Feng Hui was anxious and angry, locking his sand snake body, containing a large amount of true qi, although it would not corrode his physical body, it was also tight and difficult to move.

"Bang!"

Feng Hui raised his hand with difficulty and punched a hole in the python's body, and then the Zhan Tian Halberd emerged and slashed forward.

"Boom!"

The force of the slash cut off the python's body, and hit the two sword qi, the light on the halberd shone brightly, and Feng Hui was shocked and flew out.

Yang Qingxuan was no better, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the shock flew out. Transforming into a sand guardian has already consumed him a lot, not to mention that Feng Hui's strength is directly three levels higher than him, and every move is a gritted tooth fight.

"Poof!"

The two of them each squirted a mouthful of blood and landed on the yellow sand, their faces equally pale.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Feng Hui stood up, propped up the halberd on the ground, and looked at the pitted skin like a clod of soil on his body, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

Originally, I thought that Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan could be easily crushed when they were caught, so they used the Void Desolate Heavenly Trick prematurely to let their flesh be counterattacked, but who knew that they couldn't fight hard, and now their flesh has had an extremely adverse reaction.

"Oh, it's been devoured. ”

Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, seeing Feng Hui's state in his eyes, he would not give up this opportunity, he shook his five fingers into the void, grabbed the hundred ghosts and rushed up at night. After a few steps, he flashed in front of Feng Hui and slashed unceremoniously with a sword.

"Bang!"

Feng Hui raised his halberd and carried it, and both of them were shocked apart.

Although Feng Hui was devoured by the desolate qi, Yang Qingxuan was no better, he staggered back a few steps, but as soon as he stepped on his feet, he turned into a giant sand python and chased after him.

Feng Hui's face was as pale as paper, in fact, his strength at the moment was still above Yang Qingxuan, but his physical fitness, willfulness, martial spirit, and supernatural powers were far inferior to the other party, and if he was forcibly consumed like this, it was inevitable that both sides would lose.

In a hurry, he glanced into the distance, where his men were fighting with the people of the Drunken Tower, and they couldn't pull out their hands to help.

A sense of shame is born in the heart, but it is clear that the latter is more important than life.

After Feng Hui pondered, he took out two talismans and pasted them on his calves, and his legs immediately stepped on the golden light, and he took a step and left.

In one step, he shrunk into inches, and directly distanced himself from Yang Qingxuan.

"What? want to go!"

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and he spent so much energy, just for the sake of that essence blood, he was naturally unwilling to fall short and chased after him.

The two of them chased me in the air, getting farther and farther away from Zuixiaolou and the others, and Uncle Qin and the others also appeared, but Feng Hui was not their purpose, so they didn't bother to care, and they were bent on fighting with those martial artists, wanting to rescue or kill Tang Xi.

After Yang Qingxuan chased after him for a while, Xian Fenghui's figure continued to shrink, proving that the distance was getting bigger and bigger, and his face suddenly became a little difficult to see.

"I really don't understand, just let me shoot, one blow can kill this person, why fight so hard. The voice of the ancient scorpion came from inside the star ring, and it chewed on the Xuanmu thorns, and said indifferently.

"If you understand, then you are not a star, but you are the Holy Lord. ”

Yang Qingxuan snorted, Shazhi's body continued to disintegrate in the air, slowly growing cyan feathers, and in the blink of an eye, it took on a new look, turning into a Qingluan Divine Bird, and its wings "fluttered" and unfolded, and there were thousands of flames.

Although Qingluan is not a celestial bird known for its degree, it is one of the five phoenixes after all, and it spreads its wings and flies, and its degree is more than doubled, and where it flies, it leaves a long fire track, which is very conspicuous and dazzling.

"What?!"

After a while, the gap between the two began to narrow, Feng Hui turned his head and looked at the heroic Qingluan, stunned, "What the hell is he...... What kind of martial soul do you have?!"

When I thought of my martial soul, my heart was dripping with blood, if it weren't for the martial soul garbage, my achievements should not be so low.

"Whew!"

Qingluan seemed to burn out all his strength, swept over Feng Hui, and then hurriedly turned around and circled on it, his entire body burning.

Half of the sky was filled with cyan flames, constantly compressing into the middle, and finally condensing to the size of a person, slowly revealing Yang Qingxuan's figure.

The embarrassment and wounds all over his body were completely gone, and a new momentum burst out from Yang Qingxuan's body, locking Feng Hui extremely fiercely.

A pair of eyes as bright as stars, in sharp contrast to Feng Hui's shocked, dull, and even desperate gaze.

"Wheeled Sea...... Medium-term ......"

Feng Hui said in a daze, his heart fell to the bottom, he completely gave up resisting and escaping, and stood there in a daze.

Yang Qingxuan restrained the breath of his whole body, and slowly flew down from the air, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The crimson ancient scorpion also stopped gnawing on the Xuanmu thorns, and said sluggishly, "You...... You are using his power to suppress ...... to impact the mid-term ...... of the wheel sea"

Yang Qingxuan said indifferently: "Yes, only the pressure of life and death can stimulate the potential in the body and achieve results that are difficult to achieve in ordinary cultivation." With you, the master of the Shattered Nirvana Realm, I have nothing to fear in this battle, and the only thing I am worried about is his father Feng Yangqiu. When the underground palace was destroyed and appeared hundreds of miles away from the Void Heaven City, I knew that I would definitely win, so I decided to use him to practice my skills and help me break through to the middle stage of the wheel sea. Sure enough, it lived up to my hard work. ”

Hua Xie Yu was full of praise and appreciation.

The crimson ancient scorpion was lying there, with green flashes in its eyes, and it didn't say anything, and continued to eat slowly.

"You win, kill me. ”

Feng Hui still had the halberd on the side, closed his eyes, and looked like he was waiting for death.

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Not afraid of death, it can be regarded as a bit of courage." Kill you or not, don't say anything, hand over that drop of desolate essence blood first, maybe I can let you go. ”

Feng Hui slowly opened his eyes, revealing a look of disbelief, and said, "Are you willing to let me go?" and then frowned again, and said suspiciously: "The essence blood of the desolate clan...... What's that?"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed greatly, and seeing that he was not lying, he said angrily: "Didn't Feng Yangqiu give you a drop of the essence blood of the desolate clan in order to let you cultivate the desolate clan exercises, which is used to restrain the desolate qi from backlash?!"

Feng Hui was stunned, his eyebrows furrowed, and he was silent for a while before he said, "I don't know where you heard the news, but I really don't have the essence blood of the Desolate Clan." If you can restrain the desolate spirit, can you win this battle?"

Yang Qingxuan immediately realized that there was a problem, could it be that he was tricked by Drunken Xiaolou?

But it's not like it, Zuixiaolou took out a stand-in talisman and an ancient treasure as collateral, and the gesture is not small, and the appearance of Uncle Qin and Xiao Da at that time was indeed not lying, what is going on?

Yang Qingxuan thought for a while.

\/\/ Strive to finish the fourth update before 12 o'clock.

：。 ：