The person at the head looked at Leng Yao and Chen Jiangyan viciously. Since you don't take off your mask, don't think about leaving any of them, leave them all.

After speaking, the young man led by him sacrificed his magic weapon, which was somewhat special. Packed into a disc, Leng Yao had seen countless magic weapons before, but he had never seen such a strange magic weapon. And it seems that the grade is still a heaven-level yellow-level magic weapon, which belongs to the upper level magic weapon.

There is a machine spirit inside. Make this magic weapon more flexible, vigorous, and spiritual.

There are so many people today, and there may be many such masters in the year after tomorrow, Chen Jiangyan is a little frightened, because she only painted for the Ouyang family the day before, and her spiritual power has not yet recovered to its peak. Today may be a little overwhelming.

Chen Jiangyan took out a paintbrush and turned his back to Leng Yao. Stand opposite to each other.

Chen Jiangyan said, maybe we are going to die here today, my spiritual power has not yet recovered, and I am only half of the peak.

I couldn't hold out for long. Leng Yao said, it's okay, I'll solve three, you can solve two.

No, I'll consume a wave of the spiritual power of the five of them first. You go up again, but it may last more than ten minutes at most.

It's okay, take this magic brush of yours first, draw a few people out to deal with these people, now your spiritual power is enough to draw a few people.

In my current state, I can only draw two.

Okay, then draw two, and I'm afraid that you won't have the spiritual power to escape after a while, and today the two of us will either die or be injured.

"Uh-huh!!"

It's worth dying with a straightforward boy.

Leng Yao's eyes have a black line, this girl loves to tell jokes.

They didn't care about so much, so they sacrificed their magic weapons and started a new round of battle with these five people.

Chen Jiangyan drew twice in the air with a pen, silently reciting the obscure law in his mouth. Immediately, two fluttering fairies came out of the void.

The aura of cultivation exuded by their bodies was the same as Chen Jiangyan's, they were all at the peak of cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage.

At this time, the light blue robes of the two of them swayed without wind, like the uniforms worn by fairies, without lines. Natural and the same color as heaven and earth. Blend more perfectly. No blemish could be found. That beautiful face will be hooked at a glance.

Let a few bigwigs fall into a short silence and appreciation, appreciating the unique temperament and beauty between heaven and earth.

Several people woke up from their obsession again, this is just a painting, how can it be hooked, it seems that such an important part of mind cultivation has not been strengthened. Several people silently thought the same thing in their hearts.

They instantly used their spiritual power to attack the two beauties.

Chen Jiangyan waved a pen in the air on the side, and the two people were like dolls strung together by threads. Commanded by Chen Jiangyan, they exude strong spiritual power.

Those few people poured the spiritual power that had been working long ago into the magic weapon power surface, and several people threw them into the air casually. The fluctuations formed by the violent spiritual power in the sky spread out towards the two beauties one by one.

Not to be outdone, these two beauties are not to be outdone. Holding the magic trick in his hand, there was a burst of spatial fluctuations, and the power of infinite squeezing came as promised in an instant. Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and the two energy riots collided. Shine a dazzling light. The piercing eyes hurt so much that they could barely open them, and the powerful air currents instantly spread out towards the surrounding thousands of kilometers away.

Several people flew directly into the air. Bypassed some places where energy fluctuated. and fluttered down. Like rain butterflies in the air.

Leng Yao picked a straw skewer and put it in his mouth, looking like a hanger. Watching Chen Jiangyan command two beautiful paintings and five Yuan Infant Cultivation Peak Cultivators.

It's fun to watch. Leng Yao said: Right, attack, left, attack.

He said it was as relaxed and enjoyable as a few friendly friends trying their martial arts.

Leng Yao didn't feel nervous at all. On the contrary, he amused himself, "Hit, beat them hard, these dog thieves!"

Chen Jiangyan couldn't cry or laugh, he was almost out of spiritual power, and he couldn't support it anymore, he was still screaming there, as if he was shouting more and more, and the sound decibel was getting higher and higher.

Chen Jiangyan was speechless to complain. She really can't do it, five people wheel fight. Instead of attacking Chen Jiangyan.

"This time, several people joined forces to attack Chen Jiangyan's two paintings!"

When Chen Jiangyan's physical strength is exhausted, there is not much spiritual power left. Both painters were torn to pieces by the energy fluctuations of the sword qi and magic weapons.

Chen Jiangyan flew to Leng Yao's side, it's time for you to play, you've seen enough!

"Uh-huh!!"

I've seen enough, now I'll rest, you can come and see. With a sneer, he flew towards the center of several loose cultivators.

Come on, a few bastards, bastards, play with the master. Leng Yao sacrificed his Sunset Sword. The whole body glows blue. His spiritual power continued to be injected into the sword god, and the sword suddenly shone with a light curtain, making it even more dazzling. Mixed with the brilliant beam of the sun, the whole person's eyes are almost unable to open.

The five scattered cultivators were scolded by Leng Yao like this, and they felt that their anger had increased greatly, and they were angry, and they wanted to eat some Leng Yao. Leng Yao flew to the middle of the lake. Step on the lotus leaf with one foot. This used to be his home, and he felt like he was still competing with the other family members as always.

But then the thought vanished. What are you thinking about yourself, what kind of competition are you still thinking about in the face of a strong enemy, are you looking for death? I don't want to live!"

You still have a promise to fulfill, and you still have to establish a sect!

Leng Yao held the sword with both hands, and the spiritual power began to be injected into the sword body again, and at this time, his powerful sword swung out, and the sword shadow was all over the sky. Each of these sword shadows came towards the fierce attack of a few people. The momentum that pierces the void. Several men crossed their swords to their chests.

The other one didn't have a sword, so he could only use the garden plate to send out a spiritual power shield to block it a foot around.

Leng Yao's sword momentum was like a broken bamboo. Attacking their shields with great momentum. Sent out every time

"Bell--"

The sound of the collision sounded in the clouds, but the offensive did not mean to weaken. The sword qi is constantly overwhelming, and it is constantly taking turns to attack the shield in waves. It didn't take a few spiritual shields to be vulnerable. was defeated. These people laughed and leaped up in the air, living the sharp blow just now. At first glance, he is a veteran with a lot of battlefield experience.

It's just that now Leng Yao's spiritual power has been consumed by half, and he hasn't solved these people yet.

When he wanted to use the last blow of the god-level Xingchenlu, there were four more Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators who were at the peak of their powerhouse, why were they so unlucky today, and all of them who came to kill him were Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators at the peak. These may be what Chen Jiangyan told him, the Ouyang family sent to kill his scattered cultivation masters.

This time, Leng Yao could not escape his fate, he sent a message to change Chen Jiangyan, and traveled north to the cave behind the waterfall twenty miles away.

Chen Jiang Yanyan stayed behind to fight with him against these eight loose cultivation masters, after all, they were now also friends of life and death who shared hardships together. Leng Yao asked her not to say goodbye to her mother-in-law, one death is much stronger than two deaths, and after a while, neither of them can leave, Chen Jiangyan tearfully flew towards the northern shield......

Leng Yaojun took it very tightly in his hand, and his spiritual power continued to be injected into the sword body, even if he couldn't beat a few people, at least when he died, he could still pull one or two cushions.