Ye Yinfeng's eyes condensed a rich killing intent, and the fierce essence flowed in his eyes, this was the first time he had a killing intent towards the white-clothed young man. No matter what the identity of the white-clothed young man Yan Longxing was, but he hurt Nangong Xianchen, and it had already touched his bottom line. He knew that the killing intent in his heart had already started a contest between him and Yan Longxing, and it was because of Nangong Xianchen, as well as those fateful contests in the dark, sooner or later there would be a life and death between him and him, rather than victory or defeat.

Looking at the slender figure of the young man in front of him, the childish youth had disappeared from the soft face, and was replaced by a resolute and unyielding face. and the resolute murderous intent in those eyes, which made Nangong Xianchen's heart tremble, Ye Yinfeng could already stand in front of her, and began to have the ability to shield her from the wind and rain, and that unquestionable firm look was also undisguised.

"No matter what, I'll get you back this justice. Yan Longxing will no longer be able to touch you in the slightest, and I will make him pay a heavy price. Ye Yinfeng said categorically towards Nangong Xianchen, with a strong Ling Tian's battle intent in his resolute tone, no matter how advanced Yan Longxing's cultivation was, he must pay a painful price for Yanlongxing, because Nangong Xianchen was the only goddess in his heart, and he would not allow others to blaspheme.

The woman in the palace skirt saw a strong cold gaze in Ye Yinfeng's eyes, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, this seemed to be a weak teenager, but it gave her the same incomparably terrifying feeling. At the same time, the powerful aura flowing out of the other party's body rolled and pressed wildly, making her feel a sense of oppression in her heart. She knew that the subtle change of this young man was precisely because of the fairy-like woman in green clothes, and the awe-inspiring cold aura condensed that soft face into a cold and tough face.

Ye Yinfeng's cold gaze looked at the several white-clothed women, the iron sword in his hand raised a string of crisp sword groans, his slender body straightened slightly, he stepped on it, and stood in front of Nangong Xianchen. At this time, Ye Yinfeng was like a peerless sword like an unsheathed, and the cold sword intent rushed out like killing the sky. At this time, no matter who wanted to stop Nangong Xianchen from leaving him, he would definitely raise the iron sword in his hand and swing it without hesitation.

"Huh, hmm, hmph", a flash of sword light, and the women in white raised the long swords in their hands one after another, pointing at Ye Yinfeng and Nangong Xianchen from afar. Their faces were as cold as frost and snow, their apricot eyebrows were upside down, the cold anger was undisguised, and a terrifying luster shot out of their eyes and fell on the blue-shirted young man who stood in front of the woman in green clothes.

"Since you're leaving, show your true skills. The Pure Altar of my White Lotus Sect is not something that can come and go as soon as you want. The cold eyes of the woman in the palace skirt flashed, and the white face was immediately coated with a layer of frost. The long sword in her hand stirred up a layer of ripple-like ripples, rippling in this valley.

"Whew", as soon as the words of the woman in the palace skirt fell, the women in white let out a coquettish shout, and the long swords in their hands rolled up one after another and the incomparably bright sword flowers shrouded towards Ye Yinfeng's surroundings. There was a touch of awe-inspiring color in their frosty faces, their bodies turned, their feet walked like the wind, and the sword flowers instantly fell on the vital places around Ye Yinfeng's body.

Ye Yinfeng frowned coldly, with a slight mistake under his feet, a blue figure walked away from the downstream of the several sword flowers. And when the sword flowers fell, they fell into the void, and only an afterimage slowly disappeared. A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of those white-clothed women, and then their bodies turned again, the long sword was filled with a piercing chill, and the sword flower changed, and it had become a dense sword net, and it fell towards Ye Yinfeng again.

"Zheng", the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand let out a sword groan, his wrist flicked, and the iron sword suddenly turned into a sword shadow that swept thousands of armies and slammed towards the several long swords, a string of crisp metal resonances sounded, and a blue shadow flowed away again, and the ghost-like figure rolled up the remnant of the road and walked between the women in white.

The women only felt a flower in front of their eyes, and then the long swords in their hands sank, and the dense sword net had been broken, and only the few long swords were trembling. They were shocked to find that the blue shadow had returned to the position where it had been standing just now, and it was still standing in front of the woman in green clothes.

At this time, Ye Yinfeng stood calmly like a breeze, and under the sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples were a pair of eyes that shone like a birthday. It's just that the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and a cold chill arises spontaneously, and the iron sword in his hand is emitting a wave of victorious soft groans.

Ye Yinfeng only used one move to crack all the attacks of the group of white-clothed women, and those white lotuses scattered everywhere showed their wilting. The martial arts cultivation realm of these white-clothed women did not break through to the innate realm, although they had an advantage in numbers, but after all, they were not deep in cultivation, and they didn't even touch the corners of Ye Yinfeng's clothes.

In fact, Ye Yinfeng's breakthrough in one go also used several swordsmanship, including the sword of Qiu Se like twilight rain and Xiao Xiao, and the sword of Xia Lie like rolling thunder, coupled with his magical footwork, where are these women in white still his opponents. If it was in the past, Ye Yinfeng would definitely not have broken the sword net arranged by these white-clothed women so easily. After all, strength is still destined for everything, and Ye Yinfeng is no longer the Ye Yinfeng of the day.

Seeing this, the women in white hid the look of horror in their eyes, and they glanced at the woman in the palace skirt, and then they only nodded slightly. Then, the women in white looked at each other, and a solemn look appeared in their eyes, which should be said to be a solemn color.

I saw that the long swords in their hands were flat across their chests, and their originally white faces slowly turned crimson. They were lined up in a row, the crimson on their faces getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time, there was a powerful aura circulating on their bodies that was not in line with their cultivation.

Ye Yinfeng looked at it coldly, no matter what, the martial arts cultivation realm of these white-clothed women was so weak, even if they took any elixir, it was impossible for them to defeat themselves. However, slowly, he suddenly emitted a stronger and stronger aura circulating from the bodies of this group of women, almost surpassing the innate realm. A deadly crisis suddenly surged from his heart, and his face couldn't help but be grim.

"Drink", a spring thunder-like shout sounded, and I saw that several women in white raised their long swords, which pointed straight at the sky, tearing the night that wanted to shroud them, and a dazzling light suddenly took shape from the top of the long swords. The long swords in the hands of the women in white stirred up a string of sword sounds, and the crimson color on their faces finally reached a limit, and a strange light flowed in their eyes, looking towards Ye Yinfeng.

Seeing such a situation, Nangong Xianchen's face couldn't help but condense, "Illusory, dreamy, white lotus angrily slashed the world" came out of her mouth, and there was also a little jealousy in her eyes, she obviously saw the moves gathered by several women in white.

Ye Yinfeng looked at the sword that rose to the sky, and a touch of perseverance rose from the corner of his mouth, if he couldn't even stop the sword moves issued by these white-clothed women who had not even reached the innate realm, then what qualifications did he have to fight Yanlongxing, what qualifications did he have to seek justice for Nangong Xianchen, and what would he do to protect his beloved in the days to come.

The sword light rushed to the sky, and soon the sword light that pierced the sky was condensed again, and a violent aura surged out from the sword light, and the changing sword light was intertwined with each other, and finally, at the end of the dusk, the first night appeared a few white lotus flowers like saints. A powerful coercion flowed above the several lotus flowers, surging down towards Ye Yinfeng, and one after another explosion-like breath swirled violently.

"Hiss", it was the first time Ye Yinfeng had seen such a strange sword move, and a strong crisis surged out of his heart, and then he raised the bladeless iron in his hand, and a majestic aura spread from the iron sword. He was in a hurry to get too pure qi, and frantically extracted the true qi from the dantian and poured it towards the iron sword.

When his sword pointed at the several holy white lotuses that exuded a majestic aura, when the true qi in his body surged towards the iron sword like a river. A huge sense of oppression suddenly rose from his heart, and he saw the white lotus that had turned into several sword qi enveloping him.

"Hum", the rapidly turning white lotus slowly pressed down, and when it reached the iron sword that pointed straight to the sky, there was a piercing "sizzle" sound. The iron sword with a majestic aura let out a piercing groan, and the iron sword was trembling slightly as if it had been pressed down by thousands of mountains and mountains.

"Boom" A white lotus shattered under the sharp stabbing of the iron sword, and the broken white lotus turned into a vigorous energy that stirred in all directions, shooting wildly in all directions. At this time, with the shattering of one white lotus, several more white lotuses went down, crushing down towards the simple and unpretentious iron sword like the momentum of the mountain.

Ye Yinfeng only felt that the iron sword in his hand had become extremely heavy, and the white lotus that had been crushed down was heavier than the mountain, and he only felt that his right hand raising the sword was about to be unable to support it, and then the fierce light in his eyes swept up, and his left hand also stretched out his hand, and held the iron sword tightly with his right hand. And the true qi in his body was surging towards the iron sword like a river, and he only felt that his feet were slowly sinking.

With a "boom", another white lotus burst into flames, but the remaining white lotus fell rapidly. The long sword raised high, stirring up the gorgeous and dazzling sword light, the eyes of the white-clothed women revealed wisps of cold light, they held the long sword in their hands tightly, the same movement, several long swords are slightly pressed down, as the height they pressed down is getting lower and lower, the white lotus turned into several sword qi is also getting lower and lower. The cracked white lotus turned into a burst of energy, but the remaining white lotus became more imposing and turbulent.

Ye Yinfeng's feet had already begun to sink under the ground, a thin layer of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his eyes showed an unyielding essence. His straight body was like a simple iron sword, and it was trembling slightly. The crazy true qi in his body set off huge waves, and the surging true qi set off layers of wild sand around him, spreading this secluded deep valley.

Nangong Xianchen's eyes showed a look of worry, she already knew this sword move, but she couldn't help anything when she was seriously injured. All this can only rely on Ye Yinfeng himself, it is the true qi gathered by several white-clothed women in the inner strength realm, and that true qi is stirring in that long sword, and after a strange formation, this is the formation of the powerful white lotus. This white lotus has the power of slashing the world, and will turn everything in its way into powder.

The woman in the palace skirt looked at Ye Yinfeng whose legs began to sink under the ground, and a cold smile appeared in her eyes. There was a look of confidence on her delicate countenance, and she didn't believe that the young man could win the superposition of more than a dozen pure yin internal forces.