And Huang Ying's senior brother, Xiao Lin, the only son of the head of the sect, was not an immortal cultivator of fire attribute aura, when the eight-clawed demon beast swept the wind up again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Lin, who was wet with water, suddenly shivered by the wind.

As if they hadn't seen it, Li Zhu and Huang Ying used their spiritual power on their magic weapons alone, trying to maintain their bodies from being carried away by the wind.

At this moment, the three of them are still thinking about trying to maintain their image in order to make a good impression in front of the three of them.

And when the wind rose, Li Zhu and the three of them saw clearly that the three people who were still moving freely in the wind and were not affected at all realized something.

In the fierce wind, the tentacles of the eight-clawed demon beast kept surging, stirring up a wave of wind and clouds.

The figures of Situ Yue and the three of them were like rocks in the wind, and they even had the strength to deal with the tentacles of the eight-clawed demon beast.

Seeing that the wind set off by the eight-clawed demon beast was getting stronger and stronger, displeasure flashed in Situ Yue's eyes, and the wind blew a little annoying.

Situ Ming also frowned, as if remembering the scene when she and Situ Yue were swept here from the shore by the wind just now, although there is an aura to protect the body, but there is not only the wind in the wind, there are many unknown and unknown things, such as fine sand, there must be there, and it is not a good thing to think of the simple picture in the wind.

Turning his head and glancing at Situ Yue, the meaning was obvious, the trial was over, and he started working!

When Situ Ming and Situ Yue turned their bodies again to face the two tentacles in front of them, the expressions on their faces also became serious, and a killing momentum swept out from the two of them.

The tentacles that were pumped over were suddenly stunned, and they were even forced to pause for a few seconds by the momentum.

And Situ Yue's appearance at this time seemed to be the real start of the battle, only to see that the long sword in her hand suddenly became extremely red, and a hot breath came out of the sword, and the constant flickering red light even made the two tentacles hesitate again, flickering a few times, and finally subconsciously wanted to retract into the water, as if it was the safest place.

However, the next moment, the huge folding fan hanging above the eight-clawed demon beast once again emitted a dazzling white light, and flowers that were even grander than before flew down from above, this time with more speed and power than the previous two times.

I saw the flowers enter the water, but the next moment it seemed to disappear, but the surface of the lake flashed and tumbled violently, accompanied by a large wave of bright red blood.

And the tentacles that had just retracted into the water also broke out of the water, but they saw that the tentacles the thickness of the bucket were already flowing with blood, and even the top of one of the tentacles had been cut off by half.

The tragic scene suddenly made the three Li Zhu not far away, their faces a little pale, so violent!

Can this combat power be achieved by itself?

Obviously, it can't, and when Xiao Lin's gaze was raised again, he was already looking at the huge folding fan with green light, this is really a treasure, you look at this power, it is simply able to kill anything in an instant.

If they can get him, then the combat effectiveness of their sect will definitely rise to a higher level, and his status will be even higher, and the "beauties" who are still fighting in the distance will also love themselves even more.

Xiao Lin, who was still dreaming, didn't consciously want to use the folding fan for his own use.

His focus seems to be different from that of Huang Ying and Li Zhu.

He didn't realize in the slightest what kind of cultivation was worthy of using this weapon?

In his mind, he still had the idea of raising their lowest sect to a higher level, and the ultimate realization of this idea was the folding fan that hovered above the eight-clawed demon beast.

The folding fan was crystal clear, faintly exuding a quaint atmosphere, and the big moves released from time to time suddenly made Xiao Lin's eyes worthwhile.

"Mine, that's mine!"

"Haha!"

"This must be the treasure that appeared on the eight-clawed demon beast, it's all mine!"

Hearing this, the ears of everyone on the shore were suddenly a little confused, what is the situation, isn't this the folding fan of the man in red? How did you become that eight-clawed monster?

Isn't this a clear desire to capture the treasure?

Although everyone was indignant, they thought of the strength of the man in red, and immediately stood aside with a look of watching a good show.

Since this man wants to do this thing of seizing other people's weapons, he really doesn't weigh his own strength, and this is what the people are not enough to swallow the elephant.

And Xiao Lin is still immersed in his own world.

At this time, the tentacle that was deliberately let go by Meng Wuchen to attack the three of them was also forced out of the water again.

This time, the tentacles immediately found their target, and the three people who were still trying to maintain their bodies from being swept away by the wind were suddenly shocked.

The tentacles of the thickness of the bucket swam in the void like the most flexible small snake, and at a blink of an eye, they once again headed towards the nearest Xiao Lin, but in an instant, Xiao Lin, who was still standing on the long sword, was swept into the river again by the thick tentacles.

There was a pop and a huge splash.

Immediately afterwards, the tentacles did not stop, but ran towards the location of Huang Ying and Li Zhu, and swept lightly, and these two people also followed in Xiao Lin's footsteps.

There was a pop twice, and there was a huge splash again.

When the people on the shore saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh.

These three people really wrote and directed a comedy by themselves, which made everyone happy.

And at this time, after the tentacle lifted the three of them away, it did not stop, but suddenly pulled in the direction where Situ Yue was.

The speed was amazing, but looking at Situ Yue's eyes, it was a little slow.

Situ Yue had already known its trajectory in advance, and the long sword in his hand flew out directly, impartially, with a fiery red sword intent and a strong aura, and he saw that a long sword wound appeared on the tentacle.

And this is not over, Situ Yue has obviously played enough, and at that moment, the long sword once again backhanded, and the entire sword body was submerged into the tentacle.

The thick tentacles of the bucket suddenly flowed like blood, and the next moment, Situ Yue once again used his sword in one direction, and saw that the thick tentacles had been cut off and saw that most of them were still connected to the flesh.

"Roar! Roar! A painful beast roar was deafening.

But Situ Yue did not relent, paused, but swung out a few more pieces, and the tentacles that were originally more than ten meters long were instantly cut to less than five meters.

Bright red blood stained the river, and a strong smell of blood spread in the river.

After solving one tentacle, Situ Yue will be faster to deal with the previous two tentacles.

Soon, the other two tentacles were also solved by Situ Yue in the same way, and the tentacles were fast and ruthless, and they were suddenly seen by Xiao Lin and the three of them who had just come out of the water, and their eyes suddenly turned over, so strong!

And Xiao Lin was not awakened by the scene in front of him, but when he saw Situ Yue's peerless face, he was shocked, it was still beautiful, this kind of beauty is not the same as the flamboyant and evil beauty of Meng Wuchen.