Zhao Yunfan and the four of them gathered together, and the seven desert bandits followed behind the three masters, and these more than ten monks were separated from each other, each with a ghost in their hearts, and the reason why they could still be safe and sound now was just one less inducement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And their attention is not on each other now, they are all paying attention to the desert bandit leader who went to open the grass hut, the grass hut on both sides is only four or five zhang in size, one can't withstand the loss of time and collapsed half, the other door is open, the structure is also crooked, and it is not far from the collapse.

The leader of the desert bandits had no interest in the thatched huts on both sides, and went straight to the door of the central thatched huts, which were obviously guarded by formations, not only in good structure, but also as new as ever.

The thirteen "Cultivation Realm" monks of this level were a little surprised, and in this closed cave with a size of only thirty or forty zhang, it was already very crowded, and the divine soul perception crossed each other after being released, which was equivalent to the feeling of ordinary people staring at each other face to face.

Under the perception of the divine soul, everything in this small cave is clear at a glance, and in the grass huts on both sides, even the weeds that build the grass huts can be "seen" clearly, so what is in the grass huts on both sides, the monks present all know.

There are some bottles and cans on the inside of a thatched hut on the left, scattered, and most of them are seriously damaged, don't think about it, this must be caused by the unintentional destruction of the black killing snake puppet that was killed before, and there are only some rotten plants in a grass hut on the right, because it has been too long, even if it was originally a precious herb, it can't be used now, not to mention that it is now rotten and can't tell what it is.

Under the perception of the divine soul, the only thing that can't be seen through is the grass hut in the middle, if there is anything in this cave that can make the monk look at it, it must be in this grass hut closed by the formation.

The desert bandit leader stood in front of the door, his body paused slightly, and the dozens of divine soul perceptions wandering nearby retreated tacitly, no matter what everyone thought, this desert bandit leader is at least the leader of the team now, and there is no leader to open the formation, and his subordinates are outside the side to release the reason for the divine soul perception monitoring.

In fact, this distance, even if you don't use the soul perception to sense, you can see it clearly with the naked eye.

Zhao Yunfan saw that the big boss of the desert bandit took out the storage bag of the dead second master from his arms, and took out the incense burner from the inside, and the same spell was cast to create a smoke ring, the smoke ring covered the door of the central grass house, and the central space of the smoke ring was broken again, and he didn't let Zhao Yunfan and others see the internal situation clearly, and the big boss of the desert bandit bent down and flew into the smoke ring.

The broken space in the center of the smoke ring was like fragments being stirred by the desert bandits who passed by, flying in all directions, gradually turning into powder, and after five or six breaths, the leader of the desert bandits seemed to be sure that there was no threat inside, and summoned the smoke ring back from the inside to break the boundary.

There is a circular blank space on the door of the broken grass hut, and there is a streamer transmission inside, and the grass on the door that has just turned into powder cannot be recovered, and the formation hidden inside has returned to normal.

The leader of the desert bandits disappeared in front of him, and after everyone sensed that they had just avoided suspicion and retracted it, they had not had time to release it again, and the second master had already taken the lead, and a divine soul transmission was sent into the minds of Zhao Yunfan and the four of them.

"Do it!"

The time is extremely exquisite, the desert bandit has not released the soul again, so he did not notice the abnormality of the fluctuation of the soul, Zhao Yunfan took the first step and rushed towards the desert bandit closest to him, the water pattern sword was already in his hand, and the two water balls that were originally suspended on his side exploded in place, and the bursting water droplets followed Zhao Yunfan and spread around.

Zhao Fei still has some combat effectiveness, Qian Fangrong's Taoism is related to Lingbao, and his combat effectiveness is greatly reduced after losing Lingbao, and Huang Xueyuan's soul was too seriously injured in the previous battle, even if he can do it, it is difficult to exert much strength, so he can only rely on himself.

This mid-stage "Cultivation Realm" desert bandit, the Divine Soul Perception was not released out of the body, and it was definitely impossible to keep up with Zhao Yunfan's movements by relying only on vision and hearing, and Zhao Yunfan was only two feet away from him, this distance was almost face-to-face for a monk who did not release the Divine Soul Perception "Cultivation Realm", he only had time to twist his side body to face Zhao Yunfan, and was pierced by Zhao Yunfan's sword through the abdominal dantian.

This desert bandit had an incredible look on his face, and he felt a large amount of xenomorph vitality gushing out of his body, wreaking havoc on the mortally attacked dantian even more, and the Dao Fruit in his body was pierced by a sword, and the Dao Fruit was shattering and disintegrating. The spirit was crumbling and dissolving, and the raging vitality destroyed his meridians and heart, and all the way up to the entrance of his eyebrows, swarming in, and a huge sense of powerlessness swept through his body.

"I'm so tired....." That was his last thought, and then he closed his eyes tiredly.

Killing a person is so simple, there is no bloodshed in the picture, the long hair and the corners of the clothes dance with the strong wind brought by the impact, and the body is beautiful and beautiful.

This unknown desert bandit didn't have time to do anything, and he had already died in vain, but he at least bought time for the desert bandit behind him.

The sudden attack, the desert bandit behind him also reacted quickly, and the divine soul perception was faster than everything that had already wrapped the entire cave, locking Zhao Yunfan, but due to his position, only the dead desert bandit could attack Zhao Yunfan.

A desert bandit on the left raised his fist and smashed at Zhao Yunfan's head, and a desert bandit on the right bent his hand into a finger and pointed at Zhao Yunfan's dantian, not giving Zhao Yunfan time to retreat, and it was too late to use the spirit treasure in his hand, and his hands and feet were the most direct, convenient, and fastest weapons for human beings.

Zhao Yunfan's attack has been completed, the move is old, if he does not have the "water spirit" natal supernatural power, he will not be able to escape this blow, he can only be hard to connect, it can be known that the two people who attacked him, the cultivation is slightly higher than him, so you don't have to think about the end, and you know the result.

But these two desert bandits with extremely fast reaction speed hit the empty place, and Zhao Yunfan disappeared in place, but this time Zhao Yunfan did not rely on the spatial magic power to get out of the battle circle, he just moved three feet back in place, and he was able to avoid the attack of the two.

Moreover, his figure also rushed forward in the air, the long sword maintained the action of stabbing the desert bandit's dantian, and the water pattern sword slashed to the right, and under the forward momentum, he took the head of the desert bandit on the right.

The desert bandit raised his head and leaned back, dodging the sword, and slapped the monk who had been broken by Zhao Yunfan's dantian with a palm of his left hand, and he slapped his dead companion at Zhao Yunfan to buy him time.

Zhao Yunfan missed a sword, and regardless of crashing into his desert bandit's corpse, his figure disappeared again, and when he reappeared, he was already three feet away from the desert bandit, and the long sword on the top turned back and cut down, and then took the head of the desert bandit on the right.

At this moment, the body movement of this desert bandit is to raise his head and lean back, his left hand is pushed out of the palm of his hand, and his right hand is stretched forward into a finger and is slowly retracting, this time Zhao Yunfan appeared on his right side again out of thin air, the desert bandit's pupils shrank, and there was no way to avoid it, the vitality in his body was galloping, and the body was moved to the left with the method of controlling the sky, and the desert bandit who was dead in the middle of the sword had been pushed out by him as a shield, the closer to the desert bandit on the left, the more hope he had to get the rescue of the desert bandit on the left.

The water-streaked sword slashed, accompanied by a few strands of hair and a puddle of blood, and the shoulder was already cut by the sword, and the bones were visible.

The body of the desert bandit with the sword in his shoulder maintained his original movement and continued to move to the left, and the injured shoulder had not yet felt pain, and the threat of death was approaching first.

After slashing through the desert bandit's shoulder, Zhao Yunfan's figure jumped again, appeared on the right side of the desert bandit, his body was almost close to the desert bandit, and he used the sword as a knife to slash his waist.

Their current posture is that the desert bandit is lying in the air, and Zhao Yunfan is at his waist and abdomen, raising his sword with one hand and slashing down at the desert bandit's waist.

The sword was slashing downward, the desert bandit's figure was moving to the left, and at the same time, a fist was rapidly approaching.

It turned out that the desert bandit on the left had already discovered the battle situation here, and at some point there was an extra fist glove in his hand, and there were four three-inch-long blades standing on the fist gauntlet, smashing into Zhao Yunfan's right shoulder.

It's not that this desert bandit didn't choose Zhao Yunfan's vital attack, it should have been Zhao Yunfan's second space jump, this punch had already been smashed, and the choice at that time was Zhao Yunfan's head position. But when Zhao Yunfan made the third spatial jump, the target of this punch, that is, Zhao Yunfan, disappeared, and when he reappeared, the position changed, and he tried his best to adjust the direction to be able to touch Zhao Yunfan's left shoulder.

The current situation does not allow him to make adjustments again, and can only hope to interfere with the other party, or make the other party have some scruples to stop, so that he can save this "companion" who has never met before.

The fist and the long sword are compared to speed, and no luck can change this fact, because the position and distance of the three people have already set the result and cannot be changed, unless Zhao Yunfan dodges this punch and retreats.

But how could Zhao Yunfan avoid it, the long sword stopped and cut down, this desert bandit's eyes burst out, and he was cut by Zhao Yunfan, and his fist also hit Zhao Yunfan's shoulder, and four blades came out of his back.

Zhao Yunfan was hit in the right shoulder, his body leaned to the left, and his left hand pointed at the bandit who pierced his right shoulder with the fist glove.

"Daofa Ice Forest!"

The desert bandit looked stunned, not because the other party used the Dao method, nor because the desert bandit companion was cut in half, but after he hit the opponent's left shoulder, the opponent's left shoulder "fell off" entirely.

In his imagination, the punch was powerful enough to knock the opponent flying, enough to complete the spell seal held in his left hand, and then a series of attacks took shape in his mind.

But this first step deviated from his assumption, and the other party did not fly out upside down, but leaned his body to the left with his strength, and got closer to him, and at this time his left hand was sealing, and his hands could not be free to return to defense.

The stunned expression was frozen, and the body turned into an ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture could still distinguish the human form, but the ice sculpture was extremely hideous.

Zhao Yunfan's heart slowed down, his left hand turned into a palm, his vitality went down his left arm, and he slapped the ice sculpture with one palm, when the ice sculpture turned into ice chips, he turned around and waved his hand to put away the shoulder, at this time, the right shoulder that fell off completely turned into a puddle of water in the air, and the left shoulder on his body disappeared, only the water squirmed.

Swapping injuries for injuries, he is not afraid of anyone, as long as he does not hurt the root of the "water spirit" body, a little damage to the body is not a big deal.

After being beheaded, mortals do not die immediately, let alone monks?

The beheaded monk watched as his companion turned into an ice sculpture and turned into a cloud of ice chips, and he couldn't understand what was going on... My heart is full of unwillingness, thinking about my identity other than that of a bandit, there are still many worries that are difficult to let go.

A drop of water hit his raised chin, and a flash of light flashed through him, and he finally understood what was going on with the other party's strange attack.

Seize the moment and use yourself, the water ball then bursts, and with one move, you jump to the position of the water bead that comes with you and attack again. The blow was not heavy, jumped to the position of the water droplet that followed, and attacked again, so three times, always suppressing the opponent's defense, maintaining an offensive posture, and finally finding an opportunity, fighting a strange "exercise", killing three people in a row in the case of exchanging injuries for injuries.

The two bodies fell to the ground, foaming blood in their mouths, and because they always maintained the posture of raising their heads, the afterglow of this dying desert bandit saw a burly monk with a flash of thunder, and he cut it down with an axe, and it was a companion's body that split two pieces from it and smashed to the ground.

In the reflection in his eyes, there is also a desert bandit kneeling on the ground, his head was smashed by a punch, red and white gushing out, and two companions fell to the ground at his feet, both dressed as desert bandits, and because of the angle, he couldn't see the face of the murderer.

It's just that the dress is extremely familiar, is it the third master? It's him? Why do you want to unite with the monks of Xiaotian Sect to kill each other against us? For the treasure in this cave?

The eyes of this desert bandit who was beheaded to death lost focus, and his consciousness slowly dissipated, Zhao Yunfan, dressed in a white robe, and the figure flying with a sword suddenly jumped into his mind.

"I envy you... Born with extraordinary qualifications, I can be accepted by the sect, I don't struggle for the ethereal road to immortality, and I don't have to find cultivation resources, I don't have to end up like I did for my cultivation resources, and I won't be defeated so easily by a one-dimensional cultivator who is one level lower than myself without high-level exercises. ”

Is it fate? Is it remorse......

Consciousness completely dissipated, and his world darkened...

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