"Hmph." Li Yan narrowed his eyes and slashed the long sword in his hand: "It's a good way, it's not the same!" Today's catastrophe in the sect, you are a tiger, and the ancestor has a spirit that must bring disaster to you! ”

"You don't want to scare my son." In Fengyuan's hand is a treasure of a black iron fan bone, and his appearance at the moment is elegant, but it is a pity that the blood on the fan is rich, and the demonic energy around his body is overflowing, which destroys this elegant charm.

"Don't talk nonsense, now my master's life and death are uncertain, and I am being caught up by you again, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" Liyan put on a posture.

Nie Yunwen saw it in her eyes, if she was a word, she would definitely do it at this moment! The cultivation of the person in front of him is slightly lower than him, and his combat skills are far inferior to him, so it is indeed the best choice to completely ask this pursuer to do it without knowing that there is backup coming over. It's a pity......

Liyan's foot hit the ground hard, and immediately the wind and sand rose, and the soles of his feet smashed into the dirt like gold and iron! This kind of power has far exceeded the power of his foundation building period.

Over there, Feng Yuan only felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and there were countless wind blades mixed with the smoke and dust covering the sky.

This is the ability of the master who speaks! He secretly exclaimed, that old thing really dared to give up the rules to teach him this! And Liyan actually learned three or four percent in such a short period of time!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the fan turned into the shape of a flower in his hand like a peony blooming, and finally covered his face.

Countless wind blades stopped a foot away from the fan.

But there were still a few that broke through the defense line and landed on the fan.

The purple-red scroll has left little by little black and gray imprints. Fengyuan is a full second generation of cultivators, and he still relies on his uncle to act as a tiger, and when he sees the fan after the attack, he is so distressed that his lungs are about to explode, and he said angrily: "Dog thief!" Destroy my treasure! Damn it! "Hmph." Li Yan narrowed his eyes and slashed the long sword in his hand: "It's a good way, it's not the same!" Today's catastrophe in the sect, you are a tiger, and the ancestor has a spirit that must bring disaster to you! ”

"You don't want to scare my son." In Fengyuan's hand is a treasure of a black iron fan bone, and his appearance at the moment is elegant, but it is a pity that the blood on the fan is rich, and the demonic energy around his body is overflowing, which destroys this elegant charm.

"Don't talk nonsense, now my master's life and death are uncertain, and I am being caught up by you again, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" Liyan put on a posture.

Nie Yunwen saw it in her eyes, if she was a word, she would definitely do it at this moment! The cultivation of the person in front of him is slightly lower than him, and his combat skills are far inferior to him, so it is indeed the best choice to completely ask this pursuer to do it without knowing that there is backup coming over. It's a pity......

Liyan's foot hit the ground hard, and immediately the wind and sand rose, and the soles of his feet smashed into the dirt like gold and iron! This kind of power has far exceeded the power of his foundation building period.

Over there, Feng Yuan only felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and there were countless wind blades mixed with the smoke and dust covering the sky.

This is the ability of the master who speaks! He secretly exclaimed, that old thing really dared to give up the rules to teach him this! And Liyan actually learned three or four percent in such a short period of time!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the fan turned into the shape of a flower in his hand like a peony blooming, and finally covered his face.

Countless wind blades stopped a foot away from the fan.

But there are still a few that broke through the defense line and fell on the fan.

The purple-red scroll has left little by little black and gray imprints. Fengyuan is a full second generation of cultivators, and he still relies on his uncle to act as a tiger, and when he sees the fan after the attack, he is so distressed that his lungs are about to explode, and he said angrily: "Dog thief!" Destroy my treasure! Damn it! ”