Black wings float.

Qian Mengyi looked at the 13 people in front of him, his eyes were cold, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

How can two people slaughter a sect with at least a thousand people.

The safest way is to assassinate one by one, as long as the technique is good.

One person, one sword, one night, can achieve the feat of unparalleled in the world and slaughter.

But after all, it was still sloppy.

Halfway through the process.

In an inconspicuous room, there was a Title Douluo.

Although he was just a rookie who had just entered the Title Douluo, the other party still let the rest of the people discover the two of them at the last moment of his life.

The reaction of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect was still very fast.

And in front of them was the resistance they had quickly assembled.

The first person is also nine rings.

A handful in his hand, a coiled dragon stick. Dancing vigorously, smashing into the air to detonate sticky.

There are also two Contras.

One has iron wings behind him, covering the sky and the sun, and a vine with a single wing in his palm, winding and twisting, like a python.

And behind them.

Ten, Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

In the midst of all the colors, the breath of the three people in front of him is rising. The aura of the two Contra Douluo is not much weaker than that of Title Douluo.

It seems that he has already become, and there is no Title Douluo of the 9th soul ring.

Therefore, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is directly related to the auxiliary martial spirit. However, he did have many vassals. The various guest disciples from outside are the foundation of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect.

It is also the Douluo Continent that they support, the third largest sect.

Now Qian Mengyi looked at the three people in front of him, and suddenly thought of a question.

Well, can the attribute amplification in this Qibao glaze be stacked?

Looking at the current situation, it should be superimposable, otherwise, why is there a row of auxiliaries standing behind? Waiting to be slaughtered?

That's a hooligan.

I can't help but think of it.

I remembered that a soul master, supported by hundreds of Seven Treasure Colored Glass in the back. With such an increase in attributes, I'm afraid it can make an ordinary person comparable to a god, right?

Well, it shouldn't be so, awesome.

Looking at the three people in front of him, his strength involuntarily overflowed, although he didn't show it on his face, but the depths of his eyes were still enduring something.

It seems that there is a limit to what can be endured.

Probably it varies from person to person.

Oh! The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is really a good martial spirit.

How can such a powerful martial soul be made extinct?

From this moment on, Qianmengyi has already decided.

Be sure to keep the seeds.

After returning to the Martial Spirit Palace.

The development of the third largest Wuhun Palace, affiliated family.

When the time comes, under the control of the Wuhun Palace, the mainland will definitely prosper.

Haha, exploding soldiers is king...

Suddenly, he felt that someone was looking at him, and the corners of his eyes unintentionally skimmed. Well, a teenage girl. With his eyes, he could clearly see the confusion and panic in the other party's eyes, as well as fear.

Well, nice sows ...

Well, no, that's inhumane.

However, I have a lot of thoughts, and now I still have to solve the trouble in front of me.

Turned his head to look at the Snow Emperor.

There is no communication, only eye contact.

The Snow Emperor seemed to understand and nodded.

Then Qianmengyi's wings shook.

Towards the front row, panting and still adjusting to the strength, three people rushed over.

That Title Douluo's eyes lit up.

A loud shout.

"Ahh Martial soul real body! ”

The next coiling dragon stick in his hand became thicker and bigger in the blink of an eye, as if it was going to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

Qian Mengyi, who came to attack and kill, was cut off on the head.

Qian Mengyi's eyes froze, but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Well, it didn't seem to have changed as much as he expected.

It's like the strength has been raised by a volley.

If, in the same level of matchup, it will definitely surprise people.

And now in his opinion, the other party's breath is vain, strong on the outside and dry in the middle. There is still no suspense in this battle.

A smug and arrogant smile appeared on the other party's face, and the power in his body frantically surged towards the bulging arm. Bared his teeth and grinned: "You give me death!" ”

The surging strength in his body had already allowed him to see the picture of the other party's flesh and blood being beaten by his own stick.

It's close, it's close, it's close.

"Peng."

Right before his eyes, the dark shadow was smashed by his huge stick. A cloud of blood exploded.

The other party was directly smashed in half.

"Haha..."

His hideous face let out a maniacian laugh.

That's what it's like to be empowered.

Suddenly, however, the sound stopped abruptly.

"Oh! What are you laughing at? ”

A faint voice sounded in his ears.

Title Douluo's pupils constricted, and his brain instantly cooled. Dense beads of sweat appeared on his back instantly.

Feel it, like the gentle voice whispered in the ear of a lover, and the feeling of tickling on the ear.

His heart was terrified.

I looked at it a little dumbfounded.

There is no shadow of the other party for a long time, empty and empty.

"Humph!"

Blood spilled from the corners of the mouth...

Looking down, a black sword passed through the back of his heart, revealing a large sword body.

The gaze is frightened and desperate.

The hand hung down weakly, and all the strength of the body disappeared in an instant.

His head tilted to the side, and he just had time to say with his mouth lying on the blood foam: "Actually... Be... Illusion..."

Qian Mengyi slowly drew his sword little by little.

"You're not as good as the one just now, at least the one who screamed loudly just now, and wasn't confused by my illusion." It was as if he was muttering to himself.

The movements are slow and graceful.

Without the slightest urgency.

The body, which had no sound, did not fall directly downward. Qian Mengyi dragged him down.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed one of the opponent's arms.

Suddenly.

Blood splattered his face. Reflecting his originally handsome face, it was a little terrifying. Then the flame rises in the hand.

In an instant, flesh and blood were burned out. Only a piece of arm bone that was as clear as jade remained.

The corpse fell weakly.

The eyes are wide open.

He whispered faintly: "You really don't look good, why are you just together?" ”

After the experience of picking up corpses, he became more and more proficient.

Illusion is also a compulsory course for him now.

He has strong spiritual power, and he has been learning to use spiritual power.

He is now a little successful in illusion, and it is generally useful to confuse some rookies who are weaker than him or people who are not mentally strong.

However, in the same level of competition, he can only use mental power to forcibly interrupt the opponent's skills, or directly use mental power to violently attack.

And at this time, I was watching, several other people in the air.

All of them are stunned.

and become lambs to the slaughter.

Looking at one of them, the old man with a harazi in his mouth, Qian Mengyi frowned.

I don't know what the old guy saw.

And the next moment, the old man's head flew out high.

Blood spurted three feet high......

It was the sword qi on the fingers of the Snow Emperor, which was extended by three feet and had more than a cold mang.

It seems that it is not so difficult to destroy a sect.