The evil cultivator casually threw out a slap, and a series of black mist followed behind the slap, slapping the two brothers and sisters of Nalan Tide.

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Nalan Tide and Nalan Yunxi were cracked all over their bodies, blood spurted out of the cracks, and lightning slammed headlong to the right.

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With an understatement of the slap, the golden body was smashed, and the two brothers and sisters of Nalan Tide lost their combat effectiveness.

The person who snatched the house patted the Nalan tide, and then looked at Shen Xianxun.

"Your Excellency is mighty!" cheered Black Armor.

"Noise!" the losers didn't even look at each other.

Raising his right hand, he rolled up a puff of black gas and knocked the black armor and black knife away.

At the same time as the evil cultivator raised his hand, Shen Xian moved.

Beat Nalan Tidal on the ground with a gesture, the other party's strength is much stronger than him, and if he hides it again, he won't even have the strength to do it, and he can't care about exposing it, and it is important to save his life.

"Lei Fa can suppress the evil!"

"Thunderball!"

Crackling......

Shen Xianxun's body was surrounded by electric snakes, and suddenly thunder appeared, like a thunder god descending from the mortal world.

The thunder and lightning are swift, and the evil cultivation is faster.

Moved his fingers.

The gloomy black qi enveloped the thunder and lightning shot out by Shen Xianxun, and all of them were suppressed and returned to the other party.

First, thunder and lightning struck, and then a cold and evil aura invaded the body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Shen Xianxun was in front, taking most of the damage, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and lay on his back on the ground.

Wang Yue, Yang Ning, and Fan Yun were knocked unconscious as soon as they saw each other, and their breath was weak.

The three of them have average physique, average qualifications, and average cultivation, even if Shen Xianxun bears eight or nine out of ten injuries, the remaining little is enough for them to bear.

A blink of an eye.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and then he was electrocuted and unconscious.

Fast!

It's too fast.

It's almost Shen Xianxun, and this party has a kind of black fog with its own thunder

"Ahem........."

Shen Xianxun stood up with a carp, covered his chest, pressed down with his left hand, and then raised it up, making a gesture of starting up.

Thunder and lightning came out of his body, and his resistance to thunder and lightning far surpassed that of Wang Yue and the others.

If you are not paralyzed, it is the real cause of pain

The four crystal clear Han swords were lined up, protecting the whole body of the initiator while taking up the battle.

"No matter, hold it off for now. ”

"!" The Cultivator looked at the Gang Mantra with a hesitant look in his eyes.

The eyes are very .........

It's like an ordinary person thinking about whether to catch a mouse with his bare hands.

If you don't scratch it, you can't get angry, and if you scratch it, you're afraid of being bitten.

He hesitated for ten breaths.

The Evil Cultivator spilled a handful of cold black gas.

Airplanes......

The spell trembled, and the sword body evolved into a large phantom, and a sword shattered into dots of spiritual power.

A sword is missing.

Four becomes three.

Snatch away the evil cultivator and move again.

The body of the sword trembled, and three became two.

Shen Xianxun was not calm.

After two more spells, the spell disappeared, and he became a fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered by him.

"You can't sit still, even if you drag it out, you can bring a few of them. ”

The cultivator raised his hand.

Airplanes.........

Two turns into one.

The Chengying Sword spun around in Shen Xianxun's hand, suddenly stopped, held the sword in both hands, and suddenly pressed into the ground.

The evil cultivator raised his hand.........

At the same time that the last Han sword was consumed, Shen Xian looked for anger and sank into the dantian, and shouted:

"Sword Trick!"

Boom!!!

On the top of the evil cultivator's head, there was a sword caries dozens of times larger than him

The smell is just as ancient.

But it is more dignified, majestic, and awe-inspiring.

The blade of the sword condensed, and the sword pressure of the sword technique "pressed" it in place.

Originally, it was like an ownerless spirit, and the pale gray mist that disappeared with the wind could not be dispersed.

The black mist tentatively slammed into the outside a few times.

Useless.

At this time, the sword trick fell.

Evil cultivators can only passively resist.

The black mist scattered all over the place rushed up along the body of the cultivator.

Click!

A tornado-like black mist enveloped the sword technique.

Whether it was the black mist or the sword technique, they were all consumed at an extremely terrifying rate.

When ice cubes are put into hot water, the ice cubes melt and the hot water becomes cooler and no longer harmful.

The speed at which the sword technique was inserted into the black mist became sluggish, and the sword body was visibly dissolved by the black mist, and the black mist became fainter and fainter.

At this time, the fight is that whoever has more inventory can win.

The cultivator looked nervous, staring at the falling sword technique, and when he found that the sword technique seemed to be unable to penetrate the black mist tornado, he smiled with satisfaction.

Shen Xianxun's head was covered with sweat.

The sword technique has been slowly exhausted.

He turned around and ran with the two of them, put them on his shoulders, jumped onto a stone to borrow his strength, and swooped to the top of the tree.

Shen Xianxun turned his head and ran at the same time.

Boom.

The sword technique "Canglang", which was consumed to the size of a silver needle, fell on the shoulder of the evil cultivator.

There was a crackling sound of bones crackling, and the entire arm of the left hand of the cultivator, from the shoulder to the palm, was stirred into mud from top to bottom.

“...............”

The evil cultivator glanced at his left hand.

Silent,

There is no hatred either.

The figure disappeared in place.

When he appeared at the top of the tree again, he slapped Shen Xianxun's back.

Shen Xianxun: "!?"

The wind blew fiercely at the top of the tree, and half of the leaves fell like a whirlwind cloud.

Rumble!

A black dot shot out from the top of the tree and slammed into the ground.

Wang Yue and Yang Ning hung on the branches, and Shen Xianxun was caught off guard and didn't catch the two of them steadily.

"Ahem......... Shen Xianxun looked discouraged, raised his head and spit out the mud and sand in his mouth.

"Made, several more bones have been broken. The force of the impact almost shifted his internal organs into one place.

The elbow was in sharp pain, trembling and trying to get up, and just half of his body was propped up, the back of his neck was grabbed, and then he was thrown up and grabbed by the throat.

Shen Xianxun, whose feet were hanging in the air, struggled desperately, and with a grip of his right hand, the green steel sword slashed at his head.

The evil cultivator's momentum shook off Shen Xianxun's green steel sword.

"Cangzong, your skin is good, I will accept it. The evil cultivator looked at Shen Xianxun with satisfaction, and smiled miserably.

"Yes...... Isn't it, I won't hide it from you...... My body...... It's very sought-after, you ...... Do you want ...... First ask me if the guy in my body agrees!" Shen Xianxun smiled instead of being angry.

Snatching the Evil Cultivator: "Huh?"

Shen Xianxun took advantage of his daze, his face was flushed, and he hissed and shouted with all his might: "Yudu, if you don't fuck come out again, Lao Tzu will hang up." ”

"You can hold on to it for so long, yes, you have grown. ”

"Next, leave it to the old man. ”

"Your uncle's ...... Finally... Ken came out........." Shen Xianxun scolded secretly.

Over, Shen Xianxun rolled his eyes and fainted.

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Poof!

Shen Xianxun fell into the water, and he came to the surface.

Shen Xianxun's body brushed and opened his eyes.

The pupils were pitch black, deep and invisible, and an even more ancient and evil aura suppressed the evil cultivators, filling the entire valley.