Chapter 308: Halfway to Kill Cheng Biting Gold

The two young men looked nervously at the sword in their hands, and there seemed to be only the sound of each other's gasps in the whole world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I don't know how long time has passed, and in the originally quiet air, there was a sudden slight sound, almost a small sound that was difficult for human ears to hear, "click". The two glanced at each other, and their hearts went to the place where their throats and eyes were.

At the moment when the two looked at each other, several stronger "clicks" sounded out, this time the sound was much more than the original, and when the two looked at each other, they were originally surprised by each other's faces, and after hearing this continuous click, they all smiled on their faces.

"No, is this formation broken?" Mu Zi asked excitedly.

"yes, but we'll have a few more swords." Bu Zhou also replied with excited words, as long as this formation is broken, it will be easy to do when the time comes.

The Baimei Daoist came out precisely because this formation was about to be broken, and this formation was the crystallization of his years of painstaking research. Originally, he was still tasting the big red robe, but he suddenly felt the qi and blood in his body tumbling, and he heard the summoning sound of "Heavenly Thunder" earlier, so he guessed that it was probably not Zhou and that ghostly girl had found a way to break the formation.

"Heh, a few children really have a set." After the white-eyed Taoist finished speaking, he drank the big red robe in the rabbit cup in his hand, and after luck suppressed the tumbling breath in his body for the time being, he rushed out of the tent, he originally planned to rush up and strengthen it before this formation was completely broken, so as not to rush out of the people in the formation; As long as that group of people stays in the formation for a little longer, they will summon the inner demons in their bodies and kill each other, without having to do it themselves at all, and they will not be burdened with guilt.

But the white-eyed Daoist rushed out of the tent, and before he had time to cast mana on the formation, he sent a sword straight and straight on the opposite side, and the tip of the sword was straight at the three inches of the Taoist, and he shot quickly and ruthlessly, without mercy at all.

The Taoist used the dust whisk in his hand to easily pick the sword away, and after seeing that the person who came was Feng Yi, he chuckled and said, "Yellow-haired child, there are still two brushes now." As he spoke, the dust in his hand shook, and the tens of thousands of thin threads entangled Feng Yi's sword, and then it was difficult to pull out the sword no matter how Feng Yi pulled his hand.

Feng Yi tried a few times, but it was difficult to draw the sword out, so he hit the heart of the Baimei Daoist with his other hand, leaving no way back at all: "You should die, don't embarrass the Bai family." Although Feng Yi's hand is good among his peers, this white-eyed Daoist is a person who has cultivated many years earlier than Feng Yi, so naturally he is not on the same channel as Feng Yi, so he easily grabbed Feng Yi's half-stretched hand.

However, the white-eyed Daoist didn't seem to be about to make a move on Feng Yi, but looked at Feng Yi with a smile: "Yo, you want to kill me now?" You begged me to save me. ā€

Feng Yi looked at him viciously: "Phew, I went astray back then, but now I have changed my mind and will never listen to your gossip again." Saying that, Feng Yi wanted to withdraw his hand, but the cultivation between the two was too poor, and no matter how Feng Yi struggled, he was powerless.

On the other side, Bu Zhou and Mu Zi, the second sword has already stabbed into the formation wall, and there are already visible cracks on the formation wall, and it is estimated that a few more swords will be able to escape.

"Boy, I won't mess with you." The white-eyed Daoist smiled slightly, and was about to push away the formation on the ground, Feng Yi saw through the thoughts of the white-eyed Daoist at this time, and knew that it was difficult for him to win, so he didn't care about the image, hugged the waist of the white-eyed Daoist, and then said to Qingluo: "Qingluo, hurry up and fly forward, don't let him approach the formation." ā€

Baimei Daoist didn't expect that the stragglers were brave, this Bai Yi had already lost so badly, and he actually had to stop himself, and he still used such an embarrassed posture.

Qingluo is now carrying Feng Yi, knowing the master's mind, after listening to the master's order, she quickly flashed her wings to fly forward, so that the Baimei Daoist can leave this formation farther away.

"I can't help myself." The white-eyed Daoist sneered, and began to pound Feng Yi's back with his elbow, again and again, each time using seven or eight points of strength. This Baimei Daoist is a cultivator, and his strength of seven or eight points is incredible, and after a while, this Feng Yi felt a bloody question in his mouth, as well as an uncomfortable feeling in his chest, but he still hugged Baimei Daoist and never let go.

"Brother Fengyi." Qing Rang saw the white-eyed Taoist beating Feng Yi on Qi Qi's back, and his heart hurt very much, calling Feng Yi's name with a crying voice.

"I'll help him." Li Wu watched Feng Yi and the Baimei Daoist fall behind in less than three rounds, so he mentioned his trident to help Feng Yi, he had not fought with the Baimei Daoist, and he didn't know how powerful this Baimei Daoist was, but when he thought of Lu Bancun's case of destroying the village, his heart was furious. In fact, the anger is not only worried, even Qi Qi, if it weren't for the Qingrang and the giant monkey monster on his back, it would also want to settle accounts with the Baimei Daoist.

Luban Village, but it is a village that it promised the deceased to guard well.

"Ah, your friend, the merman has come to your aid." The white-eyed Taoist said in a strange way, he saw Li Wu coming over angrily with a trident, but he was not afraid at all, he seemed to be confident, and there was no worry in his heart.

At this time, Feng Yi had no strength, but he still strangled the waist of the Baimei Daoist, and shouted with all his strength: "Leave the worries, hurry up." ā€

Li Wu quickly swam in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the front of the Baimei Daoist, raised his trident, and was about to move towards the Baimei Daoist. But the white-eyed Taoist quickly dodged away, and still said in a mocking tone: "Although you have lived for hundreds of years, you are still a little doll." Then, with a shake of the dust in his hand, he shook off Feng Yi's sword, and the dust began to wrap around the trident of worry as if it were alive.

At this time, those feng shui masters on the ground had already begun to recover from the original "Heavenly Thunder Array" of Buzhou, they didn't expect that this Buzhou would be able to detonate such a big heavenly thunder, and they were really powerless to resist, so they were hit one by one, resulting in internal injuries, and it took so long before they recovered a little.

But those who can't cultivate the truth don't have such a good end, and now many young men are still rolling on the ground with their chests covered, and it is estimated that many meridians in the body have been shaken out of problems, and they have to cultivate well for decades.

"If you people on earth wake up, do it." After hearing the sound of rustling on the ground, the white-eyed Daoist ordered the people below with a shout like a bell, Feng Yi and Li Wei only felt that some light flashed in front of them, and countless magic weapons burst out of the light, attacking them. (To be continued.) )