Bai Lanyu didn't talk nonsense, and directly used the master's stunt Netherworld Palm to fight against the Fei Lian Protector.

Although Fei Lian's injury has not yet healed, his own strength is strong, and he is not afraid to deal with a girl like Bai Lanyu.

A blue flame erupted from Bai Lanyu's palm, and it struck towards Fei Lian's protector.

The corners of the Fei Lian Protector's mouth raised slightly, and he was disdainful.

He dodged slightly, dodging Bai Lanyu's attack.

Bai Lanyu couldn't touch Fei Lian's Dharma Protector no matter what, her pretty face was flushed, she couldn't bear Fei Lian's contempt for the Dharma Protector.

She has always been a proud person, and she will never allow others to look down on her!

Fei Lian Protector saw Bai Lanyu's embarrassment and smiled: "Little girl, your strength is too weak, let's grow for a few more years! I won't play with you, haha!"

Bai Lanyu's body trembled, biting her lip tightly and not saying a word.

At this time, she felt the pressure exerted by Fei Lian's Protector, and she was a little powerless.

Zhang Jinhuai was fighting with a man in black, and when he saw that Bai Lanyu was nervous, he hurriedly left the man in black and stepped forward to help Bai Lanyu.

The two of them worked together to fight against the Fei Lian Protector, but they also felt a little difficult.

If it weren't for the fact that Fei Lian Protector was seriously injured last night, and he didn't have the best elixir like Lu Zhou to help recover, so he was still fighting with Zhang Bai and the others on the field, and he couldn't tell the winner for a while.

However, Fei Lian's protector is injured, as long as he can delay enough time, he will definitely be able to drag him down, and the victory or defeat will naturally be known at that time.

The masters of both sides have all participated in the battle, and only Wu Dawu Er and the Thousand-Faced Poison King are still wandering outside the field.

From time to time, several men in black rushed up with steel knives, trying to hack the ugly dwarf on the shoulders of the two big men to death.

What a character of the Thousand-Faced Poison King, with a flick of his fingertips, those ignorant black-clothed people suddenly bled and died.

This kind of poisoning kung fu is unsurpassed, and it is indeed powerful.

Wu Dawu Er's expression was indifferent, as if he was ruthless to the Thousand-Faced Poison King, and it was not surprising that he had long been accustomed to it.

Before, Lu Zhou shouted that he wanted the Thousand-Faced Poison King to fight against the enemy, but he didn't seem to hear it, and he still swept the formation on the sidelines, and he didn't take the initiative to join forces with them to defeat the Qingluan Protector.

Although Lu Zhou and Hu Yizhi are the strongest existences in the scattered cultivation, the two of them teamed up to fight against Qingluan Protector, but they didn't have the upper score at all, but they gasped slightly, and they couldn't bear him.

Qingluan's protector's green robe agitated, with a fanged mask, is extremely weird.

If he could wear a white robe and fold a feather fan, others might think that he was an immortal.

It's just that the mask and green robe hide the appearance of Qingluan's protector, and Lu Hu and the others naturally don't know why he wears this ugly mask, let alone think of him as a worldly master with immortal wind and bones.

Qingluan Protector was fighting with Lu Hu and the others, his eyes turned outward, and when he saw the Thousand-Faced Poison King sitting on Wu Da Wu Er's shoulder and walking towards him, he suddenly felt a little inexplicably panicked in his heart.

He had learned the power of this dwarf last night, and he was a master of poisoning.

If it weren't for the Thousand-Faced Poison King taking the opportunity to release the poison, Hu Yizhi would have died under the hands of Qingluan Protector.

Looking at the eyes of the Qingluan Protector, the Thousand-Faced Poison King smiled strangely, but he didn't know what method he used, and everyone only felt that the fragrance wafted in faint thought.

Hu Yizhi knew in his heart that this was a soft muscle.

The soft tendons are obviously colorless and odorless, but they carry wet strips of cloth, and the smell is absorbed by the strips of cloth, and the fragrance naturally pours into the nasal cavity.

Fei Lian Protector bore the brunt of the attack, only to feel that his mind was in a trance, his brain was stagnant, and he was punched in his chest by Zhang Jin, and he took a few steps back.

He bared his teeth and claws: "Damn!"

When he was about to exert himself, he found that he couldn't use any strength, and his face turned pale.

The mandrill protector knocked Wang Liang and Liu Ruyi back, but he was hit by a stone wave on his body, although it was harmless, but his face was not good-looking.

He saw that Fei Lian's protector had been poisoned and was about to save him, when he suddenly felt some chaos in his brain, and immediately hurriedly retreated, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and shouted: "Everyone be careful, it is poisonous!"

The cultivators all covered their mouths and noses with wet strips of cloth, so they naturally would not be affected by the poisonous effect of the soft tendons, but the black-clothed people of the Nine Shadows Cult were not so lucky, as soon as they inhaled, their limbs were weak and they were directly paralyzed on the ground.

The two sides fought viciously, and the Nine Shadows Remnant originally occupied the upper points, and the thousand-faced poison king reversed the situation as soon as he made a move, which is really worthy of the title of the poison king.

Seeing his own people fall one after another, Qingluan Protector was taken aback, roared angrily, and suddenly shot out of his right arm and shot towards the Thousand-Faced Poison King.

Don't underestimate anyone, especially this unstunning-looking dwarf.

is menacing, although the Thousand-Faced Poison King is good at poisoning, but he is disabled, and no matter how high his cultivation is, he can't avoid the defects in his fists and feet.

The Thousand-Faced Poison King screamed in shock, and the empty sleeve slammed into his chest with a "poof".

Wu Dawu Er didn't allow the Thousand-Faced Poison King to be in danger, and the two of them moved together to block the empty sleeves.

The empty sleeves are extremely fierce, and Rao is the second cultivation of the Wu Dawu is profound, but he can't help the empty sleeves.

Hu Yizhi saw that the opportunity was rare, and rushed forward to fight.

At this moment, it was the time when Qingluan's Dharma Protector was relaxed, if he could be killed in one fell swoop, then Sanxiu's side would be considered a complete victory.

Qingluan's protector intended to be a thousand-faced poison king, but the door was wide open, and he didn't defend Hu Yizhi.

The finger power was strong, and it directly sank into the cyan robe and pierced into the body of the Qingluan Protector.

Qingluan Protector was suddenly injured, the killing intent was even stronger, and the empty sleeves danced, that Wu Dawu Erkong had a body of cultivation, but his brain was not good, but he couldn't fight the cunning of Qingluan Protector.

The empty sleeves twitched back and forth, and Wu Dawu's second body had already been hit by the empty sleeves of Qingluan Protector, and he couldn't see that he could survive.

The Thousand-Faced Poison King escaped by chance, but he was also shocked.

Qingluan Protector withdrew his empty sleeves, bowed, and suddenly popped out, flicking his fingers away for several meters.

He took a few steps backwards, and the teal robe couldn't puff up, apparently badly wounded.

That finger just now almost killed him.

Seeing his subordinates being ruthlessly slaughtered by these scattered cultivators, Qingluan Protector knew that he had been defeated, not by Hu Yizhi, but by the poisonous gas of the Thousand-Faced Poison King.

Damn!

Qingluan Dharma Protector shouted in his heart, but to no avail.

Rao is his cultivation is strong, and the weak muscles are not enough to threaten him.

At this moment, the mandrill protector is also slightly poisoned, and the Fei Lian protector has been captured, if he doesn't leave, he can only explain it all here.

Qingluan's protector was unwilling to admit defeat, and roared in the sky, and his voice echoed in the valley, resounding in the sky.

The scattered cultivators only felt uncomfortable in their hearts, and they just wanted to crash to death.

Lu Zhou and Hu Yizhi also frowned slightly, the strength of this Qingluan Protector is really strong, and the two of them are still at a disadvantage when they join forces.