Lu Lian's body trembled, and she stood up with fear: "No, no." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info It's not mine...."

Xia Mohan didn't look at her, picked up the silk yarn and stuffed two elixirs into her mouth, and poured one elixir into his own mouth. Xia Mohan staggered to his feet, his pupils were all golden, and there were no whites of his eyes. His bare wrists were covered with dark golden stripes, his fingers were thinner and longer, and his long nails were sharp and sharp. Xia Mohan's whole body was full of aura, and the hunting sound of a red-clothed drum sounded.

Xia Mohan's left hand raised and swept towards the bluehorn beast, only to hear a crisp click, there were a few more blood marks on the greenhorn's body, but Xia Mohan's nails were broken, all the phalanges were broken, and the entire left wrist was dripping with blood and hanging down unnaturally; Xia Mohan didn't care about it, and followed with a sword in his right hand, with endless domineering intent, he slashed towards the head of the bluehorn. This sword seemed to drive the power of heaven and earth, and with the chill of time and space, it cut a deep scar on the head of the bluehorn, and blood spurted out from the bluehorn's head; Xia Mohan still didn't stop, his broken left hand clenched into a fist, and the whistling wind blasted towards the eyes of the bluehorn, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", one of the eyes of the bluehorn exploded, gurgling and spraying blood, and Xia Mohan's entire left arm was shattered one after another, flesh and blood flew up, and half of one arm was full of jagged white bones.....

Ye Han and Chen Jie had already sacrificed their whole body magic weapons to join the battle circle, and the two of them were also scarred and their flesh and blood were blurred. But looking at Xia Mohan's fierce and ferocious offensive was also secretly frightened, but this also aroused the blood of the two, they both hoped to have such a resolute and brave companion, when encountering a strong opponent, they could risk their lives to fight, this is the real pride of a monk who fights for his life with the sky!

One of the bluehorn's eyes had been cracked, and the remaining one had turned blood-red, the sharp horns on its head were raised, and its four hooves gathered up with a fierce force, and slammed into the three people around it. Hearing a loud noise, the three of them were knocked into the air like kites with broken strings, all the bones on their bodies were broken, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and they fell to the ground and couldn't move!

Lu Lianshuang, who was watching the battle not far away, trembled with fright, and her huge fear made her dare not get up.

The bluehorn beast turned its head and looked at the little white beast beside Lu Lian's hands, one eye was full of cold and murderous aura, and roared angrily, the sharp horns on its head stood up, and stabbed fiercely in the direction of Lu Lianshuang. Lu Lian's frightened liver and gall were about to split, and between the lightning and flint, Lu Lian's twin ghosts raised his hand and raised the unconscious little beast beside him and threw it to Yan Li, who was not far away, Yan Li subconsciously split with a sword, and the little beast's snow-white palm-sized body was split into two pieces by a sword!

Xia Mohan, who was seriously injured on the ground, struggled to raise his eyes, and saw a tragic tragedy!

The bluehorn went berserk in an instant, and one eye seemed to drip blood. The tip of the sharp horn with the wave pattern on the head has turned blood red, the bluehorn beast roared and roared wildly, Yan Li, who was crushed by the power of the huge golden pill period, couldn't move for a moment, and the long sharp horn flashed with a terrifying cold light, piercing towards Yan Li's chest, Yan Li's heart immediately burst open, and his facial features and seven orifices spurted blood!

The bluehorn beast still didn't stop, the sharp horns wore Yan Li's body and ran wildly, knocking down countless trees and rocks, still unable to understand the hatred, and threw Yan Li to the ground, the sharp horns stabbed countless times, and the four hooves trampled back and forth, and when it stopped, this mass of flesh and blood was no longer humanoid like rags!

The gentle gentleman admired and sought after by countless female cultivators of Qingyun Sect, and Yan Li, a generation of genius disciples under the sect, was aggrieved by the fall of the nest!

Chen Gang, the master of the palace in charge, came to look for his beloved disciple Ye Han, and happened to run into Wang Zhiwen, who was fleeing for help. As a Yuanying Monk, Chen Gang was naturally extremely fast, and he came here with Wang Zhiwen and followed the fluctuation of spiritual power to the sword, and saw a bluehorn beast abusing a mass of flesh and blood from a distance.

Seeing a group of disciples lying on the ground, Chen Gang's eyes sharpened, and he shouted: "Evil beast! A sword light shot up into the sky, and with the sound of whistling wind, the head of the bluehorn was cut off from a distance of several feet, and the huge body of the bluehorn fell with a bang.

Chen Gang swept to the side of the greenhorn and carefully examined the pile of flesh and blood, but it was cut off. The monks who didn't cultivate to the Golden Pill couldn't even save the Yuan Shen, they had already escaped, and they no longer had the opportunity to be reincarnated, and this disciple fell extremely miserably. Chen Gang put away the flesh and blood that was not in human form and was about to bring it back to the sect for burial, but an identity jade plate fell out of the rag.

After a closer look, Chen Gang sighed secretly, this time it's bad, the dead monk turned out to be the beloved disciple of Ning Xu's sect in the door - Yan Li! Put away the scattered flesh and blood, I don't know how many waves will be generated when I go back this time.