According to the records of Xiuzhen ancient books, if you want to fly, you need to reach the foundation period to fly briefly with the help of magic power, and if you want to travel in the sky, you need to achieve the golden elixir.

Now Yang Yiyun is in the air with the help of wind power and the operation of real Qi, which is just five seconds, but for him, it's flight.

This is not a great discovery.

To be able to fly in the air is a huge opportunity.

In the face of the old man demon and Fusang ninja, his grasp is getting bigger and bigger.

You're awesome. You can't fly six meters high, let alone fly for a few seconds in mid air.

But man, I can.

Flying in the air, I can attack you from any angle, and the speed is faster than swimming on the ground.

This is the big opportunity.

I'll kill you.

Yang Yiyun was in the air, looking at the old man demon and Fusang Ninja with wide eyes below, he laughed.

With his hands outstretched, Zhenyuan emerges from the fire. Yang Yiyun smiles. In mid air, he flicks his fingers at the old man demon and Fusang below. Small flames come down, thinking of them and leaving.

The next moment, the old man called and ran away, but she knew how terrible the flame in Yang Yiyun's hand was.

In an instant, Yang Yiyun popped up more than ten pieces of Zhenyuan from the fire, falling from the air, which was really good-looking.

But this scene is terrible in the eyes of the old demon.

Although Fusang's Ninja didn't contact Yang Yiyun's Zhenyuan Lihuo, he saw something wrong from the old man's demon's eyes. He didn't even think about it and quickly avoided it.

Although they saw Yang Yiyun's real fire and fled one after another, they were on the ground after all, not as dominant as Yang Yiyun in mid air.

The key is that there are many real fires that can't hold one after another.

The old man made a strange cry and fell to the ground.

Yang Yiyun was very happy when she saw that one leg of the old demon was lit by a real fire. She wanted to put out the fire with a terrified slap.

But I found that it couldn't be put out at all.

Yang Yiyun sneered: "brother's real fire is not earthly fire? You can put it out. "

The old demon screamed, saying that in the face of a small flame burning in her calf, there was no way. If it continued, her whole body would be burned, and the flame could not be put out at all.

Can't let her cut off her calf again?

But if you don't cut it, eventually this strange flame will burn her to ashes.

The old demon was tangled in the scream.

But Yang Yiyun ignored him. At this time, his flight time in mid air reached the landing period, and then when he went down, his eyes were fixed on Fusang's ninja. He didn't like Fusang dog more than old man demon, so he killed the Ninja first.

With a flick of the finger, another wave of real fire attacked Fusang ninja.

He dodged the wave just now. This time, we have a wave for him. How can you hide?

When he landed, the real fire in his hand hit Fusang's ninja.

Then Yang Yi heard a roar and scream in his cloud ear.

Hahaha, I see the fire on Ninja's butt.

This time, Yang Yiyun was happy and said in secret, "I burned your chrysanthemum."

It's the so-called killing you while you're sick.

Yang Yiyun didn't miss this opportunity. Taking advantage of Fusang Ninja's scream, he rushed to kill him.

A lunge toward the past, the palm of the operation, really Qi, full of strength, suddenly to Fusang Ninja body.

"Boom ~"

Yang Yiyun really felt empty in the loud noise. At the same time, a thick white fog rose from Fusang ninja.

He watched with his spiritual sense and found that Fusang Ninja had disappeared.

Is this the ninja of Fusang?

Yang Yiyun thought, but also found out in his mind. Fusang endured the next moment and appeared 20 meters away, limping away. To his surprise, he found that the flame on Fusang's buttocks was extinguished by his life.

Yang Yiyun was stunned.

Just ready to catch up with the past, the ear sounded a very resentful curse: "my mother and you fight ~"

It was at this time that Yang Yiyun felt the hair standing up behind him and avoided without thinking about it.But it's a bit late.

Corner of the eye saw the old man demon face ferocious incomparable pounce on the body.

"Touch ~"

Yang Yiyun only felt a hot pain behind him.

He found that the old man was crazy.

The old man demon is really crazy. After she found that she could not extinguish the flame on her leg, she was in despair. She had broken an arm, but she could not break a leg. So she wanted to revenge Yang Yiyun, even if she died.

At the moment when Yang Yiyun holds his hand to Fusang, the old man's demon rushes over and slaps Yang Yiyun on the back.

This let Yang Yiyun eat a big loss, a big mouthful of blood spit out.

What makes him feel more bitter is that he is now entangled by the old man demon.

The old man demon didn't know what kind of martial arts she was practicing. Her body was just like no bones. She was like noodles, and she was wrapped around him.

And with teeth pressure in Yang Yiyun's arm, with only one arm, waving all a hit, crazy hit at Yang Yiyun.

Yang Yiyun was shocked by the madness of the old man demon and wanted to fight him down.

But it is found that the dead demon, just like plaster on the body, can't beat down.

The dead demon is punching him, and he is waving his hand at the old demon.

For a moment, the sound of bumping was heard in the field.

Yang Yiyun will be killed by the old man's demon if he doesn't use the Qi to protect his body. The internal power of the upper part of the ninth floor of dark strength is not for fun.

Even if there is genuine Qi to protect him, he also vomites blood from the corner of his mouth.

In the heart is impatient, to the old man demon body of palm strength way is also a hit more ruthless than a hit.

He is vomiting blood, the old man demon is also worse than him.

However, Yang Yiyun was shocked by the old man demon. Although he vomited blood, he had a smile on his face and still loved to laugh madly.

She's completely out of her mind.

"Ga ga... Boy, it's time for you to die."

The old demon laughed wildly and said such a sentence.

At this time, Yang Yiyun found in his mind that a figure came quickly, and in the twinkling of an eye, he was ten meters away.

The heart is greatly surprised, but discover, it is the Fu mulberry that runs away to bear to return.

The old man demon on the body is still pestering. Yang Yiyun hums coldly and slaps her on the head while she is talking.

"Touch ~"

Such as watermelon burst in general, the old man demon's trouble to be broken by him, suddenly the breath dissipated.

But the old man demon's leg and arm were still wrapped around Yang Yiyun's body.

It was in the blink of an eye that Fusang resisted the attack. His samurai sword came to his head with strong wind.

Yang Yiyun was entangled by the old man demon for a while, let Fusang bear to drill a loophole, in the face of the top of the head of a knife, Yang Yiyun cold sweat straight up.

The blood all over the body feels cold.

He watched the blow fall on his head.

However, at this critical moment, a knife came out of my ear.

"Ding Dong ~"

However, an ancient sword came from behind and hit Fusang's blade hard.

Although the ancient sword came, it still didn't stop Fusang from falling with a knife from the mountain.

But it's enough for Yang Yiyun.

Master duel is often fast changing, flying sword let Fusang ninja blade a pause, but enough Yang Yiyun to avoid a fatal blow.

Body twist, body measurement in the past, the body of the old man demon aimed at Fusang Ninja's knife.

"Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh.

At this time, Yang Yi heard a scream of Duanmu Xingtian in his cloud ears, and saw Duanmu Xingtian fly out of the corner of his eye when he was hit by a Zen stick on the false monk's chest.

At this time, Yang Yiyun understood that the ancient sword just came was Duanmu Wuxing. He threw it to himself after he was injured.

But Duanmu Xingtian didn't have an ancient sword in his hand and was hit by the fake monk.

Inexplicably, Yang Yiyun was very angry in his heart, and his hands were filled with real Qi and fire. He roared and fought against Fusang.This is the opportunity created by Duanmu Xingtian's sword. This time, he won't let Fusang old dog escape.

"Boom ~"

"Ah ~"

Fusang Ninja is defeated by Yang Yiyun.

There is fire in the palm and air in the fist.

Bear solid solid fell on the body of Fusang ninja, let him scream upside down.

The body burns up in an instant.

"Ah, ah, ah."

After landing eight or nine meters away, Fusang Ninja mountain was filled with flames all over his body, screaming and rolling on the ground.

Yang Yiyun took a thousand steps and kicked the Ninja's samurai sword.

"Poof."

The samurai sword penetrated the head of Fusang ninja and killed him instantly.

At this time, Yang Yiyun body shake, feel a dizziness, sat on the ground.

In this battle, he killed two top experts in the upper part of the ninth floor.