Chapter 2356 Wang Wenyue's Timely Support

Yaya saw the people coming, and her heart sank. The two were originally chasing Wang Wufeng. Could it be that Wang Wufeng had been killed by them?

Her eyes suddenly turned red. Her mission was to protect the safety of Lin Youwei and Wang Wufeng. How could she report this to her master when she returned?

Besides, she watched Wang Wufeng grow up, and she had a very deep affection for him.

"Did you kill Wufeng?" Yaya asked coldly.

"Is that kid called Wufeng? Of course we killed him. His Nascent Soul has been eaten by us. The Nascent Soul of the human race is delicious, but unfortunately you are a demon race. The inner elixir of the demon race is not delicious,"

A purple-robed monk licked his lips seriously, looking like he was savoring something.

In fact, they didn't kill Wang Wufeng at all. At most, he was seriously injured. Wang Wufeng was a wind spirit root monk, and he had many life-saving trump cards given by Wang Hao. How could he be so easy to kill?

Wang Wufeng was too fast, and the two of them couldn't catch up, so they returned.

"Then you can die too," Yaya said coldly, and then a clear bird cry sounded, and Yaya's huge body and Dharma image merged into one.

A golden giant bird that looked very much like Dapeng appeared.

The giant bird flapped its wings, and a large amount of lightning flew out, hitting the Yaksha people all over the sky.

"Huh? Isn't this the magical power of the Feiling tribe? Are you from the Feiling tribe?"

The purple-robed monk was shocked. The Feiling tribe was not someone they could provoke.

"Don't talk nonsense, stop her quickly," the skinny young man shouted anxiously.

The purple-robed monk came to his senses, his face immediately became fierce, his arms waved, and the void in front of him fluctuated. A purple firebird appeared and blocked in front of him.

The lightning and the firebird collided, bursting out a powerful wave of air, and colorful spiritual light intertwined.

The purple firebird looked unusual, at least a sixth-level spiritual fire, but it was obviously no match for Yaya. With lightning strikes, the purple firebird shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" The purple-robed monk was shocked and angry. He pinched the spell and the purple firebird spread its wings and was about to escape.

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a golden long rainbow flew over, passing over the body of the purple firebird, instantly cutting it in half. The purple firebird was divided into two groups of purple flames, constantly approaching, and it seemed that it would not take long for them to merge together again.

A white giant snake suddenly appeared in the sky, and the giant snake opened its mouth and sucked, swallowing the purple flame into its stomach.

The purple-robed monk's face sank, and he quickly pinched the spell. The white snake phantom trembled, and purple flames emerged on its body surface, but soon, the white snake stabilized its body, and no matter how the purple-robed old man cast a spell, it was useless.

He quickly offered a shining treasure talisman, and the treasure talisman blurred and turned into a rain of fire that hit the giant white snake phantom.

There was another piercing sound of breaking through the air in the sky, and tens of thousands of golden sword qi swept over. Wherever they passed, sand and rocks flew, smoke and dust filled the sky, and the fire rain was instantly defeated.

"Not good, the support of the human race has arrived, let's attack together!"

At this time, the purple-robed old man obviously realized that something was wrong.

Several escape lights appeared in the sky, and they came close in the blink of an eye. They were Wang Wenyue and his five companions.

"Yaya, we are here to support you."

Seeing that Yaya was safe and sound, Wang Wenyue was relieved.

The Yaksha cultivators secretly thought that it was bad, especially the three people who had fought with Yaya for half a day before, who had already retreated. They couldn't take Yaya in the first place, and now there were five human beings who were refining the void, two of whom were in the late stage of refining the void. If they continued to fight, they might die here!

The skinny young man and the beautiful woman in red looked at each other and fled directly.

"They killed Wu Feng, we can't let them go," Yaya shouted anxiously.

"What? Wu Feng is dead?" Wang Wenyue couldn't believe it. Her heart was hit hard. Anger and sadness immediately surged up. She staggered a few times and almost fell from the air.

"Who killed Wu Feng?" Wang Wenyue asked coldly.

"It was those two, one wearing a purple robe and the other wearing a blue robe."

"Okay, I'll kill them now and avenge Wu Feng!"

Wang Wenyue was murderous and immediately stared at the purple-robed monk. Wang Linger and others also looked for opponents. They would not let anyone go. Those who dared to kill the Wang family must pay with blood!

The purple-robed monk realized that something was wrong. With a thought, the shadow of the Dharma immediately appeared above his head. The shadow gently stretched out his hand and clapped it. The void shook and twisted, and countless purple flames appeared out of thin air.

The purple flames shone brightly, turning into a huge hand burning with flames, emitting a terrifying high temperature, and the void was rippled, which was a little unbearable.

Sword Qi flew out from Wang Wenyue's sleeves, and a huge roar sounded. The dense sword Qi was shattered one after another, and the air waves were like tides, and the smoke and dust rolled.

But soon, the air waves, smoke and dust, and all things in the world turned into flying swords and rushed straight to the purple-robed monk. At the same time, Wang Wenyue turned into a golden giant sword and slashed over with great force!

Wherever you look between heaven and earth, there are flying sword Qi everywhere, dense and boundless.

The purple-robed monk widened his eyes in horror. It's not that he hasn't seen sword cultivators before, but how can a sword cultivator do this?

He was about to cast a spell to resist, but an inconspicuous golden sword Qi suddenly broke through his defense and sank into his body. His facial features quickly twisted, and he felt an unbearable pain in his sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was about to be torn apart.

At this moment, a black pendant on his chest suddenly lit up with a black light, and the pain was relieved immediately. The purple-robed monk quickly used defense, and a condensed purple protective shield covered him tightly!

Seeing this, Wang Wenyue immediately turned around, and the dense sword energy hit the Yaksha phantom in the sky one after another. The phantom screamed inhumanly and was torn to pieces by the dense sword energy.

The Dharma image was broken, and the purple-robed monk spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and the protective shield in front of him could not be maintained!

He endured the pain, pinched the magic formula, and the surging purple flame appeared again, flooding the airspace of hundreds of miles, protecting it firmly in the center.

As soon as the sword energy approached the sea of ​​fire, it was quickly ignited and disappeared!

After the golden giant sword defeated the Dharma image, it circled, paused for a moment in the sky, and crashed into the sea of ​​fire without fear, at an extremely fast speed.

Before it fell, the void was torn apart, and the purple flame flashed wildly, splitting a hole in the middle.

The golden giant sword stood on the purple light curtain, and a thunderous muffled sound was heard.

The purple light curtain trembled constantly, and the spiritual light quickly dimmed.

The purple-robed monk quickly offered a white bone shield, flying around him.

Boom, the purple light curtain was completely shattered, and the giant sword chopped on the white bone shield, making a muffled sound.

The white bone shield shook violently, and a terrifying sword mark appeared on the surface!

The golden giant sword turned around and left, returning to the sky.

Without waiting for the purple-robed monk to breathe a sigh of relief, the golden giant sword chopped down again.

Angry sword cultivators are the most terrifying. They will not care about themselves, but only think about killing the enemy. Even if Wang Wenyue was not comfortable with the previous collision, so what? If she doesn't kill this person, her thoughts will not be clear, and she can't go back to the family to face her brother.

The golden giant sword is more powerful than before, and wherever it passes, a thick crack is left in the void.

With a clear sword sound, the giant sword chopped on the white bone shield again.

The white bone shield instantly shattered into pieces, a shrill scream sounded, and the purple-robed monk's body was split in two.

A Nascent Soul flew out of his body, but before it flew far, it was submerged by a large amount of sword energy and turned into ashes!