Seeing Deng Yan make a move, the water behind him was frightened.

It can be seen that Amu didn't wait for Deng Yan to make a move, and moved his body directly, grabbing Deng Yan's throat with one hand into a claw.

Amu saw that this Deng Yan was more uncomfortable than Zhao Xian, and he had to teach him a good lesson, so he was quite ruthless.

Deng Yan didn't expect Amu to dare to take the initiative, and couldn't help but snort coldly, "I can't help myself."

Immediately, the cold mist in Deng Yan's hand burst out and went straight to Amu, and this Deng Yan was cunning by nature, and after hitting the cold mist, he hurriedly retreated.

He had practiced Beihan's light body technique, and although his speed was still slower than Amu's penance in his previous life, he was three or four feet away when he retreated.

"Huh!" Deng Yan saw that the cold mist hit Amu as he retreated, but Amu didn't even shiver, and Amu's speed did not decrease.

"Could it be that he has any talisman magic weapon, what kind of talisman can a cultivator have?" This idea was immediately rejected by Deng Yan, but this Amu was indeed not afraid of the condensation technique.

However, Deng Yan was a first-order third-order cultivator after all, and he could also activate several low-level spells.

Seeing that Amu was about to arrive, Deng Yan's hands quickly sealed, and the cultivation power in his body turned into a snow knife, three feet long, and a white light, as fast as lightning, went straight to Amu's left shoulder.

Although there are some contradictions with Amu, Deng Yan will never dare to attack this snow knife directly at Amu's head, in case he misses and kills, even the master will not be able to protect himself.

The rules of the Beihan Gate are compared and discussed, and a small injury is okay, but if it hurts the life of the same door, the light one is afraid that he will be expelled from the mountain gate, and the serious one is afraid that he will directly destroy the soul.

This snow knife is a relatively advanced spell of the cold condensation technique, and it is also the highest level of magic that Deng Yan can cast at present, even ordinary beginner monks of the third and fourth orders should avoid its edge.

"Condensation Snow Knife!" whispered from the water.

As soon as this snow knife appeared, Amu was also surprised, thinking that it was a magic like a flying sword. Amu didn't know if his body could stop the flying sword

However, seeing that the snow knife was coming to his left shoulder without worrying about his life, Amu couldn't help but surge with anger.

"Stinky boy, fight for a knife! I'm going to kill you too. "Because Amu doesn't know how much else this Deng Yan has to do, if there is any powerful spell, he is definitely not an opponent. In any case, the other party is also a third-order cultivator, and he and others are not at the same level at all. Only by fighting this knife and winning a close opportunity can he defeat the other party.

Thinking of this, Amu gritted his teeth, exerted his strength under his feet, and slammed forward.

In his previous life, Amu had a secret skill, which was to kill in three steps, as long as he was three steps closer to the other party, Amu could take the other party's life. However, it is for mortals, within three steps, if a mortal wants to take the life of a monk, I am afraid that he can't, but this is Amu's most powerful killing move at present, and he can only try it.

"Snort-" The snow knife hit Amu's left shoulder, but something happened that made Deng Yan stunned again, the snow knife actually only cut through Amu's white robe, and then touched Amu's body, and it shattered in an instant.

"Ah!" The spell failed again, Deng Yan couldn't help but exclaim, this condensation snow knife is a spell that can hurt a beginner third- or fourth-order disciple, what kind of body is this Amu?

But before he could finish thinking about it, Amu's body had already reached three steps in front of him.

Three steps to kill, Amu's body was as fast as lightning, and he had already arrived in front of Deng Yan.

Amu's face turned cold, his left hand turned into a palm, the tip of his palm pierced Deng Yan's heart, and his right hand turned into a claw and only grabbed Deng Yan's throat. With both hands and the sound of the wind, he went straight to Deng Yan.

Amu's three-step kill focuses on speed, no longer moves, and what he wants to do within three steps is the opponent's life.

At this time, it was too late for Deng Yan to hide, if he was a mortal, if he sat down for a while in these two times, then he would definitely die.

However, Deng Yan was a third-order cultivator after all. I saw that Deng Yan was suddenly busy, and suddenly a red light appeared in the storage bag.

"Amu, be careful, don't touch that it's the Fire Cloud Rune Shield!" shouted from Shui not far behind him.

The Fire Cloud Talisman Shield is a relatively high-level talisman that can be used by the Northern Cold Beginner Monks, and this talisman can be sacrificed to form a fire shield, covering the caster in it, blocking the attack of the spell and damaging the enemy, especially for the spells of the Cold Ice series.

Many Beihan disciples often prepare one or two in the small test and big competition in the sect, in order to be able to crack some low-level cold ice spells of the main sect.

However, this fire cloud rune can only last for a quarter of an hour, and only monks above the fixed cultivation can be sacrificed, but this fire cloud rune shield has no effect on spells above the fixed cultivation, but it is a very luxurious talisman for beginner disciples.

Deng Yan only had three because of his master, and if he hadn't been forced into a close attack by Amu, he would never have sacrificed it easily.

As soon as this fire cloud rune shield came out, a wave of heat hit people, like a fire curtain covering Deng Yan.

Amu instantly felt a dazzle in front of him, and he also heard the shout of leaving the water.

But Amu finally got close to Deng Yan's body, if he accepted the recruitment at this time, it would be a waste of his previous efforts, I am afraid that there will never be such an opportunity again, so Amu will never accept the recruitment.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the scorching heat, Amu shouted, fight!

There was a "snort" sound, and the clothes on Amu's arms were still three inches away from the Fire Cloud Rune Shield before they turned into flying ashes.

However, Amu couldn't care about this, and his hands jerked forward.

Such a desperate jiashi, when has Deng Yan seen it, he instinctively retreated backwards.

In an instant, Amu's palms and claws hit the Fire Cloud Rune Shield directly.

Listening to a loud "bang", the fire cloud rune shield was directly exploded by Amu, Amu's strength did not decrease, although the claw of his right hand missed, but the palm of his left hand poked directly into Deng Yan's heart.

"Ahh If the heart is damaged, even the monks will not be able to recover.

But at this moment, I saw a purple shadow flicker, and a middle-aged monk suddenly appeared, and then grabbed Deng Yan, but Deng Yan had already turned blue and passed out.

Amu's poke directly hurt Deng Yan's heart, and the purple-clothed monk hurriedly took out a vermilion projectile from the storage bag and stuffed it into Deng Yan's mouth, and then used his cultivation power to help it catalyze.

As far as the medicine could reach, although Deng Yan did not wake up, he had improved.

"Uncle Zhou!" When Li Tong saw this purple-clothed monk, he was overjoyed, and helped Zhao Xian to run immediately.

"Master, Master-" Zhao Xian also took the pill at this time, and his injuries improved greatly, as soon as he saw his master coming, with Li Tong's support, he staggered and threw himself in front of the purple-clothed monk, tears immediately flowed, sobbing could not stop, and the snot was also urged out in a timely manner with cultivation power, as if he had been greatly wronged.

I have to say that Zhao Xian's performance is very good, if he is crying, it will be too fake, and at this time, his eyes are teary, he can't stop it, and he keeps sobbing, although it seems to Amu that he is disgusting, but it just moved the purple-clothed monk.

The purple-clothed monk is Zhao Xian's master, Zhou Yunji, a cultivator, this Zhou Yunji is a disciple of an elder in the Tongtian Peak, and he can be regarded as a successful cultivator, and he is a decent person, but the biggest problem is to protect his shortcomings.

This Zhao Xian cultivated the five-grade immortal root within two years, and he stabilized the first order within a year, and he was the superior disciple of the Northern Han disciples, and his achievements would be above Zhou Yunji in the future.

Zhou Yunji has been cultivating for more than 200 years, and he is still in the middle level, and the impact of this life is hopeless, so he puts all his hopes on this precious apprentice. Zhou Yunji has no children, and on weekdays, he treats Zhao Xian very much, as if he were his own, and it is this that causes Zhao Xian to be the way he appears.

Now seeing the baby apprentice staggering over, his front heart was full of bloodstains, although Zhou Yunji could see at a glance that these were minor injuries, which were much better than Deng Yan. However, Zhao Xian's miserable appearance of sobbing and tears made Zhou Yunji's heart ache.

In an instant, Zhou Yunji's face changed.