Hu Haifei fell to the opposite side of the red clothes.

"Heh, it's not simple, at a young age, it's the ninth level of spiritual vein realm cultivation, girl, how do you cultivate?"

"Puff ......"

Red-clothed shook his head slightly.

The sword in his hand shook suddenly.

The disciple of the Spirit Vein Realm Eightfold Fantasy Sect who was fighting with Chen Yiqiu next to him had his head flying directly!

"Cut, it's your business!"

The red clothes faced Hu Haifei of the Xuan Illusion Sect.

The sword shot out like lightning, easily killing a disciple of the Xuan Illusion Sect, and his actions were swift.

It's like I didn't see Hu Hai flying over.

"Wow, bastard girl actually looks down on you Uncle Hu?

Hu Haifei was angry.

It's like there's a volcano in my heart.

What's even more excessive is that he watched another Xuan Illusion Sect disciple die in front of him.

Anger surging.

Hu Haifei really didn't expect that this female disciple of the Xuan Illusion Sect would be so ruthless! The cultivation realm is also very good, such a person is not easy to deal with, and it can be seen at a glance that the cultivation is not inferior to him.

"Bastard!"

The corners of Hu Haifei's mouth twitched.

A broad-bladed treasure knife in his hand slashed fiercely at the head of the red cloth with the sound of the wind.

"Little Niangpi, let me show you how powerful my Xuan Illusion Sect disciple is, hahaha! Jiaolong goes to sea style ......" The sword appeared with a cold light with a strong killing intent.

The red coat stepped back.

Don't dare to take the attack from the opposite side, this handsome gray-clothed Xuan Illusion Sect disciple's sword is powerful and heavy, and he must not fight hard! But if he retreats too much, he will destroy the formation of the four people of the Fengming Sect.

What a hassle!

"Hmph!" Red snorted coldly.

The body swam flexibly, and the false swaying dodged the opponent's sharp blow, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed out gently.

Electric flint.

The red clothes do not retreat, but advance, and attack forward.

"Click......

Hu Haifei was taken aback.

I didn't expect this girl's body to be so flexible.

What a weird way to do it.

Hu Haifei's treasure knife blocked the soft sword of the red clothes, and the weapons of the two collided together.

"It's broken!"

Hu Hai hurriedly retreated, most of the power inspired by the treasure knife was gone, and the true yuan was flowing backwards in the meridians.

It hurts his body.

"Uh-huh......"

What the hell did he just go? He saw the red clothes approaching him, and he had no choice but to retreat his sword to resist and protect the vital point of his body.

The next second.

Hu Haifei was stunned to find that his own high-grade treasure knife was actually cut in two by the soft sword!

"So sharp!"

Hongyi was also taken aback.

The soft sword given by the sloppy old Taoist master was really good! The situation was dangerous just now, and if it weren't for the soft sword in her hand being so powerful, she might have been injured.

Tremble in the balance.

"Puff ......"

Hongyi's heart was ruthless, and his body actually gently crashed into the arms of this handsome young man.

The cold light is shining!

"Boom!" stabbed Hu Haifei in the chest. However, this attack did not work.

Red-clothed was a little stunned.

The soft sword was blocked by Hu Haifei's soft armor? It seems that the soft sword is not omnipotent. It shows that the soft armor on Hu Haifei's body is not ordinary.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Hu Haifei was so frightened that his soul flew away.

The cold light flashed, and his body was not seriously injured, but it was also a sharp pain in his chest. However, the soft sword came flexibly and wiped Hu Haifei's neck.

"Damn!"

Hu Haifei was angry.

The disciple of the Xuan Fantasy Sect who was watching the battle next to him, Lu Yang, the team leader of this trip, had a strange expression.

Nima.

What's going on?

Hu Haifei, a genius disciple who has always been arrogant. Why are you deflated like this? It turns out that the little girl of Feng Ming Sect on the opposite side is not simple.

She must have the ninefold peak cultivation of the Spirit Vein Realm, at such a young age, how could her cultivation be so high?

Lu Yang shook his head and continued to observe the fighting situation of several people. The disciples of the Xuan Fantasy Sect had an overwhelming advantage, but they were killed by that little girl one after another!

It's already visible at this moment......

The four people of the Fengming Sect are all at the cultivation level above the early stage of the Ninth Realm of the Spirit Vein Realm, and they are much stronger than the cultivation of the four people who were easily killed before.

Lu Yang's face was not good.

"Puff ......"

Liu Kuisheng received a blow in the shoulder. In an instant, blood flowed. The situation of the fight has changed abruptly.

Liu Kuisheng's heart was filled with angry fire, and the sword gently stabbed into the chest of the Xuan Illusion Sect disciple opposite.

"I don't want to die......"

"Hmph, this can't help you!"

Liu Kuisheng was speechless, looking at the bloody shoulders that had been split, but he didn't care.

It's too dangerous to fight like this! I didn't help the girl in red too much just now, you must know that there are four people in Feng Ming Sect, and his cultivation is also the second strongest, okay?

However, the disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect were too difficult.

The two of them are also at the pinnacle of the Spirit Vein Realm.

Liu Kuisheng deliberately suffered a serious injury in the shoulder before he was able to kill the gray boy opposite.

Injuries for lives.

This injury is really worth it!

Chen Yiqiu and Wu Jinwei next to him are also injured a lot, and their bodies are full of sword wounds, and they are desperately enduring the severe pain on their bodies.

"Ah, the miscellaneous pieces of the Xuan Illusion Sect, all of them are bastard bastards!" Chen Yiqiu scolded angrily.

"You deserve to die!"

Chen Yiqiu also scolded.

Desperately attacking the gray-clothed disciples of the Fantasy Sect. Now the situation, the four people of the Dead Phoenix Ming Sect are surrounded.

Hongyi shook his head lightly and smiled bitterly.

Fight to the end.

Will you be able to get out alive today? The chances of survival are very small......

These Fantasy Sect disciples are bullying the weak, and the cruelty and ruthlessness of the cultivation realm are bloodshed and fighting.

"Fight!"

Chen Yiqiu didn't cultivate seriously before, but now it's a little late to regret it. Facing a strong enemy at this moment, the only thing Chen Yiqiu can do is to work hard.

"Bell ......"

Swords collide, and there are many dangers.

After eating the best spirit fruit given by the red-clothed senior sister, Chen Yiqiu's cultivation broke through to the ninth level of the spirit vein realm, so that he could withstand the attacks of several people from the Xuan Illusion Sect.

Step by step crisis, very unwilling. I can't just die like this!

Wu Jinwei nodded, glanced at Chen Yiqiu coldly, and said in his heart that this kid began to squirt feces all over his mouth again, what good fruit did he have to eat to provoke the disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect?

Alas, a slut is a slut,

Can't change what to eat?

cough cough cough ......

Lu Yang's face was not good when he heard this, and he said angrily: "Hmph, haven't you all eaten? damn it!"

In the blink of an eye, three people died. Lu Yang's indifferent expression suddenly turned cold, how could this be? The four people of Feng Ming Sect were really so powerful?

Nima!

I was careless just now.

Watching from the sidelines is the behavior of fools.

In this way, seeing the three Xuan Illusion Sect disciples die in front of him, Lu Yang was furious in his heart, and looked at Hu Haifei coldly.

Hey, what's going on with this kid?

Is Hu Haifei soft?

Damn it.

Lu Yang's nose was crooked, and he found that the red-clothed moves opposite Hu Haifei were ruthless! and Hu Haifei could only resist, not attack vigorously.

This girl is amazing.

Feng Ming Sect actually has such a genius?

Gifted, the little girl is at most sixteen years old?

Lu Yang found that the situation of the fight was reversed. Feng Mingzong except for this little girl, everyone was injured a lot.

But it's still ...... The fighting spirit is high.

Then, Lu Yang looked at his Xuan Illusion Sect side, and three young disciples died in a short period of time.

It really can't be compared.

Depending on the situation, I feel that the egg hurts.

"Hu Haifei, why haven't you eaten? Nima is really, quickly step back and let the senior brother deal with this little girl!" Lu Yang shouted unhappily.