A sword light suddenly shot from mid-air towards the wind that had just fallen to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The afterimage flickered, and Jing Feng dodged in embarrassment.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

The hard rocky ground was blasted out of a deep pit by this sword.

The scattered rubble continued to cut off the huge ancient trees in the place where they passed.

The person who emitted the sword was a middle-aged man dressed in black, with a gloomy face and a deep ghostly aura.

The middle-aged man, who had a deep ghostly aura, saw that Jing Feng had avoided his sword again, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph! The footwork is not bad. At the same time, his figure flashed, avoiding a fiery phoenix that was coming at him.

Just avoiding this fire phoenix, a water dragon that exuded an unusually cold aura came in an instant and swept towards him.

But Jing Feng, who had just avoided his sword, pulled out the dragon bow again and shot at him.

At the same time, a multicolored jade talisman suddenly flew into the air, and then turned into a powerful sword light, stabbing down at him in an instant.

……

The appearance of the colorful jade talisman was unexpected by this middle-aged man with deep ghostly spirit.

Although the multicolored jade talisman appeared, as soon as it appeared, he felt bad, and he also made evasive actions in time.

But the speed of the sword was too fast, and it still grazed his shoulder and stabbed down.

"Ah......h

A scream sounded, and at this time, his left arm had been cut off from shoulder to shoulder.

Suddenly, he went crazy.

As a strong man in the middle stage of the dignified pseudo-immortal, he never thought that in the face of three small Yuanying monks, he would actually be cut off by an arm.

Although two of these three small Yuanying monks were holding peerless divine bows, and there was also a monk who he considered to be a foil, and there was actually a top-level jade talisman sealed with a powerful sword, that was by no means a reason for him to be injured.

"Give me death."

In the madness, he roared angrily, and slashed at Min Rui in the air.

He hated the monk who had broken his arm.

……

Almost at the same time, Jing Feng and Mo Ye once again pulled out the Dragon Yin Bow and the Feng Ming Bow.

"Whoosh!"

A loud phoenix roar and a low dragon groan sounded at the same time.

The dragon sings all over the world, and the phoenix sings all over the world.

This is the strongest attack that Jing Feng and Mo Ye can shoot so far.

A fire phoenix and a majestic water dragon, with the momentum of destroying everything, once again pounced on the middle-aged man with deep ghostly energy.

Min Rui closed his eyes in despair, this sword light, he asked himself, without that strength, he could dodge.

Even with Jing Feng's Tai Chi Escape Technique, he believed that in front of the sword rays emitted by such a master's anger, there was no possibility that he could be rescued.

……

The middle-aged man with a deep ghostly aura shook his body, and he had to avoid the fire phoenix and water dragon that were coming towards him. In the face of such an attack, he did not dare to be careless.

But at the same time as his body flickered, an extremely sharp sky-breaking finger instantly pierced his heart.

At the same time, a golden light flashed, and it was able to save Min Rui, who was about to be strangled by the sword.

"Little Kim, come here and help."

After a sky-breaking finger seriously injured the middle-aged man with deep ghostly aura, he once again sent out several sky-breaking fingers in a row, forcing Leng Jiuhan, who was deeply ghostly, to dodge Leng Jiuhan left and right, and shouted loudly.

"Here we are."

Xiao Jin, who rescued Min Rui to the side, flapped his wings and flew to the battlefield in an instant.

……

Due to Leng Jiuhan's sneak attack, the middle-aged man with a deep ghost aura whose heart was instantly destroyed was seriously injured in an instant. This will see another butterfly in the early stage of the pseudo-immortal, flying towards him, and he immediately has the idea of retreating. He knew that if he didn't leave, he would probably not be able to go.

Although none of the other party's cultivation is as high as his, the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Either holding a peerless divine bow, or holding a jade talisman sealed with a powerful sword.

Especially this monk who had just joined the battle group, although he only had the cultivation of the Jindan stage, but the extremely sharp Heaven Breaking Finger made him a little frightened.

What's more, there is now a small realm demon beast whose cultivation is only one level lower than him, and it has also killed him.

He glanced at Leng Jiuhan and the others hatefully, his figure flashed, turned into an afterimage, and flew out of dozens of miles in an instant.

However, although his speed is very fast, Xiao Jin, who was born to evolve into a super demon fairy, is even faster.

Almost in the blink of an eye, there was a miserable scream, which came from dozens of miles away and entered the ears of Leng Jiuhan and the others who were pursuing.

……

The distance of dozens of miles is almost a blink of an eye for everyone's cultivation.

By the time Leng Jiuhan and the others arrived, this middle-aged man with a deep ghost spirit had already been abolished by Xiao Jin, and he looked like he was dying.

Looking at the dying middle-aged man in front of him, Leng Jiuhan opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Jin, he won't be able to die for a while!" ”

When Xiao Jin heard this, he said lightly: "Don't worry, I will protect him with Zhenyuan, and he will not die for a while." ”

"That's good." When Leng Jiuhan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his face changed suddenly, and he walked towards the middle-aged man with deep ghostly spirit.

"Let me ask you, are you a monk of the Demon Yuan Star?"

Squatting down and looking at this middle-aged man, who was likely to be a Demon Yuan Star Monk, Leng Jiuhan looked at him while playing with the strange fire that was constantly beating in his hand.

……

The middle-aged man with a deep ghostly anger did not answer after hearing this. It's just that with the hatred of Yuan Limit in his eyes, he looked at Leng Jiuhan.

"Pretty backbone, huh? I don't know, if you extract your soul, and then slowly use the Kwai Water Elite Fire to refine it for three years and five years, I don't know if you still have this backbone? Seeing that the middle-aged man who was deeply angry didn't speak, Leng Jiuhan glanced at the Kwai Shui Elite Fire in his hand, and said lightly.

"Humph!"

To Leng Jiuhan's surprise, this middle-aged man with a deep ghostly aura, after hearing his words, actually just snorted coldly with disdain, without any fear at all.

Seeing this situation, Leng Jiuhan showed a look of admiration and said, "You have a kind, much more than your Heavenly Demon Sect's Supreme Elder, Gong Lieyang." ”

The middle-aged man with a deep ghostly aura suddenly changed his face after hearing Leng Jiuhan's words.

He looked at Leng Jiuhan in disbelief and said, "Elder Taishang was killed by you?" ”

Looking at the expression of the middle-aged man with deep ghostly aura, Leng Jiuhan had already confirmed the conjecture in his heart, and he said coldly: "I can't think of the Heavenly Demon Gate, I really care about this matter!" You can go to death. As soon as the words fell, his mind moved, and this cultivator was burned to ashes by Xiaoice.

"Big brother, Fairy Mo, Brother Min, are you all right?"

After burning the middle-aged man with deep ghostly energy, Leng Jiuhan looked at everyone and said with concern.

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