A cat and two people are open at a touch, and they have fallen on the left and right, whether it is a cat or a person, their faces are solemn, obviously in the short hand, no one has benefited.

"Qingbo!" Mu Sen shouted uneasily, he found that the matter had dragged on until now, and although he had managed to kill the two of them, the situation was developing in an increasingly unfavorable direction for them.

The old man was in no mood to pay attention to him, he was already angry in his heart, and he was screamed by an old guy who had not dried up, and no one could be happy.

But no matter how murderous he is, there is no better way to vent his anger at present. It's just pampering, although he is good at group attacks, but his single ability is actually not very strong, at least he can't pose any threat. But the black cat in front of him is different, its strength fluctuates, and occasionally it makes itself feel a burst of pressure, who knows if it will suddenly erupt and take it away?

Thinking of this, the old man secretly regretted a little, you must know that in this way, you shouldn't have held it up in the first place, and it would be good to keep more masters in the secret realm.

The black cat did not have the same complicated mental journey as his, and not long after it landed, it ran wildly, its claws and fangs rushing towards the old man with a cold cold light.

Although the old man was afraid of the strength of the black cat, he did not admit defeat on his lips, and when he saw the black cat pounce, he shouted with a hideous face: "Beast, it's good to come!"

I saw the old man's legs bent slightly, and then he exerted his strength in an instant, and rushed into the air, almost at the same time as taking off, the old man palmed his hands left and right, and a total of dozens of palm winds were blasted.

The black cat's figure was blurred for a while, and while moving forward, the figure shook lightly from side to side, easily avoiding the old man's dozens of palms.

Dozens of attacks did not make a difference, and the old man was not annoyed, suddenly his whole body was covered with green mangs, and his gray beard was also stirred with the wind, the old man shouted softly, his body turned sharply, and the spiritual power on the surface of his body quickly condensed into a sharp blade, rushing towards the black cat with a thousand momentum.

The black cat raised its head, his eyes showed a fierce look, the old man's indomitable momentum did not make it have a trace of retreat, but a soft roar towards the sky, vaguely, the place where the black cat was located seemed to have a huge black cat phantom, faintly, this black cat phantom was a little special, as if there were nine tails.

Then, the black cat raised its head and opened its huge mouth, and the bright ball of light above the giant mouth slowly condensed, and suddenly the black cat's whole body shook, and the beam in its mouth directly turned into a beam of light that rushed to the sky, and approached the old man who rushed over.

"Bang", and soon a mushroom cloud rose from the place where the old man was.

Mu Sen's face was ugly for a while, Qing Bo was currently the strongest master by his side, if Qing Bo was defeated by this weird black cat, then there was no doubt that he would not have any means to deal with the enemy.

Mu Sen looked left and right, and soon noticed that the breeze on the side that had been staring at the battlefield with concern and Mu Nianwan in his arms.

Suddenly, a smile quietly crept up on Mu Sen's face, and he was good at kidnapping hostages.

At this moment, the old man flew out of the mushroom cloud, his gray hair was already a little messy, and if he looked closely, he could even find that the sound of his breathing was compared to when he began,

There was already a hint of haste and messiness.

The black cat wouldn't give him time to rest, and once again squirted a foul spirit ball at the old man.

The old man is obedient now, and he didn't hard-connect, but flashed more in the past. Soon, a loud roar sounded in the distance, and it was the beam of light that erupted from the black cat's mouth.

Seeing that the attack had no effect, the black cat opened its mouth and sprayed a few more beams, but the old man dodged it.

The old man's anger grew stronger and stronger: "Brute, is there any other means? If not, it will be the turn of the old man." ”

The black cat can't speak, but even if it can, I'm afraid it won't pay attention to the old man.

The old man smashed his fist directly into the ground, and the ground suddenly became cracked, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. The black cat leaped backwards the moment the old man attacked it, and the old man punched into the air.

The old man did not hesitate for a moment, and almost at the same time as he hit the ground, his legs exerted force, like arrows off the string, clinging to the black cat, and punched it again in the forehead.

This punch could not be dodged, and the black cat quickly handed out a claw, and the fists and claws were connected, and the air waves flew, and the leaves that rippled one after another made a loud sound.

Immediately afterwards, the light on the old man's body became more and more vigorous, and with a burst of applause, the spiritual power output with all his strength instantly soared, and the big black cat suddenly flew backwards like a big mountain, smashing heavily into the ground.

The old man slowly retracted his fists, his face was a little mocking: "It's a pity, your beast's strength fluctuates, you should have suffered some serious injury, otherwise, today's result will probably be completely different." However, the old man is not a pedantic person, taking advantage of people's illness and asking for people's lives, the old man has always liked to do it the most. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man kicked his legs and galloped away close to the ground, and Bofa's spiritual power showed that the old man had made up his mind to kill.

Qingfeng, who had been silently watching the battlefield from the side, couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly hugged the sleeping little girl to block the old man, however, before he could move, he found that there was already a young man smiling in front of him.

Qingfeng, who knew that he couldn't stop the old man, immediately shouted: "Master, save Sister Mao'er!"

Mu Sen smiled strangely: "You still care about yourself." ”

A surging punch rushed straight into the face door of the clear wind. Qingfeng hurriedly straightened up, hugged the little girl with one hand, and pressed forward with the other. An astonishing momentum spread from within him.

"Bang", Mu Sen felt as if his punch had hit the iron, and even his hands wrapped in spiritual power were a little numb.

He looked at the top of Qingfeng's head in disbelief, there was a small transparent sword, the sword was pouring out, and the earth-shattering momentum exuded by the young man in front of him was emitted by this small sword.

"Formed sword intent?

Soon, he immediately distanced himself from the boy, and for the first time, his heart was timid.

There is no way not to be timid, most of the people who can condense the sword intent are masters like Mr. Snow Mountain and Mr. Five, although the spiritual power fluctuations in the young man's body seem to be weak, it is also very likely that he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

And on the other side of the pampered to hear the breeze

Calling for help, he immediately swung a few swords in all directions.

The blade flickered with white light, and everything in its path condensed into ice, including the people around her who were about to attack her.

Barely hesitating, the hand that held the Ice Rose Sword spilled with white light, and gradually raised it to the brow.

Suddenly, three ice arrows appeared out of thin air around the sword body, and the next moment, the ice arrows roared and rushed towards the old man.

The old man who was about to kill the black cat turned around, waved his big hand, and the cyan spiritual power was like a rope, holding the three ice arrows together, and then the old man held it in his hand.

The old man exerted his strength slightly, and the three ice arrows were pinched and shattered, and he sneered at the girl with disdain: "Such a blunt weapon, dare to be ugly?"

The girl didn't say a word, but there was a crystal clear blue longbow in her hand, and the ice phoenix carving on the longbow was lifelike, as if she was about to come to life.

Pampered pulled the bow with all his might, but the bow was not fully drawn, only slightly bent.

However, the girl was already sweating, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

The next moment, the girl let go of the bowstring, and a white light rushed straight towards the old man like a bolt of lightning.

The old man didn't even have time to react, his palm had been pierced, but not a drop of blood flowed out, the injured hand had been frozen, and there was already a thick layer of ice on his arm.

The girl's tone was indifferent, but she revealed a hint of pride: "Arrow!

(End of chapter)