At that moment, he turned his face to another short true immortal and said: "Qing Miao Zhenren, you don't have to spend a lot of time with this thief, have you ever seen a traitor who deliberately confessed his guilt and bowed his head?"

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them swung their swords and slashed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The short true immortal said: "Qingwu true immortal, let's hurry up left and right, as long as we wait until the Qingxuan real person arrives here, we will definitely be able to kill this thief." ”

I saw that the two of them were holding swords in their right hands and slashing, and the white light in their left hands was dancing, and the flying immortals were ready to attack. The twin swords were like two silver-white spirit snakes in the air, suddenly circling endlessly, wandering away and light like ghosts, and suddenly tossing and turning, slow and dignified, like mountains. In a few moments, the two of them were intertwined by the sword light in their right hand and the true qi in their left hand into an impenetrable sword net light shield, and they hurriedly attacked Nangong Yi.

Seeing this, Nangong Yi smiled, and immediately used the true qi of Wuwei to exert "Miao Miao for a thousand years". I saw that he was holding the Xuanhuo Reverse Blade in his hand, and at the moment he opened and closed three times in a row, the blade light suddenly blew violently, and the surrounding sand and gravel flew into the sky, and the two closing flowers and plants broke off and flew around the blue light and purple light on his reverse blade, and in a moment turned into countless cyan light arcs and were thrown out.

In addition to the fact that he had used this "Miao Miao Thousand Years" spell when he was fighting those ghosts and ghosts in the underworld, it was only the second time he had used it now. But this time compared to the last time, the power is obviously doubled, and my heart is inexplicable. As soon as he spoke, he was ready to attack, and now this blow can be said to be a victory, so as to force Qingmiao Zhenren and Qingwu Zhenren back with one blow.

Qingwu Zhenren and Qingmiao Zhenren saw that Nangong Yi not only did not dodge the two of them to cast the Youxian spell with all their might, but also swung their blades to fight back, and they were both shocked and admired. Suddenly, he intuitively felt that the surging true qi in front of him was like an ocean of thousands of oceans, pouring back in an instant, forming a huge whirlpool of momentum around his body, and the slightest blue light tightened his hands and wrists.

The two of them only felt that their wrists seemed to be twisted by a thousand catties of huge force in an instant, and if they didn't turn with the trend, they would be broken immediately. But if it rotates, the follow-up true qi will inevitably not be able to help, and the fierce true qi on the opposite side will collide head-on. Shocked, he was stunned on the spot.

After Nangong Yi cast this "Miao Miao Thousand Years" spell, there was originally a steady stream of back moves, but he didn't know that this trick was used, but he saw that Qingwu Zhenren and Qingmiao Zhenren were suddenly stunned. At this time, if you push the true qi out without any scruples, it is necessary to send away the lives of the two people. But although he was angry that the thieves in the immortal clan had harmed Tianji Xingjun, and almost made him lose his god, but judging from the spells of these two people, he must not be injured.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly put away the Xuanhuo Reverse Blade. His spells and true qi had already reached the state of sending and receiving freely, although at this time, the "Miao Miao Thousand Years" had already been triggered, but he still took back half of his true qi in an instant. But seeing the neon lights flying in front of him, the light was strange, and several true qi in blue and white disturbed and collided, making a beeping and clanging sound of tiles and stones, like a spring rain suddenly rising, and like a clear spring stream.

This situation was only for a moment, and then the dozens of silver-white true qi emitted by the twin swords of the Qingwu True Man and the Qingmiao True Man and the Miao Miao Thousand Years that Nangong Yi had cast turned into invisibility at the same time.

Qingwu Zhenren and Qingmiao Zhenren saw that the immortal spell they had cast was easily broken by Nangong Yi, and their hearts were humiliating if they continued to fight, so it was better to summon Qingxuan Zhenren, who was stronger than the two of them in terms of true qi and spells.

With this in mind, the two of them immediately turned sideways and jumped back, and they were about to fly out of the east wall of the Thousand Things Pavilion. At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot like wind and lightning towards the heart of the Qingwu real person. Hearing only a miserable scream, the Qingwu real person who was immersed in mid-air slowly fell from the wall like a broken paper kite.

The elbow changed, Nangong Yi turned around and shouted: "His uncle's spicy sour soup, who is secretly poisoning?"

Before he finished speaking, Qingmiao Zhenren had already turned back and retreated, his eyes were wide and he looked at Qingwu Zhenren who fell to the ground and was dead, his expression was sad and sad, and he looked at Nangong Yi angrily for a moment: "Why are you a thief so vicious, you just seriously injured my immortal Qinglin Zhenren, and now there is a secret poisoner to harm Qingwu Zhenren, Lao Tzu will fight with you." ”

As he spoke, he didn't care whether the Qingwu real person lying on the ground was dead or alive, so he danced wildly with the sword in his hand, the whole body flew immortal true qi, and the silver light wandered away and danced, at first glance, he knew that he had attacked Nangong Yi with a mortal heart.

Nangong Yi knew that someone must have secretly triggered his true qi from outside the Thousand Things Pavilion just now, thus killing the Qingwu Zhenren who was about to flee in one fell swoop. But the person's whereabouts never appeared, and just now Qingwu Zhenren and Qingmiao Zhenren came out sideways and did not look at themselves.

In this way, Qing Miao Zhenren will definitely believe that he suddenly killed him from behind Qing Wu Zhenren's cold killer. Seeing the true qi of the Qing Miao real person, he faintly wanted to attack himself like a cold night shower, a desert wind and sand. He could only dodge and dodge, and said in his heart: "If I hurt this wonderful real person at this time, it will be even more difficult to say clearly, but if I don't make a move, he will inevitably fight and fight with me." ”

In desperation, he had no choice but to dodge under his vigorous true qi, and said: "Qingmiao Zhenren, it was not Xia who killed Qingwu Zhenren just now, but another traitor, why don't you chase the real murderer, and fight with me Nangong Yi here." ”

In the middle of these words, the Qingmiao real person had already flapped his left palm with a wild sword, and cast dozens of immortal spells. Although Nangong Yi saw that his True Qi Ling Ran was ruthless, almost every time he used his Flying Immortal True Qi, it was aimed at the vital points of his body, but because his True Qi spells were much better than him, Duo Yi was not afraid.

In a moment, the gravel in the Thousand Things Pavilion flew and the sand and soil were dancing, and the surrounding green trees and flowers had already turned into bare trunks and branches, and the neon light was rippling with clear waves, and the beams and pillars of the pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard were shining with cold light.

Qing Miao Zhenren saw that Nangong Yi was trying his best to dodge his strong attack, and at the same time, he could still speak effortlessly, and his heart was dark, and he said: "This person's true qi is really strong to me a lot, and it will be difficult to hurt him with my strength, if Qing Xuan Zhenren is by his side at the moment, then there will be a few more chances of winning." ”

Just thinking to himself, he suddenly heard Nangong Yi shouting: "His uncle's spicy sour soup, why are you so unreasonable, since I have already said that it was not me who killed Qingwu Zhenren, then it is true." You might as well think about it, since I can kill the Enlightened True Man in one fell swoop, why should I keep you alive?

Qingwu Zhenren flew and slashed with a sword, and suddenly listened to Nangong Yi's words, and felt that it made some sense. But after thinking about it, this person is treacherous and cunning, the reason why he only shot and killed Qingwu Zhenren just now and did not attack himself at the same time was mostly because of his lack of true qi, otherwise he would not have intended to destroy Qinglin Zhenren's mouth.

Nangong Yi saw that after he heard his words, his true qi slowed down in an instant, but in a blink of an eye, his spirit was shocked, and he attacked him quickly and violently. Unconsciously annoyed and anxious, he said: "In this way, the thief who just made the move is bound to dodge and escape." ”

He drank at the moment: "His uncle's spicy sour soup is really stubborn, then don't blame Nangong Yi for being ruthless!"

As soon as these words came out, his body turned sharply in the air, and the blue light on his body appeared, as if a firework shot straight into the sky, and then the Xuanhuo reverse blade was clenched in his hand, and his backhand used his true qi to slash three blades in the air. As far as the blade reached, the square bricks on the ground quickly rose from the ground, and the impact of ping-pong did not stop. The dozens of floor tiles wrapped in the green mangs swirled and swept in the air, like a huge blue bat, roaring towards the Qingmiao real face door cover.

Seeing Nangong Yi's sudden move, Qingmiao Zhenren was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly wanted to jump back.

Nangong Yi's blow was not originally an attack on Qingmiao Zhenren, but he wanted to use his backward momentum to teleport out of the Thousand Things Pavilion to chase the murderer who had just killed Qingwu Zhenren. At this time, the opportunity suddenly appeared, and he no longer hesitated, and his figure was like a storm, and he suddenly went away from the **** within the high wall.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice say: "Where is the thief, don't leave your life behind!"

When Qingmiao Zhenren heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, and said, "Qingxuan Zhenren, it's Qingxuan Zhenren who has arrived!" His body turned slightly, dodging Nangong Yi's false move, and looked behind him.

Nangong Yi heard that the Qingxuan Zhenren who Qingwu Zhenren and Qingmiao Zhenren said just now had arrived, and said in his heart: "If you don't leave now, when will you wait, if you let these two elm pimples entangle, although it doesn't matter, but the thief who committed the murder in the secret just now will have to escape, and even if he has a hundred mouths at that time, he will not be able to say clearly!"

Qingxuan Zhenren had just landed in the Thousand Things Pavilion, and when he saw a corpse lying on the ground, he looked closely, but found that it was Qingwu Zhenren. Before he could ask, the Qingmiao Zhenren on the side looked resentful, and pointed to the high wall of the Qianshi Pavilion with his eyebrows upside down and said: "Qingwu Zhenren was killed by the human traitor just now, and he just escaped from the Qianshi Pavilion. ”

When Qingxuan Zhenren heard this, his right arm stretched out, and the corpse of Qingwu Zhenren flew into his hand with a "swish", and then chased towards the outside of the Qianshi Pavilion with both feet, and said: "How can you kill Qingwu Zhenren and let him go alive, Qingmiao chase quickly!"

After speaking, the two of them teleported one after the other and flew out of the Thousand Things Pavilion, closely following the figure of Nangong Yi in front of them.

Qing Xuan Zhenren's true qi and majestic spells are brilliant, although he and Qing Miao Zhenren only swept out of the high wall one after the other, but in just a moment, Qing Miao Zhenren was far behind him.

Nangong Yi was looking around for the culprit who had just killed Qingwu Zhenren in one fell swoop, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind in his ears, and hurriedly turned his head to the side. I saw a silver light "swish" brushing his ears and shooting on a towering ancient cypress ten zhang in front of him.

The ancient cypress was half a zhang thick and more than a dozen zhang high, but when it was hit by the silver light, it only heard a crisp sound of "click", and it was broken at the waist.

Nangong Yi sneered and scolded secretly: "His uncle's spicy sour soup, these elm pimples don't use their brains, they just recognize that I killed the Qingwu real person." ”

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