The monk surnamed Liu saw the magic sword coming, and in a hurry, he had to raise the short sword again to block.

The long sword was blocked, and the red-robed monk's wrist reversed and then stabbed the next sword. The monk surnamed Liu didn't have time to take back the short sword, so he had to turn around and come to the side of the red-robed monk to avoid this stabbing disaster.

The red-robed monk's other hand had already turned into a fist, and when the monk surnamed Liu came to his side, he punched at the monk surnamed Liu and hit it fiercely. The monk surnamed Liu couldn't dodge, and was hit in the side by a punch, and immediately retreated a few feet.

After struggling again for a long time, the monk surnamed Liu was unable to resist the wind and fell to the ground. The first few times the fall of the monk surnamed Liu was fake, just waiting for the red-robed monk to chase after him and sneak attack. But if he was deceived once or twice by such means, how could the red-robed monk be fooled again?

The red-robed monk threw out the magic sword, and with his finger sword, he slashed at the monk surnamed Liu with the magic sword in the air. The monk tried his best to exert his speed, but he finally didn't have time to catch up with the red-robed monk's magic sword.

The monk sighed lightly and offered the net in his hand to the monk surnamed Liu.

The red-robed monk smiled dumbly and said, "Don't you want to use this legal net to protect your companions?"

The monk did not answer, although the French Open was out, the speed of his feet did not decrease. When the legal net was approaching the monk surnamed Liu, the magic sword had also come to his side. I saw that the legal net did not protect the monk surnamed Liu, but wrapped the magic sword of the red-robed monk in it.

The red-robed monk snorted coldly, and the sword body of the Imperial Control Law Sword swirled, and the Law Net immediately turned into fragments, becoming a waste treasure. And the French monk finally caught up with the fallen monk surnamed Liu and sent the monk surnamed Liu safely to the ground.

Seeing that the monk surnamed Liu really had no power to resist, the red-robed monk picked up the magic sword and went straight to the two.

The fighting method of hand-to-hand combat is extremely rare in immortal cultivation, and it is not surprising that the scattered cultivation is a little better, but the red-robed monk is also a master in this. Originally, the red-robed monk was still afraid of the monk surnamed Liu, but since the monk surnamed Liu had no power to resist at this moment, the two of them were like lambs to be slaughtered in the eyes of the red-robed monks, fish on the chopping board.

Before the red-robed monk stepped forward, there was a loud bang behind him. The red-robed monk followed the sound and looked back, only to find a sea of fire coming straight towards him.

The red-robed monk's figure retreated sharply, and then the Snow River armor emitted a blue light. When the sea of fire met this blue light, its power was reduced by three points. Before the red-robed monk could settle down, several wind blades suddenly appeared around him. And with the help of the wind blade, the power of the sea of fire became stronger again.

The red-robed monk couldn't dodge, and was suddenly overwhelmed by the sea of fire, and several wind blades shuttled back and forth in the sea of fire.

The monk surnamed Liu and the monk of the French Open watched what happened in mid-air and tried to find the perpetrators. But where can the two of them find Xun Huan hidden under the hidden shadow crown?

The sea of fire retreated, and the wind blade disappeared without a trace, and a figure appeared within the sea of fire. This person's red robe was already tattered, several scars had appeared on his arms, and his long hair was also scorched yellow by the fire at the moment.

The red-robed monk's eyes widened with rage, and he looked around for someone who had secretly attacked. After seeing that there was no trace of the person around, he shouted loudly: "Monk Wuna, don't be that coward who secretly attacks, dare to show up and fight me?"

Xun Huan remained silent, but he had already secretly quietly changed his direction. Without the three of them noticing, Xun Huan had already come to the side of the two monks surnamed Liu.

The red-robed monk saw that the person who was secretly attacking was very hidden, and he didn't think that he would easily show up. After thinking about it, it is better to kill the two loose cultivators first, and then say, the province has many long nights and dreams.

Since he knew that someone was hiding in the dark, how could the red-robed monk have reservations when he made a move? Since he spared no effort to mobilize his ten successful forces, he killed the two of them first.

The red-robed monk came to the two of them in an instant, raised the magic sword in his hand and slashed it. In a panic, the monk took out an object from his cache to block. Who knew that the red-robed monk's slash was so powerful that the whole arm of the French monk was like an electric shock.

The French monk was unable to stand on his feet under the blow, half of his leg was weak, and he knelt down on one knee. Fortunately, the red-robed monk was also affected by the force of the countershock, and the magic sword in his hand was shaken to the back of his shoulder.

The monk was about to take advantage of this to stand up, but when he saw the red-robed monk turn his right hand hard, he had already thrown the magic sword in his hand through the air at an extremely strange angle. At the same time, the red-robed monk's figure rotated clockwise, caught the thrown magic sword with his free left hand, and with the power of turning, he immediately slashed the second sword at the monk of the French net.

In the panic of the French monk, he didn't have time to return the thing blocked in his hand, so he subconsciously had to protect himself with his arm. In a hurry, it is better to lose an arm than to lose a life.

The monk had already expected what his fate would be, resisting the magic sword slashed by the red-robed monk with one hand, throwing away the weapon in his hand with the other, grabbing the shirt of the monk surnamed Liu and about to retreat.

But until the monk took a few steps back, he still didn't feel the pain in his arm.

The French monk frowned and saw the red-robed monk standing in the distance in a very strange posture. The red-robed monk's body was half-slanted, and the magic sword in his hand fell in the air, no matter how hideous the red-robed monk's face was and how hard his arm was, the magic sword in his hand was as stable as Mount Tai, and it would never drop by half a point.

At this time, the three of them detected that under the red-robed monk's magic sword, there was a fluctuation of spiritual breath. Even after the action has been made, this spiritual breath is still only looming, which shows how deeply this person is hidden.

"It's you!" the three said in unison.

was discovered, and Xun Huan had no need to hide again. Put away the hidden shadow crown, Xun Huan appeared in front of the three of them generously.

"I'm looking for you, are you planning to take the initiative to send you to death?" Before he finished speaking, the red-robed monk's face changed.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's already a sixth-level spiritual cultivator. But so what, today is your time of death. ”

Xun Huan recognized that this red-robed monk was the one who had blocked him in the formation before. This eighth-level spiritual cultivation has been formed for a long time.

And the two scattered corrections behind him are Liu Zhiding and one of his companions, although Xun Huan doesn't know his name and surname, he has been together for a few days.

The red-robed monk and Xun Huan were in close contact with each other, and they were separated with a touch. Xun Huan's fighting method has always been passive defense, but now that he has been reborn, Xun Huan is ready to move, and he actually wants to take the initiative.

Xun Huan sacrificed the magic sword and turned it into Dao sword qi to attack the red-robed monk. The red-robed monk also sacrificed the magic sword in his hand, and used the magic sword to connect Xun Huan's magic sword. Xun Huan's left hand was already ready to go, and a violet flame mist went straight towards the red-robed monk.

The two of them were only a few feet apart, and the red-robed monk couldn't dodge at such a close distance, so he could only protect his face with his arms and forcibly carry Xun Huan's violet flame mist.

The violet flame mist is Xun Huan's better means at this time, and with this moment of cultivation, he can exert his power by three points stronger than before.

It's just that this violet flame mist is huge, but after the flames disperse, the red-robed monk still doesn't move.

The red-robed monk's sleeves had already turned to ashes in the violet flame mist, and even his black hair was a little burnt. What is completely different from this is that the snow river armor on his body faintly emits light.

The red-robed monk's face turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You really me off!"