My disciples are all geniuses

In the Sinking Valley.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't care about the confrontation between the two armies. Her primary goal now was to find her fourth apprentice sister Yang Feixue.

The guidance of the breath was a little vague.

Ye Xiaoxiao took several steep paths in the mountains and headed towards the depths of the Sinking Valley.

But she still met the followers of the Wuliang Sect halfway.

"Donor, please leave."

Four monks blocked Ye Xiaoxiao's way, with their hands clasped together and their heads lowered. The scene looked a little weird.

Ye Xiaoxiao's expression was cold and her red lips slightly parted.

"Get lost."

The four monks didn't move or speak.

Ye Xiaoxiao strode forward.

I saw the four monks suddenly take action, and the vast breath swept over. They were actually four Cangxuan realm monks!

Ye Xiaoxiao slowed down his pace, and what came to him was an unimaginable sense of oppression.

The reverse path of the divine orifice.

Buzz!

I saw the power suddenly collapse, and the surrounding space was intertwined. The four monks also raised their eyes, with doubts in their eyes.

Obviously, they didn't know what happened.

A golden light flashed on the ground.

The ground shrank into an inch.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't retreat even when facing four Cangxuan Realm monks.

After all, if they didn't get rid of these four people, they couldn't move forward.

Unparalleled power, like a crazy fist.

Ye Xiaoxiao displayed his magical power, and his fist was as surging as an endless river.

However, the combat power of these four monks was also unusual, and they resisted Ye Xiaoxiao's attack.

"Subdue the demon."

The four monks shouted in unison, and the Buddha seal appeared out of thin air, shaking out a terrifying power.

Boom!

Ye Xiaoxiao was forced to retreat, and her eyes were surging with murderous intent.

And just when she was about to take action again, some figures suddenly came.

"Girl, we are here to help you!"

They were several generals of Da Shang, all Cangxuan Realm monks.

Ye Xiaoxiao glanced at them, and then noticed the woman walking by.

"Miss Ye, long time no see."

The woman was Jiang Xincheng.

Ye Xiaoxiao asked, "Who are you?"

Jiang Xincheng was startled. Although she felt a little embarrassed, she thought about it carefully and realized that the two sides had not known each other well.

"Jiang Xincheng, the King of Jiang's Mansion in Dashang."

"Oh."

Seeing the four monks being stopped, Ye Xiaoxiao left immediately.

Seeing her suddenly leave, Jiang Xincheng was also stunned. She looked at the situation around her and immediately followed.

Jiang Xincheng asked, "Miss Ye, what are you doing in the Fallen Valley?"

Ye Xiaoxiao glanced at her.

"Looking for someone."

Looking for someone?

Jiang Xincheng was puzzled and wanted to ask.

However, some demon cultivators came to kill her at this time. Her purpose was to kill the demon cultivators.

Therefore, Jiang Xincheng hurriedly said, "Miss Ye, go first! I'll help you stop them!"

And when she looked back, she found that Ye Xiaoxiao had run away.

This person is really impatient.

Who was caught that made her so anxious?

Could it be a disciple of Aotian Sect?

When Ye Xiaoxiao came to a waterfall, she suddenly stopped and sensed the faint breath.

After a moment, Ye Xiaoxiao looked up at the waterfall and jumped away.

Within an incense stick of time, Ye Xiaoxiao smelled a strange smell.

The divine sense was running, isolating the speed in it.

The road ahead was blocked.

Cliff?

Ye Xiaoxiao jumped onto a big tree and then looked down.

It turned out that it was not a cliff, but a pit.

The pit was full of corpses.

Ye Xiaoxiao's attention was instantly attracted by the figure in the center, and her eyes flickered.

Found it!

The figure in the pit was Yang Feixue.

Ye Xiaoxiao immediately jumped into the bone pit.

Countless alien insects crawled out and crawled towards Ye Xiaoxiao.

Ye Xiaoxiao stomped his feet.

Buzz!

A wave of violence spread out, annihilating all the alien insects into ashes.

Ye Xiaoxiao walked towards Yang Feixue.

At this moment, Yang Feixue was sitting in the same place, without any breath fluctuations on her body, just sitting there quietly like a sculpture.

"Fourth Junior Sister."

Ye Xiaoxiao approached two meters away and called out.

However, there was no response.

Her state was a bit strange.

Ye Xiaoxiao noticed something, and then took two steps closer, and she squatted down.

"Fourth Junior Sister."

Ye Xiaoxiao called out again, and then raised her hand, ready to touch the other party.

But at the moment when her hand fell on Yang Feixue's shoulder, Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly condensed.

His eyes met a pair of black and red eyes.

Wow!

The demonic energy overflowed, and a fist hit Ye Xiaoxiao's chest.

Ye Xiaoxiao's feet flashed with golden light, and he disappeared instantly.

Boom!

The fist wind shattered countless bones in front of him, and directly cleared a corner of the pit.

Ye Xiaoxiao appeared behind Yang Feixue. She stood up slowly, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Fourth Junior Sister actually attacked her.

That was demonic energy.

Could it be that she was possessed by a demon?

Ye Xiaoxiao spoke again, her tone becoming a little lower.

"Fourth Junior Sister, what are you going to do?"

However, she still did not get a response.

But Yang Feixue, who had been sitting cross-legged before, had slowly stood up at this moment, and she slowly turned around to face Ye Xiaoxiao.

"Kill, kill, kill."

Her consciousness did not seem to be clear.

Ye Xiaoxiao made a judgment, and then clenched his fist.

Since he was not conscious, he would knock him out and take him back.

"Master, it was Fourth Junior Sister who started it first."

She muttered to herself.

"Kill!"

Yang Feixue suddenly jumped up, her black and red pupils were filled with murderous intent.

She could no longer recognize Ye Xiaoxiao, and everything in front of her was her enemy!

Bang!

Yang Feixue's physique was quite strong, even compared to the current Ye Xiaoxiao, she was not much inferior, or even slightly better.

Yang Feixue, who specialized in the Immortal True Chapter and body refining, had the innate advantage of having a tough physique comparable to that of a ground spirit treasure.

Ordinary magic could not even cause her a little harm.

The two of them exchanged fists, and Ye Xiaoxiao retreated three steps.

Ye Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, and with the unparalleled power on his arms, he punched Yang Feixue again and sent her flying.

With the current state of the fourth junior sister, it was difficult to subdue her without hurting her.

So Ye Xiaoxiao decided not to hold back.

Golden patterns appeared on the back of Ye Xiaoxiao's hands and feet, and golden red appeared in her black eyes.

The fourth junior sister is not weak, and she must be taken seriously.

She took a step forward and started.

Shrinking the ground into an inch.

Ye Xiaoxiao's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and she launched an attack on Yang Feixue, who was in a very bad state.

Yang Feixue was controlled by the inner demon at this moment, and her first move was a killing move!

Supreme Fist!

The punch turned around and hit, and the ground was opened up several layers. Even the closed space around it could not withstand the terrifying power and broke apart!

Although Yang Feixue's attack was ruthless, she was far worse than the calm enemy she usually faced.

Because she was very clear when she was awake.

There was no chance of winning in a head-on fight with her own senior sister!

Sure enough, Ye Xiaoxiao had no intention of retreating, and she clenched her hands.

Time stagnated slightly, and she also completed the magic power at this moment.

The reverse divine orifice, the magic power.

"Reverse God."

Buzz!

A flash of dark light flashed by, and in an instant, it wiped out the fist power, and then hit Yang Feixue directly.

Yang Feixue obviously also felt the strong threat, crossed her arms and blocked in front of her.

Bang!

With a deafening roar, Yang Feixue's figure flew out, hit the wall of the pit and fell down.

Her arms were bloody and bones were visible, and blood spit out of her mouth.

However, Yang Feixue still stood up.

However, Ye Xiaoxiao had crossed the space, and her knee kicked Yang Feixue's jaw, and the whole person stepped back several steps.

Ye Xiaoxiao would never give her a chance to breathe.

She knew that she only needed to raise her vitality for a moment, and she could use the dead wood revival technique to repair her injuries.

"The art of sealing all things."

Ye Xiaoxiao's handprint touched Yang Feixue's chest, and a seal appeared on her body, sealing her soul.

Yang Feixue's dark red eyes slowly closed, and then she fell to the ground.

"Is this Miss Yang?"

A voice came from behind, and Ye Xiaoxiao looked back.

The person who came was Jiang Xincheng, and she looked at Yang Feixue lying on the ground with some doubt.

She also saw the fight between the two before.

The demonic energy emanating from Yang Feixue's body was demonic.

Was she possessed?