6 Feng was angry, and hugged the upside-down Wu Xingling, staring at her with blood-red pupils. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Perhaps Wu Xingling might have killed the Thousand-Faced Scholar by using the Demon Eye again, but this kind of victory was not what he wanted.

Wu Xingling, who was embraced by 6 peaks, had a flash of struggle in his eyes, and the rich smell of blood rushed into the tip of his nose, and he gritted his teeth and said, "But ....."

"It's nothing, my 6th Peak has experienced many crises since his martial arts cultivation, and a thousand-faced scholar alone can't push me into a desperate situation, so I don't allow you to use the Eye of the Heart Demon. ”

6 Feng's eyes were lowered, his face was unfazed, and he was extremely calm.

"Then be careful. ”

Wu Xingling's face was extremely complicated, looking at this resolute face, there was a thought in his heart that he couldn't refuse.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring you back to the Heart Hall in its entirety. ”

6 Feng gently put her beside him, turned his head sideways, and stared at the scholar with a thousand faces coldly.

"It's a pity that you're going to die soon. ”

The Thousand-Faced Scholar stared at Peak 6 with a sneer, and his one-arm suddenly waved, devouring Peak 6 fiercely with a torrent-like force.

The fierce momentum exploded, the 6 peaks stood still, and slowly waved his fist, and there was already warm blood flowing out of his feet, and he suddenly fought suddenly.

Sensing this terrible impact, the Thousand-Faced Scholar also turned red-eyed, and the powerful attack rushed like a torrential rain.

Right now, the combat power of the thousand-faced scholar who was swept by the Eye of the Martial Star Spirit Demon was also declining sharply, but he could see that the stronger the 6 peaks were, they would face the sequelae of a volcanic storm.

Grappling for dozens of breaths.

"Eyes of a Thousand Illusions!"

The thousand-faced scholar had a fierce look in his eyes, and opened his palm, as if there were thousands of hazy and dreamy eyeballs wriggling, and countless beams of light were rapidly forming.

The vast fluctuations just swept in an instant, and the 6 peaks swung their fists to fight, and the power was monstrous, and it shook together with the Thousand Illusion Eye.

And as the state of the Heart Demon Fist was maintained for a longer time, there were traces of blood flowing out between the 6 peaks and seven orifices, and the body was under tremendous pressure with each punch.

Even in his mind, the pain was felt like his soul was splitting, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly in that face.

Airplanes!

There was a slight low cry, with pain, his head seemed to explode, and his eyes seemed to turn into a black light, and then he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and with the stinging pain, a few traces of clarity were restored in his mind.

A level of martial arts such as the Heart Demon Fist is not easy to use.

At this point, he was also on the verge of reaching his limits.

The power of the Thousand Illusion Eye was exhausted, and the 6th peak also turned into a blood man, but the momentum was like a tsunami.

"Now that you've reached your limit, don't resist stubbornly in the corner, and die obediently. ”

The thousand-faced scholar looked at the 6 peaks that had reached the limit, and a smile appeared on Senran, and suddenly he slammed it directly with a palm.

6 Feng gritted his teeth and quickly threw a punch, only to see that the space seemed to be blasted out of a big hole, and the terrifying impact raged, shaking the thousand-faced scholar back thousands of meters.

However, every punch is a huge oppression of the body.

The side effects of the Demon Fist of the Heart are surging like a tide at this moment, and the eyes are blurry, and it seems that the consciousness will dissipate at any time.

No matter how hard he held on to his heart, he could not contain this pain.

"It's time to ..... over"

The thousand-faced scholar looked at the crumbling 6 peaks cruelly, and suddenly a pitch-black iron fan appeared in his hand.

When the iron fan opened, there were eighteen sharp scale teeth, and in the bend, it seemed that it could tear the heavens and the earth with a slight wave.

The appearance of the iron fan made the air almost oppressive.

"Boy, you can force me to use this black dragon fan with the cultivation of the three realms of Tianwu, you are also a number one, but it's a pity that you met me. ”

With the cruel laughter of the thousand-faced scholar, this black dragon fan tore open eighteen cold rays, and slashed towards the six peaks in an instant.

"Quasi-Holy Relic Level...."

The fluctuations that came out of this black dragon fan, the 6 peaks immediately discerned.

As the most favored disciple of the 'Old Man with a Thousand Faces', the Scholar of the Thousand Faces also has no shortage of powerful treasures, although this black dragon fan is the most rubbish among the quasi-holy relics, but it cannot wipe out the power that a quasi-holy relic has in a life-and-death battle.

If it weren't for the fact that 6 Peaks almost pushed him into a desperate situation today, he wouldn't have used the Black Dragon Fan.

After all, with his cultivation, it would take him all his strength to urge a quasi-holy artifact.

At this moment, the 6 peaks are gradually blurred, and the dizziness cannot be dispersed.

"I can't afford to lose my life here, there's still a lot of work to do. ”

Between the six peaks, he took out the piece of soul spirit, raised his head and swallowed it directly, and suddenly the vast spiritual power turned into a terrifying force and hit his mind.

This power is so vast that even cracks appear in the Divine Que Palace.

But it was this pain that reunited the consciousness that had dissipated in the 6 peaks.

"Boy, you dare to swallow the soul, it seems that without my hands, this power will break through your mind. ”

The Thousand-Faced Scholar was furious.

"Let's just fight to determine the winner. ”

The state of the Heart Demon Fist had climbed to the extreme, and the blood from the 6 peaks was constantly rolling down, and even the hardest bones were full of cracks.

Suddenly, a golden light burst out, and an extra golden long sword appeared in the hand of the 6th peak, and the dragon patterns on it continued to surge.

A sword slashed away, easily tearing apart eighteen cold rays.

"This is a holy soldier...... He also has a holy soldier. ”

Wu Xingling, who was not far away, opened his mouth wide, full of surprise.

Didn't this little junior brother come from Cangzhou, and he actually had a holy soldier, and there was only one such holy soldier in her martial arts family.

"Holy Soldier!"

The Thousand-Faced Scholar coveted and at the same time had a strong fear, you must know that the Holy Soldier is extremely cherished in the entire Eastern Xuan Domain.

In the face of the holy soldiers, the thousand-faced scholar also had a retreat in his heart.

However, at the moment, the fight is at the most critical point, and if he escapes, I am afraid it will be difficult to avoid the fate of beheading.

Only by fighting to the death can it be possible to kill this son and snatch this holy weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, he didn't hesitate, and the last power of his body was poured into the black dragon fan, and suddenly the cold light that tore through the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared, enveloping the 6th peak.

"Dragon Yin Sword, it's up to you today!"

6 Feng's heart moved, causing a dragon chant from the dragon chanting sword.

A lifelike golden dragon hovered upward, each of its scales glowing with a rich golden light.

Rumble!

Without any nonsense, 6 Feng understood that even if he used his soul, it would be difficult for him to hold on for too long, and immediately the last of his strength was poured into the Dragon Yin Sword.

And there was a spirit in the dragon chanting sword, and in an instant, the power exploded, and a straight dragon light slashed towards the thousand-faced scholar.

This light left a thick trace in the void, and in a moment, it broke through the power of the Black Dragon Sword and fell towards the Thousand-Faced Scholar.

"How could it be, how could it be so powerful. ”

The body of the Thousand-Faced Scholar was completely devoured by the dragon chant, leaving only a faint murmur.

He wouldn't have thought that the Dragon Yin Sword was one of the top ten holy soldiers in the Eastern Xuan Domain, at the ancient saint level.

If it is an ordinary holy soldier, it is still possible to turn defeat into victory.

And now, the ending has been decided.

However, the 6 peaks that cut out this sword could no longer suppress the sequelae that exploded like a raging storm, and his consciousness had gradually blurred.

And when his consciousness completely dissipated, he seemed to look at Lin Hai, and there were several figures walking towards him.