When the young man surnamed Duan saw the lightning flashing under Ji Hai's feet, his face changed greatly, and when he reacted, Ji Hai's fingers crossed with an electric arc. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man surnamed Duan was also very familiar with the martial arts of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, and after a short period of great change in his face, he quickly calmed down.

The steps under his feet retreated again and again.

The disciple of Ling Sword Sect surnamed Lin on the side also changed his expression after the lightning flashed at Ji Hai's feet, and the moment he held the hilt of the sword in his hand and pulled it out, the long sword slashed towards Ji Hai with majestic power.

Ji Hai's left palm flipped, and the Huangquan dagger appeared in the palm.

Just hearing a bang, Ji Hai had already used his dagger to block a sword from the Ling Sword Sect's disciple.

The impact of Xuan Li turned into a wave of qi and rolled backwards around.

At the same time, Ji Hai's right hand was castrated unabated, and his fingers swept over the neck of the young man surnamed Duan under the entanglement of the arc, bringing up a blood flower at the same time, the man surnamed Duan retreated and castrated.

At this moment, his face was full of shock, and the contempt for Ji Hai just now had already disappeared at this time.

The Fire Refining Sect in the Fire Sealing Sect, when did it have such a strong disciple.

The man surnamed Duan covered his neck, and the blood kept flowing out, this was still because he was hiding fast, otherwise he would have died by this time.

The man surnamed Duan looked at Ji Hai and now the disciples of Ling Jian Sect surnamed Lin were fighting together, and quickly took out a bottle of pill and ate the next pill, then took out another bottle and poured the powder on the wound, and the blood immediately stopped.

When the man surnamed Duan was treating his wounds.

Ji Hai held the Huangquan dagger in his right hand, and the dagger was wrapped with a silk arc, and the arc made a crackling sound in the hand with the man surnamed Lin Ling Jianzong.

The more the man surnamed Lin and Ji Hai fought, the more frightened he became, whether it was Ji Hai's Xuan Qi coercion, or the great power that Ji Hai's dagger felt when he struck his long sword.

The man surnamed Lin of Ling Jian Sect was ruthless in his heart, and he let out a low cry in his mouth.

"Cold wind!"

Suddenly, powerful Xuan power gushed out on the sword body, and every time the man surnamed Lin swung a sword in the Ling Sword Sect, it seemed that a wall was condensed in front of him, a wall of wind.

This wall of wind pressed towards the sea of the season.

Last time, Ji Hai had already felt Ling Jianzong's sword skills, but at this time, it was not as irresistible as last time, and the arc of the Huangquan dagger in his hand made a crackling sound even louder.

Ji Hai's whole body sank slightly, and his feet flashed with lightning, and he swept towards the man of the Ling Sword Sect who was blocked by the wind wall.

"Bang!"

A thump.

The wind wall was still the same, and the Ling Sword Sect disciple stopped his movements, looked down, and saw a hand passing through the wind wall, and the dagger that this hand held pierced into his chest.

The face of the disciple surnamed Lin Ling Jian Sect turned pale in an instant, and he never thought that the cold wind of Ling Jian Sect, which was known as a defensive martial art, would be broken by a disciple of the sect who was recognized as the weakest.

The disciple of the Ling Sword Sect surnamed Lin saw a flash of lightning behind Ji Hai, and a sneer appeared on his face, as if to say that even if you are so powerful, you will come to the funeral with me.

"Be careful!"

Ou Xiaozhu's voice suddenly sounded.

Ji Hai threw his left hand behind him, and an arrow shot out from his cuff.

There was a pop, the sound of an arrow piercing, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Ji Hai turned his head and smiled at Ou Xiaozhu, signaling that he was fine, and then went to fetch the things on the two of them.

Ou Xiaozhu looked at Ji Hai's back, her heart was full of shock, she may not know all the strength of Duan Lin and the two, but the strength shown by the two of them was enough for her to be unable to resist, but in Ji Hai's hands, it was as if they were just two children.

Compared with the disciples of other sects who understand the Fire Sealing Sect, Ou Xiaozhu, as a disciple of the Fire Sealing Sect, understands the Fire Sealing Sect better, and the strength of the Fire Sealing Door to the outside world can be said to be supported by the Fire Refining Sect, not because of the force of the Fire Refining Sect, but the art of alchemy, because the art of alchemy makes other sects dare not suppress it, as for the strength of the Wufeng Sect, although it is about the same as other sects, after all, the number of people is only half of that of other sects, so the strength of the sect can be said to be the weakest of the three sects.

But it is a fire refining sect that is known for its alchemy skills, and there is a demon like Ji Hai, how can Ou Xiaozhu not be shocked.

"Senior Sister Ou is okay, right?" After Ji Hai scavenged the loot, he came to Ou Xiaozhu and asked.

After this period of time, Ou Xiaozhu also recovered, shook his head, glanced at Ji Hai suspiciously, and said, "What kind of strength are you?" Why do you still use the martial arts of the Wind Thunder Pavilion? ”

"Senior sister, I only have the eighth order of a martial artist, as for why I used the martial arts of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, I naturally got a copy from them, and then I studied it, and it will be, why can't I cultivate the martial arts of other sects?" Ji Hai shrugged his shoulders and pointed at the disciple surnamed Duan, Wind Thunder Pavilion.

When Ou Xiaozhu heard this, he was surprised and said, "You only have the eighth order of a martial artist?" ”

Ou Xiaozhu looked at Duan Lin and the two who fell to the ground, these two people are at the peak realm of martial artists, Ji Hai can easily kill the two of them, if Ji Hai reaches the peak realm of martial artists, it is almost invincible in the realm of martial artists!

Perhaps, Ji Hai can be compared to the genius Han Qingruo a year ago.

Ou Xiaozhu thought so.

Airplanes.

At that moment, a humming sound swept from a distance, as if it were coming from the entire underground of the blessed land, and then there was a violent tremor of the earth.

Ou Xiaozhu's face showed a look of panic, and he stumbled under his feet.

Ji Hai's expression also changed, and he hurriedly grabbed Ou Xiaozhu's waist.

Feeling the softness of Ou Xiaozhu's skin, I smelled the faint fragrance of Ou Xiaozhu itself.

But Ji Hai was not in the mood to have any other emotions at all, but looked in one direction, which was the Wind Thunder Pavilion camp he had sent Han Rubing to just now.

That is, just now, Ji Hai clearly felt that the fluctuation came from the Wind Thunder Pavilion camp.

The tremors did not last long and passed quickly.

At this time, Ou Xiaozhu felt that her waist was hugged by a man, although it was because she was unsteady on her feet just now, but she had never been in contact with a man, and her calm heart couldn't help but fluctuate a little at this time.

Ou Xiaozhu squinted at his eyes, although he was not very old, he was quite delicate at this time, and he could even say that he had a handsome face, and Ou Xiaozhu's heart beat faster.

Ji Hai was worried about what was going on in the Wind Thunder Pavilion camp, but he didn't pay attention to Ou Xiaozhu's changes at this time, and after feeling the ground tremor disappear, he let go of Ou Xiaozhu.

Ji Hai apologized: "Senior sister was offended just now. ”

Ou Xiaozhu's face turned a little rosy, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, by the way, what happened just now?" ”

Ji Hai shook his head, saying that he didn't know either, but thinking of what Yin Chuwei had said, Ji Hai seemed to have guessed something, and his eyes showed a hint of interest.