Xiao Yao pointed to the flying sword and said, "Go!" The blue flying sword suddenly turned into a long rainbow, hitting the fog hard. The fog suddenly surged violently, but the formation still did not break.

"That's over? A trick of the devil!" Xiao Yao was very disdainful and wanted to anger the people inside.

But there was still no response inside, and there was only a fog that transformed into a big hand and slapped at the flying sword.

Xiao Yao was a little surprised and immediately instilled spiritual power into the flying sword. The blue flying sword gradually became larger and slashed towards the big hand.

The big hand was split into two, but Xiao Yao's face was not as relaxed as before, but instead became solemn. "It seems that this formation is a bit strange!"

I saw that the big hand, which was divided into two, quickly merged as before, and then held the blue flying sword with lightning speed.

The light of the blue flying sword continued to flash, and Xiao Yao suddenly felt something was wrong. He sacrificed a white porcelain bottle in time. The white porcelain bottle became larger, and the mouth of the bottle emitted a green light. A huge suction force went towards the big hand transformed by the fog.

The big hand transformed by the fog was sucked away by the green light from the white porcelain bottle, and the blue flying sword began to continuously slash at the big hand transformed by the fog. With the cooperation of the two spiritual weapons, the power of the formation became weaker and weaker.

Among the spiritual veins, a middle-aged man with a somewhat thin figure was sitting cross-legged, holding two medium-grade spirit stones in his hand, constantly absorbing spiritual energy.

The ground was still full of bottles and jars, with more than a dozen medicine bottles empty, with pale and blood-free faces, and it was obvious that they were seriously injured.

At this time, he was in the most critical stage of healing, but the sound of continuous bombardment of the formation came from outside the formation, which made him a little upset, "Is it the villain of the Sword Sect who is chasing him?"

At this moment, he could only heal his wounds first, "regardless of whether those villains were chasing him, I hope Xiaohao Yuan Formation can delay a little longer, and then concentrate on healing his wounds and ignore the roar outside.

Xiaoyao controlled the blue flying sword and white porcelain bottle, constantly attacking the Xiaohao Yuan formation, and saw the big hands transformed into clouds getting smaller and smaller.

"Hmph! I dare to fight with the second master even if I am a mere second-grade formation. Xiao Yao pinched the bitter seal, "Break!"

Xiao Yao's spiritual power was injected into the blue flying sword. The light of the flying sword was soaring, splitting a corner of the entire second-grade formation. The entire Xiaohao Yuan Formation suddenly collapsed.

In front of Xiaoyao, a white light flashed, and a huge spiritual vein cave that was ten wide and wide appeared. Xiaoyao collected the two spiritual weapons, turned into a ray of escape light, and disappeared at the entrance of the cave.

Xiao Yao released his spiritual sense and soon discovered the person in the cave. He didn't know what to do, and was shocked when he saw this person! He had seen this person, and Xiao Yao soon came to the man in black robe.

The man in black robe had his eyes closed, his body was surrounded by spiritual power, and the spiritual power of his spiritual veins was constantly absorbed by him. His face was so pale and terrible that it seemed like he was about to run out of oil.

This person is no one else, but Lu Fei, a mid-stage cultivator of the Qingyun Sect! As one of the notaries who once fought with disciples outside, he also led a team to a place where blood training was performed, so Xiao Yao naturally saw him.

But now Lu Fei looks a bit miserable, his black robe is a bit torn, his hair is also a little messy, and his cultivation has fallen from the middle stage of the elixir to the early stage of the elixir.

Xiao Yao was also a little unbelievable. He never thought that this guy who snatched the spirit veins would be Lu Fei!

The Qingyun Sect and the Sword Sect and Lingmen Temple started a war. It can be said that the Qingyun Sect was defeated by one against two, but at least it was a sect that had been established in the Yunqi Kingdom for thousands of years, but it was not so easy to be defeated.

"The Hanling Tomb of Zhuyu Kingdom is nearly 100,000 miles away from the Qingyun Sect. Lu Fei can actually run here to grab our spiritual veins to heal our wounds. Tsk tsk!"

Xiaoyao also had to admire Lu Fei, but even though he admired him, he couldn't forget about this after snatching the spiritual vein. Besides, Lu Fei is not a good thing, and he has caused many harm to female disciples in the Qingyun Sect.

Lu Fei opened his eyes, his eyes were a little cloudy. When he saw the visitor, he was also startled, "You, are you Xiaoyao?"

Of course he remembered Xiao Yao, the place where he trained was the team he led. At this time, he looked at Xiao Yao's cultivation level, "Early stage of the elixir!"

Xiaoyao smiled, "I didn't expect that I could meet Mr. Lu here! We are really destined to be together! I wonder what Mr. Lu, you are here for Hanling?"

Lu Fei sighed, "Don't call me Master Lu, now my cultivation is the same as you, just call me fellow Taoist Lu Fei!"

Xiaoyao smiled, "How can that be? You are my uncle! I will be my uncle in this life! You can't ignore my seniority just because of my current cultivation level!"

Lu Fei did not force it, "Since my nephew insisted on doing this, I won't hide it from you! Now that the Qingyun Sect is besieged by two major forces, I finally broke through and then came here."

"I didn't expect that we had broken through the Dragon King Temple because the family didn't know each other anymore. I didn't intend to snatch this spiritual vein. If I had known that it was my nephew, I would definitely go to my nephew's mansion in person and visit me."

Lu Fei smiled and spoke in great sincerity, with a little apology in his eyes.

Xiaoyao smiled, "What are you talking about in the uncle? If I had known that the uncle would come, my nephew would definitely receive the uncle."

At this moment, Xiaoyao hid a hand behind him, and a faint blue smoke floated out between his fingers.

Lu Fei waved his hand, "Since this is the spiritual vein of my nephew, I won't keep it much." As he said that, Lu Fei stood up and was about to walk out of the cave, but would Xiao Yao agree?

"Uncle Master! Don't worry, whether you are injured, it's important to heal you here!" Xiao Yao smiled and wanted to keep Lu Fei.

Lu Fei's expression changed a little, but he still said, "Mr. Xiaoyao, uncle's injury has almost healed. I still have an emergency task from the master. My nephew, I will say goodbye." As he said that, Lu Fei walked out of the cave.

But Xiao Yao stopped Lu Fei again. "What urgent task does the master have to recover his injuries before going there. Otherwise, what if you encounter other seniors with advanced cultivation outside?"

Lu Fei's face turned gloomy at this time, "What do you mean by nephew?"

"ah!"

A flying sword pierced through Lu Fei's heart, and Lu Fei's face was full of incredible, "You..."

Xiao Yao was still laughing, "Uncle Master! Don't think I didn't notice your little moves. Do you feel weak all over and cannot use spiritual power?"

Lu Fei hurriedly took a few steps back, stood unsteadily, blood stained the collars of his clothes, and blood was left at the corners of his mouth, "What did you do to me? Are you going to kill me?"

Xiao Yao let out a mouthful of white teeth, "Uncle Lu! It's not that I want to kill you, but that you want to kill me!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yao's smile was restrained and his eyes became extremely cold. If the ice from the Nine Nether Cold Spring could freeze Lu Fei's soul.

"Xiao Yao! I have no grudges and grudges with you! Why do you want to kill me?" Lu Fei's eyes were full of hatred, and he stared at Xiao Yao.
Chapter completed!