Brush!

Ni Suanqiu's figure swept past him like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, there was a thin knife mark on Luo Feng's neck. And it wasn't until two or three breaths later that Luo Feng, who knelt on the ground and only had one breath left, opened his mouth with his mouth open, bubbling with blood, and couldn't say half a word.

"Whoosh!"

However, at this moment, Luo Feng had a small red feather arrow more than a foot long in his hand, which shot out of his hand and flew into the air. In an instant, this red feather arrow erupted into a straight red wolf smoke, and as this wolf smoke went straight to the sky, not long after, it condensed into a black-red fire cloud at a very high altitude, and all of a sudden, the surrounding area within a radius of dozens of miles all rained black and red drops of black rain.

"Click, click. ”

Hui Zhen, Hui Yan, and the two masters of the fivefold realm of Chanting Dezong just used the vitality outside their bodies to resist this kind of black raindrops with just one or two breaths, and then their vitality was unstable, and they fell down from the sky.

Then, the two of them immediately flew together, joined forces, back to back, and sacrificed a golden canopy-shaped defensive magic weapon. Immediately, this golden canopy rose into the air, and shot out an arc-shaped golden light curtain the size of half a house, and under the full strength of the two of them, this golden arc-shaped light curtain could barely resist the black raindrops that fell one after another.

"Senior Brother Huiyan, the power of this weak water rain arrow is really powerful, if it weren't for Senior Brother, you carried this umbrella with immeasurable merits, I'm afraid that you and I would also be turned into a pool of black corpse water by this black rain. At this time, seeing that the dust was about to settle the battle here, among the two masters of Chanting Dezong, the one with a square face and usually not much voice, Hui Zhen, took a deep breath at the black raindrops around him, and then said this sentence to Hui Yan who was leaning on his back.

At this time, his sigh was not unreasonable, because at this time, around him, there were monks of various sects and sects in the void from time to time, constantly falling from the sky above. Among them, there are many monks who have already been in mid-air, and have been penetrated by the endless black rain around them, and they have long been cut off from vitality and fallen on this island.

And the ground below is already full of messes, after experiencing the repeated bombardment of ice and fire spells, after a burst of ice and snow melting, there is already a scene of scorched black mud, below, except for some cold corpses, there are no living demon beasts or monks at all.

"Well, weak water turns into rain, and everything returns to the west. It seems that the three disciples of my Chanting De Sect will also be buried in this black wood forest along with the other monks of the Cloud Spirit Sect. However, this is also good, so that the disciples of the Yunling Sect can all be destroyed at once, and the demonic monk of the Sea Immortal Sect can also be destroyed together, and the three disciples of the sect are so annihilated, it is not a vain death, and it can be regarded as the final victory of the Dezong for me, clearing the remaining path!" The other had a round face, a fair complexion, and a string of white prayer beads in his hand, as if he was a Huiyan master who had cultivated the Dharma to an extremely advanced level, but his eyes were closed, and he said this very calmly.

Obviously, unlike the square-faced Master Huizhen, this Hui Yan's heart has completely lost his compassion for the heavens and people, and what he cares more about in his heart is the final outcome of this sea hunting conference, just about whether they can win in the end.

"Well, Senior Brother Hui Yan is right, it's just that this son's cultivation is really not weak, and besides, he seems to have a lot of magic weapons in his hands, I don't know if he will take advantage of the chaos to escape, escape from this weak water black rain magic array, escape to another island, and hide his figure again?" After a while, Master Huizhen spoke up again and inquired about Ni Suanqiu's situation.

"Senior Brother Huizhen, don't worry too much! Although this son is strong, but this weak water and black rain magic array can cover the range, reaching a radius of dozens of miles, with the strength of you and me, if you want to have no damage, it is impossible to leave here alive, so if this son wants to leave alive and safely, unless he still has two defensive magic weapons above the Dao level in his hands. Hui Yan said categorically. He immediately concluded that there was no way for Ni Suanqiu to escape from the area covered by the weak water and black rain.

"Yes, what the senior brother taught is this, this son is bound to fall, and when the power of this weak water rain arrow is completely lost, you and me, go and find the body of this son, and when the time comes, we will be able to get many magic weapons on this son's body. In this way, you and I will not go to this Blackwood Islands in vain. Master Huizhen said quietly, and at the same time, his divine sense continued to probe outward, trying to search for Ni Suanqiu's body, but unfortunately, the black raindrops at this time had blocked most of his divine sense, so he couldn't find out where Ni Suanqiu was.

"Hey, I said two masters, you two are chirping, but what are you talking about?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from under the two of them, and then, the two of them looked down and realized that it was Ni Suanqiu who was holding a cyan umbrella, grinning, and waving to the two of them with a smile.

"You, why aren't you dead yet?"

I saw that when I heard Ni Suanqiu's voice, the Hui Yan with a mellow face, opened his eyes suddenly, but found that Ni Suanqiu was simply suspended under him, and he didn't leave at all, and he was very alive, and he didn't suffer any damage at all, but with the help of the umbrella of immeasurable merit sacrificed by the two of them, he was very leisurely, dodging this powerful weak water black rain, and suddenly, the angry Hui Yan of Chanting Dezong almost fell from the sky, his face tightened, revealing the appearance of a father who had just died。

"Hey, what did you say about this bald master, I'm still alive and well, why should I die?" Ni Suanqiu made a look of not understanding the meaning of the other party's words, and in his hand, he was still holding a newly touched purple Lingzhi-shaped flying magic weapon, and he was studying it hard.

Bald masters?

As soon as Master Huiyan heard Ni Suanqiu say this, his face immediately darkened and did not look good, only to see that his right hand holding the rosary continued to tremble, and immediately pointed to Ni Suanqiu below, and then sent a thin white aura, and in an instant, this white auralight turned into a sharp sword, stabbing Ni Suanqiu's heavenly spirit.

"Hmph, remember! When you see Lord Yama, don't report the wrong name, remember that the old man's magic name is called Hui Yan!"

"Whew!"

Ni Suanqiu's figure flashed violently, and when the white aura was about to hit his body at once, his entire figure immediately disappeared out of thin air, and then the brilliance moved, and he instantly rose up by fifty zhang, and suddenly avoided the spell blow shot by the other party, and also narrowed the distance between Ni Suanqiu and the two masters of Chanting Dezong, and directly stopped not far from the other party's body, less than one hundred and fifty zhang of the void.

Brush.

And suddenly reappeared again, on the top of Ni Suanqiu's head, in the wind and thunder treasure umbrella that had been sacrificed by him at this time, brushed it, and suddenly flew out of a boxy four-method sword, and immediately, the top of this four-method sword sprayed out a puff of black mist, towards the two masters of the Chanting Sect, Hui Zhen and Hui Yan, and instantly rushed over.

"Snort. ”

The black mist soon enveloped the bodies of Hui Zhen and Hui Yan, and a puff of yellow smoke began to corrode and melt, and the magic robes of the two masters of Hui Zhen and Hui Yan frightened the two masters of Chanting Dezong, and hurriedly condensed a spiritual light shield to block this black mist attack.

However, just a snort, before the opponent's aura shield was completely condensed, it had already been pierced into the ass by Ni Suanqiu's Qingsuo Silver Magic Sword, and then, Master Huiyan's entire body shook again, almost trying to move the golden canopy above his head, and he was about to fall directly from the void.

At the same time, the Qingsuo Silver Magic Sword in the Wind and Thunder Treasure Umbrella was just exhausted, and with a crackling sound, it was scattered and shattered into powder.

"Hmph, Huizhen, do it! The power of the magic bead on this son's magic sword has been exhausted, and we work together to understand this son's life. Master Hui Yan moved his hands together, and immediately blocked several of his big acupoints, sealing the loss of qi and blood, and then, he said this sharply, signaling his junior brother to cast a spell to attack Ni Shuqiu.

"Eh, two masters, slow down! If I were you, I would not do it first, obediently stay on top, and resist this weak water and black rain array for me first. With a successful blow, Ni Suanqiu caught his Qingsuo Silver Magic Sword and pinched it in his hand, and then, he sneered again, and touched out an even more huge black magic bead, and then Zhenyuan took a shot, and then embedded the huge black magic bead into his own Qingsuo Silver Magic Sword at this moment.

"Nine Nether Dragon, what this son is holding in his hand, is it the magic bead of the Nine Nether Dragons underground! How can it be ......" Master Huiyan saw the Qingsuo Silver Sword in Ni Suanqiu's hand, which suddenly seemed to be loaded like a bullet, and was inlaid with a seventh-level mid-level Nine Netherworld Dragon's magic bead, and suddenly a mouthful of blood rushed up from his chest, and then, it shot out of his mouth, and he was almost about to be killed by Ni Suanqiu's move, and fainted with anger.

In fact, Ni Suanqiu's approach is too bold for a master.

He used the purple Lingzhi-shaped flying magic weapon he had newly acquired in his hand to directly dodge the opponent's spell blow, which was already a risky move, and then, he appeared under the opponent's body again, and directly attacked with the Qingsuo Silver Magic Sword, stabbing the opponent's buttocks. And now, he used the Qingsuo Silver Magic Sword inlaid with the Nine Nether Dragon Magic Beads to demonstrate again, directly threatening, and directly vomiting blood from the Hui Yan Master of the Chanting Dezong, which had already made the monks who were fighting outside the arena look fascinated and shocked. In this way, it can really be said that he kills two birds with one stone, putting himself in an extremely powerful situation that can be attacked and defended, and he can easily avoid the power of the weak hydration rain arrow that Luo Feng fired before he died.

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