Chapter 801 The benevolent, righteous and noble Yang Tianyou

When the reinforcements arrived, Master Feng Ji and Master Zi Ji of the Kamikaze Clan had different reactions. However, when Yang Tianyou's long laughter came from the middle and far away, their expressions changed again.

"Senior Ziji, hold on, junior is coming!"

"Yang Tianyou..." Master Ziji's maniacally laughing expression froze immediately. He could never have imagined that the expected reinforcements did not arrive. Instead, the Ziyue Yang family, who had gradually turned into a deadly enemy, rushed over to support him.

Intuitively, he always felt that something was wrong, but after looking at the lineup led by Yang Tianyou, Master Ziji could not detect anything wrong.

White Tiger Boat, the 16,000 Ziyue Army, and even Yang Tianyou and his wife risked their lives to come over personally to support them. This was a sign of three good neighbors.

"Is it possible that I was too petty in the past?"

At this moment, Master Ziji couldn't help but reflect on what he had done and felt a little guilty.

He didn't know that a large part of the reason why Shanhe Palace suffered this disaster was because Yang Tianyou disguised the sect's energy as being at the peak level, thus attracting a large number of enemies.

Compared to Master Ziji, Feng Ji is truly confused.

As a high-ranking member of the Kamikaze Clan, he certainly knew how powerful the clan sent to attack the Yang family. They were seven manifest saints, and the leader, Feng Xiao, was even more powerful than himself. Under such a powerful siege, why would the Yang family? He can also rush to the aid of Shanhe Palace.

"Could it be Master Ziji's illusion?" Feng Ji immediately became vigilant. A bright divine light bloomed in his pupils. He scanned the surrounding environment one after another and saw Master Ziji opposite him, who was stunned for a moment and didn't understand. Why is this guy so crazy?

"Isn't it an illusion?" Feng Ji's face turned ugly. Before he had time to think about it, the Yang family's attack had arrived.

"Knife of life and death!"

Yang Tianyou, who had already replenished his condition on the way, together with his wife, decisively used the Alluring Love again, but the sword of life and death still struck down.

Zheng! !

The killing and cold sword power was like a cold current blowing in, boundless, and the wind was submerged on the spot.

Feeling the creepy and terrifying power, Feng Ji's eyes almost popped out. Is this an attack that a god-forming monk can perform?

Master Ziji was also confused, and even doubted whether the person who came to support was Yang Tianyou. Wasn't it his own hallucination?

However, he was still confused. When it was time to take action, Master Ziji did not hesitate.

You know your own body.

His lifespan is running low, and his body is damaged to pieces. It won't be long before he is dead.

Instead of sitting sadly in a quiet room, it would be better to die on the vigorous battlefield and set an example for the disciples of the sect.

"kill!!"

Master Ziji roared angrily, and the skin that was originally as withered as the bark of an old tree actually became moist and shiny again. The energy and blood inside it flowed, the magic power rolled around, and a giant palm of purple fire that covered the sky and the sun quickly formed. , sweeping countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and slapped Feng Ji's head hard.

Attacked from multiple sides, in front of him was Master Ziji's fatal blow. After this palm, the old guy had completely lost his strength and fell downwards, his life breath disappearing little by little.

Behind them, Yang Tianyou and his wife and the seven natal spiritual beasts jointly unleashed the most powerful attack, which completely reached the level of the mid-stage manifestation of saints. Even Feng Xiao's previous sword almost lost its combat power.

In addition, Yang Xuanyang led tens of thousands of Yang family members, riding the White Tiger Boat, and also unleashed a powerful attack comparable to the top monks in the early stages of becoming a saint.

The white tiger divine beast spread its wings and flew. Between the opening and closing of the two heavenly knives, it attacked from bottom to top. Its aura was sharp and sharp, as if it could cut the entire sky in half.

Attacked by three parties, Feng Ji instantly changed from the advantageous position of ravaging Master Ziji to the situation where he would be killed on the spot if he was not careful. It must be said that the battlefield situation was really changing rapidly.

"Wow!!"

The shrill cry of the eagle startled the sky, and the sound waves rolled through the sky. The wind-thunder eagle turned into the wind and screamed upwards, its wings flapped wildly, and hurricanes flew out one after another, with lightning and thunder, and thunder like flowing clouds. Like rolling.

When this guy faced such a decisive situation, he suddenly chose to respond with the most violent attitude, using offense to attack.

boom! !

The purple fire giant palm, the wheel seal of life and death, the white tiger sky sword, and the hurricane thunderstorm, the four attacks collided together, and the space cracked open with dark traces. The turbulent flow of space rushed out, like a rope, and the space was enough to The shock wave that easily destroyed thousands of feet of mountains was absorbed into the surface of the void.

In fact, many times, the reason why collisions between strong men can tear apart space is not because of how fragile space really is, but because in this way, heaven and earth will lead the aftermath of the battle that can cause huge damage into the surface of the void. Among them, it is equivalent to a protective means.

In the strange scene where the space was shattered like glass, the Wind and Thunder Divine Eagle fell to the ground with a plop. One of his wings was torn off, and a large stream of blood flowed out, dyeing the ground a blue.

At the wound, there are still wisps of dead sword intent like maggots on the tarsal bones, remaining in it, preventing the wound from healing.

Phew! !

Although he was severely injured, Feng Ji still did not give up. His only remaining wing flapped wildly, and thousands of thunder beams as thick as millstones fell crazily towards the White Tiger Boat that was charging straight at him.

However, Feng Ji, who was already at the end of his strength, was no match for Bai Huzhou, whose combat power was well preserved.

Not to mention, one of his wings was torn off. For the Kamikaze tribe, this was a horrific injury comparable to a human being being shot through the heart.

Just like that, a fierce battle began. The white tiger transformed from the white tiger boat fought crazily with the wind and thunder eagle with only one wing left.

Yang Tianyou and his wife Yunhua, whose mana was exhausted again, took high-level Qi-replenishing pills one after another. Replenish mana in the body.

The disadvantage of being at a low level is reflected. Although they can join forces to use their magical power, they can exert a terrifying offensive comparable to a full-strength attack by a monk in the middle stage of becoming a saint.

But after the attack, the mana in Yang Tianyou and Yunhua's bodies will be exhausted.

While Yang Tianyou and his wife, Bai Huzhou, and Feng Ji were fighting fiercely, the first legion of the Ziyue Army that followed them, under the leadership of Yang Yusheng, rushed towards the Kamikaze tribe attacking the mountain gate of Shanhe Palace.

With a strength that is on the threshold of the late stage of manifesting the saints, the first legion faced a single Kamikaze tribe in the early stage of manifesting the saints. They were like an adult beating a child, ravaging them wantonly. The opponent couldn't even escape and was turned into a white tiger. The purple moon army of the divine beast was torn in half.

Afterwards, the rest of the Divine Wind Clan in the Divine Transformation Realm were all sent away by the white tiger's paws.

Putting away the spoils of war unceremoniously, Yang Yusheng turned his head and rushed towards the two divine gods of the Kamikaze tribe who were tightly entangled by the Shanhe Army on the other side.

In less than a cup of tea, two more saints fell.

Only Feng Ji was left, and before Yang Yusheng could lead his army to support him, a mushroom cloud of wind and thunder slowly rose, with a deafening sound, accompanied by rolling air waves and destructive fluctuations, sweeping across all directions.

The white tiger boat, whose body was full of cracks, flipped in the air, was thrown out, and finally hit a big mountain hard. With a bang, this majestic mountain with a height of 2,000 feet was directly flattened to the ground, with rubble flying.

"Uncle Nineteen!" Yang Yusheng was startled and hurriedly took people over to check.

Yang Tianyou patted his dizzy head and stood up from the flying boat. After glancing at the Yang family members on the flying boat, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the casualties were not too serious.

"It's a pity that we have a corpse from the Divine Wind Tribe in the middle stage of becoming a saint." Yang Tianyou shook his head, sent his tribesmen to collect Feng Ji's flesh and bones scattered in various places, and then walked out of the White Tiger Boat.

Yang Yusheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was fine.

At this time, Master Shanhe, who looked sad, flew out of the formation barrier with a group of elders. Brother Ziyuan and Ziyang held the body of their master, Master Ziji, and cried bitterly, feeling extremely sad.

The master of Shanhe Palace came forward with a respectful expression and led a group of elders to salute Yang Tianyou respectfully, "Thank you so much, Taoist Brother Taibai, for coming to support, otherwise I, Shanhe Palace, might be in danger this time!"

"Haha, you and I are neighbors. Of course we should support each other in the interface war..." Yang Tianyou quickly stepped forward to help the master of Shanhe Palace up, with a kind attitude that made all the elders of Shanhe Palace very ashamed and felt that he was a villain. The heart of a gentleman measures the belly of a gentleman.

Why did they always think of going against such a benevolent and noble monk like Taibai Daozun?

I'm so ashamed, so ashamed...