Yuan Xinwei saw the idea of the black cloak, he sneered, and shouted: "Please also ask Brother Yuanfeng to help me, the kid is treacherous, and it will change later." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"With me here, where can he become?" Huang Yuanfeng stood in the treetops and replied proudly, but he did not end. Jian Xiu has always been a proud creature.

Xia Mohan didn't want to wait any longer, she pulled up her long sword and attacked Yuan Xinwei from an unbelievable angle.

Huang Yuanfeng stood in the treetops, his eyes narrowed and reminded, "The kid has to run." ”

"Stay alive!" Yuan Xinwei snorted and slammed into the black cloak with his proud divine sense.

He has been waiting for this moment for a long time, this kid's divine sense is weak, and he was made to vomit blood by himself last time, with the strength of his divine sense, even if he can't win a blow, at least it will affect him a lot.

He seemed to have seen that both sides had been cut off by his own sword.

Well done! Xia Mohan was also waiting for this opportunity, she ran the divine consciousness that had been brewed for a long time, and greeted it heavily, the difference between the two people's divine consciousness was not big, one had no intention and the other had a heart, and the result of the collision could be imagined.

Yuan Xinwei never dreamed that the other party's divine sense was so strong, and his body couldn't help but stagnate slightly, just between the lightning and flint, Xia Mohan's long sword glowed with a cold light and had already deceived his throat.

It is worthy of being a mid-stage Jindan monk, and at this critical moment, his body moved three inches to the side, dodging this sword, and then he felt a pain in his left shoulder.

"Look for death!" Yuan Xinwei didn't even look at the injury, and the long sword in his right hand was about to cut off the black cloak arm, but what was very strange was that the swordsmanship he had practiced extremely skillfully was deviated at this moment.

His body was inexplicably out of balance.

Yuan Xinwei fought too hard, and the black cloak came out of the sword too quickly, he didn't notice it at all, the sword of the black cloak directly picked up his entire left shoulder.

Yuan Xinwei didn't notice it, but Huang Yuanfeng was startled. It was the first time he had seen a mid-stage foundation building monk who could inflict heavy damage on the mid-stage of Jindan in a face-to-face battle.

It's not uncommon for Zhuji to win Jindan, but it's mostly because of the restraint of the exercises or the restriction of magic weapons, and if you can win a move and a half, then the Zhuji monk will definitely be very famous.

But in the real game of life and death, the two sides do not have an overwhelming magic weapon advantage, and the foundation building monk can inflict heavy damage on the Jindan monk, which is not the category of genius at all, it is a talent against the sky.

Especially Yuan Xinwei is not a simple Jindan mid-stage, although he has not been in the mid-Jin period for a short time, he is in the mid-stage of the strong, and he can even repel Huang Qiang, who is also in the middle of the strong stage, in person.

said that it was too late, Huang Yuanfeng found that Yuan Xinwei's situation was critical, so he naturally would not stand by anymore, he raised his hand, and a sword light slashed over.

"Do you still want a face?" Xia Mohan slid away a few feet to the side of her body, and she snorted coldly and sarcastically: "Don't say that the strong bully the weak, but also bully the less, it turns out that this is your rule." ”

"Boy, I'm going to break your body into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart." Yuan Xinwei realized that his left arm was cut off by the roots, his face was hideous, and he roared sharply.

raised his hand and offered an inkstone and waved it towards Xia Mohan. This inkstone is the magic weapon that smashed Huang Qiang before, the inkstone is made of heavy Xuanjing, it looks small but very weighty.

Xia Mohan's figure was fluttering, flashing to the right, but on the other side, a sharp sword light was slashing horizontally, and all the retreats were blocked for a while.

With a loud "boom", the inkstone and the sword light hit the shield at the same time, Xia Mohan was hit and flew dozens of feet, and a mouthful of blood rushed directly to his throat.

Taking advantage of this vacancy, Xia Mohan swallowed the blood in his mouth, his figure flashed, and he rushed into the jungle.

"The Yuan family and the Huang family, I remember..."

Yuan Xinwei laughed cruelly: "What about remembering?" Do you have a chance for revenge? He picked up the broken arm and put it in the storage ring, bandaged the wound with the pill to stop bleeding, took back the inkstone, raised his leg and chased after him.

Huang Yuanfeng's eyes narrowed: "Don't talk nonsense." He raised his hand to withdraw the long sword, and immediately after him, another sword light slashed over.

This time, the two of them saw clearly, the shield on the black cloak flashed with purple light, and this person was split several feet, but still did not cause any damage.

High-level magic weapons? Huang Yuanfeng and Yuan Xinwei glanced at each other, their eyes flickering.

Behind him, there were many people chasing after him, Xia Mohan endured the severe pain, and used the mana of his whole body to perform a hidden technique.

Seeing a big living person disappear from life, everyone who caught up after him gasped in unison, Yuan Xinwei and Huang Yuanfeng were still posing as attacking, but the target had disappeared.

I wipe, teleport? Isn't this a means that only immortals have? It's so incredible, it's so terrifying, everyone's hearts are horrified!

"There is no space fluctuation," Yu Hanfeng, who has always believed in his identity, said lightly, and the Yu family is really well-informed.

Li Yuansheng said in a deep voice: "It's not blood, there is no blood overflowing. "At this moment, it's time to consider the heritage of each clan's family, and you can't hide it," maybe it's stealth. ”

Huang Yinghua's brows immediately locked: "Stealth technique, then it will be difficult." ”

For them, stealth is unattainable, requires extremely strong talent to cultivate, and only exists in legends. Even if it is a god or even a Mahayana monk, there are very few people who can cultivate invisibility, and there is no one in ten thousand.

Thinking that he had actually provoked the master who had mastered the stealth technique during the foundation building period, Huang Yinghua's scalp was numb.

Huang Yuanfeng snorted coldly: "It's nothing more than wind or wood," he flicked his sleeves and looked disapplieving, "Set up a windless and woodless bureau to see how he hides?" ”

The stealth technique of the cultivation realm has attributes, stealth in the water is called water hide, and stealth in the soil is called earth hide, and the black cloak disappears in the forest, then, it is either wood hide or wind hide.

If Xia Mohan was here at this time, he would definitely laugh three times. She is a chaotic Dao body, and the spells she cultivates are not limited to her attributes.

She was caught between two Jindan monks, fled in embarrassment, and had to reveal that she knew how to stealth. But in all fairness, it's not that bad, she likes to fight with the strong, so that she can sharpen herself, and when she is strong, she will be strong.

She only had one thing to think about now: with six Jin Dan chasing behind her, how would she carry this hurdle.

Knowing that he can stealth the technique, he can also cut off the early stage monk of Jindan, and in the head-to-head battle with two mid-stage Jindan, he can also cut off the arm of a mid-stage monk of Jindan, I believe that many people will consider whether this trip is worth the trip.

She flew for a hundred miles in one breath, and she had already reached the depths of the forest, and then there were six or seven level demon beasts before she stopped and took a breath.