"Let's go to the agreed location of the Night Rose first, and arrange it in advance!" Xiao Qingyun proposed.

"It's okay, Night Rose's strength is extremely strong, if she is willing to help us, it will be much better to deal with Tongxuan masters!" Nie Hao nodded.

Xiao Qingyun shook his head noncommittally, that woman, will she help them?

On the northern outskirts of Wanli City, Xiao Qingyun and the three of them quickly rushed towards their destination, in an open wilderness, there was a cold wind howling, and a depressing breath swept over, Xiao Qingyun frowned, and said: "Here!" ”

Situ Leng took out the sword of the Xuanjie Superior with a cold and icy breath in his hand, and attached a complete set of Xuan-Rank Superior Treasure Armor around her body, the Snow Lotus under her feet was free, Situ Leng's figure rose up, and the Kaiyuan Quadruple cultivation was released, and all sides were wrapped in the cold and icy qi.

Xiao Qingyun also sacrificed the Flame Separation Sword, staring intently at the two powerful aura.

"Kaiyuan Eightfold Cultivation is, two!" Xiao Qingyun opened his mouth in a little surprise, and the Tongxuan monks did not appear, but two Luo family monks from the Kaiyuan Eightfold came.

"The Luo family will send you two minions to deal with us, it's too much of a trust." Situ stared at the two of them with cold eyes.

"Situ family's daughter Situ Leng, there's nothing to do with you here, get out of here." The Luo clan couldn't help frowning when they saw Situ Leng's presence, and their faces were a little ugly.

"Let me get out of here, you deserve it too?" Situ Leng's temper was short-tempered, and the ice sword in his hand stabbed out without saying a word, and a cold aura turned into an ice blade and shuttled away.

The Luo clan people glanced at each other and divided into two camps, one of them to contain Situ Leng, while the other one rushed towards Xiao Qingyun and the others.

"You will die!" The Luo clan monk was full of murderous intent, and his speed flashed extremely fast.

"Swordless Sword Master, [Infinite Kendo]"

Xiao Qingyun's Wuji Sword Dao Level 3 is now regarded as a Xuan-level high-grade sword skill, and its subtlety and power are not the same as the whisper, the three swords shot in an instant, and the Luo clan's body method is exquisite, so he avoided it directly and slapped it with one palm.

"Double whammy"

Xiao Qingyun fought with two swords in succession, facing the palm of the Kaiyuan Eightfold Cultivator.

"Bang"

Xiao Qingyun was slapped back more than ten meters by this palm, but he was not injured, the corners of his mouth gradually slanted upward, and he sneered: "I thought that all the Kaiyuan Eightfold Cultivators had that kind of strength, and the attack of the Poison Dao Cultivators was really too weak." ”

Indeed, the Kaiyuan Eightfold Cultivators are also divided into strong and weak, and Tianjiao's promotion to the Kaiyuan Eightfold and the promotion of ordinary martial artists to the Kaiyuan Eightfold are two completely different levels. Wang Zhao, the head of the Wang family, is a monk who has mastered the powerful martial soul of thunder, and he is a monk who is the head of the family, and the Luo clan in front of him is weak in attack as a poison monk, and he does not use the martial soul poison technique, but relies on the attack released by pure strength, which is not worth mentioning at all.

"Really?" The Luo clansman missed the palm, his face turned cold, and behind him, a black martial soul short spear floated out.

"You think my attack is weak, do you?"

The Luo family monk's eyes were scorching, and the short spear in his hand had a cold glow, revealing an extremely dangerous aura. He bent down and locked on Xiao Qingyun's figure, and the short spear in his hand flashed rapidly.

"Talent, conqueror!"

Xiao Qingyun Wuji Sword Dao unleashed Wuji Sword Intent with volley sword intent, and the dual sword intents shot together, and the sword qi condensed into a storm and swept all around. Facing the spike of the short spear, Xiao Qingyun stopped the opponent's attack with an extremely fast sword attack, and at the same time, Nie Hao's Golden Shield Martial Spirit was completely erected.

"Golden Shield Martial Soul, Haojin Chain."

The four golden chains wandered into the battlefield, and Brother Luo noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew the short spear in his hand to force back the four golden chains. Compared with the previous two chains, Nie Hao's strength has now been able to condense as many as four.

"Blue Flame."

The four golden chains were dyed with blue flames, and their strength and power were even better, strangling the Luo family monks from different directions, and Xiao Qingyun's fast sword in front of him was continuous, and he would be hit by the sword if he was not careful, and Xiao Qingyun's sword was very domineering, and the middle sword was likely to affect the direction of the battle, so the Luo family monk was extremely careful.

"Two boys who don't measure themselves, do you really think that you can't do anything without poison?" The Luo family monk grinned and gritted his teeth, and the short-spear martial spirit behind him released a scorching light.

"Poison Gun Martial Spirit, Black Man Star Thorn."

On the Luo family monk's poison spear, a black man flower bloomed, and on the poison flower, a slender needle as silk burst out, and the star thorns flying in the air were divided into hundreds, and countless thorns burst out.

"Golden Shield Martial Soul!"

Nie Hao hurriedly stood in front of Xiao Qingyun, and the golden shield of dozens of zhang burned blue flames, blocking the space. Countless needles pierced the golden shield, and they couldn't shake the golden shield at all, and the poisonous needles fell, and the Luo family monk's face became even more ugly.

"Poisonous spear martial spirit, poisonous dragon kill!"

Roche's body attacked and killed with a spear, and he pierced the golden shield with the help of his waist strength.

"Click"

The Z-shaped mark where the Golden Shield Youlan Yan was located received a heavy blow, and this violent assassination caused a crack in the Golden Shield, and the corners of Nie Hao's mouth were bleeding, and his brows were furrowed.

"Alpha Raid"

Xiao Qingyun flashed across the golden shield, his body seemed to be a ghost, and he stabbed his throat with a sword and wiped his neck. Brother Roche reacted extremely quickly and quickly withdrew his short spear to resist.

"Phew"

Xiao Qingyun's sword didn't hit, but it made Luo's body unstable.

"Ruiwen Battle Spirit, Dance of Broken Wings!"

Xiao Qingyun seized the opportunity, and hurriedly transformed into Rui Wen's battle spirit and flipped and danced, slashing down violently with a sword, and now the dance of folding wings has exceeded the level of the upper martial arts of the Xuan Rank, although it is not as good as the ground level, but it is extremely exquisite.

"Ahh

A sword slashed off Monk Luo's shoulder, and his collarbone jammed Xiao Qingyun's Separation Sword, and Monk Luo screamed and stabbed with a shot.

"Dance of Broken Wings"

Xiao Qingyun once again performed the Dance of Broken Wings, and the powerful torsion completely wrenched his shoulder, and at the same time, he dodged this shot, and the second sword slashed down.

"Be careful!"

Another Luo family monk broke free from Situ Leng's hands At the critical moment, a short sword flew and shook Xiao Qingyun's second slash.

"Dance of Broken Wings"

Xiao Qingyun brewed the third sword again, the violent rune sword slashed the earth, the earth trembled with a "boom", the light of the runes flickered, and a powerful trembling force made the two monks of the Luo family rise into the air.

Xiao Qingyun's body also came up with the two of them, but Xiao Qingyun had Kyle's battle spirit wings behind him, and beside him, Situ Leng stepped on the snow lotus, and the sharp light of the cold ice sword locked on a Luo family monk.

"Damn!"

"Scattered bone poison!"

"Scatter the power and poison!"

The two Luo clan monks released their poison skills at the same time, and the black mist spread all over the sky, Xiao Qingyun's righteous wrath flame power was far better than before, several flame slashes combined with strong attack talent burned the poisonous mist, and Situ Leng used the power of freezing to completely freeze the poison in the air, unable to make it work.

The two Luo clan monks were about to flee, and the four Nie Hao's golden chains chased after them, and the rune flames on the fire sword in Xiao Qingyun's hand lit up, and the huge meteorite fire flashed and the cold sword qi in Situ Leng's hand was also accumulated.

"[Liquidation]"

"Cold Sword Aura"

A huge meteorite and a cold ice sword qi burst out, and four vast gold chains restrained the two of them from acting, and the two who were already injured were powerless to resist in the face of Xiao Qingyun's explosive meteorite and the cold sword qi of the ground-level martial arts.

The two corpses turned into debris and fell, and the Kaiyuan Eightfold Monk was jointly killed on the spot by Xiao Qingyun, Nie Hao, and Situ Leng. Read the latest chapter of "The Enemy Army Has Thirty Seconds to Reach the Battlefield Claw Book House" for free reading for the first time.