Suddenly, as if receiving some order, the two Immortal Sword Palace Yuanying Cultivators retreated into the distance in unison. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zuo Danqing, who was fighting with Feng Wuxie, and another Tiangong Sect Yuanying Cultivator also flew backwards in unison.

At the same time, a group of monks on the two flying boats, but more than a dozen monks sacrificed magic weapons from afar, and they all blasted towards the one-eyed Taoist priest and Feng Wuxie, and this magic weapon actually expanded rapidly, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, as if it was about to explode.

The one-eyed Taoist priest's face changed greatly, his figure flickered, and he fled into the distance, and a group of ghost generals rushed out of the mist with a scream, swinging their swords and slashing towards the flying magic weapons.

The white bone banner flew high, circling and dancing smaller and smaller, following the one-eyed Taoist priest.

Feng Wuxian teamed up with a seventh-order Golden Horn Red Flame Tiger, who had already gained the upper hand, seeing this scene, he was secretly angry, and turned around and fled with the demon tiger, waving the long red chain in his hand, and in the sound of Ding Dingdang, the long chain was actually wrapped around Feng Wuxie's body, as if wearing a set of red flame armor.

Seeing the direction of the two escaping, more than a dozen people on the flying boat sacrificed flying swords and magic weapons to intercept the two, and there were also several magic weapons that expanded rapidly and prepared to explode.

These Jindan monks didn't dare to fight alone with Yuanying monks, and at this moment, they did not hesitate to blow up their magic weapons to attack together, not to mention Feng Wuxian and this one-eyed Taoist, even great monks such as Chu Xuan and Wen Ruyu had to avoid the edge for the time being.

Wen Ruyu's nine natal flying swords came out together, and the sword shadows flickered in the sky, turning into a sword net, both offensive and defensive, and the man in the feather coat was inseparable, and the battle situation was the farthest away from the two flying boats, and these magic weapons exploded by themselves, and it was difficult to hurt them.

However, the place where Zhuo Xingchen and Chu Xuan fought fiercely was not far from the place where Feng Wuxian and others confronted each other.

Zhuo Xingchen was wearing a tattered black battle armor, even if he was covered in poison, with the armor to protect himself, two poisonous spiders to help, and a Lingbao-level Bibo knife in his hand, in the face of the joint attack of Chu Xuan and the four high-level puppets, it was difficult to win, and the mana loss was serious, but the two Yuanying monks who were killed on the other side fell because of his poison and their magical powers were sharply reduced.

Chu Xuan is also wearing battle armor, his bare face and hands are turquoise, his expression is ugly, there are only two of the four high-level puppets left at the moment, if it is not for the deep mana, there are a lot of antidote elixirs in his hands, and there are thunderbolt beads to help, he is already invincible at this moment, he didn't expect that a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant would be so troublesome, and he had the opportunity to kill the other party several times, but he was dodged by the other party.

Finding that the monks on the flying boat had launched an attack, Chu Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, his figure flickered, and flew back into the distance, while the two puppets pounced on Zhuo Xingchen one left and one right, slashing away with swords and guns.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Xingchen suddenly took out a talisman seal and slapped it on his body, and his speed suddenly increased greatly, rushing out from under the attack of the two puppets, chasing Chu Xuan, with a wave of the big knife in his hand, a turquoise knife light rose to the sky, and went straight to Chu Xuan's back.

"Damn it!"

Chu Xuan cursed, raised his hand, and a silver wedge flew behind him, facing the sword light.

Fang just sacrificed all the thunderbolt beads in his hand, and did not kill Zhuo Xingchen, the dignified great monk was pressed and beaten by a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, this feeling was particularly unpleasant.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a golden fist shadow appeared out of thin air, smashing straight towards the door.

Although the fist shadow is small, it is fast, and it contains a fierce killing power.

In the face of this small fist shadow, Chu Xuan was actually upside down, and there was an inexplicable fear in his heart, as if he was about to have a catastrophe coming, he secretly screamed badly, his figure flickered, rushed to the side, and dodged the fist shadow attack when he couldn't make a move, but suddenly burst out of a purple-gold brilliance in front of him, and a purple-gold long stick swept over, and with the stick shadow, there was also a mountain of coercion that seemed to imprison the void.

The space around Chu Xuan's body suddenly tightened, and he was actually imprisoned on the spot, unable to escape from a distance, so he had to let out a low roar, clenched another silver wedge with both hands, and smashed it towards the stick shadow.

With a sound of "dang", the silver mace flew out of his hand, and the sound of bones shattering followed, Chu Xuan's arms and bones were broken, but the stick shadow was still full of might, and smashed between Chu Xuan's waist with Wanjun's huge force, a violent force tore through the armor, pouring into the body, the suppressed toxins in the body broke out in an all-round way, the seven orifices were bleeding, all the internal organs were shattered, the yuan infant fainted instantly, and the thin body flew towards the right rear like a meteor.

And the direction in which his figure went was the direction in which Zhuo Xingchen rushed forward.

Zhuo Xingchen instinctively swung the knife and slashed away, blood splashed, Chu Xuan was split in half from between his waist, and the dizzy Yuan Ying was directly crushed by the knife light.

With a buzz, a purple-gold stick shadow followed Yu Xuan's figure and smashed towards Zhuo Xingchen, and where the stick shadow passed, the void distorted.

Seeing this stick shadow, Zhuo Xingchen's heart trembled inexplicably, secretly screaming that it was not good, and slashed it away.

Although he was fighting fiercely, he also noticed the approach of the flying boat, and noticed that the monks on the flying boat were hiding their figures, obviously wanting to reap the profits, and because of this, he used his magic powers to make ruthless moves, and wanted to solve the battle as soon as possible.

But at this moment, the flying boat was obviously three hundred miles away from the battle, so why did a strong enemy suddenly appear in front of him.

The shadow of the stick was shattered, but Zhuo Xingchen was so vigorously hit by the shadow of the stick that he flew backwards more than ten zhang away, just stood firm in the air, and with a flower in front of him, a blurred figure was already holding a long stick and pounced in front of him several feet away, and smashed down with a stick.

"Damn, how could it be him!"

Seeing the appearance of this long stick, Zhuo Xingchen suddenly realized who the person who attacked him was, and he was inexplicably flustered in his heart.

The three armor-piercing cones are extremely sharp, and the seven absolute poisons contained in them are the most poisonous poisons in his hands, extremely rare, the seven absolute poisons in the body of the Yuanying monk will die, even if the god master is hit by the armor-breaking cone, he will have a headache, and it is difficult to resolve in a short time, but Liu Changsheng carried it with the Jindan realm, which is really unacceptable.

This freak was not afraid of poisoning his hand, he was already invincible, took a deep breath, suppressed the panic, lifted the strength of his whole body, and slashed over.

"Boom!"

The purple, gold, and green brilliance burst out in the air, and the violent spiritual power scattered and flew in all directions, and Zhuo Xingchen's arrows flew into the distance, flashing dozens of feet away, and blood spurted wildly in his mouth, only to feel a huge force vibrating in his body, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered.

With this knife, he actually used his strength to try to distance himself from Liu Changsheng far enough.

Behind him was the wind howling, roaring and shaking the sky, as many as more than 20 magic weapons exploded almost at the same moment, the earth shook the mountains, the dust and smoke were filled, and the void seemed to rise a round of giant sun, the wind was sweeping, the spiritual light flickered, the magic weapon fragments scattered like a torrential rain, and a terrifying coercion like an annihilation fell from the sky.

There was a flash of spiritual light in front of him, and the sound of breaking the air was loud, and Zhuo Xingchen's figure was instantly submerged in the wind and smoke, and countless magic weapon fragments shot out.

Liu Changsheng secretly screamed bad luck, with a wave of the long stick in his hand, a stick shadow flew out, smashing into the position of Zhuo Xingchen's figure like lightning, and with a rush of mana, the meteor crashed into the ground like a fall, and the golden light around his body flashed, and the mixed yuan battle armor was draped on his body, and it crashed into the depths of the ground with a bang.

The sound of "sighing" in the sky above the head was loud, and countless magic weapon fragments roared away, and even some magic weapon fragments flew towards the ground, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and ravines of different depths were born in an instant.

The dust and smoke have not yet dissipated, Liu Changsheng has already rushed out of the ground, after all, it is not the center of the magic weapon self-explosion, although there are a few scratches on the battle armor, it still hurts the body.

Divine sense swept over, Zhuo Xingchen did not die in the self-explosion of the magic weapon, nor was he smashed by the shadow of the stick, he was fleeing into the distance with his head shut, the black battle armor was full of holes, there were large tears, he was covered in blood, and his thigh was broken.

In the other direction, Feng Wuxian fled for his life in the distance.

As for the Golden Horn Red Flame Tiger, I don't know if it fell and died in the front and back of the magic weapon's self-explosion, or if it was collected into the spirit beast ring by Feng Wuxie.

And not long after the one-eyed Taoist priest had just advanced to the realm of Yuanying, his supernatural powers and speed were far inferior to Feng Wuxie, and he was directly involved in the self-explosion of several magic weapons, and his body died, and even Yuanying did not escape.

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