air, and Yan Dong's flying sword could not touch the little devil at all.

"Okay." Zhong Pei said: "If you don't want one-on-one, then I'll help you."

Zhong Pei slowly flew towards the little devil king under his feet. He suddenly accelerated when he was more than ten meters away from the little devil king. The iron ruler flew away from his body and drew an arc to attack the little devil king. The little devil king shook his body and avoided the attacking iron ruler and flew towards Zhong Pei. Zhong Pei smiled slightly. When the little devil king raised his hand, another iron ruler suddenly appeared in Zhong Pei's hand and poked directly towards the little devil king.

However, Zhong Pei, who had just raised the iron ruler, suddenly felt a numbness in his body and spiritual consciousness. For a moment, Zhong Pei felt unable to move. The little devil's body suddenly disappeared, and he appeared behind Zhong Pei again, raised his hand and cut it towards Zhong Pei's neck.

Zhong Pei felt that his spiritual sense had a moment of paralysis. After waking up, he disappeared from the little devil. Feeling the crisis behind him, he quickly poked backwards. The little devil avoided the iron ruler, and Zhong Pei himself resolved the crisis. At the same time, another iron ruler flew back and continued to attack the little devil.

Although the little devil was fast, he could not use the two iron rulers when facing Zhong Pei. Occasionally, he paralyzed Zhong Pei in the lightning field and took the opportunity to attack, but they were all resolved by Zhong Pei one by one.

On the other side, Yan Dong had already faced Fang Yi. The two of them controlled their natal flying swords to attack and kill each other. The two flying swords collided with each other in the air, and the jingling sounds were endless.

After another collision, the two of them flew backwards. Yan Dong's flew around in the air and killed Fang Yi again. Fang Yihao ignored Yan Dong's flew back and drove the flew sword to attack Yan Dong.

Just as Yan Dong's flying sword was about to come to his body, four-colored light shields around Fang Yi lit up. After three "bang bang bang" sounds, the flying sword lost its remaining strength and was knocked out by Fang Yi's sharp blade.

At the same time, Fang Yi's flying sword also attacked Yan Dong. Yan Dong snorted coldly, and a layer of light flowed on his body, blocking Fang Yi's natal flying sword.

"So you also have a protective treasure." Fang Yi said. Being able to block his own flying sword strike also shows that Yan Dong's protective treasure is extraordinary.

"Don't you have it too?" Yan Dong said: "Come on, let me see how capable you are."

"Okay, let you see it." Fang Yi held his natal flying sword and suddenly drank: "Qianjiangyue."

The flying sword in his hand slid from bottom to top, and a crescent moon slashed towards Yan Dong.

"Guide the Sword Mountain." A crescent moon slashed towards Yan Dong, and the flying sword in his hand also turned into a beam of light and shot straight towards Yan Dong, avoiding the crescent moon sword energy, but he could no longer avoid Fang Yi's natal flying sword. The light on his body flowed, and he took Fang Yi's sword move.

He was hit in his chest by a sword. Although he had a protective magic weapon, the impact force still made Yan Dong fly backwards involuntarily. A burst of blood in his body surged, his face turned red, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yan Dong." Seeing that Yan Dong was almost injured by Fang Yi's sword, Zhong Pei immediately flew over, took a pill in his hand for Yan Dong to take, and asked, "Is it okay."

"Fortunately, this kid's swordsmanship is powerful." Yan Dong said: "And a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator can actually have spiritual power comparable to a half-step golden elixir cultivator."

"You guys go together." Zhong Pei finally began to feel that these two opponents were a little tricky, and immediately shouted at the so-called subordinates around him.

At this time, the so-called subordinates were watching from a distance, without any intention of interfering. Even Long Wanda stood aside, and no cultivators came to attack.

"Hmph." Zhong Pei looked around at the cultivators and sneered: "Okay, you are very good. Once these two people die, it will be your death."

Although the cultivators around were afraid, none of them stepped forward. The situation was clear now. These four people were evenly matched. No matter who wins, they would have to pay a considerable price. It would be better to come up and get a bargain.

"Kill!" Zhong Pei's eyes turned red, and he controlled two iron rulers to kill Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's four-colored light shield was protected by his body, and one hundred and eight sharp blades surrounded him, allowing Zhong Pei's two iron rulers to attack, which could not break Fang Yi's defense at all.

It was confirmed that Zhong Pei's attack could not break his defense. Fang Yi controlled his natal flying sword and attacked frequently. Zhong Pei's two iron rulers barely blocked Fang Yi's natal flying sword, but found that he was surrounded by more than thirty sword energy at some time.

Thirty-six Gengjin sword energy flew up and down around Zhong Pei, forming a tornado. Zhong Pei was in it and used two iron rulers to resist Fang Yi's natal flying sword, but could not resist more than thirty sword energy at the same time. He could only protect his body with spiritual power and let these sword energy cut.

Zhong Pei met Fang Yi, and Yan Dong slashed at the little devil king with a flying sword. The little devil king's figure kept flashing in the air, his palms were gathered together, looking for opportunities at any time.

Yan Dong showed a hint of cruelty on his face, deliberately selling a flaw, giving the little devil a chance to get close. As expected, the little devil raised his hand knife and should be slashing at his body the next moment.

Yan Dong's body was filled with light, waiting for the little devil's hand knife to slash on him, and the flying sword in the distance had already shot back.

However, the little devil raised his hand knife and did not slash it hard, but pointed at Yan Dong's eyebrows.

‘Boom’

Yan Dong felt a exploding in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then he lost consciousness. Until the moment the consciousness dissipated, Yan Dong did not understand what the little devil had done.

The little devil flashed, dodging the flying sword that was shooting back. Without the support of spiritual power, the flying sword penetrated directly into Yan Dong's face, and the tip of the sword penetrated from the back of his head.

A half-step golden elixir cultivator will die here.

"Yan Dong!" Zhong Pei exclaimed sadly, and two iron rulers blocked Fang Yi's natal flying swords. He endured the danger of being cut by the sword energy and rushed out of the sword energy tornado, and hugged Yan Dong who was about to fall.

At this time, Yan Dong was already alive, his face was penetrated by his own flying sword, and he pretended to be miserable. Zhong Pei stretched out his hand and stroked it, and a wisp of flame burned on Yan Dong's body. After a moment, Yan Dong's body turned into ashes.

Zhong Pei's eyes were red, and he stared at the little devil's eyes as if he was about to spit out fire. He turned to look at Fang Yi, and suddenly a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "You all have to die."

With the word "death", Fang Yi and the little devil were on guard, but unexpectedly, Zhong Pei turned the direction and exploded to the extreme speed, flying towards the direction outside the Gulin City.

Fang Yi and the little devil were stunned at first, then reacted instantly. Fang Yi said, "This guy wants to attract a tide of beasts."

"I'll stop him." The little devil's speed exploded, much faster than Zhong Pei. As soon as Zhong Pei flew out of the ancient forest city, he was caught up by the little devil. A ball of thunder and lightning was shrouded in front of Zhong Pei. At the same time, the figure also came to front of Zhong Pei.

"Get out." Zhong Pei shouted. The brief thunder and lightning paralysis did not affect him. He drove the iron ruler under his feet and rushed towards the little devil king at a very fast speed. He slashed the iron ruler in his hand, and forced the little devil king to dodge.

In this moment, Fang Yi had already driven the flying sword and chased from behind. The distance was slightly closer. The natal flying sword turned into a little silver light and stabbed Zhong Pei's back of his head. The iron ruler in Zhong Pei's hand blocked the back of his head. With a "dou" sound, with the impact of Fang Yi's natal flying sword, Zhong Pei's speed increased again and was about to reach the shore.

"Little Demon King, stop him." Fang Yi yelled.

"Okay." The little devil went straight up, and his whole body almost touched Zhong Pei, and the lightning field instantly enveloped the two of them.

Although the little devil's lightning realm cannot cause substantial damage to him, it is enough to limit his speed.

"Get out." Zhong Pei waved the iron ruler in his hand, trying to drive away the little devil, but the little devil's body kept flashing against his body, and Zhong Pei's iron ruler could not attack at all.

"Little Demon King, get out of it." Fang Yi shouted loudly, the little Demon King flashed his body and made way out, and a little cold light came to assassinate him. Zhong Pei then resisted it with an iron ruler. The huge impact force shocked Zhong Pei's internal organs and all kinds of internal organs were displaced, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"Okay, okay." Although this shock injured Zhong Pei, both sides also distanced a distance again. Zhong Pei repeatedly shouted and said sternly: "This is what you forced me."

After taking out a pill and taking it, Zhong Pei suddenly whistled to the sky, and something seemed to be pulled in the sky, making a rumbling sound.

"Golden Pill Thunder Tribulation." Fang Yi and the little devil changed color at the same time. Unexpectedly, Zhong Pei actually triggered the Golden Pill Thunder Tribulation at this time.

The catastrophe clouds gathered in the sky, and circles of blue and purple vortexes appeared in the catastrophe clouds. The vortex was turning faster and faster. Suddenly, a purple lightning as thick as an arm struck down in the air, just slashing over Zhong Pei's head.

"Haha, come again, the first thunder tribulation." Zhong Peizhuo was crazy.

"Fang Yi, let's watch?" asked the little devil.

"No, the cultivator will overcome the tribulation. Once someone else participates in it, the qi will also encounter a thunder tribulation." Fang Yi's face was as deep as water and said, "Unless you want to overcome the tribulation now, you can only watch him overcome the great golden elixir tribulation."

"Boom."

The second thunder tribulation struck, and blood spilled out of the corner of Zhong Pei's mouth.

The third thunder tribulation struck, and the whole body was covered with scars, and blood was sprayed in his mouth.

After enduring the fourth thunder tribulation, Zhong Pei could no longer bear it. He suddenly grabbed a handful of pills from his hand and stuffed them all into his mouth.
Chapter completed!