"Ruixin, come with me."
Ye Siwan walked out of the night, her body was covered with Lingbo mist, elegant and tactful, with beautiful curves, and extremely fast speed, like a series of afterimages, standing in the Suyue Nunnery.
This is the first of the six beauties of Dizi Mansion, with a beautiful face and a moving city, and the three proud women of heaven present are compared.
"Senior Sister Ye."
Liu Ruixin was very pleased, he usually admired this Senior Sister Ye the most, but immediately his expression was a little gloomy, and he said, "I can't go with you." ” "Why" "That gust of wind is so annoying, he controls a wisp of our soul and can kill us at any time."
Liu Ruixin was angry, like an angry little hen, and then said: "Senior Sister Ye, you better leave quickly, this gust of wind is not his true identity, he is now catching beautiful women everywhere, there is a big conspiracy, as for his true identity, I dare not say, but if you don't leave, he may catch you later, he said that he just sent a maid, very optimistic about you."
Liu Ruixin didn't tell Ye Siwan that there was still a terrifying old monk sitting in the nunnery, in fact, she didn't dare to say it, and it was estimated that before she could say it, she would be killed by Master Zhizang, who was recuperating from her injuries.
"There is such a thing" Ye Siwan was extremely mentally minded, and she was not comparable to an ordinary woman, and said: "Don't worry, the seven masters are enough to suppress the flower thief, and when the time comes, force him to submit and return his soul to you." ” Ye Siwan's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of wonder, but she didn't retreat immediately, her body turned into a mist and disappeared into Suyue Nunnery.
"If this son gets out today, the wife of the leader of the three immortal sects of the Dizi Mansion will have to sleep peacefully in the future, haha" Feng Feiyun became more and more crazy the more he fought, the evil spirit soared to the sky, his hair was flying, and his voice vibrated like thunder.
The attack of the seven powerhouses was even more ferocious, shattering all the formations that Feng Feiyun had previously burned, Suyue Nunnery was also broken in half, the Buddha wall collapsed, the ground was cracked, the rubble was all over the ground, and the surrounding ancient temples were also affected, and there were shocking battle marks everywhere.
"A gust of wind, do you think you still have a chance to escape today" Chen Mojin held his hands to the sky, his eyes were like golden pupils, and the twenty-seven boulders around his body were arranged into a stone formation, bursting out with twenty-seven times the attack power, and it was suppressed above Feng Feiyun's head.
Feng Feiyun laughed loudly, stepped on the reincarnation, the speed became extremely fast, the diagonal lines on his arms skyrocketed, and a shocking evil force was struck, smashing all twenty-seven boulders, and piercing Chen Mojin's chest with one punch.
"Poof" Chen Mojin vomited blood from his mouth, there was an extra fist-sized blood hole on his chest, a large piece of his lung lobe was broken, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.
He was inexplicably frightened, and hurriedly took out a jade pot and drank a pot of medicinal spring, and then sealed the position of the blood hole with the aura of his whole body, and retreated, fleeing far away.
He was already seriously wounded, and he could not fight again, and he fought to his death.
Feng Feiyun was quite disappointed, originally he was desperate to be hit by Wu Yangsheng on the back, and wanted to break Chen Mojin's heart with one punch and kill him completely, but Chen Mojin's cultivation was also very strong, avoiding the fatal position and saving his life.
"Where to run" Feng Feiyun didn't want to let the tiger return to the mountain, so he directly knocked the second-grade spirit weapon Extreme Dao Tower out and hit Chen Mojin who fled.
"A gust of wind, you can't kill me."
Chen Mojin's mouth spat out a blue cloud, which was also wrapped in a spirit soldier, mapping a piece of the void into blue, blocking the attack of the Extreme Dao Tower.
"Break it for me" The Extreme Dao Tower suddenly exploded, shattered, and erupted into a fragmented force.
Feng Feiyun detonated a second-grade spirit weapon, and the power that erupted could be known, Chen Mojin, who had already been hit hard, couldn't stop this force at all, and was slashed by the fragments of the spirit weapon, and was blown into a blood mist.
"Bang" Blood spilled, and the blood burned in the air, like a lantern falling from the sky.
A peerless Tianjiao of Dizi Mansion fell like this.
Du Ying, who ranked third among the six beauties of the "madman" Dizi Mansion, clenched her heart and teeth, her jade body trembled slightly, and it was difficult to hide the fear in her heart, in order to kill people, even the treasure of the second-grade spirit weapon could be detonated, and this gust of wind was not a madman was besieged by the seven masters, and even killed one person, which is really a bit terrifying.
Of course, Feng Feiyun also paid a huge price for killing Chen Mojin, first by Wu Yangsheng on the back, and then by Li Xingtian and the old man of the Protector Dao, the three war corpses also left three bloody paw prints on his body, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and there was corpse qi in the wound that was corroding the body.
Feng Feiyun was covered in blood, his skin was torn in several places, and there was blood flowing in his trousers, flowing out of the soles of his shoes.
The other monks were hit by the remaining six masters, even if it was just one blow, I am afraid that their bodies had already burst open, but Feng Feiyun's physique was strong, and he withstood six blows in succession, and he did not fall, and his body was like a condensed divine iron.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were scarlet, "If you want to kill me, don't force me to kill everyone." ” "Boom" Feng Feiyun kicked on the ground, crushing a large piece of the earth, his body was like a cannonball, and the next moment it had already hit the body of Li Xingtian, the evil pattern was condensed on the left hand, and the ten thousand beasts above the right hand flickered, and the spirit glowed into the sky, and the void shone brightly.
The threat of the "Sun and Moon in the Same Sky" jointly displayed by Li Xingtian and the old man of the Guardian Dao was too great for Feng Feiyun, and it seriously suppressed Feng Feiyun's speed, and he had to kill one of them first to break their spells.
Seeing Feng Feiyun killing him, he knew that the other party was going to fight to the death, and seeing his decision to kill Chen Mojin just now, it did make him a little afraid.
"Master Liu, let's join forces to block him."
The old man nodded, knowing that a gust of wind was fierce, and one person would definitely not be able to stop him, if the two joined forces, they could fight with him for a while, enough to wait for the other four to kill.
The powerful punishment heaven and the old man of the protector of the road sacrificed their magical powers at the same time, one hand held the scorching sun, the other hand held the bright moon, the sun and the moon hung in the sky, the power of yin and yang converged, and an endless stream of power erupted.
The corners of Feng Feiyun's mouth hooked, sneered, and killed it with the momentum of ten thousand acres, at the same time, Li Xingtian seemed to have been prepared, and directly beat the scorching sun in his hand out one step ahead, and then turned around and fled, flying towards the ruins of the ancient temple.
Feng Feiyun was slightly stunned, even if he understood what the hell was this Li Xingtian doing, Li Xingtian knew that he was going to kill him, even if he joined forces with the old man of the Dao Protector, he would not be spared, so he had to escape.
But if he escapes like that, he will definitely be caught up by the extremely fast Feng Feiyun, and he will still be dead, so he must find a cushion to delay time, and this cushion is the old man who protects the road.
This Li Xingtian's mind is still quite terrifying, and he actually saw my determination to kill him, and he thought of a way to break the situation between the lightning and flint, although the method is a bit despicable, but survival in the immortal cultivation world is the key, and everything else is floating clouds.
"Boom" Feng Feiyun will blow up the scorching sun with a punch, and then kill the old man like lightning, this time is the best time to kill the old man, and the pressure of killing one of himself will be less.
The old man of the protector didn't expect that Li Xingtian would suddenly escape, the spells of the two were originally connected, and the old man of the protector suddenly let the old man support the spell alone.
It's like a person holding up a mountain, unable to move an inch, unable to throw it away, and can only watch Feng Feiyun smash his head with a punch.
"If you're not afraid of god-like opponents, you're afraid of pig-like teammates.
Old man, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for living for hundreds of years, your scheming is not as deep as a young man, and stupidity will kill people. ” Everything happened very quickly just now, almost between the lightning and flint, the fight was over, for those who had low cultivation, all they saw was a gust of wind rushing into the sky with anger, and a punch blasted over, and the old man who protected the road was killed by him, but Li Xingtian escaped by luck, and only a few people saw that all this was planned by Li Xingtian.
"Old man Liu, he really died aggrieved, he was also a hero of the same generation as this seat back then, but he didn't expect to be killed by Yin at the hands of his own people of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect."
Lu Fengxian, the hall master of the tenth hall of the Senluo Palace, said with a smile.
Yun Yang said: "Li Fengxian is already good at scheming, after returning to the Sun Moon Immortal Sect, he will definitely render a gust of wind how powerful, how powerful, this kind of person is the most hateful, if we have such a person in the tenth hall, we will definitely kill him dozens of times." ” "Hmph, people like Xiao Daoer don't take the Great Road, and it is difficult to reach the Great Road in cultivation, and it is impossible to reach the ninth level of the Mandate of Heaven in a lifetime."
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Lu Fengxian said with some disdain, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "It's this gust of wind that makes me appreciate it a little, the seven masters joined forces to kill him, but he actually opened a gap, and even had the potential to fight back, if this person is not removed, he will definitely be the enemy of my evil path in the future." ” "It's really a bit terrifying, he fought hard to kill Chen Mojin, he deliberately made Li Xingtian feel afraid, Chen Mojin and Li Xingtian are both in the same realm, but Chen Mojin's combat power is much higher than that of Li Xingtian.
Killing Chen Mojin to deter the Punishment Heaven is just right, if you kill Wu Yangsheng, or any of the three corpses of the war corpse will not be able to achieve such an effect, if a person is afraid, it will not be very difficult to kill. ” "It's just a gust of wind that I didn't expect that this Torture Heaven would harm his fellow disciples, but it saved him a lot of trouble, scared Torture Heaven away in one fell swoop, and killed Old Man Liu.
Of the seven masters, there are only four left, and they are really fast enough. ” Yun Yang said: "It's a pity, after killing Old Man Liu, he was bombarded four times by a gust of wind, and he was even more seriously injured, and he was even more seriously injured, and he was afraid that there were only five layers left, and there was no chance to turn the tables." ” "It's best if a gust of wind dies, and it's the most terrible if you can't die.
If such a person lives, his enemies will not be able to sleep.
Lu Fengxian's expression was solemn, and he smiled randomly, but he didn't think that a gust of wind could escape, this kind of person would never let him live, killing him was comparable to beheading a heavenly marquis of the imperial court
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