Looking at the approaching ghost body, the expression on Duguren's face changed. Sometimes confused, sometimes cold, sometimes painful, sometimes happy.

......There was a crisp sound, and the entire ground under Duguren's feet, which was frozen by the cold air, cracked one after another, as if it was torn apart slowly but firmly by a pair of giant hands.

And his body also slowly sank to the ground, the surging vitality rushed on the surface of his body, the green tendons burst, and the muscles were angry, it was hard to imagine that such a dying old man would have such strong muscles.

The ancient seal of the word "array" is getting thinner and thinner, and it is faintly about to disappear without a trace.

At this time, Yuwen Daqi rushed over, the rune in his hand flickered, and in an instant, the word "mountain" took shape, and then smashed into the ghost body.

When Li Xuan wanted to stop it, it was too late, and he could think that Yuwen Daqi just felt that this old man had some relationship with his own sect and wanted to come to the rescue.

Li Xuan was very depressed at the moment.

Brother Yuwen, don't you know that your two brushes are not purely looking for death, people want to get you, and they can poke you to death with one finger.

Even if the "Nine-Character Mantra Seal" is very important, but even his life is gone, is there any other meaning? While Li Xuan was sighing, he was thinking about what to do to save this big fat man who died generously.

The battle between Wanyan Xiying and Dugu has reached a zero point, although Wanyan Xiying is stronger, but it is also limited. At this time, at the critical point where he was carrying out the eleventh transformation of the Netherworld, he had no strength to resist in the face of the sigil of the Yuwen Great Weapon.

If the "mountain" character print is implemented, the victory that I have worked so hard to operate will be in vain, and maybe the next moment Yuwen Daqi will be torn to pieces by the shock wave between the two, but how can it be?

I still couldn't take down Duguren, Tianluan Jiangxing still couldn't get it, and I was still embarrassed in front of that person.

Really when Yan Xiying was anxious, the figure of the young man who had been watching and silent had already swept over, and he took out a long sword in his hand at some point, and the sword aura was surging, with a kind of arrogance and determination.

When the sword light flickered, with a "poof", the "mountain" character seal had already dissipated between heaven and earth.

The young man pointed the long sword in his hand at Yuwen Daqi and said with a smile: "The entanglement of the two seniors, our juniors should not be involved, if this brother wants to fight, then let me live with you in the next few moves, I don't know what to do." ”

Yuwen Daqi was also anxious just now, so he rushed forward regardless of it, just thinking in his heart that the biggest secret of Fu Sect was on Duguren's body, and he must not have anything to do.

When the "mountain" character was broken by this young man's sword, he thought of the gap between himself and the people in front of him, and he couldn't even resist the aftermath of the battle, and he was able to intervene in the battle between them.

But the truth is that things have to go on.

"This brother, I have no intention of fighting with you, it's just that the white-haired old man has a deep relationship with my sect, and now he is in danger, I have to save him, and please raise your noble hand and let me pass. Yuwen bowed and said.

Zhong Wuregret felt like he had eaten more than a dozen bowls of hot oily noodles, and he felt that his internal organs were all scalded.

I just thought in my heart, this big brother is so upright, I don't know if he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid. But the long sword in his hand did not tremble at all, and the meaning was already obvious.

Li Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately Yuwen Daqi was stopped, otherwise even he would not be sure to save Yuwen Daqi completely.

Zhong Wuregret saw Li Xuan walking over wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Heavenly Hades Palace, with a puzzled look in his eyes, but he didn't ask. His intuition told him that the young man in front of him wearing the outer armor of a disciple of the Heavenly Hades Palace was not simple.

"You don't want to die, this level of combat is not something you can participate in, you are purely sending you to death. Li Xuan came to Yuwen Daqi's side, held his shoulder, and was about to pull him back.

"No, Brother Li, don't pull me, I must rescue that senior, that senior ......" Yuwen Daqi spoke while breaking free from Li Xuan's palm.

However, halfway through his words, Li Xuan's figure had already disappeared beside him. The next moment, Li Xuan's fist had already come to Zhong Wuregret's body.

Zhong Wuregret can swear to the sky, in the past ten years, he has traveled to almost the entire Central Plains, and all kinds of people have seen a lot, but Xiang Li Xuan, who has no bottom line and no ethics, has really never seen it.

Li Xuan's fist didn't seem to be anything special, there was not the slightest fluctuation of qi between the runs, but Zhong Wuregret felt the threat of death on it.

If I had to name one characteristic, it was that the punch was fast, very fast, and this speed had exceeded the speed at which he could draw his sword.

Although Zhong Wuregret's sword momentum had already been laid down, before he could launch it, Li Xuan's fist had already come to him. He could clearly see Li Xuan's indifferent expression, it was a kind of ruthlessness and heaven and earth, in order to focus on the extreme in front of him.

When the fist came to the range of two feet in front of him, a momentum that destroyed the mountains and the sea suddenly exploded, and wave after wave, tide after tide, layer upon layer.

Such a momentum erupted from such a short distance, and this momentum had already broken away from the realm of force and vaguely entered the realm of Dao.

With such a body style, coupled with such a fist intent, he has only one choice, and that is to retreat. But at this time, he found that his body had become very heavy, and his mood suddenly became very chaotic.

When Li Xuan played the sixfold collapse of "Nine Mountains", a man in a black robe and hood who had been standing behind Zhong Wuregret and did not speak couldn't help but take a deep look at Li Xuan.

Just by looking at it like this, Li Xuan's fist intent was distorted, and the air around his body seemed to suddenly turn into a discus.

In the dark, it was as if a pair of big hands held his body in the air, and it was difficult to move for half a minute.

Li Xuan felt that his whole body was looked at painfully for a moment, and he didn't seem to have a little secret in front of those eyes.

Although this kind of confinement was only a matter of a moment, this moment was enough for Zhong Wuregret to retreat safely, and enough to eliminate Li Xuan's powerful fist intent into invisibility.

Li Xuan's back was already soaked in cold sweat at this time, and there was still one of the strongest masters in the Heavenly Netherworld Palace who didn't make a move, could it be this person.

At the same time that Zhong Wuregret retreated, Wanyan Xiying's ghostly body had already broken through Duguren's "array" character, and the next moment he would be able to smash Duguren into pulp.

At this moment, a rainbow with a radius of one zhang and a thickness came from a distance, as if a flying angry dragon had penetrated the Dharma phase body of the Netherworld Ghost Body in an instant.

Wanyan Xiying let out a roar of rage, spitting blood from his mouth, but his body flew backwards uncontrollably, and he didn't know how many bones he had broken with the blow just now.

A large hole in the chest of the ghost body was exposed, and he let out an unwilling roar from the sky, and his body began to turn into black flames from the hole and dissipate between heaven and earth.

When everyone looked at the field, they found that there was a middle-aged man in a white robe half-squatting next to Duguren, with a clear face and a dusty attitude, and an ebony spear was inserted next to him, and the bright red spear tassels were floating up and down.

The middle-aged man looked at Dugu deeply, and his face gradually showed a sad expression.

"Uncle Shi, you have suffered, it's too late to ask!"

Dugu slowly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and grinned: "Are you Xiaotian? ”

Wanyan Xiying looked at the figure of the middle-aged man, revealing deep jealousy.

"Lance, don't ask the sky! You're here too!"