The hermit immortals who could not jump high enough and were in the air above the ground flew out one after another, but none of those sword qi could break through the large-scale protective barrier formed by the mixed internal force of Zixiao Yan.

"Look down on people! Do you know who I am? This beauty is the miracle of the Vulture Palace, a genius beauty who has created countless miracles! If I had entered the rivers and lakes earlier, there would have been nothing wrong with the purple shirt! The swastika mark lit up Zixiao's forehead, and the state of the divine conception of the Demon God's artistic conception greatly improved Zixiao's internal force cohesion and the depth of internal strength. Outside the purple-red inner power ball gathered on his raised right hand, flames with a rich color turned purple-black......

The jade hand was lightly handed over, and the red lips on Zixiao's face in the flames opened lightly.

"Fire."

The inner power ball covered by the purple-black dense flames flew out like a pop - through the gap between the clumps of sword qi, and landed among the large group of hermit immortals on the ground. Under the urging of the purple-red qi explosion, the condensed purple flame spread and exploded in an instant, turning the earth into a sea of fire within a radius of fifty zhang in diameter......

The hermit immortals in the flames, the Wudang hermits have all become fire people, and they can't do anything else except use their profound internal strength to fight the flames with all their strength and retreat quickly.

The direction of the power that guided Zixiao in the mid-air revolving rhyme seemed to be thrown by Zixiao's full swing, causing others to fall to the ground like meteors, chasing the people who were fighting against Zixiao Yan in the flames and were powerless to fight back, swinging their swords and slashing quickly, like chasing and slaughtering a group of lambs who had no ability to resist. Occasionally, the hermit immortal counterattacked in horror, and his internal strength was suddenly not enough to resist Zi Xiaoyan, and he was burned by the flames on his body and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye. After a moment of painful struggle, his throat had been slit.

In mid-air, Zixiao, whose body was spinning, maintained the Zixiao flame that burned around his body in a large area, like a light movement of his thin fingers, and clusters of dark purple flames flew down on the bodies of those hermit immortals who were retreating.

A group, dozens of hermit immortals who cultivated the Heavenly Fire were surrounded by the flames of the Heavenly Fire, and they rushed into the vast area of Zixiao Yan. Soar into the air and spin the falling Zixiao! Zixiao's figure suddenly accelerated and sank, and at the same time, it took care of the hermit immortals on the ground who had no time to escape from Zixiaoyan's killing range. Yiyun is like a cannonball!

flew over Zixiao's head in a moment, and when the two of them staggered by, Yiyun pressed Zixiao's shoulder with one palm. While using the force to accelerate and rise, it also made Zixiao's figure fall faster. "Pretty."

"This beauty is not a vegetarian!" At the same time, Yi Yun's body was above the heads of those hermit immortals, and the flying starry sword qi was like a dark purple star flying from all sides, and it didn't enter the body of those hermit immortals in the blink of an eye, and they were in mid-air, and the hermits who fell into the air had no way to borrow their strength, and they didn't have time to parry. A moment of helplessness.

And at this moment, Yi Yun, who was in mid-air, also fell into a situation where he could not borrow his strength, and the large group of hermit immortals around him fully grasped the opportunity, and more than a hundred figures flew up on the flat ground in all directions, and the sword light of the combined attack rushed straight towards Yi Yun who was flying and falling.

Zixiao, who landed on the ground, broke free with her long hair. In the rapid dance, it turned white in an instant, and the silver filaments flew all over the sky - "Three thousand feet of white hair, ask all the negative feelings......" One by one, the straight white hair flew into the skin and flesh of those hermit immortals who jumped up in the air and had no way to dodge. Zixiao's expression was smiling, and his ten fingers seemed to be slow. In fact, it is extremely fast to pluck the hair that hits the target, straight as a string. "The green silk is inch, the fragrance is gone, and the intestines are broken......"

The white hair of the hermit immortal was snapped abruptly, and the broken strand of hair suddenly burned with a dark purple purple flame, and along the hair, it burned the hermit immortal's skin and flesh in an instant, and the painful howl resounded in the sky. …,

Spinning the falling Yi Yun's body, a little bit of dark purple starlight sword qi flew one after another, those hermit immortals who were burned by Zi Xiaoyan and had no combat power for a while, and they could not pose a threat to Yi Yun at all, but the timing of the combined attack turned into being sent to the door by himself to be slaughtered, and the sword light that swirled around the body easily passed through a sword light that lost its speed and power, cutting the throat of the hermit immortal holding the sword.

On the flashing Tai Chi light map, one by one Wudang hermits have been preparing for a long time, and the person and the sword are integrated, turning into a meteor flying on the ground Zixiao At the same time, the Yi Yun who is about to fall is also calculated, and the moment when Yi Yun is in the air, will land but has not yet landed, and cannot move when there is no way to borrow strength.

In the dark purple purple flames, the group of Wudang hermits who were ready to attack rushed in quickly under the effect of the Tai Chi special effect, and their bodies were burning with a raging heavenly fire flame that could protect them for a moment. Just as they rushed in, the smile on Zixiao's face became even stronger. "Infatuation is easy to change, the new person laughs, the old person cries, and the sad ...... in the mirror"

In the swiping of one arm, golden life and death talismans suddenly appeared in Zixiao Yan. The life and death talisman of the golden light of the Dao Dao was connected into a long formation that surrounded the surroundings like a long chain.

"Life and Death Rune Array!" The Wudang hermits who rushed into Zixiao Yan stiffly stopped rushing forward and quickly retreated. The light chain-like life and death talisman danced and swayed in all directions, and many Wudang hermits who couldn't retreat and couldn't dodge all hated Jiuquan in front of the life and death talisman......

This kung fu Yiyun has already fallen to the ground, and Zixiao's back is close to it. "Shibei for three days, impressive. How much more brilliance? ”

"Hehe, don't look at who this beauty's master is!" Zi Xiao was triumphant, but he already knew that this was a protracted war of attrition, and using too many large-range lethal martial arts would make the internal force consume too quickly and difficult to support for too long, and these hermit immortals were very powerful, and it was impossible to kill many people with one move, so he immediately slowly put away Zi Xiaoyan.

The Zixiao Yan on one side converged, and the person had already rushed towards the other side with Yiyun.

"I'll go first, look at the beauty of this beauty!"

Yi Yun ran a little behind, and pushed her back with one palm while Zixiao rushed forward. On the hands of Zi Xiao staggered his chest, there were two more purple-red qi blades out of thin air, and at the same time as the qi blades were generated, they were completely covered by the burning dark purple Zixiao Flame, turning them into two dark purple flame long knives......

Yi Yun secretly exclaimed, Zixiao could only take the route of internal force. The state of the divine realm of the Demon God's artistic conception can also improve the condensation of internal force, and the cultivation qi blade is indeed a beautiful combination, the qi blade is combined with the high-grade Zixiao Yan to increase the lethality, and its power is by no means comparable to the qi blade of other people. 'Zero Er has really put a lot of effort into Zixiao'......' Such a beautiful combination, Yi Yun can be sure that it can't be Zixiao's own figure-out.

At the same time as the air blade was generated, Zixiao launched the knife technique he learned from Ling'er, man and knife. It was as if it had suddenly become a static state—at the same time, the bodies of the group of hermit immortals in front of them were suddenly, almost in no particular order, and they were instantly stained by the purple flames on the qi blade. Burn all over ......

The white-haired witch knife - break the love.

Yi Yun had already heard the purple shirt describe the characteristics of Ling'er's sword skills, and Ling'er's martial arts were different from other white-haired witch palace gates, including the white-haired witch, and her martial arts had already been better than the blue. The martial arts obtained from the white-haired witch have become very distinctive and widely applicable martial arts in her hands. Ling'er's talent attributes were originally not comparable to the purple shirt, and there were also shortcomings, but her martial arts not only had various distinctive characteristics in actual combat, but also avoided the existence of defects with the same distinctive characteristics.

Among them, breaking love is the essence of Ling'er's knife technique, the pursuit of one hit must kill, do not seek combos, do not seek changes in later moves. This kind of path is originally extremely unsuitable for fighting against masters of the same level, because it is not possible to kill oneself without dying and being seriously injured. But this is not the case with the Love Breaker Knife. There is no specific move in the Broken Love, and there is no need for a specific move, only the sword intent. One knife out, the lethality and speed are all amazing. The knife has no back move, but the body has it. The subtlety of the body perfectly makes up for the defects of the number of love-breaking knives. Therefore, let the broken love become a constant attack, the enemy clearly knows the flaw behind the capture of the knife, but because of the subtlety of the body and can't catch it! …,

Ling'er's martial arts were originally crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and he was chased by the rivers and lakes for more than ten years and killed countless masters of the rivers and lakes. In the end, when I met the nemesis of Xiaojian, many of the white-haired witch's martial arts were all auxiliary in Ling'er, and it was true that she destroyed the enemy. Interference and damage to the enemy, but those methods are ineffective against the little sword. With just a trickless break, he fought fiercely with Xiaojian for several days and nights, until his internal strength was exhausted and he was no longer able to continue. In other words, after several days and nights of fierce fighting, Xiaojian failed to break the relationship.

Xiaojian didn't kill her, and the two made an agreement. Therefore, there was Ling'er who lurked in the Vulture Palace on the rivers and lakes, and her knife was sealed in the dust for a long time.

Such a knife is not a person with a delicate heart, not a certain talent, and a person with the ability to state of mind cannot cultivate and succeed at all, because the sword technique itself is not strong, just like Tai Chi, only when it is matched with the right person, can it bloom with dazzling brilliance.

When the knife was exhausted, Zixiao did not use footwork to avoid the attack in front of her, the sword stabbed head-on, and Yi Yun, who caught up in time, touched Zixiao's back, and took her body to spin, and the sword of the Wudang hermit almost fell in front of her eyes. Zixiao in the north cut off the throat of the Wudang hermit, and in the rotation, Zixiao's feet touched the ground, and suddenly he became vigorous, and the man and the knife flashed out from under Yiyun's ribs, and the body of a row of hermits was continuously cut off in the horizontal swing of the flame's qi blade......

The more he fought, the more Zixiao felt handy. This kind of cooperation makes her feel happy, very similar to the scene of fighting side by side with Xi'er, but the difference is that the limited cooperation with Xi'er is always very short-lived, and this time she fought side by side with Yiyun for a long time, which was very pleasant.

The silver hair turned into inch by inch flying silk, flying in all directions......

"Hehe, do you dare to underestimate this beauty?"

Under the wooden shed, Jian Ruyan was relieved and concentrated on the luck and poison, and she was already relieved. even felt that maybe there was nothing wrong with her at all, Zixiao took on the part that consumed the most internal force in the battle, and she took it very well and cooperated very well.

Jian Ruyan originally felt unbelievable, but thinking that after so many years, he had experienced a lot of blood baptism in the Vulture Palace, and how many novices in the rivers and lakes had become masters with combat experience, and it was not surprising that Zixiao had grown to this point.

The rain, flowing down the slender green bamboo leaves, flowed to the ground.

In the rain curtain, in Ouyang's ruthless sight, the white figure stood quietly, motionless.

After a long pause, it still does.

Ouyang turned around ruthlessly, walked back for a while, and when he turned back, he saw that the silhouette of the figure in the bath was still faintly visible. At this moment, he no longer had the heart to be lucky, this person was indeed targeted at him, otherwise, he would not be so pretentious. "I don't know which friend it is?"

The figure on the other side of the rain curtain didn't say a word.

Ouyang ruthlessly left the venom on the spot, turned around and left. After a while, when I turned around, I couldn't see the figure anymore.

However, in the rain curtain, a figure appeared in the distance on three sides at the same time, allowing him to see the outline clearly, but not to see a clearer description. Ouyang ruthlessly clenched his fists secretly, if he could make a move at this moment, he would definitely rush forward without hesitation, but he couldn't, the injury caused by Yi Yun's Nine Absolute Incineration Sword Qi made him kill immediately as long as he exercised.

"What a friend! Please show up and speak—"

Silence, silence of the people in the rain curtain in all three directions.

"Hmph, this kind of cat trick to catch rats is useless to me Ouyang ruthlessly, since you are not in a hurry, I am not in a hurry." Ouyang ruthlessly put his hands behind his back and stood motionless.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed......

Ouyang ruthlessly had a sore back and legs, lost the support of internal force, and stood in the rain for so long in a row with only his physical ability, the taste was extremely uncomfortable. So he took a step and continued to walk in the direction of the bamboo forest. On all sides, there were figures, and he walked, and those people also walked, always keeping a distance that he couldn't see clearly. …,

Ouyang was ruthless, hungry and thirsty, but he didn't have a vacuum bag, so naturally he didn't have food reserves. Despite his persistence, his injuries and exhaustion finally made him fall into the muddy ground in embarrassment when he stepped again. The embarrassment made him angry, but he forced himself to endure it, panting and holding the water on the ground to drink to quench his thirst. After resting for a while, Ouyang ruthlessly dragged his tired body and continued to move forward.

The people who responded to the spawn point in a nearby town have not yet arrived. Ouyang was ruthless and uneasy, and asked in secret. "Where have you been?"

No response.

Unless you're asleep.

Or, unconscious, pointed......

Ouyang stopped ruthlessly, he knew very well that it was impossible for him to get out of the bamboo forest without anyone to answer him, these tricks were just playing with him, just to make him physically tired and painful, and to make him lose control of his anger. His people can't come to answer it, and there are others? Yes, he also has a lot of chivalrous friends.

"I've promised my friend not to have a personal grudge against you."

"You shouldn't ask who it is, and if you opened your mouth first, we wouldn't tell anyone who it was."

……

One by one, they passed into the secret past, and they all got such answers, including the Zhulin Monk and his wife. Ouyang's ruthless body, involuntarily cold, angry mixed with fear, began to tremble.

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