At this time, a slightly hoarse voice came from Zishan Cliff, and then three figures slowly fell into the canyon, hovering in the air and looking down at Yang Zidao in front of the convoy.

Among the three, although the man in the leader was covered in white hair, his face was extremely rosy, and his waist was straight. He stood in the air like a sword hanging there, with blood-red murderous intent overflowing from the body.

"So it's you!"

Seeing the person in front of him, Yang Zidao frowned slightly. He naturally knew this person, or rather, this person was famous.

"Fang Miao Buddha, you said that your great elder of Taiyi Evil Sect can do shameless things like robbing and killing the younger generation. If your sect leader knows, he really doesn't know where his face should be put."

Yang Zidao spoke sarcastically.

"Yang Siye, don't be so sloppy. Even if you tell me this day, the people in this carriage must be clean."

"You are really brave. With two minions in the realm of enlightenment, you dare to say that you can kill all of us. Why?

Did you have a happy eating cow last night?

Such a tone!"

Yang Zidao sneered, "Hasn't you heard that Zhang Gao also went to the cold with us this time. Facing such a peak figure, I think your sect leader came in person, and I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to say that he would kill all of us."

Hearing this, Fang Miaofo laughed loudly, and then said, "Yang Zidao, don't deceive yourself. Do you know why we didn't take action when you walked through this?

It is because of Zhang Senior, but just yesterday, we learned that Zhang Senior appeared on the border of Liang Kingdom, so how could he be in your carriage?”

As he said that, Fang Miaofo made a big move, and the long sword in Yang Zidao's hand suddenly burst out with a strong murderous intent, fighting for the bondage, flew away and fell into Fang Miaofo's hands.

"Today, you will definitely die!"

Yang Zidao frowned and said to himself, "What is the world's sword armor, pig teammate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Miaofo had already waved his sword, and his murderous aura was mixed with sword aura, without any mercy.

Yang Zidao dared not be arrogant, after all, the other party is an immortal strongman. If he is allowed to rush into the convoy, even the remaining power of the battle can kill a large number of people.

Thinking of this, Yang Zidao put away the wine gourd, and facing the sword that was slashing, he slowly closed his eyes, hugged his hands and chest, and breathed smoothly as if something was brewing.

Fang Miaofo's sword was getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye it had already slashed to an inch in front of Yang Zidaomei. At this time, it was too late even if he wanted to dodge or defend.

Zhao Yi, who was not far away, was unable to do so even if he wanted to come forward to rescue him. Not to mention whether he had the speed to arrive. Even if he arrived, with his strength at the great enlightenment level, he would probably die under this sword with Yang Zidao.

A gloomy and bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face. Fang Miaofo had already seen Yang Zidao die and the entire convoy was destroyed.

But at this moment, a change occurred.

"bell!"

A thick and long roar like a yellow bell exploded from Yang Zidao's body. At that moment, a dazzling golden light burst out from the entire canyon. Zhao Yi was so shocked that he couldn't open his eyes by the golden light that he could only see a figure standing in the canyon like a god of war.

The golden light shone out and closed at a very fast speed, and finally it all shrank to an inch outside Yang Zidao's body.

Fang Miaofo frowned suddenly. The power contained in this golden light was too powerful, powerful enough to make his sword stop at an inch before Yang Zidao's eyebrows, and he could not go deeper.

"Fang Miao Buddha, have you ever heard of Pure Yang Vajra?"

Yang Zidao's voice came, causing Fang Miaofo's face to change suddenly. The four big words "Pure Yang Vajra" exploded in his mind. It was a kind of mental method, an extreme and peak-level physical practice. Those who practice this mental method gave up their soul cultivation and focused on strengthening their bodies. Although the soul is relatively weak, the strength of the physical body is better than that of the demon clan in the same realm.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zidao practiced such a mental method. No wonder he could resist his sword with his physical strength.

Fang Miao Buddha quickly retreated and spoke to the two great enlightenment cultivators behind him, "This guy is not simple, I'll hold him back, you guys go and deal with others."

"yes!"

The two great monks separated, bypassed Yang Zidao and attacked the undercarriage.

Yang Zidao didn't care about them either. He had to face Fang Miao Buddha. The other party had good swordsmanship and was an immortal cultivator. If he let him go, he would be even more difficult to deal with.

"Yang Siye, you really opened my eyes. This place is narrow, so why not fight me in the sky!"

Fang Miaofo smiled and spoke, then rushed straight up with his sword and rushed out of the canyon.

Yang Zidao was not willing to be outdone, so he followed closely and rushed into the sky.

After the two immortal realm cultivators left, Zhao Yi was left in the entire canyon to fight the enemy. The other party was both a cultivator of the great enlightenment realm, and there were two more. If it were ordinary people, they would have been unable to compete. Fortunately, Zhao Yi was a talisman master, and he was also a sixth-grade talisman master.

Although the jade pen with him was broken, the spiritual energy of his great enlightenment was enough to support him in drawing talismans with empty hands.

Facing the two people from Taiyi Evil Sect, Zhao Yi was calm and took out several talismans and threw them into the air. It burned out in an instant. A vast defensive barrier enveloped the entire convoy. Even if he was a cultivator of the Great Understanding Realm, he would not dare to say that he would break the barrier in a short time.

The barrier was enough to resist for a while, Zhao Yi quickly took action again, took out several small flags from the Sumeru ring, and inserted them into various directions within a radius of dozens of feet.

"No, I can't give him time to set up the formation, otherwise we will be the one who is unlucky, hurry up, tear open this damn barrier!"

The two of Taiyi Evil Sect realized what Zhao Yi was going to do next and quickly spared no effort to bombard the spiritual barrier.

At the same time, the younger generation in each carriage had a gloomy face. The battle outside was a world of powerful people in Daxiu and even the immortal realm. They couldn't help at all. However, with Zhao Yi alone, even the sixth-grade talisman master might find it difficult to resist the attack of two powerful people in Daxiu. Instead of staying in the carriage and waiting to die, it would be better to fight happily.

Thinking of this, the curtain of the second carriage slowly opened. A Qing monk with a wooden sword on his back walked out of the carriage, looked up at the magic circle covering the entire convoy, and then looked at the two Taiyi Evil Cultivators who were constantly attacking outside the formation. "Everyone, the thin power is also power. Can you let these Xiliang mixed things look at the new power of the Hao Kingdom together?"

"It is a great honor to be able to fight side by side with the god of Guantian."

The sound of wind blew snow came, and Jianminggu and the three of them walked down from the third carriage.

"Yes, the students of the Imperial College have never been greedy for life and fear of death. Today, I can also let the evil sect see the character of our cultivators!"

The eight students of the Imperial College, the third and fourth carriages, all of whom were arrogant. Even after leaving Haoguo, they were still the best among the younger generation.
Chapter completed!