Self-explosive evasion of debts is immoral, I earn merits by collecting debts

Chapter 63 Chapter 63

A large group of Profound Array Sect disciples took off on the spot, their swords formed a river, and followed the flock of sheep in an urgent pursuit.

Before he could catch up to him, he called out, "Put down the flock of our sect, but spare your life."

The yelling was unrevealable, coupled with the superimposed sense of oppression of the huge crowd, the debt collection team was terrified.

If it is caught up, it must not be dismembered.

The eight people ran even harder.

The one behind chases, the one in front runs.

The sheep in the middle were bleating.

As long as you work harder and run out of the boundary of Xuanzhenmen, you can take over with the receivers sent by Canglan Pavilion.This time the list is done.

Thinking that the completion of the task was close at hand, each of the eight people worked harder than the other, Jiang Dashan led the way, the younger brother drove on both sides, and Yu Fei, master and apprentice, kept an eye on those who fell behind.

Feng Ye went against the opposite direction.

"Brother Chu, be careful, there are too many of them, brother Chu, don't force yourself."

In fact, Yu Fei really wanted to say, "It doesn't matter if we can't beat it, as long as we can run it."Concerned about morale, Yu Fei didn't yell out these words.

Wait until the flock of sheep ran out of the boundary of the Xuanzhen Gate along the mountain road.

The Xuanzhen Sect disciples caught up.

And Feng Yeshu, one person and one sword, blocked here single-handedly.

No, to be precise, it's one big and one small, and the two-in-one is here.

Standing in the air, his body was as long as a pine tree, his clear eyebrows were fixed on the group of hundreds of people without blinking, and the whole body of the cyan light-transmitting sword in his hand was crystal clear, more delicate than murderous, but even so, under Feng Ye's special aura Still daunting.

In addition, what made the hundred people's hairs stand on end was the milk dumpling lying quietly on the back of the passerby.

The pink and tender little face is full of sensuality, the small round eyes are full of luster, and the small mouth that should be classified as cute is curved in an arc that should belong to evil spirits.

This is a doll?

Whose doll's eyes will shine with such a small amount, deterring all directions?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the incarnation of a demon!

"It's him, this is the person who beat up our big boss, everyone, take this person down."

It's one thing to be intimidated, it's another to be indifferent.

As one person raised his arms and shouted, a hundred people responded.

A group of overwhelming crowds came towards Feng Ye.

"Everyone, don't let this person escape."

"My Xuanzhen Sect disciples can't bear to act wildly in the realm of my Xuanzhen Sect."

"Take him down and hand him over to the third elder."

That last sentence is what matters.

Speaking of the Third Elder, who in Xuanzhen Sect is not afraid, usually they have nothing to do but are trained by the Third Elder as a sandbag, now that the Third Elder sheep is lost, they will not survive.

For a moment, everyone seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

The dense attacks came towards Feng Ye.

Feng Ye stayed where he was, and slashed horizontally with the green sword in his hand.

The emerald green sword energy sweeps across the world, domineering and ruthless, instantly turning all attacks into black shadows.

Another sword turned into a hundred, and a hundred sword shadows appeared out of thin air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the group of hundreds, aiming precisely at everyone in the group of hundreds.

As the magic seal in Feng Ye's special hand rotated, every cyan sword shadow seemed to come to life, looking for the target by itself and rushing forward.

In a blink of an eye, the battle situation reversed.

The disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect confronted Jianying who was killing them, and each showed their skills, but in a moment everyone found that they were no match for Jianying at all.

It was just a shadow of a sword, and in two or three hits, each of them would be blackened and swollen.

Hundreds of people fled in all directions, and the sword shadow chased after them. Even if they jumped into the river ditch, the blue sword shadow would catch up and continue to beat them underwater.

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed from a hundred people besieging one person to one person beating a group.

In the main hall of the Profound Formation Sect.

Chi Zhaochong looked at the disciples in the sky glasses who were beaten by a mere unknown person and ran away.

Very shameless.

At the same time, I had to get nervous.

He was acting as the head of the sect, and he made a big mistake by covering up his disciples to hide the treasures of Brother Canglan, but now he lost the third elder's black wooden sheep, and encouraged his disciples to fight with outsiders and watched them lose so much awful.

With the addition of several crimes, how can he, as the deputy head, continue to do it!
Even the violent third elder couldn't spare him.

"Please also ask the acting head to allow the disciple and others to go down the mountain to support the younger brother."

"Don't hesitate to act as the head of the sect. If it's later, the juniors will be beaten to the knees by that person."

"It doesn't matter if you kneel down, junior brothers, what you will lose is the face of our Profound Formation Sect and your prestige as acting head."

"Please also give orders on behalf of the head."

The main hall knelt down and pleaded for life.

Chi Zhaochong was in a dilemma, and glanced at Feng Yeshu, who was alone in the sky glasses and was beating up by his disciples with a doll on his back.

Maybe it's because this appearance is too cold, very similar to the rumored Qingwu Immortal Lord, so there is such an illusion.

Thinking about it again, how many monks in the world can cultivate Qingwu Xianjun, the one who wants to bring the baby is just a temporary bravado, and when the spiritual power is exhausted, let's see how arrogant he is.

Chi Zhaochong had a flash of inspiration, so it's better to subdue him with a wheel fight.

"Okay, you can go down the mountain and take turns to attack. You must take down this person and drive back all the sheep of the third elder."

"Disciple obeys."

A group of people were ordered to rush out in a hurry.

Chi Zhaochong stood in front of the sky glasses again, waiting to see how the man with the baby was tied up by his disciples.

The edge of the profound formation gate.

Xuanzhenmen disciples ran and jumped into rivers.

Feng Ye is unique in the air, constantly adjusting the seal in his hand, every time he moves, the scene changes drastically.

In short, no one from the Profound Formation Sect would even try to rush past him.

Manipulating such a large-scale sword and shadow formation requires both mental and physical effort.

Fortunately, there is Chu Yiyi, this external spiritual power bottle.

When setting off, two people, one big and one small, prepared it. They made a seal on Chu Yiyi's forehead in advance, and only opened it when needed. Chu Yiyi's huge spiritual power came out from the seal and attracted Feng Ye. in vivo.

With Chu Yiyi's support, Feng Ye can use any tricks in his prime.

Not to mention controlling the sword formation, even uprooting the whole Xuanzhen gate and sending it into the ocean, he can also do it.

"Xiaofeng, pay attention to another group coming from the opposite side."

"It's okay."

With a move, the number of sword shadows doubled again.

It doesn't matter if they come, it's just that more people are beaten and rolled on the spot.

Chu Yiyi, "..."

Hungry eyes, what to do, I really want to steal Xiaofengxianjun’s magic weapon, I really want to take it as my own, I really want to... think about it, don’t think about it, Xiaofengxianjun is such a big killing god, I don’t want it Just keep thinking about it!

Limp, close your eyes, don't think about it if you can't see it!

The baby is depressed, the baby who can't do anything other than be a plug-in just wants to lie on his shoulders and cover his face...

"The fairy is tired."

She was still full of energy just now, but suddenly she lay on her shoulders like an eggplant beaten by Shuang. No wonder Feng Ye would mistakenly think that Chu Yiyi was paralyzed because of too much spiritual power being drawn.

Feng Ye made a special move to reduce the consumption of spiritual power, and the power of the sword formation was halved instantly.

The group of hundreds who were abused first, and the second wave of disciples of the Xuanzhen sect who were abused later, both found that the sharpness of the sword shadow chasing people was much weaker.

Everyone was overjoyed, "Brothers and brothers, that person's spiritual power is too exhausted, and his spiritual power is not enough. Let's take him down now."

Hundreds of people responded, reorganized and reorganized to attack Feng Yeshu again.

Feng Ye was very aware of it.

Worried that Chu Yiyi would be affected if he used his big move again, he temporarily chose to defend, recalling hundreds of sword shadows to form a strong barrier around himself, confining all attacks to the periphery.

Taking advantage of Feng Yeshu's interception, all the black wood sheep were driven out by the eight-person team.

At the same time, Canglan Pavilion, who had been notified, had sent a large number of disciples to support him.

The disciples of Canglan Pavilion unexpectedly met Kong Liansong, the third elder of the Xuanzhen Sect who had returned from a trip.

(End of this chapter)