Each of the three style gods has the strength comparable to that of ** Teng Snake Tianyi, and their master is An Peiyao, who is highly profound, and the three style gods shot together, Yan Ning suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

Dongying's monsters are different from Huaxia's monsters, most of Huaxia's monsters are cultivated into demons, and their demon methods and charms are the same, while Dongying's monsters have their own tricky skills, and the things they know are also very different, so when Yan Ning faces them, he feels that the pressure is doubled, and if he is not careful, he is likely to fall into their trap.

Zhuang Xiaoya came to Yan Ning's side, helped Yan Ning block the blow of the flying head, and said to Yan Ning: "Yan Ning, capture the thief and capture the king first, I will stop them, go and deal with An Peiyao!"

Yan Ning nodded, telling Zhuang Xiaoya to be careful, and then he controlled the Kunwu Sword and flew towards An Peiyao.

An Peiyao had already prepared, and in the face of Yan Ning's Kunwu Sword, he recalled the Daocheng Temple Bell.

Yan Ning sneered, there are very few existences in the world that can block the Kunwu Sword by themselves, unless An Peiyao's Dao has reached the immortal realm, it is absolutely impossible to stop Kunwu!

But the next moment, Yan Ning's face changed.

The Daocheng Temple Bell does not exist in strength, so the Kunwu Sword can't hurt it at all, but is entangled by the Daocheng Temple Bell, as if it is stuck in a muddy pond and cannot be pulled out.

An Peiyao sneered: "Huaxia people, put away your arrogance, otherwise you will die an ugly death!"

"Really?" Yan Ning smiled, "I think it's been too long since we Huaxia people have come to bully you, and you almost forget the skills of Huaxia people!"

Originally, Yan Ning had almost forgotten the skills of dealing with Dongying monsters, but it was the previous Xiujiayun who reminded him.

With Yan Ning's Taoism in Huaxia, he basically faced some big demons who were about to become immortals, so he had been using various spells to deal with the enemy, but on Dongying's side, although these monsters were powerful, in the final analysis, their essence had not changed, they were all evil things, and the best way to deal with evil things was to use Maoshan Dao Technique!

"The ocean, the sunrise in the east, I give the spirit talisman, sweep the ominous, spit the fire of the mountains, the light of the Fu Feimen, mention the strange all over the world, break the plague and eat the King Kong with the year, subdue the demon dead, turn into auspicious, Taishang Laojun Wu Ji Ji is like the law !!"

Yan Ning recited the spell of the evil exorcism spell, and saw a golden light erupt from the Kunwu sword, and the Daocheng Temple Bell was suddenly so frightened that he almost screamed, and he retreated again and again, looking at Yan Ning with a trace of fear in his eyes, obviously the evil exorcism spell just now had caused it a lot of damage.

When An Peiyao saw this scene, not only did he not worry, but he had an expression of successful trickery, Yan Ning's face changed, and he hurriedly turned around, only to see that the head of the flying head barbarian was separated, its body pressed against Zhuang Xiaoya, and its head was gnawing fiercely on Zhuang Xiaoya's arm, frantically sucking Zhuang Xiaoya's blood!

"Demon, don't get out of here!"

Yan Ning let out a loud shout, and casually let out an evil spell, and the flying head man quickly loosened his mouth and flew into the air, with intestines attached to the lower part of its neck, and the blood that had just been sucked away by it could be seen.

Zhuang Xiaoya kicked at Feitouman's body and shouted to Yan Ning: "I have nothing to do, don't be distracted!"

At this time, Feitouman actually laughed, and said some language that everyone couldn't understand, and only An Peiyao understood its meaning: "Interesting, the blood of this Chinese woman is not ordinary, Feitouman said that it sucked your blood and became several times stronger!"

Zhuang Xiaoya's face was ugly, she was a demon body, and the blood in her body was naturally demon blood, even a person in the realm of half-immortals like Guan Zixuan had to fight her idea, not to mention a monster like Feitouman, how much benefit could she get by sucking her blood.

Yan Ning didn't say a word, and slashed a sword on the body of the flying head man, but saw that its body recovered quickly like a zombie, which showed that it had transformed into an artificial demon physique, and it was even more difficult to kill this flying head man.

In this distraction, the bridge on the side suddenly cried in a low voice, her cry was tactful and melodious, with endless sadness in her resentment, if ordinary people heard her cry, they were afraid that they would lose consciousness in an instant, immersed in endless pain, and lose themselves.

Yan Ning's mind was all on Zhuang Xiaoya and Feitouman, and he was unguarded against Qiao Ji, Qiao Ji's cry came into Yan Ning's ears, Yan Ning frowned deeply: "Xiaoya, hurry up and cover your ears, don't let Qiao Ji control our minds!"

"Give up resistance, even if you are an immortal, you can't resist the cry of Hashihime!" said An Peiyao proudly.

Zhuang Xiaoya's will was far less firm than Yan Ning's, so she had already faintly reacted, and her actions against Feitouman began to slow down, and within a few minutes, she was bitten by Feitouman several times!

And An Peiyao has never fought Yan Ning head-on, he has been fighting with him in a roundabout battle, Yan Ning couldn't kill An Peiyao, and he was affected by Qiao Ji, and he was upset, so he simply gave up An Peiyao and rushed to Qiao Ji who was crying on the side!

"Cry, cry, cry, fuck!

Yan Ning couldn't help but scold and rushed towards Qiao Ji, but unexpectedly, Qiao Ji's cry turned into laughter, extremely harsh, Yan Ning's Kunwu sword instantly stopped in front of Qiao Ji, and then suddenly let go, Yan Ning covered his head in pain!

"Yan Ning!"

"Yan Ningjun!"

Zhuang Xiaoya and Miyagawa Chiho both shouted Yan Ning's name, but they themselves were also affected by Qiao Ji and had a splitting headache!

Yan Ning gritted his teeth fiercely, forcibly controlled his consciousness that was about to be lost, and suddenly slapped it fiercely on the hilt of the Kunwu sword, which was suddenly covered with a layer of burning heaven and earth fire, which instantly penetrated the throat of Qiao Ji, who was smiling!

"Qiao Ji?!" An Peiyao's face changed, and he hurriedly wanted to take back Qiao Ji, but Qiao Ji was indifferent, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body was covered by the fire of burning heaven and earth, and with the sound of screams, he was burned to the ground!

An Peiyao's face was extremely gloomy: "Qiao Ji is a Shishen who has served me for decades, and you dare to take her life! Huaxia people, I want you to pay for your blood debt!"

An Peiyao controlled the Daocheng Temple Bell to fly towards Yan Ning, but Yan Ning sat motionless on the ground, Zhuang Xiaoya's face changed greatly, and she hurriedly shook off the flying head and came to Yan Ning to help him block the attack of the Daocheng Temple Bell.

"Yan Ning, are you okay?" Zhuang Xiaoya pushed Yan Ning, who knew that Yan Ning was still indifferent, and kept repeating in his mouth: "You can't win...... We're dead......"

Zhuang Xiaoya instantly understood, Yan Ning just gave up all precautions in order to kill Qiao Ji, and at the moment when Qiao Ji died, Yan Ning's heart was planted with the seeds of negative emotions by Qiao Ji, causing him to lose his fighting spirit and lose his ability to fight! Love has the most complete sound, and the update speed is the fastest, please remember our website: Love has sound! If you forget the URL of this site, you can Baidu it: Love has sound, present it immediately! In order to facilitate the next reading, don't forget to bookmark this site!