"Brother Chen, this ......"

Nie He's face was full of discomfort, he reached out and scratched his scalp, he didn't know how to say it, if the other party's magic power was not as good as his own, he naturally unceremoniously asked for Jiao Soul back, but he couldn't open his mouth at the moment!

The old man raised his legs and walked towards Nie He, his figure moved, and he was three or four feet away in front of Nie He, smiled slightly, and handed over the wooden box in his hand.

With the palm of his other hand, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the crimson flying sword that flew behind Jiao Soul, and caught it in his hand.

Nie He's old face immediately turned cloudy and sunny, he smiled so much that even his eyes narrowed, nodded his head, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to take the wooden box, and said in a panic: "Thank you Brother Chen, Brother Chen came too ......."

Before he finished speaking, the crimson long sword in the old man's hand slashed towards Nie He's neck like lightning.

"Dang" There was a loud sound like the resonance of gold and iron, and the long sword seemed to be slashed on the thing of gold and iron, and it flicked up, and the fire splashed, but Nie He's figure flew five or six feet away in the distance, his face was full of horror, and he said angrily: "Chen Yan'er, are you crazy?"

At the moment when the long sword slashed at Nie He's body, a set of earthy yellow battle armor suddenly appeared on Nie He's body, there was no decoration on the battle armor, it was rough and bloated, like a semi-finished product, it seemed inconspicuous, but it wrapped Nie He tightly from head to toe, revealing only one face.

The sharp sword light slashed down, leaving only a deep mark on the battle armor, and did not cut through the battle armor.

The old man frowned slightly, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face, his mouth opened, and the head of the pleiades let out an angry roar.

The high-pitched and loud sound of the dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. Compared to the ninth-level frog just now, the voice made by the ninth-level frog Jiao I don't know how many times louder than the Dao Dao, not only Nie He. Even the Flame Lady, who was standing more than a hundred feet away, was buzzing in her head, and her body was boiling with qi and blood. It was dark in front of him, and the figure was planted towards the ground.

Nie He's body was also boiling with qi and blood, his eardrums seemed to have burst, and his head was as uncomfortable as if it was about to explode. The yellow light on the soles of his feet flickered, and there was a sound of brushing the ground, and the figure seemed to teleport to fifty or sixty feet away.

With the extension of his right hand, the earthy yellow three-strand fork that had not been in his body for a long time appeared in his hand again, the figure shook, and the yellow light flashed in the air several times one after another, and it had escaped two or three hundred zhang away.

A hint of ferocity flashed in the old man's eyes, and he unhurriedly put the wooden box in his hand into the storage bag in his waist, and casually threw away the crimson long sword. Raising his legs and rushing towards Nie He, he stepped out in one step, and there was already a distance of eighty or ninety zhang, only to see a flash of white light. In a moment, he was three feet behind Nie He, and his right hand was raised, rushing at Nie He's vest. A palm slapped it.

With a flash of golden light, one of the old man's palms turned into a golden dragon claw the size of a basin. The void trembled as a gust of wind struck down.

There was a loud "boom". The golden light burst open, Nie He's figure flew towards the ground like a meteor, his face suddenly turned pale gold, a mouthful of blood spurted wildly, the true qi of the body was scattered, and a deep claw print appeared on the back of the earthy yellow armor, and the cracks were centered on the paw prints, extending to all sides, seeing that this life-saving armor had been abolished.

A burst of dizziness hit, Nie He forced a breath of true qi, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, raised the three-strand fork in his hand, and stabbed at the hard bluestone ground.

There was another loud bang, the dust was flying, Nie He didn't even see people drilling into the ground with a fork, and a big pit more than ten zhang deep appeared on the ground, and I don't know if Nie He still had enough true qi to perform the earth escape technique, or he used the power of the old man's palm to blast open the ground.

A trace of anger appeared on the old man's face, and his divine sense swept over, but he couldn't find where Nie He had fled to the ground, so he flew over and punched hard at the dirt pit.

The dust was flying, the ground above the entire square was trembling violently, thousands of stone slabs flew up from the ground, cracks a few feet wide spread to the surroundings, and the mud and sand were like yellow pythons flying up in all directions, and the rumbling sound was endless.

The old man looked at the wolf-filled ground, and then at the back of the Lady of the Fire, and after a moment's silence, he raised his leg and chased after the Lady of the Fire.

After the sound of the dragon's groan sounded, a group of demon beasts screamed excitedly as if they had taken a panacea, but the monks within a radius of one or twenty miles were trembling and frightened, their ears were buzzing, the qi and blood in their bodies were boiling, and the magic weapons sacrificed by dozens of monks who were closer fell from the air one after another, and they missed in a panic, and were injured and killed by the demon beasts.

Fortunately, because of the melee between the ninth-level frog Jiao, Nie He, and Lady Agni, the monks and demon beasts had already fled far away and did not dare to approach, so there were not too many casualties.

After all, demon beasts are demon beasts, where can they match the wisdom of human beings, as time passes, the battlefield between demon beasts and all the monks has long been transferred from the square around the auction hall to the fang market, and each battle group has opened a long distance between each other.

In the market, almost all the attics and shops have strong or weak prohibitions, and the attics, everywhere are prohibited, and they are reasonably used by groups of monks, especially the deacons and guards who originally belonged to the five major business alliances, are even more familiar with these prohibitions, and skillfully use various prohibitions to kill demon beasts, and the effect is remarkable.

Hiding in a small space such as a temple and an attic, the monk can still sacrifice a magic weapon to attack the demon beast, but the monster beast with a huge body cannot enter the attic, even if it can enter the relatively large area of the palace, it is very inconvenient to move and move, and there is also a ban and suppression, as for the high-level demon birds, as long as they are lured into the palace, they will inevitably die.

Of course, the demon beast can also use its magic power to directly destroy the attic, break the ban, if you really do this, only die faster, the attic collapses, the ban is chaotic, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, and the dust is flying, it is the best time for the monk to sacrifice the magic weapon to attack and kill the demon beast.

However, for the shapeshifting monsters above level eight, these attics and prohibitions can't stop them, and there are even some shapeshifting monsters rushing into the shops everywhere to search for magic weapons and spiritual objects.

Especially the blue-robed man holding the sky-breaking axe, the axe shadow flashed, even if there was a powerful prohibition to help, it was difficult for any Yuanying monk to block the three axes, in a short period of time, there were already dozens of Yuanying monks who had been killed by him, and behind him, followed by forty or fifty high-level demon beasts that were rescued from the monks.

The blue-robed man triumphantly led the group of demon beasts and strode through the straight streets of Fang City like a martial artist, his divine sense constantly sweeping the attics around him, looking for the next hunting target.

The strong smell of blood permeated the entire Fang City, and the beautiful Heavenly Neighborhood Market like the fairy world has been turned into a Shura Dojo!

Suddenly, the blue-robed man raised his head, looked into the distance, and stretched out his hand to stop the hustle and bustle of the demon beasts behind him.

Two straight and wide streets crossed, and above the other street, a figure in a black robe appeared in the distance, in his twenties, with long black hair, an angular face, and a star-bright gaze, but at this time, his gaze was as cold as ice.

In front of the black-robed man, a giant sword five or six zhang long hovered and flew in the air, exuding a slight chill, and in the snowy sword body, a small frog phantom shook its head and tail, and a cyan sword spewed out of its mouth, "snorting", and the void trembled with the flickering of the sword, looking full of might.

The black-robed man walked all the way, and as the sword pointed out, all the demon beasts on the street were cut in two in an instant, and even a few seventh-level demon beasts could not resist the volley of the giant sword, as for the corpses of the demon beasts and the demon pills, the man didn't bother to collect them at all, and let the other monks who were hiding in the attic and fighting with the demon beasts take them away.

The giant sword seemed to have merged with the black-robed man's mind, and the man didn't need to move a finger at all, just relying on his divine thoughts to manipulate the giant sword in a circle.

Behind the black-robed man, followed by a man with a two-foot height and a human body, he constantly raised two giant claws with protruding bones, and launched attacks again and again towards the black-robed man, one after another sharp claw shadows whistled, but he couldn't touch a piece of the black-robed man's shirt at all, the black-robed man's body was like a ghost, extremely flexible, and he easily dodged the claw shadow when he couldn't do anything in the middle, but he didn't look back to attack, just cared about killing all the way.

This two-foot tall shape-shifting dragon is covered with silver scales and armor, as if he is wearing a silver battle armor from head to toe, majestic, but his steps are a little vain, and the seemingly sharp claw shadow is always a little bit worse at the critical moment, and he has never been able to keep up with the light steps of the black-robed man, as if the mana in his body is seriously overdrawn.

The cyan giant sword and the figure of the black-robed man appeared one after the other in the crossroads.

As if discovering the existence of the other party at the same time, the black-robed man turned around suddenly, looked at the blue-robed man who was two or three hundred zhang away, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted loudly, and the five- or six-zhang long cyan giant sword suddenly turned around and flew high, emitting a dazzling brilliance, and slashed towards the blue-robed man.

The figure of the black-robed man pounced after the giant sword, and his speed was not much slower than that of the giant sword, as if it was teleporting.

Not far from the crossroads, three huge emerald scale demon snakes gathered in one place, spitting out snow-white water as thick as a bowl in turn into the attic in front of them, and the forbidden aura outside the attic flickered, and it was about to collapse.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)