Ye Xiangyang's figure appeared outside of Kuanglang's palm. Ye Xiangyang pointed at Yan Xiaoyi and Kuanglang and said, "Stop!"
Yan Xiaoyi's body was flying outwards, but it was frozen in the air. Yan Xiaoyi was extremely frightened, his eyes bulged out. The immobilization technique, Ye Xiangyang used, had disappeared from the Sixth Heaven for countless years. It was a mysterious Taoist technique. Once locked by the immobilization technique, one would lose the ability to move, and would be at the mercy of others.
Impossible, impossible, how could Ye Xiangyang be able to freeze his body? Yan Xiaoyi felt really miserable. Wasn't he killed by himself? Why was he safe and sound
No matter how hysterical he was, it could not change the fact that he was now locked in the immobilization spell.
Yan Xiaoyi felt a flash before his eyes, and a dark and cold halberd, with a "puff" sound, directly pierced through his chest. The Black Snake Sky-Swallowing Halberd did not stop at all, and came towards the Mad Wolf, who was also pierced up in an instant.
Everything in them was like the Yangtze River, rushing towards the halberd. They could feel the energy, vitality, blood, and rules in their bodies... all rushing towards the Black Snake Swallowing Heaven Halberd.
Yan Xiaoyi was so upset that he absolutely didn't believe that all this was true. His sword had pierced Ye Xiangyang, so how could Ye Xiangyang not die? Moreover, he had used the killing technique, which could kill everything of the snake, including the spirit and the body. How could Ye Xiangyang be safe and sound
If the Ye Xiangyang that he had just killed with his sword was fake, even if he couldn't tell it was fake, could it be that Mad Wolf couldn't tell it was fake either? Facing death, he suddenly felt extremely unwilling, and he wanted to grasp every life-saving straw.
"Senior Sister Yan Yihan, save me, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
Yan Xiaoyi shouted to Yan Yihan, hoping that Yan Yihan could save him.
The wolves and Yan Yihan and others who were fighting all stopped fighting. Everyone looked at Yan Xiaoyi and the Kuanglang who were struggling futilely on the Fang Tian Huaji with incredible eyes. They danced on the tip of the halberd but could not get away from it. The energy in their bodies was rapidly decreasing. In just a few breaths, the two men aged thousands of years and their skin became withered.
Yan Yihan felt the infinite energy and vitality in his body disappear, and his heart was overwhelmed by fear. Deep in his heart, he was filled with hope to survive. He cried out to Yan Yihan sadly: "Sister, sister, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
Yan Xiaoyi, who had been spoiled and domineering since childhood, had never tasted the taste of death. He was pierced by the tip of the halberd, but not a drop of blood flowed down, and everything was swallowed up by the tip of the halberd. He was heartbroken, and he didn't expect Ye Xiangyang to be such a magical monster, so powerful that he couldn't believe it.
The mad wolf was so frightened that his gallbladder was about to burst. How could Ye Xiangyang be so evil that he was able to remain safe and sound after being ambushed by someone? He used the immobilization technique and pinned the two of them on the tip of the gun with one move, making it impossible for them to escape.
Yan Yihan looked at Yan Xiaoyi with a complicated expression, smacked his lips twice, and didn't utter a word. Just now, Yan Xiaoyi repaid Ye Xiangyang with evil and secretly attacked him. He saw it clearly. He was so cruel and insane that it was intolerable. It was understandable that Ye Xiangyang wanted to kill him. Even if he wanted to save him, there was nothing he could do.
He was too clever and planned too much, but it cost Qingqing's life. His plot failed and he was pinned down by Ye Xiangyang and pinned on the tip of his gun. How could he open his mouth to save him
The disciples of Hunyuan Sect were furious. They pointed at Ye Xiangyang and shouted, "Ye Xiangyang, quickly release Yan Xiaoyi. You will never have a good ending if you go against our Hunyuan Sect. I tell you, the Yan family will never let you go either."
"Ye Xiangyang, Hunyuan Sect is an ancient sect. The power of an ancient sect is definitely beyond your imagination."
Ye Xiangyang chuckled: "Really? How does Hunyuan Sect compare to Baigu Sect? How does it compare to Taiyi Sect? I'm not even afraid of Baigu Sect and Taiyi Sect, so why would I be afraid of you, Hunyuan Sect?"
His words made all the people and fairy beasts present twitch on their faces. Ye Xiangyang was really bold. He had offended the White Bone Sect, Taiyi Sect, and Yunlong Sect. If he offended the Hunyuan Sect again, Ye Xiangyang would still have a foothold in the Sixth Heaven.
Some people were also intimidated by Ye Xiangyang's fierce and domineering aura. How powerful must this guy be? He was not afraid of offending several ancient sects. Does it mean that he really has the possibility of resisting the ancient sects
Some people's eyes were full of excitement: "Ye Xiangyang is too powerful, even the ancient sects don't take him seriously."
"Yes, how could someone who could steal trillion pills from the White Bone Sect and the Taiyi Sect be afraid of the Hunyuan Sect?"
"Hahaha, the Hunyuan Sect's golden signboard is no longer effective."
Yan Xiaoyi knew that he only had half his life left, and his eyes were filled with resentment. His current situation was completely different from what he had imagined. He didn't get any of the benefits he had imagined, and he even lost his life.
"Ye Xiangyang, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, forgive me, I can be your slave."
Even the Mad Wolf begged: "Ye Xiangyang, please don't do anything too extreme. As long as you let me go, I will lead our Mad Wolf clan and be loyal to you. I will never regret it."
Yan Xiaoyi shouted to Yan Yihan: "Sister, sister, save me, save me, we are from the same Yan family after all, we have the same ancestor."
Yan Yihan didn't want to save Yan Xiaoyi, but the family patriarch Yan Shan once said: We owed the Hunyuan Sect's Yan family a lot in the past. As long as you encounter any help you can provide, you must help the Hunyuan Sect's Yan family.
Yan Xiaoyi was right in front of him. More than half of his energy had been consumed and his hair was all gray. Could he just stand by and watch him die in front of him
How can I save him? He is repaying kindness with enmity, attacking secretly, and his despicable and shameless behavior makes people gnashing their teeth in anger. I failed and was restrained. How can I have the nerve to ask for his help? Moreover, I have nothing to do with Ye Xiangyang. How can I plead with Ye Xiangyang
The two disciples of Hunyuan Sect didn't care. Since you don't let Senior Brother Yan go, nothing can be explained. They pounced on Ye Xiangyang like hungry wolves. Two gray magic spells acted on the sword that was shining with golden light. The sword became gray and rushed towards Ye Xiangyang like a meteor.
"Ye Xiangyang, you are courting death."
Ye Xiangyang flicked his finger, and the Great Seal of Common People turned into a huge mountain, commanding the world and looking down on all the heroes. The Great Seal of Common People was the king's command, the will of heaven, and the cycle of fate. Everything in the world was under the control of the Great Seal of Common People.
Dangdangdang, the Seal of the Common People rolled back and forth, blocking the two swords, and the two swords simply couldn't break through.
Ye Xiangyang shouted and changed, and turned into a three-headed, six-armed creature. A bow and arrow appeared in his hand. He pulled the bow and arrow, and whoosh, the Tianxing Nine Yang Arrow was like a scorching sun, whizzing out, drawing a sharp light, and shot towards one of the Golden Immortals at the speed of lightning.
"Heaven and earth are in chaos." He barely changed the rules of heaven and earth and barely dodged a fatal arrow. A mountain was pressing down on them.
Rumble, rumble, the Four Sacred Mountains directly pressed them to the ground. The huge Four Sacred Mountains sank dozens of feet.
People could hear the sound of them being crushed under the ground by the mountain, "crack, crack". Under the Four Sacred Mountains, the two middle-level Golden Immortals of the Hunyuan Sect were crushed into meat patties.
There was silence on the field. Ye Xiangyang was so ferocious that they dared not provoke him. In a flash of lightning, he killed two core disciples of Hunyuan Sect, and formed an irreconcilable hatred with Hunyuan Sect. Hunyuan Sect would definitely fight to the death with Ye Xiangyang. Unless Ye Xiangyang was killed, the loss of their sect could not be recovered.
When Yan Xiaoyi saw his fellow apprentice brothers died, his mind went blank. Ye Xiangyang was really not afraid of his own sect. His two fellow apprentice brothers were suppressed to death, but Ye Xiangyang remained calm and without any fear.
In other words, Ye Xiang didn't take his status as a core disciple of Hunyuan Sect seriously at all. People never treated him as a dish. He was even more terrified: "Senior Sister, save me, save me."
Yan Yihan gritted his teeth, came to Ye Xiangyang, and bowed: "Ye Xiangyang, please let my brother go for my sake, okay?"
Her voice was extremely small, like the hum of a mosquito. She did not have the face to plead with Ye Xiangyang. Her friendship with Ye Xiangyang was only that she prevented the White Bone Sect from harming the disciples of the Danding Sect. That was nothing.
Ye Xiangyang glanced at Yan Yihan, who was tall and graceful with a pure face, and remembered the words of the leader of Danding Xianzong. He nodded, swung his arm, and Kuanglang and Yan Xiaoyi seemed to be heavy objects being thrown into the air. With a bang, they fell thousands of feet away.
Some people from the Yan family of the Five Elements Sect went to rescue Yan Xiaoyi, and some mad wolves went to rescue their leader.
The field was in chaos. Yan Yihan bowed to Ye Xiangyang and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for showing mercy."
Ye Xiangyang glanced at her and smiled slightly: "What are you thanking me for? The lives of countless disciples of my Danding Xianzong are due to you, and I didn't even say a word of thanks. I'm leaving now. Everyone has their own destiny. We will meet again if we are destined to do so."
The mad wolf let out a long howl: Roar—A dozen mad wolves with the cultivation level of Golden Immortals heard the angry cry of their leader and stared at Ye Xiangyang with fierce eyes.
The sword in Yan Yihan's hand shone with cold light: "Brothers and sisters, let's help Ye Xiangyang."
Her words were shouted loudly, and no one from the Five Elements Sect was willing to take action.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Forget it, I can handle it."
Yan Yihan looked at Ye Xiangyang and said, "Can you handle so many Golden Immortals? How long will you continue to show off your abilities?"
Ye Xiangyang laughed and shouted, "Little white pig, come here."
Taotie looked unwilling and muttered, "I am a fierce beast, not a little white pig. Why do you refuse to help someone? Why are you trying to be a hero?"
Although he was mumbling, he came to Ye Xiangyang as fast as lightning.
There were more than a dozen mad wolves, each of them was hundreds of feet tall. Every step they took on the ground shook the earth. They pounced towards Ye Xiangyang. Their leader was injured, and they wanted to seek justice for him.