A cold cold light flowed like flowing water, and he only felt a little cold on his neck, and subconsciously wanted to touch it with his hands.

Nothing.

No, he couldn't feel his hands anymore. By this time, his thoughts were completely over, and everything was plunged into darkness.

Looking at Gu Fei again, the short blade stood in front of him. His eyes swept over the crowd one by one.

Many of the monks stopped for a moment, not daring to step forward.

"Guys, he's fast, but this level of spell mark must also be extremely consuming spell element. We don't have to fight him in close combat, we can kill him with a few spells from a distance. ”

"Yes, we'll have a spell sigil for each of us. ”

"Really?" Gu Fei licked his lips and said very contemptuously. The words were still in everyone's ears, and Gu Fei's figure had already arrived in front of one of them.

The monk gathered his eyes and saw a figure flash in front of him, and a golden mace was immediately thrown away like a dragon swinging its tail.

Before the golden mace hit the figure, he immediately cursed the yuan and swept around.

"It's late. ”

A pale gray light lit up on the monk, and the monk froze for a moment, and the next moment his body was restrained.

"Soul Binding Spell!"

Frightened, the monk hurriedly used the spell element to impact the spell mark, not wanting the spell mark to be scattered all at once.

It seems that it is also in vain, and as soon as the face is happy, I see the cold light!

Bang, the sound of flesh breaking apart was clearly audible.

The monk's vitality slowly disappeared, and he fell to the sky.

Gu Fei's figure slowly stopped, panting heavily, and solved another high-grade realm cultivator. Before he could catch his breath, a spear and a machete as thick as a door panel followed.

The spell element was instantly instilled into the short blade, and the spear was hooked towards the machete.

Unexpectedly, the spear was taken to Gu Fei as soon as he was next to the machete.

Gu Fei didn't expect it, and he didn't have time to put away his knife to resist, so he was smashed in the chest by the spear brought by the machete.

Poof! Gu Fei's mouth was fishy, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

Although he was not afraid of any monk of the upper grade, a group of sieges was not something he could stop.

"Gu Fei, are you okay?" Hassan hurriedly shouted after seeing Gu Fei being hit by this blow.

"Make-do. Gu Fei reluctantly got up from the ground, squatted down and looked at the situation on the field.

The man in the costume and Yun Shan fought inextricably, and the spell of the two seemed to be endless, and the spell marks continued. Yunshan cultivates waterways, but the curse mark is an extremely sharp sword spell.

The mantras of the waterway are mostly soft and heavy, and this kind of cultivation is inferior.

On the other hand, the man in the Taoist suit was cold, the frost under his feet continued to spread, and his hands threw out two palm-sized ice picks from time to time.

However, the man in the Taoist suit seemed to have been injured before, and many of the spell marks could only be released half of the power. As a result, the two are now evenly matched.

One is as cold as ice, killing everywhere, and the other is the water waves, blocking everything.

On the other side, Hassan is also struggling, and at the moment they are surrounded, and it is really difficult to escape.

Seeing the gradual approach of many monks, Gu Fei suddenly looked at Yun Han.

No, there is one more person who may have the strength in this game.

Scold!

Gu Fei's short blade was retracted, and his hands quickly pinched the trick, and the spell yuan poured towards his hands without hesitation. An illusory spell mark appeared in front of Gu Fei.

"Everyone, Hugh taught him to cast the spell seal. ”

A wrist-thick stick fell from above Gu Fei with the momentum of Wan Jun, Gu Fei's face did not change, and he continued to pinch the trick.

Just when the stick hit the top of Gu Fei's head, the curse mark flashed!

Then, with a whoosh, the spell seal conjured up several shadows and bit at the many monks who surrounded them.

It's the Thousand Demons Chaos Spell.

The stick also fell hard at this moment, but there was no one under the stick anymore.

The monk with the stick felt that he had struck his robe, and there was nothing left.

Flash.

A figure flashed out on the side, it was Gu Fei.

At this moment, his left arm trembled slightly, and he was almost hit by a stick just now in order to better release the spell mark. But even as he tried his best to burst out of his speed, he was still swept into his left arm.

Now the whole left arm is paralyzed, but fortunately, it is only injured in the flesh and skin, and there is no movement of the muscles and bones.

Without waiting for recovery, Gu Fei's figure moved, and swished through the monk crowd.

The Thousand Demon Shadows are just some low-level phantoms, fast but low in attack. It can affect everyone, but not for long.

"Little Phantom, look at my long knife. ”

Phew! The phantom flashed its long knife and burrowed into the monk's neck. Seeing that it was about to bite, the long knife appeared spontaneously, and gently swept the phantom and collapsed directly.

Sou!

A figure slid past the long-knife monk, and the long-knife monk's eyelids jumped, and his back felt cold.

The long knife did not dare to hesitate and slashed backwards around the body.

The sound of the air breaking through the air was like exploding in my ears, and my back was empty.

Looking at it intently, Gu Fei's figure had already passed through several people and headed towards Yun Han.

"Rubbish!" Yun Han roared angrily.

At his feet, the woman in the skirt struggled to get up.

Yun Han lowered his eyebrows and glanced at her, squatted down and pressed her shoulder with one hand, pinched her face with the other and said with a cruel smile:

"When you struggle, I'll let you struggle enough. ”

The woman in the skirt sneered and said no more.

"I can make you struggle enough, too. ”

Gu Fei had already passed through the crowd, and the short blade was thrown directly out of his hand. Although the short blade that was suddenly thrown with power was not as good as the spell shot, it was still worthy of the arrows shot by ordinary people.

Bite!

The short blade was blocked by Yun Han, who turned around, and Yun Han sneered.

"Do you think I'm one of those pieces of shit?"

Yun Han looked disdainful on the surface, but in his heart he was surprised, in just a few moments, this Gu Fei passed through many monks and came to him.

After the short blade was blocked by him, he went to look at Gu Fei, but saw that Gu Fei's figure had disappeared. Looking at her feet again, the woman in the Luo skirt was pulled by Gu Fei and had already fallen to the side.

"Look for death!" Yun Han was furious. Yun Han also used a long sword, and the long sword flew straight up with a whoosh.

Yun Han took a step forward, and the long sword was wrapped in a spell by him and shot directly at Gu Fei.

This hand alone is not something that can be cast by those ordinary monks who are not present, and if they don't reach the Imperial Spirit, they can only rely on the Turning Element Spell Seal to release the spell element, and the spell element released outside is also limited, and it is easy to collapse.

And Yun Han can run with a long sword, this is the gap between the big sect and ordinary monks.

"How do you solve the curse mark on your body?" Gu Fei retreated violently with the woman in the Luo skirt, and at the same time punched his own spell into the woman's body, but he couldn't dispel the curse mark in her body at all.

Gu Fei was a little helpless about the power of his spell element, if it was Hassan of the same realm, maybe he could use the spell element to directly disperse this spell seal.

Most of the seals are internal, and they are easy to break on the outside.

But Gu Fei's spell yuan is not enough to disperse, so he can only take advantage of it, starting from the method of concluding the spell mark and unraveling it in reverse.

"If you can't untie it, you don't have to work hard. This is a spell cast by Yun Shan himself, at least it is a spell of the high level of the Imperial Spirit that has been continuously impacting for a few hours. Even if it's your buddy and I pounding together, it's going to take a few cups of tea. The woman in the Luo skirt glanced at her eyebrows, and she realized that Gu Fei's curse was not powerful enough.

"That's sorry. ”

The woman in the Luo skirt turned to face Yun Han who was about to run, and Gu Fei stopped retreating.

Holding the delicate neck of the woman in the Luo skirt with one hand, a very comfortable and slippery feeling came from her hand, and Gu Fei couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart.

scolded in his heart, how can women now be so delicate.

However, Gu Fei still had to do the thing of destroying flowers with his spicy hands, and pressed the woman's shoulder with his left hand, and the curse Yuan shouted loudly: "Stop it all." ”

"Huh?"

Yun Han suddenly found that Gu Fei had changed the woman in the Luo skirt in front of him, and the long sword that was about to be stabbed trembled, and the spell instilled in it dispersed, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Do you still want to be shameless?" Yun Han picked up the long sword and gasped. The sudden stagnation of the spell element made his entire muscles and veins a little sore.

"Hmph, I'm a demon, and I'm shameless when I do things!" Gu Fei looked cheap, not caring at all.

"A group of Xiaoxiao!" The woman in the Luo skirt struggled in Gu Fei's arms, but she was still held down fiercely.

There was a sudden silence on the field, and the fight between the two sides finally stopped.

Hassan frowned and hurriedly ran in front of Gu Fei. Let him fight that Qi Feng again, and he will die on the spot in less than three rounds.

When the monks in the middle saw Hassan rushing towards him, they hurriedly pushed him away, but they had seen Hassan fierce.

As long as Hassan does not escape, they will not stop him regardless of life and death.

"Isn't that okay? Holding a weak woman hostage. ”

"Then you block them and let me escape. ”

"Ahem, there is no distinction between men and women. Hassan smiled awkwardly.

Turning around, Hassan shouted: "Lay down your weapons, or you will kill her, so that you will not get anything." ”

"Damn!" Yun Han stared straight at Hassan, and the hand holding the long sword began to turn white.

"What do you see, just talk about you! ”

The many monks looked at each other, and no one dared to move.

They both knew that today's incident was that the city master was going to kill and seize the treasure, but it was not known whether they had already obtained the treasure, in case Gu Fei was suspicious because of their behavior, and killed the woman in the Luo skirt in a fit of rage.

Instead of getting good, they will annoy Yunshan.

"Hugh wants to hurt my sister!"

At this moment, the man in the Taoist uniform shouted loudly, and a ray of light hit Yunshan, turning around and running in the direction of Gu Fei.

"Are you gone?"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A short sword body made of water shot straight at the man in the robe.

The man in the robe noticed the short sword body shooting from behind, but instead of turning around, it spun in the air.

With a flash of the sword, it slashed through the left leg of the man in the uniform, and even hit the two arms and shoulders directly.

Blood poured out, soaking the entire shoulders of the man in the uniform.

However, the three sword body curse marks he had dodged shot into the crowd of monks.

Bang bang bang. Three sounds sounded in a row, and a blood mist spread. The two monks were killed directly, the limp body collapsed on the ground, and the other monk with the sword body directly lost his left arm.

Screams rang out.

The scalps of many of the monks began to tingle, and if they were not caught, they would die.

One or two people exchanged glances and quietly retreated. Someone took the lead, and immediately someone left, and in a few breaths, more than half of the people left. The rest are those who pay for their own strength or are bold enough to live or die.

Just as the crowd quietly withdrew.

Poof, the man in the uniform fell to one knee on the ground.

"Qingning!" the woman in the skirt cried out in pain.

The man in the Taoist suit jumped violently into the crowd, and as soon as he jumped up, the inch under his feet was shot up by Yunshan's sword spell and shot up a cloud of dust.

"Yun Han, Qi Feng. Kill that woman!" Yun Shan commanded directly from the farthest place.