My Master Is a God

He was punched firmly by the crazy old demon. Although he was protected by true energy, he suffered internal injuries after all.

The internal strength of the ancient warriors at the peak of the upper ninth floor of Anjin is really no joke.

Yang Yiyun found that if he fought alone, he was an ancient martial artist with the ability to suppress the peak of the ninth level of darkness, but it was a bit difficult to face two at the same time, but he was still able to handle it.

In this battle with the old demon and the Fusang ninja, after all, Yang Yiyun still couldn't compare with these old immortals in terms of combat experience, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

At this time, the dizziness in the head was not only the internal injury from being hit by the old demon, but also his consumption of knowledge from using real fire and qi, and even flying in mid-air.

Speaking of flying, it was an unexpected joy in this battle. Although he can only take off at a height of six meters in one leap, and the duration can only stay in the air for five seconds, it is the most enough for him.

Yang Yiyun believes that as long as he calculates the flight time well in the future, he will surely gain the upper hand against the enemy.

At least it should be dominant if you can't fight and escape.

It's a pity that it consumes a lot of energy.

On the other side, Duanmu Xingtian just abandoned the ancient sword to save him, and was suppressed and beaten by the fake monk and Shentu, he was very embarrassed.

Other members of the Duanmu family also fought with the people brought by the old ghost Shentu, even if they wanted to help Duanmu Xingtian, they didn't care.

Enduring the churning in his body, Yang Yiyun turned his palm over and took out a Peiyuan Pill, which he took to heal his internal injuries, then forced himself to stand up, and walked towards Duanmu Xingtian.

Duanmu Xingtian helped him, no matter what the purpose was, it was a life-saving grace. If it wasn't for Duanmu Xingtian's flying sword, Yang Yiyun knew that the sword that Fusang endured would definitely fall on his head. Thinking about it, he was afraid for a while. .

Although his body is very vain at the moment, Duanmu Xingtian has been completely suppressed by the old ghost Shentu and the fake monk, and sooner or later he will lose.

Yang Yiyun still admires Duanmu Xingtian's fighting power very much. Before facing the three masters of the same realm at the same time, he did not see defeat. Now that he has let go of the ancient sword in his hand, he is already fighting against the old ghost and fake monk Shentu. His strength is indeed the same as the domineering one before. Words match.

Knowing how to repay, even if it hurts Yang Yiyun, he will not hesitate.

Walking over to pick up Duanmu Xingtian's ancient sword, and picking up Fusang Ninja's samurai sword from the ground, Yang Yiyun rushed over.

He didn't bring the Dragon Slaying Sword when he came out this time, which was a bit of a disadvantage.

Now I can only pick up a samurai sword to make do with it.

With Pei Yuan Pill in his stomach, Yang Yiyun finally felt a little more comfortable when the power of the medicine dispelled his mouth, and his spirit was shaken.

Shouted to Duanmu Xingtian: "Senior Duanmu takes the sword~"

While speaking, he threw Duanmu Xingtian's ancient sword over.

Yang Yiyun's voice, these are the three big and dark masters, and they put their eyes on him.

Duanmu Xingtian grabbed the ancient sword in his hand, his face was full of smiles, and he laughed wildly. He saw Yang Yiyun beheading the ninja and old demon in Fusang.

Contrary to Duanmu Xingtian is the old ghost Shentu and the fake monk. Fear appeared on the faces of the two, because the two allies of the old demon and the Fusang ninja died.

Beheaded by Yang Yiyun.

They never expected that Yang Yiyun would be so powerful.

Now that Yang Yiyun joined the battle, the old ghost Shentu and the fake monk were startled.

Duanmu Xingtian is difficult to deal with, but if Yang Yiyun is added, this battle will be unpredictable.

I didn't expect that Duanmu Xingtian would kill Duanmu Xingtian halfway when he wanted to rob Yang Yiyun. Now that the two masters have died, the old ghost Shentu and the fake monk have retreated.

However, Duanmu Xingtian laughed wildly, swung the ancient sword in his hand, and fought back.

A sword is a disadvantageous weapon. For an ancient warrior, having an ancient sword in hand and not having a sword in hand are completely different.

Yang Yiyun aimed the target at the fake monk and stabbed him with a knife.

The fake monk waved the Zen stick in his hand, and with a jingle sound, Yang Yiyun's knife was resolved, but he was extremely shocked because he felt that Yang Yiyun's internal energy was stronger than his, and secretly cursed: "This is such a monster~"

Such a powerful strength at such a young age is really puzzling.

Even if the fake monk was killed, he wouldn't think that Yang Yiyun was not an ancient warrior, but a cultivator.

Yang Yiyun at the present stage, because of the limitation of his cultivation base, still can't learn spells, otherwise he might be able to deal with the ancient warriors with only one spell.

Fighting against you with a fake monk gave Yang Yiyun confidence in his heart, and his internal strength surpassed his own.

One-on-one, the ability to suppress fake monks.

Turning the samurai sword in his hand, he swung it out suddenly, one sword after another, slashing eighteen swords in a row.

I used my true energy on the knife.

Let the fake monk keep backing away, his arms numb.

After Yang Yiyun slashed out eighteen knives, the corners of his mouth twitched, and when the fake monk's little feet were not standing still, he flew up suddenly.

With a knife in his right hand and a real fire missile in his left hand, five small flames are heading towards the fake monk.

When the fake monk saw the flame in Yang Yiyun's hand, his face changed drastically. He had seen the old demon being burned by Yang Yiyun's flame before.

Dodging in a panic.

Yang Yiyun didn't expect the real fire to burn the fake monk, he just wanted to create confusion for the fake monk, seeing that the fake monk's footsteps were already in disorder.

The samurai sword in his hand suddenly slashed down.

The body swam in mid-air, and the knife hit the back of the fake monk's neck.

"Pfft~"

A bald head flew up, spilling blood into the air.

Yang Yiyun's feet also fell to the ground.

"touch~"

The fake monk's head fell to the ground, and there was a dull sound, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dying.

Maybe he couldn't understand why Yang Yiyun was so powerful?

In fact, I told Yang Yiyun that it is completely within the normal range to be able to kill fake monks.

Just kidding, he is a majestic cultivator, he has used his true energy and powerful spiritual consciousness, if he can't kill the fake monk, it will be his failure.

The beheading just now was to attack the fake monk with the power of spiritual consciousness, causing him to lose his short-term mobility. ,

I didn't use spiritual power to attack against the old demon and Renren before. Firstly, I forgot, and because I didn't have enough combat experience, I was in a hurry when attacked by the two, so it was useless.

Now to deal with fake monks, he thought of a way to attack with spiritual consciousness in an instant, tried it, and it was still effective.

But I also know that attacking with spiritual consciousness is also a kind of adventure against a master who is at the peak of the ninth level of Anjin.

The soul power of people who are not in order is very strong.

Facts have proved that the soul power of the ancient warriors at the peak of the upper ninth level of dark energy is indeed very strong.

He also only controlled less than one breath time, but at this time his cultivation base is strong, and one breath time is enough for Yang Yiyun to kill the fake monk.

On the other side, after Yang Yiyun beheaded the fake monk, the old ghost Shentu saw it from the corner of his eye, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he forced Duanmu Xingtian back with one blow, and ran away without even thinking about it.

What a monster, how long did it take to cut off the fake monk's head in an instant?

You must know that the fake monk is an ancient martial artist at the peak of the upper level of the ninth level of dark energy~ he is not an ordinary lower level.

If you say kill, you will kill.

This Yang Yiyun reveals strangeness everywhere, and the thirty-six plan is the best.

He also had a hard time facing Duanmu Xingtian, and with the addition of Yang Yiyun who freed up after beheading the fake monk, he was bound to die, so the old ghost Shentu ran away freely.

But Yang Yiyun didn't give him a chance, the movement of true qi flew up again, he collapsed three steps out of nowhere in mid-air, caught up with him with one leap, and stabbed Old Ghost Shentu in the head, of course, the power of spiritual consciousness also attacked him at the same time .

At this time, Duanmu Xingtian also followed, stabbing old ghost Shentu with a sword.

Faced with Yang Yiyun's knife, Old Ghost Shentu almost subconsciously swung his sword to dodge, but when he moved, he felt a rumble in his mind, his whole body trembled, he bit the tip of his tongue, and suddenly woke up. He managed to dodge Yang Yiyun's knife.

However, I felt a pain in the back.

But he was pierced by Duanmu Xingtian's sword who was chasing up.

Immediately, his life force quickly drained, and he fell limply to the ground.

So far, the masters at the peak of the upper ninth floor of the four major dark energies have all died.

Three of them died in the hands of Yang Yiyun, and the last Old Ghost Shentu died in the hands of Duanmu Xingtian.

In fact, only Yang Yiyun knew that Duanmu Xingtian was able to succeed because he used a spiritual attack on Shentu old ghost, which allowed Duanmu Xingtian to easily kill Shentu old ghost with a sword.

All four masters were killed.

Seeing this, the ancient warriors on Shentu's side ran away one by one, but not many escaped.

Almost half of the ancient warriors brought by Duanmu Xingtian died.