Master Luo rolled his eyes, scattered the sword on the opposite side, and complained sincerely.

"Old man, don't you know that the villain died from talking too much, and he was still beeping when he started fighting."

The ghostly silver sword that fell immediately split into countless sharp swords, surrounding Xuanhe from all directions.

The majestic aura fluctuations made the face of Xuanhe, who was trapped in the middle, condense, and his heart was full of surprise.

How could she have such a strong aura, and she was so strong, it was not much different from the peak of his transformation stage.

How can it be?

Looking at her realm, she has just broken through the god transformation stage, where did she get such a strong aura?

Even so, Xuan He was only a little more serious, and he still didn't look at this person in his eyes, and the fire in his heart was now burning and wanted to kill.

Her words were so infuriating.

Although he didn't understand it too much, he received the ridicule and disgust inside.

Damn it.

He didn't take him seriously like this, he must make her regret meeting him today.

Master Luo has always been very serious when fighting, definitely not the kind of distraction and contempt, but also resolutely implement the fine tradition of taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

Finding that the people in the sword array were leaking a little breath, he immediately seized the opportunity and grabbed it with his hand, and the aura in the sword array was withdrawn.

So that the other party can't invoke the surrounding aura, and can only consume itself.

When he reacted and wanted to make a move, he threw over an explosive charm brush that he had prepared earlier.

Suddenly, the sound of 'bang, bang, bang' rang out non-stop.

"Bastard!"

Xuanhe was smashed tightly and scolded angrily.

There are useful spells in the cultivation realm, but whoever TM will make a move.

Make a point, a handful!

Even the most favored juniors or capable bigwigs in the sect would not be so extravagant, unless it is the kind of cultivation that cultivates the charm itself.

But this path requires too much talent, and there are very few people who can cultivate, and the entry status will be good in the cultivation realm, but the spells that can be drawn are all low-level.

It is a bit useful for ordinary people and some low-level monks, and high-level monks are completely chicken.

However, the one he was facing at this time was definitely drawn by a high-level spell master.

He can hurt him to the peak of the Transformation Period, and the strength of the other party is at least at this stage.

Fang Hai and the others were also stupid, looking at Xuan He who broke through the sword formation in embarrassment, their eyes full of confusion.

Why did she have a spell that could hurt a peak monk of the Transformation Stage?

Or so much!

How is this possible?

Who the hell is she?

Answering them was a sharp sword aura and a second wave of spell bombardment.

"Damn it, damn it, who the hell are you."

Xuan He dodged and counterattacked, where did the whole person still have the kind of fairy wind bones when he first came.

Not to mention the hole in the dark blue robe, which hung with a black mass, the hair that was meticulously combed was messy, and the beard on the face was also black.

If there is a mirror at this moment, Xuanhe, who has always paid more attention to image, is afraid that he will be mad.

Luckily there wasn't, so he didn't find anything but his clothes.

However, Master Luo is very understanding and very helpful.

I took out a mirror that was not too big or small, and looked at the Xuanhe who came with a sword, and said with great concern in my mouth.

"This old man, do you want to tidy it up first, I'm afraid it will damage your image when you leave your voice and smile later."

What Master Luo said was very distracting, but only Jin Yan understood it.

Sound and smile... It usually describes the dead.

I couldn't help but look at Xuanhe, who felt angry and had a nose that was about to smoke.