After the huge wave of noise, the only person who could continue to stand opposite Ma Xiaoxiao was the old man who took the lead who spoke at the beginning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old man looked around with cold eyes and looked at the disciples he had brought, miserable and suffering heavy losses. When he looked at Ma Xiaoxiao, the expression in the old man's eyes became even colder. Looking at Ma Xiaoxiao is like looking at a dead person.

"The girl doll is so daring! The old man has been practicing hard in the door for more than ten years, but he didn't expect that today, the younger generation no longer takes the Qingcheng faction in their eyes. If I don't kill you today, what is the prestige of my Qingcheng faction! ”

After saying that, the old man's figure rose violently, and the dead air around his body surrounded him like a substance. The pitch-black death qi formed a set of pitch-black armor on the old man's body, and when it broke through the air, there seemed to be a terrible ghost wailing in the air, which was extremely terrifying.

"Fierce ghosts dig out their hearts!"

A sentence that almost squeezed out between his teeth, the voice was sharp and harsh.

Under the night sky, before the old man of the Qingcheng faction was alive, it was like a real pitch black and dead air tumbling, like a splash of boiling water. In the midst of the churn, a sharp ghost hand that was as black as ink and completely condensed from the black dead qi slowly formed. As soon as the ghost hand appeared, the change broke through the sky and grabbed towards Ma Xiaoxiao's heart.

The ghost hand was fierce, and Ma Xiaoxiao's face was solemn and he quickly laid three layers of silver light barrier in front of him to resist the momentum of the ghost hand. On the other side, the fox king Mei Niang's eyes were firmly fixed on the battle situation on Ma Xiaoxiao's side, however, she showed no signs of helping Ma Xiaoxiao.

Just now, when the old man of the Qingcheng faction urged the ghost hand. A wisp of pure spiritual power instantly locked the body of the fox king Mei Niang. In an instant, the fox king Mei Niang felt that she was stunned, and the next moment, her spiritual sense spread, staring closely at the wisp of spiritual power that came from afar, and she didn't dare to make the slightest move. She could be sure that this sudden spiritual power came from the person who had controlled her and Ma Xiaoxiao's driver before. A demon king-level powerhouse. And the mental power is by no means below her. There is such a figure hiding in the shadows, and no one dares to act rashly.

The fox king Mei Niang didn't help, and Ma Xiaoxiao immediately thought of the demon king-level powerhouse hiding in the shadows. Since there is no one to help her at this moment, everything is on her own.

Seeing the terrible ghost hand flying from the yin side smashing the three silver dragon light barriers laid by Ma Xiaoxiao one by one like a knife cutting tofu, Ma Xiaoxiao's heart was terrified, and his heart became more and more resolute.

"The soldiers are all arrayed in front, the silver dragon illusion! Coagulate! ~”

The fifth-type silver dragon illusion of "Hidden Dragon Jue", among all the spiritual skills mastered by Ma Xiaoxiao, is second only to the big killing move summoned by the silver dragon. It is also the strongest move that Ma Xiaoxiao has been able to fully control so far.

The pitch-black ghost hand urged by the old man of the Qingcheng faction was too strong, and it was so powerful that it was beyond Ma Xiaoxiao's expectations. Judging from the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the old man's body opposite, Ma Xiaoxiao could be sure that the other party's cultivation was almost the same as her, and perhaps even lower than her. But he didn't expect that the other party used the death qi that surrounded him, and the condensed ghost hand was so powerful, facing the three layers of barriers she had laid with the light of the silver dragon, one by one, and the momentum did not decrease in the slightest.

At the critical juncture, Ma Xiaoxiao had no choice but to fight to the death. Use the trick of the Silver Dragon Illusion.

The silver dragon bracelet is silver, and the brilliance is as sparkling as water waves. The sparkling surface of the light suddenly broke free from an illusion exactly like the silver dragon of the god of space. Holding the dragon's head high, accompanied by a huge dragon roar, he rushed forward against the flying ghost hand.

"Boom! ~”

In the starry night sky, a silver lightning bolt suddenly streaked through, as if to split such a beautiful night in half. The illusion of the silver dragon and the pitch-black ghost hand collided violently at the junction where the silver lightning streaked. In the sharp ghost hand, the dead qi slowly dissipated, and the lifelike silver dragon illusion slowly became thin and almost transparent. At the last moment, the silver lightning landed, and the illusion of the silver dragon and the pitch-black ghost hand formed by the condensation of dead qi disappeared without a trace between heaven and earth.

After the blow, Ma Xiaoxiao almost lost his strength, and stood there with a pale face, motionless. The old man of the Qingcheng faction on the opposite side was also shaking when the ghost hand dissipated, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, thinking that he had already suffered internal injuries.

After Ma Xiaoxiao and the old man struck with all their might, both of them temporarily lost the ability to continue to move. At this time, a wisp of pure spiritual power rushed towards the pale Ma Xiaoxiao to the extreme. As long as he touches Ma Xiaoxiao's body, he is confident that he can make Ma Xiaoxiao die thoroughly with just one breath. Even if Da Luo Jinxian was present, he didn't want to think about her little life at the party.

The demon king-level powerhouse who has been hidden in the dark knows that the opportunity cannot be missed, and the truth that it will not come again if it is lost. At the first time when Ma Xiaoxiao's face was tired, his mental power was activated, whether he could avenge his son tonight, success or failure was all at this moment.

Liu Kuohai hid in the dark, his eyes flashing with blood-red light. Beside him, there were more than a dozen black-clothed figures on the ground, and the dead qi that was originally attached to these people's bodies was quietly flowing into Liu Kuohai's body at this time.

Ma Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a chill in his mind, and then his brain was blank. It seems that everything about herself, at this moment, has nothing to do with her.

As soon as the feeling of coldness and exhaustion rose, Ma Xiaoxiao felt a cold breath in his mind, and then a trace of warmth poured in. The warm current that entered her brain and the trace of cold air that came in first unfolded a life-and-death struggle in her mind, stirring her mind hot and cold, and her headache splitting.

This maddening alternation of hot and cold lasted for a short time, that is, three or two breaths of time disappeared from her mind. However, for Ma Xiaoxiao, it seems to have experienced a long battle of life and death.

The next moment, the fox king Mei Niang appeared beside Ma Xiaoxiao and held her body that was about to fall. On the other side, beside the old man of the Qingcheng faction, the same black shadow appeared like a ghost.

"I'm just looking for Ma Xiaoxiao to take revenge this time, and other unrelated people, please leave by yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me, Liu Kuohai is ruthless. ”

After a short fight just now, Liu Kuohai knew that the fox king Mei Niang was a master whose strength was not below him at all. If the other party insisted on protecting Ma Xiaoxiao at this time, it would be difficult for him to have a chance to succeed.

"Hehe~ Liu Kuohai, this name is so familiar. Could it be that you are the Liu Kuohai of the entertainment tycoon Liu family in S City? ”

The fox king Mei Niang looked relaxed and said casually. (To be continued.) )