Yue Xianglong held the flute in his hand, and a blazing true qi burst out from his body.

Su Xue'er pointed at Yue Xianglong and shouted, "Senior Brother Dou is barehanded, you are holding a flute, what's the matter?"

Yue Xianglong said: "In this round of fighting, you people from the Vermilion Bird Sect can take weapons, and I can use this flute enough." ”

"What, use the flute as a weapon and challenge our Vermilion Bird Sect, this is too much to take our Vermilion Bird Sect seriously!" Everyone in the Vermilion Bird Sect was furious.

A disciple threw a sword at Dou Xian and shouted, "Senior Brother Dou, teach him a hard lesson, let him know that he knows how powerful our Vermilion Bird Sect is." ”

Dou Xian took the sword, drew the sword out of its sheath, and danced a sword flower, and the sword qi on the blade was like a white flame, entwining and burning.

Xia Yu looked at Dou Xian, Dou Xian's attainments in swordsmanship are even higher than him, this Suzaku Eighteen Generals didn't blow out the first place, and they really have real skills.

However, Xia Yu looked at Yue Xianglong again, and was a little worried in his heart, this Yue Xianglong Demon was demonic, revealing a strange aura, I am afraid that I will do something, I don't know if Dou Xian can withstand it.

Dou Xian condensed his sword qi there, Yue Xianglong saw it, and smiled slightly, as if Dou Xian's two strokes were a child's trick, and he couldn't get into his eyes.

Seeing that Yue Xianglong was so arrogant, Dou Xian was furious, took his sword, and rushed towards Yue Xianglong, he wanted to give Yue Xianglong a lesson that he would never forget for a lifetime, so that he would never dare to underestimate the Vermilion Bird Sect again.

Dou Xian launched a charge, Yue Xianglong stood there, unhurried, picked up the flute in his hand, put it to his mouth, and blew it slowly.

"This guy still has the heart to play the flute, could it be like Yang Yinglong, crazy?" Qin Hao looked at Yue Xianglong with a sneer.

Juniper looked solemn and said, "I don't think this Yue Xianglong is crazy, there is something strange hidden in his flute. ”

Wen Xinyi said: "Juniper is right, this Yue Xianglong is by no means as easy to deal with as it seems. ”

Yue Xianglong blew the flute, and Dou Xian frowned, feeling an invisible murderous aura sweeping over.

The surrounding disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect couldn't see the clue, and when they saw Dou Xian suddenly stop, they were all puzzled, and said, "What's wrong with Senior Brother Dou, rush, teach that bastard of the Blue Dragon Sect a hard lesson." ”

Dou Xian's perception was much stronger than that of ordinary disciples, and he felt that the flute sound had turned into an invisible blade, overwhelming the sky and attacking him.

Dou Xian stopped, brandished his sword, and slashed there.

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect couldn't see the invisible blade that the flute had turned into, and they were inexplicable, and said, "What is Senior Brother Dou doing, what is he chopping?"

"Oh, you see, Senior Brother Dou's clothes are torn, no, Senior Brother Dou's face has been cut with blood!"

The attack of the invisible blade was very fierce, Dou Xian's eyes couldn't see, he could only use his perception to feel those sharp blades, and after resisting for a while, Dou Xian's clothes were torn, and a bloody cut was made on his face.

Dou Xian hurriedly stepped back, panting, a little embarrassed, glaring at Yue Xianglong.

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect were furious, pointed at Yue Xianglong, and shouted, "You use demonic arts!"

"The use of demonic arts by a famous and decent disciple is simply insulting the face of your Qinglong Sect Ancestor!"

"Shameless with hex, shameless with hex!" ......

Yue Xianglong looked at those Vermilion Bird Sect disciples and said lightly: "I'm a flute blade, I don't even understand this, it's really a group of turtles." ”

Dou Xian took a few breaths and continued to rush forward, Yue Xianglong smiled and continued to play the flute, and the flute began to become rapid.

With a rapid flute sounding, countless lights appeared in the air, and these lights were colorful, transforming into the shapes of weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and shooting towards Dou Xian.

Dou Xian brandished his sword and struck at these blades of light, and the sharp sword struck the blades of light, clanging and splashing a spark.

There was a hint of surprise in Yue Xianglong's expression, he didn't expect Dou Xian to be calm in the face of these light blades.

Yue Xianglong blushed, and played the flute desperately, the flute sound was almost to the extreme, and the blade of light was like a storm, hitting Dou Xian.

Dou Xian was sweating profusely and stood back as he resisted the blade of light.

There were more and more blades of light, and they actually surrounded Dou Xian in a circle, like a huge cover.

"Senior Brother Dou!"

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect shouted nervously.

Sun Qilin laughed, played a majestic role again, and shouted: "Xiang Long, it's good, this first disciple of the Vermilion Bird Sect is nothing more than that." ”

Dou Xian was trapped, surrounded by the Blade of Light, which emitted a loud noise that stimulated Dou Xian's eardrums.

Dou Xian waved his sword, slashed for a while, but did not slash the cover, felt that there was liquid flowing down from his ear, reached out and touched it, and before he knew it, Dou Xian's ear had been pricked and bleeding.

Dou Xian roared, tried his best, and slashed up with a sword according to the cover, with a bang, the sky collapsed, and the cover was finally cut open, and the corners of Dou Xian's mouth and ears were bleeding, staggering, and he was about to fall.

"Senior Brother Dou!" Several Vermilion Bird Sect disciples stepped forward to support Dou Xian.

Yue Xianglong glared at Dou Xian and the people of the Vermilion Bird Sect viciously, and secretly shouted in his heart: "You bastards, all go and die!"

Yue Xianglong played the flute, letting the flute turn into a blade of light, and flew towards the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect were very panicked and scattered and fled, and when Sun Qilin and the disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect saw it, they laughed.

Xia Yu frowned and asked Elder Wang beside him, "Elder Wang, do you have any pills on you?"

"What are you going to do?" Elder Wang asked.

Xia Yu said: "I'll take a few pills to replenish my vitality, and go up to teach this bastard a lesson." ”

Elder Wang said, "You have already taken a lot of pills today, and if you take the pills again, your body will not be able to stand it. ”

Xia Yu stretched out his palm and said, "I know my body, it's okay, Elder Wang, give me the pill." ”

Elder Wang hesitated for a moment, took out a pill, and said, "This time the Heavenly Replenishment Yuan Pill ......"

Before Elder Wang's words were finished, Xia Yu grabbed the Huitian Replenishment Yuan Pill and threw it into his mouth.

Yue Xianglong used the flute sound blade technique to attack the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect, Jiang Songling was furious and shouted, "This is a battle between two people, you don't want to hurt the innocent!"

Sun Qilin said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jiang, why bother to be so angry, juniors are playing, it doesn't hurt." ”

Jiang Songling clenched his fists and wanted to teach Yue Xianglong a lesson in person.

Sun Qilin said: "Senior Brother Jiang, if you are an elder and go to beat a junior, you will lose your identity. ”

At this moment, like a meteor, a stone flew out of the crowd, pierced the air, burned, dragged its long tail, and struck towards Yue Xianglong.

Yue Xianglong hurriedly put away the flute and stepped back, the stone was wrapped in a cloud of scorching true qi, flying past Yue Xianglong's cheek, and drawing a bloody mark on Yue Xianglong's cheek.

"Who's it, who's it?!"

Yue Xianglong is a person who loves beauty, and now he broke his appearance, jumped like thunder, looked around, and shouted.

"You idiot, you don't even know who hit you," Xia Yu walked out of the crowd.

Yue Xianglong glared at Xia Yu viciously and shouted, "You threw that stone just now?"

Xia Yu coaxed, cocked his thumb, pointed to his nose, and said, "That's right, I threw it away." ”

"Okay, it's good if you dare to admit it," Yue Xianglong said to Xia Yu and played the flute.

The sound of the flute floated up, turning into a blade of light again, spinning, as if it was about to cut the entire space into pieces, and swept towards Xia Yu.

Xia Yu held the sword in his hand, used the killing sword technique, and slashed at those light blades, and a spark shone around Xia Yu.

Yue Xianglong smiled: "Boy, you use this stupid method to crack my flute blade, it's really stupid, I'll see how many nails you can grind when you are covered in iron." ”

Yue Xianglong's flute sound became more and more urgent, and the light blades that were transformed into more and more were also increasing, surrounding Xia Yu from all directions.

Dou Xian clutched his chest and shouted, "Be careful, don't be surrounded by that light blade!"

As soon as Dou Xian's words were shouted, the pieces of light blades gathered together, forming a large cover that covered Xia Yu.

Xia Yu was trapped in the cover, and saw that the pieces of light blades were spinning rapidly, making a harsh sound of metal rubbing.

Xia Yu swung his sword and slashed over, and the blade slashed on the light blade, and immediately bounced up, shocking him to the pain.

Yue Xianglong said: "Boy, even if you have three heads and six arms today, you can't escape my net. ”

Yue Xianglong played the flute, controlling the light blade cover to shrink little by little, and wanted to twist Xia Yu into a pile of meat sauce.

Xia Yu was inside the shield of the blade of light, wielding a sharp sword, and kept hitting, and the muffled sound came out through the cover of the blade of light, looking so helpless and desperate.

Jiang Songling wanted to go up to rescue Xia Yu, but Sun Qilin blocked in front of Jiang Songling and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, juniors are talking, let's just watch from the side as elders, don't make a move, don't make jokes." ”

Jiang Songling glared at Sun Qilin, looking at the shroud of the light blade, not knowing if Xia Yu could hold it.

The shroud of the blade shrank smaller and smaller, and the interior space was small enough to fit one person.

Yue Xianglong laughed and said, "Your Vermilion Bird Sect's talented disciples are too bad, and this is about to turn into a pool of blood." ”

Elder Wang couldn't help it, he didn't care about his identity, a wave of true qi surged out, and he was about to fly forward to rescue Xia Yu.

Elder Wang was just about to make a move, when there was a bang, thunder exploded, and the sky collapsed.

Everyone was stunned as the shroud of the blade of light flashed with a dazzling white light and exploded.

The white light dissipated, everyone rubbed their eyes, and after a closer look, Xia Yu was holding a sword and glaring at Yue Xianglong angrily.

"You're going to turn me into blood, right, I'll have a good time with you," Xia Yu's body exuded a chill.