Xiao Yao looked at the slaying dragon that was spinning towards him at high speed, and the emotions he showed looked very indifferent, no joy or sorrow, but from his eyes, what he saw was not cowardice, fear, or as hot as ever.

It's as if this guy never knew what to be afraid of.

Not to mention anything else, Xiao Yao's psychological quality is still very good, anyway, the onlookers think so.

The disciples of the Dao Seeking Sect who came with the third uncle were a little unsettled at this time.

If it was before, it didn't matter to them, I hope that the third uncle can kill the young man who doesn't know the height of the sky as soon as possible.

But after knowing Hong Feisheng's identity, that kind of thought was completely gone.

They were just thinking that the third uncle must not really do anything to that young man!

Fools can see that the young man who fought with the third uncle has a very good relationship with Hong Feisheng.

The reason why Hong Feisheng didn't make a move to the third uncle was to give that young man a chance.

If this young man was really given by the third uncle, they together would not be able to bear Hong Feisheng's anger.

So they could only silently muttered in their hearts, Third Uncle, Third Uncle, you must stop at the point, don't really do anything to that young man!

In fact, they also thought about whether they could rush forward and stop this battle, but they all knew that at the point where you were living and dying like this, it was not something they could stop at all. Moreover, Hong Feisheng was standing on the side, however, Hong Feisheng did not step forward to stop it, which also means that Hong Feisheng did not want this battle to end, since this is the case, how can they dare to act rashly?

However, their thinking is really not correct.

It is a fact that Hong Feisheng didn't make a move, but this doesn't mean that he hopes that Xiao Yao and the third uncle will continue to fight.

Although his identity is just a spectator now, because of his relationship with Xiao Yao, he will still feel frightened when he looks at it, and he always has a feeling as if Xiao Yao will die here in the next second.

This kind of battle is really too thrilling, and every minute and every second is full of infinite killing opportunities.

Also unblinking is Pang Yier.

Watching the trembling between Xiao Yao and the third uncle, he could also feel a lot.

After all, those two, no matter who they were, their strength was above Pang Yi'er, he was originally an immortal cultivator, and he was thinking about what kind of way to improve his cultivation all day long, and now such a battle, being able to watch it from a quiet distance is also an opportunity for him, so he is naturally unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

At this moment, Xiao Yao was still fighting, although the clothes on Xiao Yao's body had turned into strips of cloth, soaked with blood, and clinging to his body.

Every pore seems to be oozing blood.

Hong Feisheng still didn't step forward to stop him.

He knew that this was Xiao Yao's chance.

The reason why Xiao Yao tried his best to find the double demon beast was that he was unwilling to take out a hole card like the Terracotta Warriors until now, and he didn't even need to make a move, what he was waiting for was such an opportunity.

Push yourself into a corner!

Putting death and rebirth, whether this sentence makes sense or not, Hong Feisheng doesn't know, but he understands that this sentence is definitely perfect for cultivating immortals.

If you want to break through yourself, you have to evolve that self to a top, and then use your own strength or external power to break through.

Xiao Yao's movements were getting slower and slower, and so was the third uncle.

He didn't want to continue fighting with Xiao Yao.

He has lived for more than three hundred years, and he has seen any kind of master, but it is the first time he has seen Xiao Yao like this, this is simply a death! You must know that any immortal cultivator, after reaching a certain kind of achievement, is very sorry for his life, after all, cultivating immortals is originally a very hard thing, and it is not easy to have such a cultivation as now, no one wants to die and let all his efforts be burned.

However, Xiao Yao didn't seem to have such thoughts at all.

This guy's weapon is no longer the sword in his hand, but his life.

A real fight for your life!

"Come on, come again!" Xiao Yao's hair was wet, and his eyes became red, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

He roared angrily, hysterical, as if he wanted to compete with the heavens.

The third uncle is already a little timid.

He really didn't want to fight Xiao Yao, if he could, he would like this battle to end, but he knew better than anyone else that even if he wanted to end it now, Xiao Yao would not give him this opportunity, and as long as he dared to hesitate at this time, it was possible for Xiao Yao to seize the opportunity, and then the other party used the sword in his hand to penetrate his chest.

Therefore, he could only tense his nerves and dare not have the slightest slackness.

It is very inappropriate to use such a word as underestimating the enemy now.

To be precise, from the very beginning, he did not underestimate the enemy, let alone despise the other party because Xiao Yao was a master, if he had such thoughts, I am afraid he would have died a long time ago.

"Crazy, crazy!" the third uncle was also roaring in his heart.

Xiao Yao seemed to be tireless, the two bumped into each other and flew out together, and then Xiao Yao would always stand up first and attack again.

Although at the beginning, the third uncle could still hold on to his feet, but later, like Xiao Yao, he flew out and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yao's speed of getting up is getting slower and slower.

He wasn't much better.

If this continues, he always feels that he is likely to be the final loser.

What does it mean to be a loser? He doesn't allow himself to lose!

So, when he was about to run out of strength, the machete in his hand suddenly disappeared, and a golden bronze mirror appeared.

"It's ...... Kun Bronze Mirror?" Seeing that mirror, Hong Feisheng's eyes suddenly contracted.

His fists clenched at the same time, his hairs standing on end, and it seemed as if he might rush forward at any moment.

When he saw the third uncle take out the mirror, Qi Tian and several other young people were also dumbfounded.

That's a treasure in the true sense of the word of the Dao Seeking Sect!

Unexpectedly, he was taken by the third uncle.

What I didn't expect was that the third uncle actually took out this thing.

This is a real artifact!

It is said that if you want to urge the Kun Bronze Mirror, you need to spend fifty years of cultivation.

If this is the case, I am afraid that after urging the Kun Bronze Mirror once, the cultivation of the third uncle will have to regress to a master.

The disciples of the Dao Seeking Sect all knew how difficult it was for the third master uncle to break through to a double master.

However, now, the third uncle has made such a sacrifice, which means that he has now reached the point of last resort.

He has been forced by Xiao Yao to the point of no retreat!

Looking at the young figure, Qi Tian and the others were silent.

They are all young people, and they are young and vigorous, and they can't tolerate anyone in their eyes, and they always feel that God is the first and the old man is the second.

But now Xiao Yao's birth has brought them a heavy blow.

They now finally understand what it means to have someone outside the world, and everyone is a young person, so why is there such a big gap? Everyone is a master, why is the gap so big?

This is a question worth thinking about.

Xiao Yao saw the Kun Bronze Mirror, and his pupils also contracted suddenly, he was not from the Lingwu World, so it was naturally impossible for him to know this Kun Bronze Mirror, but he had a sense of familiarity.

He always felt that there was a mysterious qi on that mirror, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The next second, he came back to his senses.

Black Dragon Knife!

The reason why that mirror gives me a familiar feeling is because there is a qi machine similar to the Black Dragon Knife, but this one side is a mirror and the other is a knife, which is very different, and the reason why there is the same qi can only explain one point.

It's an artifact!

Strictly speaking, this is the third artifact Xiao Yao has seen.

The four long swords of the white head nine song runes away from the puppet dragon can only be regarded as a high-grade immortal weapon, and there is still a short distance from the artifact.

The Black Dragon Knife was the first artifact that Xiao Yao came into contact with.

The second artifact was the unpretentious iron sword that Xu Yangge left behind after his ascension.

Now, this little mirror is the third.

At this time, the third uncle, who was fifty meters away, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist sprayed on the mirror, and suddenly a red light faintly appeared, and immediately turned into a red rainbow, bursting out from the mirror, and rushing towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao's mind barely worked, and he subconsciously took out the iron sword.

Holding the hilt of the sword, he urged the sword qi left by Xu Yange, and the sword qi poured into the long sword, and the long sword conjured countless white sword shadows in front of him.

The sword shadows finally gathered together and blocked in front of Xiao Yao.

When the red rainbow that burst out from the Kun Bronze Mirror collided with the sword qi urged by Xiao Yao, a wave of qi spread around with the two energy bursts as the central point.

Xiao Yao's body was swept up by the air wave and flew out directly.

The same is true of the third uncle, Qi Tian and others.

Hong Feisheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Pang Yi'er to avoid the latter's fate of flying out as well, and as for those people from the Dao Seeking Sect, they also flew out.

Hong Feisheng doesn't know them and doesn't care about them.

Having said that, when that wave of qi rushed in, even Hong Feisheng, who had already cultivated as an eightfold master, took two or three steps back.

It can be seen from the expression on his face that he is not at all easy to resist this wave of anger.

And that's just the aftermath of the battle.

But it has already made Hong Feisheng so moved.

The third uncle and Xiao Yao were standing at the center of the battle, and the qi waves they came into contact with could not be compared.

This is also fortunate that Xiao Yao and the third uncle are only one-fold and two-fold immortal cultivators, and they can't urge the true power of the artifact, otherwise, just the qi wave can directly crush the bones of those two people.

"Crazy, all crazy!" Hong Feisheng said with the blue tendons on his forehead exposed.

These two people are simply committing suicide!