Du Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and knew that the LORD was coming. He no longer pursued those low-level friars who had been frightened. Instead, he turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound source.


    I only saw a dark cloud in the distance from far to near. There was white lightning in the dark cloud, which was very powerful.


    A big man in black lost his hands behind him and stood on the dark clouds. His clothes kept flying back under the pull of the strong wind, which was even more overbearing!


    After seeing the big man in black, many monks could not help but show a look of worship on their faces. They couldn''t help but raise their arms and shout: "I''ve seen the emperor''s downwind, and I''ve always protected the Dharma!"


    "Feng Yifan protects the Dharma. This Du Yuesheng is extremely rude to the emperor and dares to massacre us. Please also ask Feng Yifan to suppress it!"


    "Yes, we can''t kill him. We must suppress him at the foot of the mountain and be trampled on by us for thousands of years!"


    Du Yuesheng couldn''t help laughing when he heard these friars'' words. Most of the friars here were experts who came in in the Xianyu era. I thought the friars of that era were much tougher, but I didn''t expect it to be so.


    He raised his head and looked straight at Xiang fengyifan. At the same time, Feng Yifan also looked at it at a glance. The two eyes were right on each other. They didn''t give up at all. In an instant, there was a spark in the air!


    In the end, Feng Yifan suddenly grinned and said, "it''s really bold. Unfortunately, in front of absolute strength, no matter how bold you are, you can only feed the dog!"


    Before he finished, the wind Yifan suddenly raised his hand and pressed down without warning. A gust of wind suddenly rose. At the same time, the earth trembled and a huge vortex suddenly appeared on the clouds in the sky.


    The whirlpool became more and more huge, stirring the air to rotate, and even formed a huge tornado thousands of feet tall in the air.


    The moment the tornado took shape, it swept towards Du Yuesheng. On the road, where the tornado passed, everything was completely destroyed. One or two friars had obviously hidden a hundred feet away, but they were still swept into the tornado by huge suction and disappeared directly!


    The tornado was so powerful that Du Yuesheng just raised his eyebrows without any fear. The immortal sword moved, and a low voice came out of his throat: "swallow the sky!"


    As soon as swallowing the sky, ten thousand swords burst out from the immortal killing sword, stretching for ten thousand feet. In an instant, the tornado was covered in it.


    The wind also saw this and raised a sneer of disdain at the corners of his mouth: "cut, the little sword light is gorgeous, but it is not the opponent of this magic..."


    After saying that, Feng Yifan was stunned.


    Because the sword light of swallowing the sky has passed directly over the place where the tornado is located, and then killed him directly, but there is nothing in the place where the tornado just exists.


    The tornado has been directly extinguished by the sky swallowing sword light!


    "What''s the situation?" Feng Yifan was stunned. Seeing the light of the sword, he waved his sleeve robe and immediately formed a huge wind wall in front of him.


    Hiss, hiss, hiss!


    The sword light came and attacked the wind wall. At this time, Feng Yifan could see clearly that there were countless sword Qi lingering under the sword light, and the sword Qi was extremely sharp, like a small knife, tearing and splitting on his wind wall.


    Seeing that the wind wall was cut into a large crack in less than a few breaths, Feng Yifan realized that it was these sword Qi that directly wiped out his tornado!


    Thinking of this, Feng Yifan couldn''t help sneering and said, "it''s just a small hand. See how I make you!"


    With that, Feng Yifan pinched it with his left hand and patted the storage bag with his right hand. He only saw a streamer flying directly from the storage bag. The streamer flew into the air and turned into a small feather fan.


    This feather fan is full of color and brilliance. You can see it is not an ordinary product.


    "Tianluo fan!" many people subconsciously exclaimed after seeing this feather fan.


    "It''s said that the Tianluo fan is made of the feathers of the nine day Phoenix family. It''s powerful!" someone murmured, his eyes full of envy.


    "Not only that, this day''s Luo fan is made of the most precious feather on the nine day Phoenix. There is only one such feather on a nine day Phoenix. I don''t know how many nine day Phoenix were killed by this Luo fan..."


    All the people''s screams were seen by Feng Yifan, and he couldn''t help showing his pride on his face. At the same time, he controlled the Tianluo fan to wave, and a colorful wind swept away with bursts of nine day Phoenix''s long cry.


    In the twinkling of an eye, the light of swallowing Tianjian was swept away.


    Du Yuesheng couldn''t help but pick his eyebrows. Looking at Xiang fengyifan, he said faintly: "this fan is good..."


    "Of course, it''s a pity that you will die under this fan today. Otherwise, I can lend it to you!" Feng Yifan said proudly.


    Du Yuesheng smiled and said, "since you are willing to lend it to me, I think... You''d better give it to me directly!"


    When he spoke, his heart moved. The snow sword song started in an instant. The next second, the world was filled with snowflakes. The sword Qi laughed with snowflakes!


    Du Yuesheng''s figure is shuttling forward in the snowflakes. The speed is so fast that Rao is the monks present. They are all yin-yang immortals, life and death immortals, and even Nirvana immortals, which are difficult to see clearly!


    "Hmm? Boy, it''s very fast. Unfortunately, everything is vain in front of absolute strength!" Feng Yifan laughed. With a wave of Tianluo fan, there were bursts of colorful clouds flying out of the wind.


    The scope of this gust of rosy wind is very large, almost covering the place where you can see, but its power is not reduced, and even has a faint smell of improvement.


    The wind and snow all over the sky were blown to pieces in an instant under the strong colorful wind.


    Seeing here, Feng Yifan''s smile becomes more and more obvious.


    The monks watching the war around couldn''t help shouting happily: "ha ha, that boy''s spell has been broken!"


    "I said, Feng Yifan is the Dharma protector under the emperor. Although he is only Nirvana Sanxian, he is not afraid of facing ten Nirvana Sanxian alone!"


    "Yes! Feng Yifan was born hundreds of thousands of years ago. His name is famous in the immortal region. Where can an unknown boy fight?"


    Everyone laughed, but unexpectedly, Du Yuesheng''s voice suddenly sounded at this time:


    "Isn''t it too early to be happy? The wind and snow all over the sky is just the magic phase generated when I cast my spell. You destroyed the magic phase and the effect of the spell... But it hasn''t been affected at all!"


    "What!" Feng Yifan heard the sound, his face changed, looked down and saw a sword light suddenly burst in the rosy wind!


    The light of the sword exploded as fast, fast and unstoppable as the rising sun opened the darkness!


    In the twinkling of an eye, the sword light broke through the glow, and a figure rushed out after the sword light and attacked him at an incredible speed!