This person really deserves to be called a "martial arts ghost" by the world.

Yan Lie stared closely at the situation on the field, the hand behind him loosened, tightened, and when his gaze fell on Bang Xi, there was obvious tension in his pale pupils.

No one knows how high the pavilion master's cultivation is, how many hidden skills there are, in his opinion, the combination of drunken life and Bang Xi may not be able to subdue the pavilion master.

The drunken red shadow flashed, and in the eyes of Wen Renkou, there were suddenly five or six more of him around him, these illusions were difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the moves in his hands were fierce and unambiguous, and they were no different from real people.

Wen Renkou snorted coldly, "Although this is your talent, don't forget that you grew up under my watch." ”

His robe was windless, and between the swings of the sleeves of his robe, a huge spiritual power swept out, spreading layer by layer like water waves, shaking all the red shadows out three feet away!

Naturally, she was not spared, and she was also shaken away, but instead of hitting the cold stone wall, she fell into a solid embrace.

Looking up, a pair of familiar phoenix eyes were facing above.

Before she could speak, she suddenly felt her body tighten, as if there was some force to pull her out of Yan Lie's arms, she was caught off guard, and she could only follow this domineering and strong suction.

The body was able to break away from Yan Lie's arms, and the arms were tightly retracted and hugged her back into his arms.

He didn't see what he did, but in a moment, the strange suction disappeared.

Wen Renkou squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Lie, who was quietly watching.

"Hurt her, no. Yan Lie opened his mouth and spat out four words in a deep voice.

This time, Wen Renkou didn't say anything, and continued to fight with the drunken student who pounced on him again.

The faith in his heart for many years collapsed, and Zui Sheng had gone all out, putting life and death aside, and only thinking about dying with Wen Renkou, so this time, the moves and spells he used were even more talented, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, so that Bang Xi had no room to intervene to help him.

I'm afraid that as soon as she gets close to them, she will immediately fall into the illusion of drunken weaving.

Wen Renkou's body is fluent, and he can still cope with such a murderous situation, you can imagine how amazing his cultivation must be.

He saw the right time, and after separating the drunken palm, he suddenly got his luck in his hand and wanted to punch out, but at this time, an accident happened.

Wen Renkou's face changed, and the original flowing spiritual power stagnated for a moment, and the strength of that punch was insufficient, not only was the strength not in place, but the sudden stagnation of spiritual power output also made his qi and blood turn over the river and the sea.

On the battlefield, it is undoubtedly very disadvantageous for the operation of spiritual power to be blocked, not to mention that when the opponent is trying his best to kill you, the master makes a move, which is a mistake that cannot be tolerated.

This change was clear to Wan Xi and Yan Lie on the side, and Bang Xi guessed that Wen Renkou must have not recovered from the internal injuries caused by the previous backlash, but this is too bad, she wants to recapture the Yin Yang Flower, it doesn't mean that she wants to take Wen Renkou's life.

Her father is still living in Wen Renkou's body, what will her father do if Wen Renkou dies?

But how could a drunken student miss such an opportunity?

The cold light of his fingertips flickered, and he immediately saw the opportunity to wipe it off Wen Ren Kou's neck, if he wiped it this time, if Wen Ren Kou did not have a new substitute for the death puppet, then he would definitely die.