Yun Feng didn't know if she had taken a step back again, or if she didn't want to know her back at all, she only knew that she would never be able to take a step forward in front of those whistling magic weapons like Zhang Xiaohan, never.
Envy and jealousy gnawed at her heart like the fangs of a poisonous snake, and she watched Zhang Xiaohan take a step, and then a second step.
The gray robe swayed, Yun Feng suddenly had the idea of wanting to take a look at Zhang Xiaohan's expression, she was still so indifferent, no one in her eyes she must be, she had never looked down on anyone, even Fan Xiaofan, a monk who was unsurpassed in her eyes, Zhang Xiaohan never put it in her eyes.
Zhang Xiaohan will not have anyone in her eyes, she is not even afraid of death, how can she be afraid of anyone The images in front of her suddenly overlapped, and she suddenly remembered the first time she saw Fan Xiaofan, although she was accepted as a concubine by Wu Xingyun, she was still frightened by Fan Xiaofan's majesty and trembled.
At that time, Zhang Xiaohan was in the Dan period, and Fan Xiaofan was already in the god transformation stage, but Zhang Xiaohan still stopped his back like this, raised his head high, and still did not hesitate for a minute.
No, no, it's still different, Zhang Xiaohan was standing in place at that time, but now, she is stepping forward.
The magic weapons in front of her were almost colliding, but Yunfeng's eyes were all on Zhang Xiaohan's body, and she was so jealous and uncomfortable in her heart that she wanted to go crazy, but there was a faint expectation.
Why is she not Zhang Xiaohan, why can't she take a step above everyone, she can't wait for the figure in front of her to step forward in the wind to replace her, she can't wait for her to accept everyone's admiring gaze.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" A series of clashing sounds of earth magic weapons resounded in the sky, clusters of light bloomed, and the aura in the distance spread agitated in mid-air, and shouts and curses sounded in the ears.
But Yunfeng didn't hear anything, didn't see anything, her lips were bitten out of deep marks, why didn't Zhang Xiaohan make a move, what was she waiting for No one knows what Zhang Xiaohan is waiting for, no, she is not waiting, she is not waiting at all.
Every time she took a step forward, the fighting spirit and fighting spirit in her heart increased by one point, and with each step forward, the agitation and impact of the purple qi in her body increased by one point, and with every step forward, she felt that the strength in her body gradually increased by a point that she couldn't suppress.
She found the power of purple qi, she found the inheritance of purple qi, this is the inheritance of never retreating and never giving up, only by moving forward, always taking a step forward, will she gain greater power.
She knew that day, under the pressure of Fan Xiaofan, why her blood was surging, because she took a step back that day, she thought that she was advancing by retreating, don't you know that there is a kind of inheritance that can only move forward and never retreat.
She took three steps steadily, then the fourth, she saw the collision of magic weapons with magic weapons, saw the explosion of spells and spells, saw the spread of aura raging, she raised her hand.
All the power in her body was concentrated in her hand, she didn't know that a faint purple shadow suddenly appeared around her body, she only knew that she was bound to have a thunderous blow.
A dazzling purple light flew out of the palm of his hand and turned into a purple rainbow that shot out.
Time really stopped, otherwise why did that purple light fly so slowly, and the line of sight could catch up with its speed.
At this moment, all the cursing suddenly stopped, and the eyes of all the monks of the Wuji Sect followed that purple light.
The dazzling light bloomed again, and the purple light drilled into the diffused aura, and the light that burst out was so dazzling.
All eyes couldn't help but squint, and in an instant, the purple light disappeared into the white light from the collision of magic weapons.
The connection between the magic weapon and the mind seemed to be interrupted for a moment, and the streamer shining in mid-air also dimmed for a moment, and there seemed to be a roar, but there should be a fluctuation of spiritual power In mid-air, the opponent's magic weapon suddenly shook, and in the fierce battle, the divine sense observed everything, and everyone seized such a great opportunity, and the magic weapon seized the gap and flew towards the black-clothed man opposite.
The monks also shouted and rushed out, the spell was thrown out as if they didn't need spiritual power, there were only a few figures standing behind them, Xiaobao reached out and grabbed Zhang Xiaohan's waist, and sent a pill to Zhang Xiaohan's mouth with one hand.
Wu Xingyun stood in place and looked up at Zhang Xiaohan in a daze, and at the moment when the black shadows appeared densely, the thought in his heart was how to escape, and he escaped unknown.
No matter what the reason for these black-clothed people to come to them, they are all prepared, Fan Xiaofan is not here, Zhang Tao has also been led away, he is the only monk in the middle and late stages of the transformation of the gods, those black-clothed people dare to come, they are sure of victory.
He didn't pin his hopes on Zhang Xiaohan at all, even if Zhang Xiaohan was just three purple lights powerful, but she was not the opponent of dozens of Avatar Stage monks, he believed that there must be no shortage of Avatar Stage cultivators among the opponents.
He made up his mind that he would leave first if the form was not good, and not to die fearlessly.
But he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, Zhang Xiaohan was still a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and the power emitted by the purple light was definitely not something that the early stage monks of the transformation could do.
Fan Xiaofan's golden symbol can do the same.
Zhang Xiaohan's mana was all drained with this purple light, and the elixir she took quickly replenished the spiritual power in her body, she relied on Xiaobao, saw the purple qi impact on the other party's monk's body, and saw the light of the aura, she knew that her purple light had brought trauma to the man in black.
Such a powerful force, unfortunately, the spiritual power in her body can only maintain the power of four steps forward and one blow.
The monks of the Wuji Sect and the men in black fought together, either in a group or several people, and the monks of the Wuji Sect outnumbered their opponents, forming dozens of battle groups, completely fighting together.
It was soon clear that the monks of the Wuji Sect had the upper hand, Zhang Xiaohan struck with a blow of purple light, and the people in black were all forced to carry it down, and the monks who bore the brunt of it were hit hard, many people's spiritual power was blocked, and it was difficult to operate, and some people were seriously injured directly.
In a few breaths, Zhang Xiaohan recovered some spiritual power, Wu Xingyun also rushed out at this time, Zhang Xiaohan said something in a low voice, Xiaobao and her figures flickered at the same time, and the two disappeared suddenly, and when they reappeared, it was a hundred meters ago.
Zhang Xiaohan knew that her current state was not suitable for looking for Zhang Tao, and Zhang Tao's anger was still in her mind, but there was no message for help.
The thunderbolt purple spirit vine came out, and the snake slid towards the nearest warband.
Every time they touched the man in black, the convulsions and numbness brought by the thunder and lightning would make their movements stop for a moment, a moment was enough, surrounded by several people, a momentary pause was fatal. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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