The man was obviously very satisfied with Jiang Xiaofei's answer, and a rare smile appeared on his resolute face. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info His smile has a kind of enchanting magic that is difficult for any woman to resist in front of him.

"Come help me." The man said suddenly.

"What?" Jiang Xiaofei didn't understand what the other party meant for a while.

At this time, I saw the man take out a quaint scroll from the storage artifact and hand the corner to Jiang Xiaofei.

Jiang Xiaofei reached out and grabbed it according to his meaning, and the two of them each held one side and spread out the scroll. After the scroll was spread out, there was a zhang Xu Chang, and there were portraits of women on them, lifelike, as if they were all alive. Counting them, there were more than a dozen, and each one was the same person. More than a dozen portraits of women all present different scenes, the casualness of strolling in the garden, the intoxication of folding flowers and smelling, the gentleness of gently pulling the hair, the beauty of drinking spring water, and the graceful 、、、。 There are different aesthetics and different artistic conceptions.

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but be stunned, the woman painted on the scroll was the Dream Fairy who fought fiercely with the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor. He first glanced at the portrait in front of him, and then looked at the dream fairy in the void, and he actually had the illusion that the dream fairy jumped on this scroll.

"Don't move." The man said.

At this time, the man took out his paintbrush at some point, splashed ink, and began to paint as if no one was around. He first looked at the dream fairy in the air, and then the paintbrush in his hand kept waving, extremely fast and without stopping. It is not natural, but it is full of rhyme. It didn't take long for the natural transformation to succeed.

The moment he stopped writing, the special ink on it also dried instantly. He gazed carefully at the figure on the painting and nodded in satisfaction.

"What do you think?" The man asked.

Jiang Xiaofei was shocked at this moment, and replied: "I'm alive." A few words in layman's terms, but they express the essence of the painting.

A warm smile was always on the man's face. He casually rolled up the scroll and put it in the storage artifact, looked at the battle in the sky, and said lightly, "Maybe I should go and help her." ”

Of course, Jiang Xiaofei understood the meaning of the man's words.

After the man finished speaking, he didn't see how he moved, and the figure that was originally standing next to Jiang Xiaofei instantly dimmed, and the next moment it appeared in the void in the distance.

Jiang Xiaofei looked at the figure in the void, and said to a strange man. Judging from the man's actions, he has been obsessed with the sleepwalking fairy to the extreme.

The battle in the void had reached a fever pitch, and the Chisan people had their arms cut off by the Flying Eagle Gate Master, and blood flowed out like a spring. And Mu Xiuyun was also seriously injured. But the two of them still gritted their teeth to support themselves. On the other hand, the master of the Flying Eagle Gate is becoming more and more courageous, and his eyes are full of fierceness. Just looking at his movements, he was not in a hurry to kill the two, as if he was going to slowly consume the remaining vitality of the two.

On the other battlefield, Night Spotted Ling was already scarred, and her movements became more and more clumsy. Under the powerful supernatural powers of the Dream Fairy Fairy, the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor could only support left and right, and from time to time he had to face the sneak attack of the White Jade Spirit Dragon.

At this time, the man suddenly appeared, and the battlefields of both sides stopped instantly.

Although the man reached the void, his eyes were always fixed on the Dream Fairy. It seems that in his eyes, there is only the existence of the dream fairy in heaven and earth.

The Dream Fairy frowned slightly, "Why are you here?" ”

The man said, "You know, where there is you, there is naturally me." ”

Fairy Mengyou shook her head helplessly, pointed at the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor and said, "He has a copy of the Poison Sutra on him, you can snatch it back for me." ”

The man smiled and nodded, and said seriously: "Then this person, is he going to live or die?" ”

Fairy Mengyou said lightly: "You can look at it." ”

The man smiled and nodded.

When the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor saw the conversation between the two of them, he was angry, and he was almost smoking. He was jealous of the man who suddenly appeared, but he didn't dare to make any moves. His expression kept changing, "Who are you?" ”

The man said: "The intersection of the two of us may be the moment in front of us." The next moment, you're going to die, even if you know my name. He always spoke gently and elegantly, not in a hurry, but also in a serious manner.

The Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor's face was cloudy, his eyes were gloomy, and he said, "Who is dead, it's not certain?" ”

The man smiled slightly, and walked towards the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor step by step. I saw that with every step he took, the void under his feet rippled, containing Dao rhyme, and continued to spread towards the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor.

At this time, the night spotted Ling cried endlessly, and the blood-red eagle eyes looked restless.

The white jade spirit dragon returned to its original appearance, wrapping around the arm of the Dream Fairy and twisting the snake body, swallowing the snake letter.

"Ahhh

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the void.

"Senior brother," Mu Xiuyun exclaimed.

But it was the master of the Flying Eagle Gate who suddenly became troubled at this time, and cut off half of the head of the Chisan man with a knife. After the Chisan people screamed, they lost their vitality and their bodies fell from the void. The Divine Soul Phantom that had just flown out of the body of the Chisan people was also instantly shattered by the Flying Eagle Gate Master. Immediately, he ended up dead.

After the master of the Flying Eagle Gate succeeded with a knife, he slashed at Mu Xiuyun without stopping with another knife. He saw that the man who suddenly appeared was with the other party, and immediately felt that the situation was not good, so he planned to kill the two of them in the shortest possible time, so that he could go and help the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor.

Mu Xiuyun saw the corpse of the Chisan man falling, and hurriedly flew after him, ignoring the powerful knife behind him.

"Hmph," the Dream Fairy snorted coldly. With a casual throw, the demon bell in his hand pierced through the void and immediately hit the blade. Listening to the sound of 'clang', a yellow-level magic weapon big knife was immediately broken into two.

The dream fairy followed like a shadow, piercing through the void, and instantly appeared next to the master of the Flying Eagle Gate, with a mysterious rhyme on the white palm, and the palm was imprinted on the chest of the master of the Flying Eagle Gate.

The body of the Flying Eagle Gate Master flew backwards, blood spurting wildly from his mouth. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a blood hole suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and a figure as white as jade came out from within. But it was the white jade spirit dragon that instantly pierced through his Mud Pill Palace. His Dao body instantly lost its vitality, and his body flew and fell like a dead leaf.

At the same time, a Divine Soul Phantom struggled out of his Mud Pill Palace, with a look of fear on his face, and he immediately wanted to flee away.

At this time, the demon bell in the hand of the Dream Fairy lit up a black hole, and a powerful suction force instantly sucked the soul of the Flying Eagle Gate Master into it.

In the woods below, the disciples of the Flying Eagle Sect all over the place saw the fall of the sect master, and their faces were all gray and shocked.

"Chen'er."

The Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor's eyes widened, and a burst of anger rushed straight to the top of his head. By this time, the man had already come to him. But he didn't seem to realize it, and a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The man suddenly sensed that something was wrong and immediately flew away.

"Boom,"

The next moment, the position of the Flying Eagle Gate Ancestor suddenly exploded with an earth-shattering explosion, and a wave of spiritual power that could destroy everything swept around.

The man was the closest, and as he flew back, his fingers kept pinching, and layers of light curtains continued to appear between his fingers, resisting the violent energy that swept in. Behind the layers of light that he used more than a dozen times, he escaped from the range swept by that energy.

At the center of the spiritual storm, a hideous Divine Soul Phantom instantly burrowed into Ye Banling's body. The next moment, Night Spotted Ling instantly became several times larger, and its huge body covered the world. A terrifying aura emanated from Nightspotted Ling's body, and the entire void instantly became distorted.

It turned out that the ancestor of the Flying Eagle Gate saw that the master of the Flying Eagle Gate was dying, and knew that he was not the man's opponent, so he chose to self-detonate the Dao body, wanting to severely damage the man. At the same time, he used the secret method again, and his own spirit instantly fused together.

Jiang Xiaofei in the distance looked at everything in front of him dumbfounded, this kind of earth-destroying energy fluctuation, even if he was in the distance, was a palpitation. At the same time, he felt an irresistible sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The disciples of the Flying Eagle Gate around saw that in a moment, the master of the sect died, and the ancestor blew himself up again, and the panic spread, and all the disciples scattered and fled in an instant.

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the disciples of the Flying Eagle Sect fleeing in his direction like a tide. Immediately fly and hide in the leafy branches. Subsequently, panicked Flying Eagle Sect disciples continued to fly by, and even if they found Jiang Xiaofei's existence, they avoided it from afar.

Jiang Xiaofei sighed lightly, thinking that he was a snake shadow. These disciples are like frightened birds at the moment, they are all running for their lives in a panic, how can they still have the leisure to take care of themselves.

It didn't take long for him to see Mu Xiuyun carrying the corpse of the Chisan man again, staggering towards here. At the same time, the name of Wanwan is constantly called in his mouth.

After Jiang Xiaofei thought about it, he flew down and came to Mu Xiuyun and said, "Senior, Wanwan has already left." ”

When Mu Xiuyun saw that it was Jiang Xiaofei, her eyes widened, and she shouted: "You are talking nonsense, did you kill her?" ”

Jiang Xiaofei was speechless, and now Wanwan has left. If Mu Xiuyun insisted on saying that he killed Wanwan. How to explain it yourself. He secretly scolded himself for being redundant, and his face turned cold and said, "I didn't lie to you, Wanwan is indeed gone." After he finished speaking, he ignored Mu Xiuyun's reaction and was about to fly away.

Mu Xiuyun saw that Jiang Xiaofei was leaving, and there was resentment in her eyes. She quickly put down the corpse of the naked man, and with a shock of dust in her hand, she turned into a match, and shot towards Jiang Xiaofei's back heart like a long snake.

"You demon scum, you killed Wanwan, I want you to pay with blood."