In an instant, Xiao Nan forcibly suppressed his dizziness, the sword light flickered, rumbling like a wild thunder, turning into a golden-white light and rushing forward.

The two golden warriors who had just rushed in front of him were swept away by this three-foot sword, and they exploded into pieces of blood mist.

The sword light was Xuanhe, pointing directly at the heart of the black-robed demon monk.

At the same time, Shangguan Ying also let out a loud shout, and his majestic and burly figure snatched from the side. The right palm moved, and the sideways palm slapped out and hit the waist and ribs of the black robe.

The air was beaten out with a layer of white waves, faintly in the shape of a tiger devouring.

At this moment, his hair stood on end, his face was as red as a copper bell, and the palms of his upper body exploded into flutters, obviously he had done his best.

Half a step faster than him was Ye Wentian, whose figure was like a gray crane in a pine forest, and he was in the air with one pounce.

The sword light stabbed downward, the white light was dazzling, and an innate sword qi stabbed towards the side of Pu Feng's neck and shoulder.

"The waves of the long river!"

Heluo stabbed Meng Tianya forward with a knife, rushed to the end, and turned around to slash......

The sword light was dense and rippling, as if it was about to tear the black-robed Pufeng to pieces.

Somewhat different from the powerful attacks of these people were the Xuanyue Fairy and the Pure Elder Monk.

Floating under his feet, he suddenly reached behind the other party as if he was shrinking to the ground.

A sword is as cold as a cold moon, and a finger is as soft as a flower.

As Xiao Nan shouted, the six people shot one after another, but the attacks arrived at the same time, no more than a snap of a finger apart.

Pu Feng sneered on his face, and the pitch-black and shiny mixed iron rod in his hand shook slightly, and the gold beads hanging on it choked for a while.

He was about to open his mouth to scold two sentences and show the majesty of the national teacher, when he found that as soon as the other party looked at him and didn't say anything, the six attacks came over like a sea of mountains.

"How can this be reasonable?" Pu Feng scolded in his heart, but he didn't panic.

With their minds together, a black light curtain took shape on their bodies, and countless small whirlpools appeared.

The iron staff in his right hand was like holding a lamp grass, and there was a sharp dance around his body, and the five-foot wind swept away.

The wind roared and was terrifying.

The left hand has reached for the leather bag around the waist.

"Nanban cub, dare to sneak attack?"

As the so-called art masters are bold, Pu Feng really didn't take the siege of the other party's six people in his eyes.

What's more, as long as you support one move and two styles, wait until the Mixed Yuan Black Wind Bead is sacrificed. The people in front of him are all dead words.

He has this self-confidence.

"Puff ......"

A series of muffled sounds, like the sound of a dull drum.

A low humming sound, the aftermath of which vibrated the eardrums.

The five of Ye Wentian only felt that their bodies were stiff, as if they were in the middle of the sea, and there was a tearing and twisting force in all directions.

The body is not controlled at all, and it has to spin with the wind.

All the attacks fell into the black wind around him, like piercing into ten layers of hundred-layer old cowhide.

The closer you get to the general wind, the power fades and it is difficult to sustain.

The first is Ye Wentian, the sword qi in his hand has been wiped out.

In the collision with the iron staff, he was eroded by the strange black wind, and his sword shattered into powder with a single click, and his body slammed out from his head and feet, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Then there was Shangguan Ying, who slammed his palm on Pufeng's waist and ribs, and when the strength was about to be released, his right arm was rolled into meat sauce by the black wind.

The old man Shangguan was also ruthless, he snorted, and his left palm slashed into the air with a force, and his body retreated with a flick.

The so-called Liuhe Guiyuan is said to be an all-out attack, only one attack and defense.

But the old man is old and spicy, even if he breaks his arm, he has to do more.

Jing Yuan, Xuan Yue, and Meng Tianya didn't even attack Pu Feng's back, but they were swept out by the black wind.

"That's when it happened. ”

A trace of blood flashed in Xiao Nan's eyes, and while the five of them retreated, he went against the wind instead.

A glimmer of colorful brilliance flashed around his body, the blade of the sword trembled, and a thin invisible filament of light flashed and disappeared.

Take five steps straight ahead.

Ye Wentian's broken sword, Shangguan Ying's broken arm was all in his eyes, and the green steel sword in his own hand also made an unbroken creaking sound, and when he saw the thunder light wear away, he was about to burst.

This is the most dangerous time and the best opportunity.

Because Xiao Nan found that the black wind around the body of this horizontal meat demon monk wearing a golden hoop and a black robe was just the spontaneous response of the jewel in the leather bag.

The mixed iron staff in his hand looked mighty and fierce, and when it was wielded, it was not very powerful.

Six people shot at the same time, and the black wind launched by the orb defended in six directions, and defended the attack, rebounding power.

Its main targets are himself, Ye Wentian, and Shangguan Ying.

As for the three Jingyuan behind them, they just separated the black silk winding defense, and did not have the strength to counterattack.

But no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, at this time, the force is divided into six places, and there are weaknesses.

The sword intent of the four seasons conjured up the light filament to condense the sharpness, Xiao Nan's sword light appeared, and the complexion of the general wind changed.

He just touched the bead in his left hand, pinched it in his palm, and his spiritual power communicated with the vitality of heaven and earth, and used his defensive skills......

This force scattered the defense around, and at this time, sensing the crisis, he had no time to change his moves.

There is no time to attack Xiao Nan alone.

only had time to reflexively turn one side of the body, Pu Feng's body into a wisp of breeze, flashing more than ten meters away,

The sharp light filament has already flashed.

A broken arm was left in place, and a bead of light the size of a green pigeon's egg that could no longer be held.

The beads roll to the bluestone ground, and there are swirling lights and shadows accompanying each other, which is mysterious and extraordinary at a glance.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

Pu Feng's face was distorted in pain, and the most heart-wrenching thing was not the beheading of his left arm, but the separation of the green bead.

After losing the magic weapon, his aura suddenly dropped by two or three levels, and the black wind around his body became thinner several times.

He rushed towards Xiao Nan like crazy, and the iron rod in his hand danced out of a mountain of sticks.

This time, without Xiao Nan's greeting, Ye Wentian and Xuanyue surrounded them again, and the sword light was like rain, making Pufeng's body tremble, and the danger was broken through the black wind with him.

He was startled, his steps changed, and his body melted into the black wind.

In the midst of the attack of the five people, he was light and flickering, shouting and scolding loudly, and still approached Xiao Nan step by step.

"You can't stop this seat, and when you get the Black Wind Bead, you will wait for the time of death. ”

Xiao Nan didn't even look at him, but leaned over, and didn't dislike the light bead that was stained with blood and held it in his hand.

The beads were beating wildly, as if unwilling to give in.

Raising his head and glancing at Pu Feng, Xiao Nan grinned, and stuffed the beads into his mouth in the other party's horrified gaze.

"No ......"

The general wind is like a mourning examination and a loud wail.

Even if he had broken his arm before, he didn't have such pain.

Because, at this moment, he felt that he had lost his sense in an instant, relying on the Mixed Yuan Black Wind Bead.

"That bead has my spiritual imprint on it, decades of essence blood sacrifice, and it has long been connected to the soul, how can it be snatched away by someone in person?"