Zhang Yue's thoughts were passed on to Yan Xi without reservation, echoing in her mind. And Yan Xi was not moved at all, but did her own thing, she danced the Fang Tian painting halberd, pointed forward, the magic weapons vibrated one after another, the energy began to condense, a shocking pressure gradually rose, and invisible ripples appeared in the space, crushing towards Guo Maofeng in a circle, shattering the ice surface that had just frozen under his feet, and the ice chips scattered, cutting his body and cutting off his hair, and he still stood with a stick, standing still, throwing away his distracting thoughts, and even having the confidence to face the squinting eyes that had been hiding and hiding.

Yan Xi clenched Fang Tian's halberd and made a throwing motion, his arm that looked slightly thin contained amazing strength, and a little golden light condensed on the tip of the halberd, "Die!" A piece of the void under his feet collapsed, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand came out of his hand, tearing through the void and flying out with countless magic weapon attacks. The snow that lost the protection of the ice was directly overturned, and the strong wind blew Guo Maofeng's clothes to hunt, and in the face of this stormy offensive, Guo Maofeng only made a very simple action, holding a stick in both hands, raising it high, and smashing it from top to bottom.

Zhang Yue touched a pair of gossip diagrams in his hand, pressed his hand on the yin and yang diagram in the center, turned slightly, and the eight hexagrams also changed their positions together, only listening to the sound of gear collisions, he indifferently watched what was about to happen.

A black light flashed in front of Guo Maofeng's eyes, without warning, making people feel that Guo Maofeng had bumped into him by himself, and there was no possibility of avoiding it, he was just engulfed by the black light. When his vision recovered, it was not a stormy attack, but a white expanse, and his stick that had gathered momentum for most of the day smashed the void again, and only smashed the void. For this small world, it doesn't hurt.

And then, a picture scroll was entangled, and before he could retract his strength, he was trapped in a cage of ink, and fell into the darkness where he could not see his fingers. Before he could react to what was going on, the wind accompanied by thunder came over, exploded in his ears, and shook his eardrums painfully, he endured the pain and raised the stick again, his hands directly turned into dragon claws and phoenix claws, covered with scales and feathers, and the strength climbed again, and directly skipped the stage of accumulating momentum, the stick was raised, the darkness dissipated in an instant, and the light re-stimulated his eyes, allowing him to see the world clearly. His gaze was met by a hand that shimmered with black light, and the turbulence of the space around him, his body was being torn, and there were small blood marks on his skin. He raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, and the sound wave shouted a breath of anger rolling out.

The aunt, who was almost face-to-face with Guo Maofeng, only felt that a fire was lit in her head, which made her hot, her eyes were red, she gritted her teeth, and traces of blood flowed out of her seven orifices, like a wriggling red earthworm, and the hand that bloomed with black light still reached forward, but it was out of place, and she shot with all her strength, cutting Guo Maofeng's neck, and blood splashed on her face, making her look like a ghost. In the next second, her figure returned to Lao Zhuang's side, panting, and her steps became vain.

"Are you alright?" Lao Zhuang hurriedly hugged his aunt and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"What the hell is going on?" Guo Maofeng, who suddenly changed his position, looked dazed, and could only vent his doubts with anger, and at this moment, a strong uneasiness surged from the bottom of his heart, and he quickly jumped into the air, regardless of whether the ice dragon and ice phoenix wanted it or not, he had to let them come out to protect the lord.

A hoarse crow chirped from the sky, only to see a black fire crow flying in the sea of red flowers, quickly catching up with Guo Maofeng who escaped, the blazing temperature of the entire ice and snow began to melt, the mountain was collapsing, large pieces of ice, gravel mixed with boiling water rolled down, the world began to shake. In the face of such an amazing power, Guo Maofeng also looked back in surprise, is this kind of power really something that newcomers can have? The chasing fire crow and the sea of flowers seemed to be wrapped in a layer of jade, and the star-like light reflected in the sunlight looked like the flickering light of Yin Buzheng's luck.

The speed of the fire crow and the sea of flowers was very fast, and Guo Maofeng, who was a step slower, couldn't completely dodge, so he could only turn sideways and dodge the fire crow, but he was drowned by the sea of flowers, and in a dark red flame, Guo Maofeng's screams came out.

Lao Hei's figure also fell from the flames, covered in green smoke, and was steadily caught by the nurse.

"Hehe, swallowed that guy so many palms, he almost didn't kill me, and he didn't burn you to ashes at this time?" Lao Hei's chest rose and fell, rising and falling violently, the strong muscles were hot, and there was a smell of meat, but the person who played with fire was burned by the fire, it can only be said that this fire is beyond the scope of his control, and there will be such a serious backlash, for this blow, Lao Hei has also prepared from the beginning of the battle to the present.

The nurse fed Lao Hei a pill and said, "Still have the strength?" If so, continue to give us resistance to damage! ”

Thinking of the pain of that palm on his body, Lao Hei shook his head and quickly shook his head, "No, no, I need to take a break, and then it's up to you." After saying that, he fainted with a smile.

The nurse sighed, waved her hand and condensed an air cover, protected Lao Hei, and looked at the flames burning in the sky again, which was equivalent to hundreds of palms, or even thousands, of Yin Buzheng's swings. Although each palm has a hand, it can't withstand the large number, and it is also mixed with the power of the old black flame, after his processing and compression, its power has already made Guo Maofeng have to pay attention to it. Of course, the price paid by Lao Hei was also very great, not long after the battle began, he lost consciousness and became the first person to fall.

On the other side, the bombardment after bombing is also terrifying. Yin Buzheng was still waving his palms, swatting flies, and suddenly faced a group of powerful flies, but he didn't react at once, and was drowned in the flames of the explosion.

Yan Xi flipped her wrists lightly, two long knives emerged from the palms, and the knife body was engraved with esoteric patterns, depicting two completely different worlds, one was surrounded by cold ghosts, and the other was flashing with warm light. This is different from the magic weapon that Fang just threw out, this is a real artifact, even a grade higher than the bundle of immortal ropes.

The pure spirit was running in Yan Xi's body, and the speed gradually increased, and wisps of golden water swam between the meridians, all of which flowed into the two hands, through the skin, and fell into the twin knives of the ghosts and gods, without the slightest power of magazines, awakening this artifact that had been sealed for many years. On the god-killing knife, a circle of cyan light swayed, and a rich breath of life gushed out, wrapping around the left arm, extending to the shoulder, condensing a cyan phantom, and the goddess of life clasped her hands together and held the green gem on her chest, singing praises to Yan Xi. The Ghost Slashing Knife was a completely different scene, the blood-colored smoke was like fire, igniting Yan Xi's right arm, and a grimace jumped out of the fireworks, smiling lowly, laughing like thunder, and like a war drum.

The fire is still continuing, countless weapons and magic weapons have been buried in it, and when other people see this scene, it is estimated that they will want to commit suicide in distress, and only Yan Xi, with such capital, does not blink her eyelids, but secretly scolds her mother in her heart, it is all real money, and her calm and composure is just because there is a voice in her heart that has been reminding her.

Zhang Yue, who was hiding in the shadows, secretly wiped her sweat and kept repeating a sentence in Yan Xi's mind, "Calm down, you can be reimbursed!" ”

Only by letting Yan Xi maintain this calm appearance can Yin Buzheng feel pressured, after all, sometimes strong financial resources are also very deterrent.

Yan Xi was still suppressing his urge to scold, and countless hands stretched out in the firelight, as warm as jade, and as heavy as a mountain, waving, the space was distorted, and where the strong wind swept, a piece of clarity, the firelight dissipated, Yin Buzheng sat upright in the void, and he had completely changed his appearance, and the thousand arms behind him spread out like a peacock opening the screen, forming a complete circle, flashing with a cold light, the cinnabar between the eyebrows turned into flames and swayed in the wind and snow, his eyes slowly opened, and his eyes fell on Yan Xi, There is no fireworks, but there is a bit of rhyme, but his face has become a little blurred, as if there is always a layer of fog shrouding him, which makes people unable to see it really.

"This is the Jade Bodhisattva?" Looking at Yin Buzheng's appearance at this time, living like a jade porcelain doll, he remembered the story he heard many years ago, "You are the one who practiced Buddhism in India, obtained the bodhisattva status and returned to the world?" ”

Yin Buzheng clasped his hands together, pinched a string of Buddhist beads, and exuded a treasure light all over his body, which made people feel peaceful and atmospheric, and even the voice that came out was like the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao, "Yes, so what?" Won't you kill me? ”

Yan Xi smiled and said, "Kill, why don't you kill." Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others! After speaking, her figure had disappeared, and when she reappeared, her knife had already reached Yin Buzheng's throat, the ghost qi surged, the grimace opened its big mouth and bit it, and countless ghosts poured out of its mouth, and before it was contaminated with Yin Buzheng's body, it was burned into ashes by that layer of faint light film.

"Powerful ghosts, you can't enter reincarnation, can you hurt me?" Yin Buzheng looked at Yan Xi indifferently, no matter how the ghost slashing knife came, he couldn't even break his defense, he just sat quietly and didn't move. And Yan Xi's swing of the knife shook the tree at the grasshopper, which was ridiculous.

"Then change it!" Yan Xi drank coldly, turned around and drove her left arm, the goddess of life opened her hands and sprinkled a piece of green light, but it was swallowed by that layer of light, and the blade was already blocked, and it couldn't cut a bit.

Yin Buzheng stretched out his fingers, pressed them on the blade and gently pushed them away, "The gap in hard power can't be made up by a single artifact. ”

Yan Xi's body was stunned, and the ground under her feet started from her heels, layer by layer, the earth waves rolled, the smoke and dust rushed to the sky with the wind and snow, and the world was in chaos. Yin Buzheng's fingers continued to move forward until the back of the knife pressed against Yan Xi's shoulder. Yan Xi snorted and took a step back, the smoke and dust dissipated at the same time, and the world regained its clarity, but the deep pit could not be filled.

Yin Buzheng withdrew his fingers, his face was not good-looking, his fingers were cut through the skin, and the blood flowed down the blade, although it was only a little, but he was indeed injured. Yan Xi glanced at the god-killing knife, gritted his teeth and threw it out, as soon as the knife left his hand, he saw that the knife was densely covered with cracks, and finally shattered in mid-air, leaving only the handle of the knife to fall to the ground.

"You're right, there really isn't anything the artifact can make up for." Yan Xi was very distressed, dripping blood in distress, it was an artifact, although it was only one, but the ghost knife was originally in pairs, and now it was broken, and the value fell by more than half, how big the loss was, Yan Xi didn't even dare to think about it, she could only take back the ghost knife, at least reduce the loss.

Yan Xi stood in front of Yin Buzheng empty-handed, looking quite miserable.

"What? Ready to surrender? Your teammates must be disappointed. Yin Buzheng said with a smile.

"Yes, I surrendered, so what are you going to do? If you want to kill me, you have to do it, right? Seeing that Yin Buzheng was just smiling, Yan Xi knew that this guy was just having a war of words, and he still didn't dare to make a rash move, otherwise he would have moved at such a close distance.

"Don't you dare?"

"Then you're moving!"

Yin Buzheng frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and the thousands of arms behind him waved in unison, the ground shook, and there were more giant palm prints, Yan Xi was looking for a gap in it, every time his toes touched the ground, there would be an extra palm print where he was originally standing, and the earth was almost chiseled through. Yan Xi stepped on the void with her feet and soared up, and the golden light on her body shone brightly, setting her off like the sun. Yin Buzheng glanced at it, and his big hand reached out, and he was about to take off the sun, that domineering momentum, and wanted to lift the sky.

Before his hand fell, the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky froze, and Yan Xi was in it, only feeling trapped in the quagmire and unable to move. The big hand that covered the sky and the sun had already clapped in, slowly closing, and the white clouds were shrouded in it, this was not grabbing people, but collecting the sky, the darkness came, and the light was caught by this hand.

Poof...... The sound of blood splattering.

Yin Buzheng's hand flicked back, and there was a shallow scratch on his palm, which was a small injury, but the thunder light that flashed in the depths of his eyes made his brain dizzy for a short time. It was a thunder sound, coming from nowhere, and it exploded directly in his spiritual world, instantly destroying his control over his palm. Yan Xi seized the opportunity and slashed out with a knife, making him hang up the color, and when he saw that Yan Xi was still holding a firewood knife in his hand, his face became even more ugly.

"It's still a bargain and it's easy to use." The golden spirit is wrapped around the wood knife, giving this ordinary weapon an additional attribute, sharpness, pure sharpness, which exists only to cut off.

Yin Buzheng only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, the upper part of his hand healed in an instant, it was already a miracle that a firewood knife could hurt him, what else do you want? Only the elusive thunder sound made him even more afraid, "Ming people don't do dark things, they hide and hide, is it interesting?" You four-eyed man! ”

Zhang Yue drew countless black lines on his face, so that his face looked a little dark, he silently looked at Yin Buzheng, like a clay statue, he didn't move, he grew so big, and it was the first time he heard someone call him like this, I have to say that Yin Buzheng is a powerful character. It's just that the direction of the power seems to be crooked.

Yan Xi, who was standing on top of the clouds, was holding the firewood knife and laughing, laughing very happily, without any image, tears came out, and for a while he couldn't hold the firewood knife steadily, so that the firewood knife fell, the blade was facing Yin Buzheng's head, Yan Xi saw this, and pointed to it, the firewood knife that had no intention of falling quickly fell, cutting through the void, and slashing at Yin Buzheng's head, accompanied by Yan Xi's demonic laughter.

Feeling the knife wind coming from his head, one of Yin Buzheng's thousands of palms greeted him, and he didn't care about grabbing the firewood knife, but when he touched the blade, he suddenly retracted, and there was another scratch on the palm, and the firewood knife bounced back, and was caught by Yan Xi, and the blade curled.

A firewood knife, Yan Xi didn't feel distressed, she threw it away, and broke a pair of scissors, she looked at it carefully, looked at it like a treasure, and gestured at the air again, very satisfied.