But just when everyone thought that the Dao Bird would completely die under this axe, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky. Yang Zidao, wrapped in golden light, returned in an instant, and clenched the giant axe into pieces with his hands.

"What! Not good!"

The two Taiyi Evil Sect's expressions changed drastically, and they had no chance of winning against Yang Zidao.

But before Yang Zidao could take action against them, Fang Miaofo's voice came from the sky, "Yang Siye, you and me are of the same realm. Any subtle move will determine victory or defeat. You dare to be distracted at this time! Admiration!"

As the sound came, a sword was followed by a piercing in the sky, carrying the power of the sky, and the vast sword intent swept across it, as if the sky had collapsed, stabbing towards the convoy in the canyon fiercely.

If this sword falls into the valley, let alone Dao Que and others, even Zhao Yi and the two Taiyi Evil Cultivators will die in hatred and be destroyed.

Fang Miao Buddha wanted to kill their Taiyi Evil Sect's own people, but Yang Zidao could not control them, but the students of the Imperial College cannot die, and the new power of the Hao Kingdom cannot be cut off, especially Wei Yuan, there must be no accidents! "Fang Miao Buddha, you are despicable!"

After a roar, Yang Zidao shot out and blocked the sword.

This is not comparable to the sword that Fang Miaofo slashed out casually. At this time, his sword force was greatly improved and his sword intention was also engraved. Even with Yang Zidao's physical strength, if he was hit by a sword, he would definitely be seriously injured.

But at this time he had no choice. If he made way out, most of the outstanding geniuses in the entire Hao Kingdom would die if he continued with this sword. He could not bear the responsibility. Even if he lost his life, he could not give up! "Boom!"

The sword intent exploded in Yang Zidao's chest, and large pieces of golden light mixed with the sword intent rolled and swept out dozens of miles.

"Yang Siye!"

Zhao Yi shouted loudly, if Yang Zidao was defeated or injured, they would really have no hope today.

Wei Yuan, who was sitting in the carriage, also narrowed his eyes. Although he knew that Yang Zidao could not die, this sword was enough to temporarily lose his combat ability. If this was the case, it would be not easy for him to leave.

After the sound of the sword ended, it was quiet all around. Fang Miao Buddha's big hand over the canyon made a slight move, and the long sword pierced the smoke and dust and flew into his hands.

"I see how you can stop it!"

As he said that, Fang Miaofo glanced at the other two and snorted coldly, "Baoman, I can't even do this little thing well. Why don't I clean them up for me quickly? Could it be that I really want to do it myself!"

The two disciples of Taiyi Xie Sect were startled and quickly turned around and plunged into the smoke and dust, touching in the direction of the convoy.

"The wind has no breath, the wind has no shadow, the wind has no trace!"

A faint voice suddenly came from the smoke and dust. Fang Miaofo was stunned at first, then turned his head and looked into the canyon, "Not good!"

But before he could react, a ray of wind suddenly expanded out of the canyon, and smoke and dust were blown away in the blink of an eye.

The wind roared out like a knife in all directions, and the rock walls on both sides of the canyon were cut completely unrecognizable in just a blink of an eye! "Puff!"

Two great monks who had just rushed into the smoke and dust were instantly torn apart by the wind blade, and their clothes were sprayed with blood. They were thrown out of the wind blade like a sea tide, landing heavily, and were seriously injured.

"Wind Tribulation Formation!"

The two of them got up and spoke in horror.

"Fang Miao Buddha, do you really think that my Haoguo Talisman is a decoration?"

At the center of the convoy, Zhao Yi's feet were off the ground, and he was suspended in the air with the wind power. A stream of green mysterious power surrounded his body. The formation had been portrayed. At this critical moment, he used the smoke and dust to cover his eyes and severely injured the two Taiyi Evil Sects in one fell swoop.

Yang Zidao was seriously injured and stood up tremblingly, with a huge burn on his chest. If he hadn't reached the pinnacle of his Pure Yang Vajra Heart Technique, he would have looked at the sword with his body that could already reach Jin Tie, and would have probably been destroyed by a sword at this time.

"Fang Miao Buddha, you underestimate Master Fu's so much. Do you really think that you can sweep my Haoguo convoy with just by taking two minions?

It's simply overestimating one's own abilities!"

"What a sixth-grade wind disaster formation, what a Tianji Valley!"

Fang Miaofo's face gradually became gloomy, "It's a pity that you and others will die here today, and it will be useless to struggle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Miaofu rushed down with a long sword in his hand, holding the sword's edge, and his blood-red murderous aura was like the sunset covering the sky. If this sword goes down, even the sixth-grade talisman formation will probably not be able to resist it! Zhao Yi is not a person who sits and waits for death. With a wave of his sleeves, large wind blades roar out, gathering into a huge sword, and assassinating towards Fang Miaofu with an unparalleled momentum.

Yang Zidao was not willing to be outdone. He knew very well that it was impossible to kill Fang Miao Buddha in the immortal realm with this sixth-grade talisman formation alone. Although he was seriously injured, if he did not take action, after Fang Miao Buddha destroyed the Fengjie Formation, they would have no chance at all.

Thinking of this, Yang Zidao stepped on the bluestone under his feet, shot out his body, and golden light emerged from his fist, constantly flowing.

"Strike the stone with an egg! Overestimate one's own ability!"

Fang Miaofo roared angrily and slashed down without hesitation. The sword intent and murderous intent mixed into a red sword light, slashing towards the giant sword of wind that was stabbing.

The two swords collided with each other, and the murderous sword energy was extremely sharp, and it tore the wind sword apart like a bamboo shoot. It entered in one stroke and broke the wind sword in the blink of an eye.

After shattering the wind sword, the blood-colored sword energy went forward and attacked the convoy again without stopping.

At this time, Yang Zidao instantly appeared in front of the sword energy, his big hand clenched into a fist, and he smashed it out with one punch. The air became twisted, and the terrifying power of slackness and the sword energy of Fang Miaofo bombarded together.

"boom!"

The space trembled three times. Yang Zidao was seriously injured. Now he forced the sword to take it, and immediately sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist and flew backwards.

But even so, Fang Miao Buddha's sword energy shattered and disappeared.

Zhao Yi, who was at the center of the method formation, slowly landed on the ground and knelt down on one knee. The sword just now was the strongest killer move that the sixth-grade wind robbery formation could release. Even the peak of the Great Enlightenment might be difficult to solve that sword, but he was facing immortality.

Fang Miaofo sneered, "Yang Siye is seriously injured, and the sixth-grade magic circle is already the last of a strong bow. I think you can still block the fencing!"

As he said that, he raised his sword again, and murderous intent spread all over the sky, as if the god of killing was coming to the world. If this sword goes on, Yang Zidao and Zhao Yi will be really unstoppable.

Daoque and other young monks had gloomy faces. At this time, they could not help at all. The only thing they could do was to wait to die here.

At the same time, in the last carriage, Wei Yuan held the Qinglian Baose Flag in his hand and paid close attention to the situation outside. He would insert the Qinglian Baose Flag into the eye of the Fengjie Formation at the most critical moment.

Although the level of the sixth-grade talisman array is already very high, even if there is the Qinglian Bao color flag, it is impossible to directly upgrade to two levels, but at least it can be upgraded to the seventh-grade level.

The sixth-grade magic circle cannot threaten Fang Miao Buddha, but if it were the seventh-grade magic circle, it would not be certain.
Chapter completed!