Chapter 173

"Enemy attack!"

Yin Yunfeng shouted sharply.

In fact, when they saw the fallen giant tree, they were already alerted.

Therefore, when the rain of arrows shot over, they waved their Juwen steel sabers one after another, forming a large curtain of blades, blocking all the rain of arrows, while the knights on the inside shot arrows to counterattack one after another.

The rain of arrows was very dense, but even if they broke through the curtain of blades, they were all blocked by the Bright Light Armor.

But the counterattack of the inner knights was very sharp, and screams came from the forest from time to time.

Hundreds of arrows shot over, more than half of which were aimed at Yin Qi, but Yin Qi was still not afraid. He was like a thousand-handed Guanyin, his hands flicking continuously, and he deflected all the archery.

After three waves of arrow rain.

A sharp whistle came from the mountain forest: "Charge up and kill them."

The giant ghost face collapsed with a bang, turning into yellow sand all over the sky.

She was unwilling to grow under the wings of Zhao Feier and Hong Xuanji, so naturally, she had to build her own team and recruit followers.

Yin Yunfeng and the others were also surprised and happy, simply unable to believe it.

Before the words fell, a wild wind blew up on the dirt road, and countless yellow sand rushed into the sky, actually aggregating into a giant human face with a green face and fangs, opening its bloody mouth, and swooping toward Yin Qi.

They had no fighting spirit at all and turned to flee.

Originally, she thought the opponent was just a Marrow Refining Grandmaster, so if she took action, wouldn't it be easy to capture him?

Perhaps not as good as the Champion Marquis, but better than Su Mu.

The Star Constellation Yin-Yang Path was originally a peerless study of the Peach God Dao, but the previous Sect Master of the Peach God Dao, Luo Tianyue, was killed by Hong Xuanji. Not only were the Seven Treasures of the Peach God stolen, but even the inheritance of the Peach God Dao was lost.

"What, the Earl is actually a Martial Saint!"

The mountain forest was silent, but time seemed to have been pressed on the fast-forward button. The sun quickly swept across the sky, leaving a remnant sun, and then the sky was filled with stars, and the galaxy was brilliant.

Yin Yunfeng and the others, who had just relaxed, became vigilant again in an instant.

"Martial Saint! You are actually a Martial Saint!"

Although there was only one realm difference between a Marrow Refining Grandmaster and a Blood Exchange Martial Saint, in reality, it was a world of difference.

It was very unwise to rush in rashly.

"Overestimating your own strength!"

"Star Constellation Yin-Yang Path! Petty tricks, break!"

Zhao Feirong blurted out, her face full of shock.

Zhao Feirong had a kind of honeyed self-confidence, perhaps because of her beauty, or perhaps because of her outstanding talent.

Three figures flew out like fierce tigers from the mountain forest on both sides and attacked Yin Qi.

But she didn't expect the opponent to be a Martial Saint.

Yin Qi looked Zhao Feirong up and down. It had to be said that this Zhao Feirong was really beautiful, even above Princess Linglong.

Wherever she went, there were admirers.

Then, her primordial spirit was squeezed out directly.

This dirt road was not spacious and was not suitable for horseback fighting at all, so they had to dismount to avoid being blocked on the horses and unable to move, only able to wait for death.

Yin Qi said coldly: "Who are you, and why do you want to intercept and kill us?"

Zhao Feirong said: "Not bad. As long as you can pass my assessment, I will accept you as a follower and teach you peerless divine arts, and helping you become a Martial Saint will be a piece of cake."

Yin Qi sneered. He leaped up and threw a punch at the giant ghost face that was pouncing over.

"How is it possible, you are a Grandmaster!"

It was just that Zhao Feirong underestimated Yin Qi too much.

This was the Peach God Sword among the Seven Treasures of the Peach God, which nurtured a Peach God equivalent to a Ghost Immortal.

He struck extremely fast, not giving the two of them any time to react, and slapped them on their bodies respectively.

Zhao Feirong said lightly: "It can't be called intercepting and killing. Who doesn't know that you, Yin Qi, are a Marrow Refining Grandmaster? How could three mere Innate Peak Martial Masters be your opponents? I came here just because I was in the mood to see you and see if you are qualified to become my follower."

Is this Zhao Feirong sick?

In the original work, when Hong Yi went south, he was intercepted and killed by Zhao Feirong and almost had his entire army wiped out.

If they had known it was Yin Qi, a young Grandmaster, they wouldn't have dared to charge head-on even if they were beaten to death.

Almost at the same time, his right palm slapped out violently, the palm wind whistling like a heaven-covering giant hand pressing down from the nine heavens, making the two burly middle-aged men shocked and lose their color.

She had a slender figure, a waist belt with a finger-sized emerald jade chain, eyebrows and eyes like a painting, and was breathtakingly beautiful, as if carved by heaven, gathering the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth.

Clang!

Zhao Feirong's voice was crisp and pleasant, and she said with great interest: "You have good knowledge, actually recognizing the Star Constellation Yin-Yang Path."

Just with a sharp shout, the surrounding starry sky shattered suddenly, and it was still in the dense forest, on the bumpy dirt road.

Shattering the giant ghost face with one punch, Yin Qi passed through the yellow sand all over the sky and pounced toward Zhao Feirong, while Zhao Feirong retreated repeatedly, and at the same time, a jade-green treasure sword appeared in front of her, shooting toward him.

"Kill!"

Yin Qi shouted sharply.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "Just right, I'm missing a maid to warm the bed on the way to the Jinghai Army camp. I think you're quite good. From now on, follow me. I won't treat you badly. Not to mention a Martial Saint, even a Human Immortal is not impossible."

Looking at the sharp Peach God Sword shooting over, he actually didn't dodge or evade, and grabbed at the Peach God Sword with his bare hands.

Only hearing a sound, Yin Qi actually firmly grabbed the Peach God Sword, and the wisp of primordial spirit she hid in the Peach God Sword suddenly felt infinite yang-gang Qi squeezing in from heaven and earth.

Yin Qi was stunned.

But the next moment, her eyes widened again, revealing a look of horror.

Yin Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Yin Yunfeng and the others did not pursue and kill, because this was a mountain forest, and no one knew the situation inside.

Just in the blink of an eye, three leaders were killed, and the other small minions were scared away.

"Your follower!"

Yin Qi sat on the Fire Cloud Horse. He looked at the depths of the mountain forest on the right and said loudly: "Sir, aren't you going to show yourself yet? Finding these people to kill me, do you look down on me, Yin Qi, too much?"

It was just that at some point, a young girl in a goose-yellow dress was standing a hundred paces away.

Yin Yunfeng shouted sharply: "Dismount, meet the enemy."

In the forests on both sides, there were loud shouts of killing, and shadows were flickering.

These three people didn't even know who they were ambushing; they were all cannon fodder.

Yin Qi's expression was cold.

Seeing this, Zhao Feirong sneered.

Bang! Bang!

Two strong men screamed and flew backward, falling back into the mountain forest.

There was no Human Immortal giant roar, and he didn't even use Martial Saint blood Qi.

They were all Innate Martial Masters.

The Daoist study of the Peach God Dao, the "Yin-Yang Hun-Dong Scripture," and the martial arts study of Hong Xuanji's "Great Wheel of Life and Death of the Heavens" were all the top peerless studies in the world.

Their blood Qi was boiling, and their momentum was fierce.

With Zhao Feirong's cultivation, her combat power was absolutely comparable to a Ghost Immortal.

Such an unusual situation made Yin Yunfeng and the others stare wide-eyed, their bodies tense.

It's just that this Zhao Feirong, what is she doing stopping him?

Zhao Feirong, Saintess of the Daluo Sect, and also the daughter of Daluo Sect Master Zhao Feier and Hong Xuanji, was not only a Great Accomplishment of Possession but also a Marrow Refining Grandmaster, which could be said to be the best of the younger generation.

With a bang, the head cracked, and the corpse fell heavily to the ground.

It can only be said to be very sad.

Zhao Feirong's eyes turned cold in the blink of an eye.

Yin Qi sat steadily on the Fire Cloud Horse. When the three of them pounced close, he suddenly made a move. First, his left elbow bent to block a palm from a lean old man, and then before the other party could react, he slapped down with one palm.

It's Zhao Feirong!

The scorching blood Qi, combined with the yang-gang fist intent, was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, bombarding the giant ghost face.

"You are courting death!"

Zhao Feirong, as Hong Xuanji's daughter, could be said to be extremely favored.

The Peach God Sword has changed hands!

"You are a high-level Martial Saint, no, a peak Martial Saint!"

"How is this possible!"