In an instant, the feminine man flashed in front of Wang Liang's eyes, and the short thorn in his hand stabbed straight towards Wang Liang's chest with a strong wind.

But at this moment, the feminine man felt that the strange feeling of the air condensing for a moment came again, and the movements in his hands were inevitably paused.

At the same time, Wang Liang, who seized the opportunity, slammed his fist into the face of the feminine man.

However, after all, the feminine man is a master of Qi Cultivation Realm, not so easy to get along with, he also kicked out a leg, and the sole of his foot compressed a powerful ***, and a cannon bombarded Wang Liang's abdomen, and the two figures flew out upside down almost at the same time, falling heavily to the ground.

Wang Liang spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' and splashed it on the grass. He gritted his teeth, took a breath with a hideous face, and got up from the ground, his belly turned upside down.

At this time, he realized that the gap between him and the man who was looking at the sissy was so big.

If it weren't for the fact that his body had been polished bit by bit for more than thirty years, his foundation was far deeper than that of an ordinary fifth-level martial artist, and even if he didn't die, the kick just now would have made him lose his combat effectiveness immediately.

Lu Feng'er half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Just now, he froze time for a moment, and it also greatly damaged his vitality before he broke through to the Qi Cultivation Realm.

This is still taking advantage of the fact that his divine consciousness has been awakened, otherwise it would never be possible to do this.

Not far away, the feminine man lying on the ground slowly stood up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaving a stain of blood.

His eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and hissed, "Okay, good, you guys are very good, a fifth-level martial artist, two fourth-level martial artists are adding a third-level martial artist, and you should be satisfied with the fact that Lao Tzu was injured twice!"

Then, he turned his head and stared at Lu Feng'er deadly, and said in a solemn tone, "You used the art of time just now, right?

Lu Feng'er just stared at him coldly, her body squatting slightly, ready to go. Seeing this, a trace of fierceness flashed on the feminine man's face, and he sneered, "It's a pity that you didn't have the day to become successful this day!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the feminine man burst out at Lu Feng'er, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lu Feng'er and stabbed Lu Feng'er's throat.

Lu Feng'er hurriedly raised her sword to block it, but the feminine man seemed to have expected this, and the strength on the short thorn turned into a sharp needle, stabbing straight at the crack on the sword just now.

Suddenly, the cracks on the sword body spread out like a spider web, and the short thorns went forward, stabbing the sword body and heading straight for Lu Feng'er's throat.

But at this critical moment, a column of water suddenly popped up next to Lu Feng'er, knocking Lu Feng'er to the side and staggering twice, causing the short thorn to stab in the air.

And when the feminine man reacted and was about to pursue, Wang Liang inexplicably appeared on the side of the feminine man, raised his fist and smashed it towards the feminine man's temple.

The feminine man, who had already been punched twice, was furious and roared angrily, "Get out!"

At the same time, he swung out his left hand fiercely and collided with Wang Liang's fist. The feminine man's face suddenly froze, and he was taken aback, "Didn't bounce off?"

And when he was stunned for a moment, Lu Feng'er also roared and stabbed the broken blade with black iron pieces left in his abdomen.

The feminine man slammed his elbow and smashed it on Lu Feng'er's wrist, and Lu Feng'er's body was unstable and almost fell to the ground.

And just as the feminine man was about to follow, a silver spear with a dragon's groan was shooting at him in front of him, and he shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

After shaking back Wang Liang and Lu Feng'er a few steps, he hurriedly blocked, flicked away the silver spear, and was about to kill the handsome young man who had just come back to life again in a rage, but suddenly found a fine iron long stick with a fierce wind and flames attacking him from his waist.

He wanted to dodge, but found that it was too late to dodge, so he hurriedly lowered his elbows to protect his ribs and abdomen.

The long iron rod slammed into the feminine man's elbow with all his might, and the sound of bone cracking could be heard clearly. The feminine man grinned for a while, and he was so angry with hatred that he immediately grabbed the fine iron long stick with red eyes and stabbed it back.

The man behind him noticed something unusual, the soles of his feet were windy, and he abandoned the stick and retreated dozens of meters, but he was still hit in the chest by a strong wind used by the feminine man, and a blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Lu Feng'er had already pulled out another sword from the Qiankun bag, and roared with Wang Liang's fist.

But the feminine man blocked Lu Feng'er's sword with a short stab, and resisted Wang Liang's fist with one hand, looking up to the sky and roaring.

A whirlwind suddenly rolled around him, Lu Feng'er and Wang Liang involuntarily spun in the whirlwind, the cold wind cut blood marks on their bodies, and the two of them were swept into the air and then spun and flew out, falling heavily to the ground, with chest tightness and shortness of breath.

But when the whirlwind stopped, the feminine man suddenly noticed that the soles of his feet seemed to be moving. Before he could react, dozens of water droplets turned into sword qi and burst out at him, and he hurriedly drove in front of him with both hands to protect the vital points around him.

At the same time, blood splattered on his arm.

Only then did he notice that a cyan figure appeared not far away, panting in his mouth and his chest and front waves. But he didn't have the heart to enjoy this charming scenery, his eyes were slightly condensed when he saw the most important goal this time, and he grinned, "Finally willing to come?"

After glancing at her pale sister who was sitting on the ground, she let out a long breath and cried with joy.

Seeing that no one answered, the feminine man snorted coldly, and his figure flashed like a ghost, and he delivered a fatal blow to the cyan figure that had just arrived. But in the blink of an eye, the cyan figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared next to Lu Feng'er and Wang Liang.

The feminine man's blow struck the air, and the wind suddenly turned into dense cotton needles, shooting towards the trees in front of them, piercing dozens of trees before stopping.

Then, the feminine man turned around, his face gloomy, and the talisman in the hand of the woman in Tsing Yi turned into powder with the wind.

"Hmph, look how many more times you can play like this!" Obviously, the repeated misses had made him really angry. As soon as the words fell, he struck another wind stab at the overlord flower, and Lu Feng'er, who had already noticed the movement, hurriedly pulled the overlord flower away.

At this time, the feminine man had already flashed in front of Lu Feng'er and shouted, "You are the one that Lao Tzu wants to kill!"

In a hurry, Lu Feng'er hurriedly raised her sword to block. But when the feminine man's short stab intersected with Lu Feng'er's sword body, he immediately swung a palm, Lu Feng'er couldn't avoid it, his chest was really slapped with a palm, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

In mid-air, he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the wind god not far away let go of the bowstring in his hand, and three arrows shot at the feminine man with a sharp wind force. With a flick of his stab, the feminine man shot down the flying arrows.

At the same time, Wang Liang also stepped out, appeared on the side of the feminine man out of thin air, and hammered the feminine man on the head with a punch.

The feminine man held the short thorn upside down, and angrily pressed against Wang Liang's fist glove, Wang Liang relied on the dragon power on the fist glove to withstand the feminine man's blow.

Seeing this, the feminine man was furious and shouted, "Get out of here!"

He suddenly exerted force in his hand, Wang Liang was finally invincible, his body was shot backwards from the ground, and finally his hands became claws, clawed the ground, and drew dozens of meters of paw prints on the ground to stop his body.

However, just because of the time they desperately fought for, the spell in the hands of the overlord flower had already been completed. A water Jiao pounced out of the talisman fiercely, this water Jiao was almost twice as big as Xiao Ying's previous time, and roared and swallowed the feminine man.

The feminine man couldn't avoid it, and was vigorously swept into the mouth of the water jiao. In a hurry, he hurriedly pulled out a trick, and there was an extra wall of wind around him out of thin air, but it didn't last long before it was crushed, his body rolled with the water jiao, and finally fell heavily to the ground, motionless.

Overlord Hua stared at Shui Jiao deadly, panting in her mouth and pale. The spell just now had almost drained all of her strength to bring it to the extreme.

In the distance, Lu Feng'er staggered to her feet, and because of the violent churning in her body, she spurted out a mouthful of blood. He reached out and wiped it over his mouth, wiping it away.

Wang Liang got up from the ground, but the soles of his feet were unstable, and he almost fell to the ground again. At this time, the almost recovered Wang Conflict suddenly appeared, stretched out his hand to support him, and smiled at him.

The woman in white, who was kneeling on the ground with no blood on her face, looked at her sister and barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

The situation of the wind god present was calculated, and he lifted his iron long stick from the ground and smiled at them.

However, suddenly, an icy voice sounded, and their smiles suddenly froze on their faces,

"Do you bastards think you can kill Lao Tzu like this?"

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