I saw Mrs. Sanmiao snort coldly, and her jade hand danced lightly, waving like a wave, stretching forward like a tentacle, and grabbing towards Qi Fang.

Qi Fang flipped his palm, and the Qingsong sword appeared in his hand, and with a burst of divine power, there was a soft sound of "hum", and a three-zhang long cyan sword extended from the long sword, and then slashed forward.

The blue light masterpiece reflected the figures of several people around him in turquoise.

"Zheng!"

The three-zhang sword slashed out horizontally, slashing on the winding silk, making a golden clashing sound, and the thin white silk was not cut off by the incomparable sword.

However, the elongation of the silk also stopped, and it shrank back as if frightened.

At the same time, a purple light slashed down from the sky, like a July fire, and the purple light was terrifying.

But it was the golden bottle that took the opportunity to make a move, and his figure flashed to the top of Qi Fang, swinging the purple blade and slashing downward.

Qi Fang seemed to have expected it, and with a flick of his wrist, the long sword slashed upward.

"Smack!"

Qingbi's sword and purple streamer collided in the air, and after a light crisp air explosion, the purple light blade slashed backwards.

After all, Qi Fang's cultivation is better.

The graceful figure of the golden bottle rotated in the air with the purple blade, like an elf dancing, and at the same time dissipating the strength of the revolt, the figure flashed, and it had come to the back of Qi Fang, blocking his retreat.

"Little brother, since you're here, don't be in such a hurry to leave." Jin Bei'er said with a smile, showing two shallow dimples on his face, and his tone was very intimate, as if he was not fighting with people at all, but talking about love.

This woman's cultivation is not profound, and she may not even be as old as the elderly, but she is a pure yin body, and the spirituality of the purple blade is connected, and the use of this magic weapon can exert extremely strong power, almost competing with the older generation of demon sect elders, plus her scheming and means are quite clever, she can completely stand alone, but she is still young and lacks experience, which is also the reason why Mrs. Sanmiao brought her to practice the blood palm.

"Okay, since my sister has a heart, then let's have a good exchange." Qi Fang turned around unhurriedly and said casually.

……

"Little girl, hand over the blood-devouring beads, and the ancestor can spare your life." The Vampire Ancestor said gloomily, his eyes flashing with a terrifying red light.

"If you want, take it yourself." Wan Wan said coldly, her palm spread, and a dark purple bead was suspended above her palm, swirling with a dreamlike red light.

"Blood-devouring beads! Sure enough, it was a blood devouring bead, and I finally saw it! This intoxicating aura and unparalleled brilliance cannot be compared to any treasure in the world. Such a treasure is simply born for the ancestor's 'bloodsucking Dafa', and it should be owned by me. The moment the blood-devouring bead appeared, the blood-sucking ancestor's eyes lit up sharply, staring at the orb without blinking, as if the demon had seen a peerless beauty, and he wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

"Little girl, give me the blood-devouring beads." The palm of the Vampire Ancestor touched the side of his waist, took the Blood Demon Knife in his hand, and said viciously to Wan Wan.

"Since you want it, it's good for you." Wan Wan sneered, shot the blood-devouring bead at the blood-sucking ancestor, and then quickly pinched a spell with both hands, and shouted softly: "Get up!" ”

The blood-devouring beads suddenly released a blazing red glow, and the rich blood qi rolled out, as if a monstrous sea of blood had descended on the earth, surging towards the blood-sucking ancestor like a huge wave.

"Blood Demon Knife, one gas into blood slash!"

The bloodsucking ancestor's fingers rubbed over the blade, and the blood lines on the blade shone sharply, as if a stream of blood was flowing on the blade, and with a soft drink, he swung the magic knife and slashed forward.

A red mang, several zhang long, roared out, cutting through the wind and waves, splitting the vast sea of blood from the middle.

Listening to the sound of the "bell", the knife slashed on the blood-devouring bead and held each other together.

The sword and the blood light breathed in and out, one rose and the other disappeared, as if they were engaged in a contest of "sucking and devouring", the two had similar energy, and they both wanted to absorb and dissolve each other's energy, and seriously injured each other in one fell swoop.

The Vampire Ancestor is a famous demon Dao, and his cultivation is profound, which can be comparable to several peak heads of Qingyun Gate, and the Blood Transformation Demon Knife is also the ancestral heavy weapon of their lineage, and the combination of the two can burst out with amazing power.

Although Wan Wan's cultivation is slightly inferior to that of the Vampire Ancestor, her magic power is pure, and the power released by destroying the Blood Devouring Bead is not inferior to the Vampire Ancestor at all.

Jiang Laosan was on the side, and seeing that the strength of the two seemed to be evenly matched, it was difficult to distinguish, and his heart moved suddenly, and his body turned around, turning into a small dark red fork, and shot towards Wan Wan.

Wan Wan seemed to have expected him to make this move, and with a flick of her jade hand, she pointed forward.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Suddenly, a crisp bell rang in the deep abyss of the dead.

A small golden bell suddenly flew out and slammed into the dark red fork in the crisp sound of the bell.

"Acacia Bell!"

The faces of Mrs. Sanmiao and Jin Zhu'er changed at the same time, and an exclamation blurted out.

"It's not good to be distracted at this time."

Qi Fang's joking voice sounded beside the two of them, and I saw him raise the Qingsong sword above his head, his divine power was wildly destroyed, the sword soared, and he slashed forward with the momentum of opening the world.

"The first form of opening the sky."

The sword pushed the golden mountain and slashed down at Mrs. Sanmiao's head like a jade pillar.

The power of this sword is almost comparable to the "Divine Sword Thunder True Technique" used by this sword when Cangsong and Puzhi fought that day.

Mrs. Sanmiao's pupils shrank, her eyes became solemn, her jade arms were light, and the silk danced wildly, interweaving countless silk shadows in the air, and the white rays were surging, surging towards the sword one after another like ocean waves.

The sword slashed at the white wave swung by Lady Sanmiao, splitting one wave after another like a withering and decaying wave.

"Bang bang bang."

The sound of air explosions rang out continuously.

The white light burst one after another, like fireworks, extremely brilliant.

At the same time as breaking through the white waves, the sword of the open sky became weaker and weaker, and finally slashed on the winding silk, and after holding each other for a breath, it exploded with a "snap".

Mrs. Sanmiao's lotus step moved lightly, flying backwards like a dance, taking advantage of the situation to vent the power of the open sky.

"It is said that Mrs. Sanmiao has three wonders, one of which is Kung Fu Wonderful, and it really deserves its reputation when I see it today." Qi Fang praised the authenticity.

Although Lady Sanmiao's cultivation was the worst of the four giants of the Demon Sect, it was by no means in vain. If she fights alone, Tian Buyi may not be able to defeat her, and only Dao Xuan and Wan Jian Yi can win in the entire Qingyun Sect.

"There is still a wonder about the concubine's body, does Xiao Langjun want to try it?" Although Mrs. Sanmiao's expression was cold and cold, her language was full of teasing, extremely tempting, making people's hearts shake and difficult to control.

This is Mrs. Sanmiao's signature charm technique, ordinary men encounter this trick, at least they are confused, difficult to defend themselves, and at worst, their minds are taken away and become a slave in her hands.

Qi Anxin couldn't help but waver, looked at her carefully, and found that under her frosty expression, there was a hint of charm, and the blend of ice and fire was extremely impactful and moving.