Smash it down, boom! The protective formation of the ring also trembled.

Mo Jian was originally concentrating on dealing with the fluttering petals in the Seven Jujube Flower Handkerchief, preventing the third child from secretly making a move. Suddenly, a brute force struck, and the petals of the entire space swayed, and he was smashed and rolled in the petals without defense.

The bones shattered, the three souls and seven spirits shook endlessly, and Mo Jian's mind flickered, and he could tell that it was his own hammer that hit him.

With a pang in his heart, the martial soul in his soul hooked up with a magic weapon, Mo Jian shook out the Xuanguang of his body, and took out a shield-like magic weapon in front of him.

The connection between the martial soul and his pair of hammers has not disappeared, but he uses his strength to make the envoy, and he only feels that the true yuan is like a mud cow entering the sea, unfathomable, and he can't move for a long time.

And then another hammer, boom! Mo Jian vomited blood, his body shook with light, and he couldn't escape in the seven jujube flower handkerchief.

Boom!

With another hammer, Mo Jian vomited blood and took out a few black pills from his body.

"You forced me to use the Nine Star Thunder Pill, it's a big deal to die together!" Mo Jian casually took a Yang, bang!

A huge explosion swept across the audience, the seven jujube flower handkerchiefs seemed to be torn apart, the third half knelt on the ground, and the protective formation in the ring hummed endlessly.

Mo Jian didn't pull people to die together, he probably never dreamed that the Seven Jujube Flower Handkerchief was so strong, and the Nine Star Thunder Pill couldn't be broken.

But this nine-star thunder pill still hit the third child, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his meridians were backlashed, and he was still for a long time before he slowly took action.

The third child let out a long breath, fortunately the seven jujube flower handkerchiefs were strong enough, otherwise they would have been dragged on their backs and died together.

He dragged the hammers out of the ring. And the people under the seven jujube flower handkerchiefs have already been crushed to pieces, and the dregs of their souls are gone.

Lu Feng patted the third child on the shoulder, looked at the pair of crystal jade hammers and said, "Thrilling." ”

"Well, you can't underestimate these people, it's enough to drink a pot when they are dying." The third child is still a little afraid.

But this is just the feelings of the two of them, and more people are amazed, the third child actually killed a yellow-level monk of the Wugen Society?

Not only did they kill it, but they also killed all the dead corpses and scattered souls?!

Not only did it make people's souls fly away, but they also fished out a pair of four-grade magic weapons! The monks only felt that except for a breath of evil in their chests, Liu Fang never opened his mouth again.

Mo Jian sent a baby to someone to smash himself. What a high festival. The Southwest Modifiers can classify Mo Jian as an old friend forever. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his precious life for the rise of the Southwest Monks.

Liu Fang's eyes staring at the third child almost showed a naked threat.

"Good, good, I didn't expect the Southwest Monk to have a decent one. Next I'm on. Do you dare to do it again? ”

The third child received the pair of four-grade magic weapons on his body. He shook his head at Liu Fang's invitation.

Lu Feng pulled away the third child, stuffed him with a few high-grade healing pills, and then looked at Liu Fang and said, "You don't need the third child to kill you." It's enough for me to come. ”

Old Man Wang was taken aback when he heard this, this young man was bold enough, and he dared to come against Liu Fang.

Old man Wang wanted to play in person: "I'll come next time, young man, you still have to take us away." ”

Old man Wang was afraid that Lu Feng would have three longs and two shorts, and the third was seriously injured, and when the formation prepared by the third was opened, no one led everyone to run away.

"I'm half in the ground, it's worth fighting hard for this life, you still have a great future, don't fold here."

Old Man Wang looked at Liu Fang's ruthless face and felt that Liu Fang wanted to kill one in the ring and save face. This scene must be endless, he has lived for more than a thousand years, and he is still a person who came from the Great Tribulation, and he has lived enough.

There is no shortage of talents in the family, he is just gone, and the juniors don't need to worry, they can just give it a try.

Lu Feng was not: "Old man Wang, don't worry, I won't fold him here." ”

The third child looked at Lu Feng: "The other party is a yellow level, I think he is better than that Mo Jian just now, are you really confident?" ”

Lu Feng said: "I don't have confidence in killing him, but I am confident enough that he can't kill me." ”

The third child only listened to Lu Feng's words, so he believed it, and then persuaded the old man Wang together: "I don't know Lu Feng's other skills, his life-saving kung fu is first-class, and the magic weapons of the elixir in his hand are endless."

This is the two of us are yellow-level, I am injured, and I can't do it in a short time, so you better stay in the formation. ”

Old Man Wang thought about it for a while, and finally agreed with the third child and Lu Feng's statement.

Liu Fang watched with contempt as Lu Feng flew into the ring: "Let you be sent to death, the Southwest Monk is still faceless?" ”

"When your soul is gone, ask your companion how capable the Southwest Monk is." Lu Feng turned his hand, and the seven jujube flower handkerchiefs secretly wrapped his torso to protect his body, and the three-mountain winged cap on his head was also excited.

The three-foot autumn water sword in his hand pulled out a bright white sword flower, and the autumn water rippled like clear waves.

Liu Fang also sacrificed the magic weapon at the same time, and it was a string of Feixia red smoke that shot out, and a Ding furnace stood in front of him.

The red smoke is constantly changing, and from time to time there are fierce skeletons or wild beasts roaring, and the weather is terrifying.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

whispered on the field, and couldn't understand what Liu Fang's hand was.

A few people with a little insight pondered and guessed: "Look at that string of red smoke, the smell is fishy, and there are many evil appearances, maybe it is the poisonous smoke of refining." ”

"It's possible that among the monks, it is the most difficult to condense poison and practice poison skills.

Even if Old Man Wang goes up, it will be difficult to guarantee that he will ...... It's a pity that this person came out for our southwestern monks and is going to die here. ”

"Before, we were under the deterrence and control of the Five Roots Society, and we offended him a lot, looking at this situation, we are not as good as him."

As soon as Liu Fang's poisonous smoke giant tripod was shot, the atmosphere at the scene became sad, but fortunately, with the results of the previous third child, they were helped, and the self-confidence of the southwest monk was not so easy to go down.

Lu Feng is only a red-level cultivator, and he has crossed more than three small steps to deal with this person, and he should lose it, but his courage is even more admirable.

"What a man, I have too many peaceful days in the southwest, and I am really sorry for the bloody words in today's performances."

"Only four or five out of ten of the Southwest Monks came today, and even if we are all extinguished, the fire of the Southwest Monks will continue.

Wugenshe wants to take the southwest as a forbidden body, get out of the egg as soon as possible, and would rather die than be a dwarf under the roof of others. I wait for the soul to die and re-enter reincarnation, still born in the southwest, grow in the southwest, and fight for the southwest! ”

When Liu Fang heard these words at the scene, he couldn't help but snort: "I'll let out a shit when you die." ”

Looking at Lu Feng again, he licked his tongue and said: "I, the poisonous ding, loves the skin and flesh of young people the most, today it is going to have a full meal, and I will take out the three souls of your soul, refine the seven spirits, and fill it into my red smoke as a nourishment war soul, so that you will not be able to live beyond the life of the world, and become the combat power of my Dingzhong, fight for me, and kill all these southwest monks." ”

"Wugenshe wants to monopolize the southwest? As long as we drag on for three or five days, other sect families will inevitably follow.

At that time, it is not certain whether you have more enemies in the Five Roots Society or more enemies in the Southwest Monks. ”

Wugenshe was so anxious, Lu Feng said a few words in a few words, but Liu Fang's face suddenly sank, as if he really said it.

"I will destroy you in one day, starting with you!" As soon as Liu released the poisonous smoke, the red mist instantly filled, and in less than a breath, Lu Feng was completely enveloped in it.

"So fast?" The Southwestern Monk's chest was thrust.

The poisonous monk is indeed a flood beast, and many monks have bitter faces, if the poisonous smoke is all over the audience, how many people can survive.

The monks won and lost the battle very quickly, and whoever won or lost was all based on their strength, and the last battle between the three pharaohs was wonderful, and the opponent was restrained with cotton fire materials and delayed time.

The third child was even more stunned, he really couldn't imagine Lu Feng falling in this ring.

Old Man Wang closed his eyes and sighed: "Even if I am on the stage, in the face of such fierce poisonous smoke, I am afraid I will not be able to resist a few rounds." ”

"I can't help myself, who else will be on next!" Liu Fang held the tripod with one hand, domineering.

"Self-confidence is a good thing, and overconfidence is sadness."

I saw that in the red smoke, Lu Feng's sword light suddenly appeared, like mercury pouring on the ground, and the spiritual wit surging like waves.

The red smoke was billowing out, and it couldn't hinder Lu Feng for half a point at all.

Liu Fang's posture condensed, and he was surprised in his heart, but he reacted very quickly, turning the tripod to the sword, bang, bang, starlight, and the spirit forced the guard to shake and roll.

All of a sudden, Lu Feng and the Yellow-level cultivator did not completely lag behind in their true Yuan mana, and they were still evenly matched. (To be continued......)