The remaining immortal cultivators of the Ji family and the Zhang family were injured again, Zhang Hu looked at the flying swords in the air that had lost their green mang, and was not in the mood to take into account the attack of the five cannon cannons of the Gathering Wind, and finally suffered the most serious injuries. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They came to their senses when the mountains behind them, thousands of miles away, exploded into vast fires, melted into magma, and flowed.

Only then did they know how stupid and vulnerable they were, and they took out the pills one after another to replenish their spiritual power and heal their wounds.

Bu Fan continued to surprise and attack him unprepared, so that these immortal cultivators did not dare to underestimate it, in the direction of Bingfeng Valley, Luo Bingxuan had already stopped closing her eyes and recuperating, she saw Bu Fan's achievements from a distance, and her heart was jerky.

She knew that she shouldn't have expelled Bu Fan from the division and from the Ice Peak Valley at that time, but now she felt jerky when she thought about it, and she had no face to face Bu Fan.

"Look, Leader Zhang's twelve Qingmang Flying Swords are still spinning there at a high speed, they should be fine......

"That's right! It's still there, but the Qingmang Flying Sword doesn't seem to have a Qingmang ......."

"Shhhh Don't be noisy......"

Zhang Hu also saw the twelve Qingmang flying swords in the sky, and when he lost Qingmang, he couldn't bear it anymore in his mouth, and sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood outward, dyeing the robes on his body blood-red.

"I see! It seems that he is still underestimating him. Poof......"

He glanced at the twelve green mangfei swords in the sky, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

When the twelve Qingmang flying swords collided with Bu Fan's set of Gathering Wind Five Consecutive Cannons, he knew that this flying sword could not match the bombardment of those Gathering Wind Five Consecutive Cannons.

Zhang Hu's heart was in severe pain at that time, and now he vomited blood, and he was also quite able to endure it.

The Natal Flying Sword, as the name suggests, is the Natal Sword, and now that Zhang Hu's twelve Natal Flying Swords have lost their green mang, he himself has also been harmed.

The flying sword has only lost its green mang, and it has not been destroyed yet, otherwise Zhang Hu will definitely fall with him.

Zhang Hu vomited blood in a big gulp, which made the other immortal cultivators feel wrong, and they spit out blood inexplicably, and they were always a little puzzled.

"Retreat!"

Zhang Hu spoke, his voice was very firm, this was also the first time he proposed to retreat in battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and he was unable to return to the sky, and he was too seriously injured, so he did not have the spiritual power to fight again.

He proposed to retreat, so that everyone looked at him, feeling that this determination was very unexpected, and those who followed Zhang Hu knew that he was not like the leader who retreated halfway, but this time they saw Zhang Hu's eyes full of horror.

"Chief? It's ......"

Some immortal cultivators tried to ask Zhang Hu for details, but he had followed Zhang Hu for a long time, knowing that Zhang Hu was not the kind of leader who retreated casually.

"Don't say it, this son is very familiar, if you don't guess wrong, he is probably from Dongyi Shengzhou...... Flash mob. ”

Zhang Hu was halfway through his words, and suddenly issued an instruction, and found that there were five more rounds of Jufeng and five cannons in front of him.

Whoosh ......

The five cannon cannons of the Gathering Wind shot out, producing a big explosion of air, and five gray energy divine lights pierced the void and smashed at great speed.

As soon as Zhang Hu took a look, he was about to turn around and dodge the attack of the five rounds of wind gathering five cannons, when his body had just taken half a step, and suddenly a crystal clear flying sword flew sideways, straight to his neck.

"Want to take the life of the old man? You're still a little tender......" Zhang Hu quickly took out a yellowed talisman from the storage bag, and successively punched out several spells on the talisman, and finally suddenly sacrificed it.

"Heavenly Yin Talisman. Open! ”

Zhang Hu's vicinity immediately became blurred, and he slowly hid his body, steadily avoiding the attack of the Five Cannon of the Gathering Wind, as well as the attack of the Xuan Bing Flying Sword.

Thundered......

This time, the sound of the five artillery bombardments of the Gathering Wind sounded, hitting all the twelve Yuan Infant Stage monks except Zhang Hu, splashing a piece of blood and a thick smell of blood, filling the void.

Ahh......hhh

Bursts of screams came out of the mouths of these immortal cultivators.

Not far away, Ji Yi saw this scene very clearly, she turned around and galloped towards Ji's house.

"Stay in Qingshan and don't be afraid of running out of firewood, this time run away first, and next time organize other immortal cultivators to come over and take down everyone in Bingfeng Valley in one fell swoop."

She walked quite chicly, because she didn't have any worries on the battlefield, Ji Yan died when she died, and she had nothing to do with half a dime, she was also a member of the Ji family, what she cared about most was herself, who cared about other people's lives or deaths?

After Ji Yi left, Bu Fan quickly galloped in the direction of Zhang Hu's escape, he had the immortal killing system transmission in his mind, and he was not afraid of losing it at all.

"The master said, you must leave this old man behind, I don't know why? It's really troublesome to pursue......"

Bu Fan thought about the transmission of the robot elves before leaving, and he was a little puzzled, and the old man didn't have a lot of feelings.

When he saw that there was a weapon that was more powerful than the tracking bazooka, his eyes lit up, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Hu's twelve Qingmang flying swords.

In fact, Bu Fan didn't know that the mind of the immortal killing system, only the immortal killing system knew, Zhang Hu had already seen Bu Fan's identity, and if he didn't get rid of it, he would become a trouble.

High in the ice peak valley, there is a miniature satellite surveying everything, and when Zhang Hu avoided the five cannon cannons of Jufeng, he mentioned Bu Pingfan's traces in the words he said to one person next to him.

Bu Fan flew fast, he had already left the battlefield for more than a thousand miles, and he was able to track more than 1,000 miles beyond the survey range of the Immortal Killing System, which was completely dependent on the satellite survey in the high altitude.

He came to a distance of 1,200 miles before he slowed down and looked around, scanning Zhang Hu's traces.

The immortal cultivators of the Ji family and the Zhang family, who were still staying in the fierce battle, began to panic, and even the leaders of both sides evacuated, leaving only a dozen monks, which made them feel uneasy.

The machine elves instigated their snow-white wings and looked down on the wounded immortal cultivators in the sky.

"That guy Bufan really can't save trouble, he hasn't wiped out these dozen immortal cultivators yet, and he still has to do it himself."

The robot elf looks like a puffed out cheek, obviously very annoyed, this machine elf container is a female version of the robot's device, not only a woman's character, but even the voice and movements are female.

As it stirred its wings, its two large, bright eyes turned rapidly, and it had to replicate a piece of cloth to come out.

"It's been a long time since I've fought with the owner, so this time I'll copy the owner, kill this group of immortal cultivators together, harvest the heads, and increase the level of the soul transformation skill."

Thinking of this, the robot elf quickly spread its wings into the air, and instantly flew thousands of meters away.

Luo Bingxuan saw it clearly, knowing that this angelic-like creature beside Bu Fan must be Bu Fan, and while watching, he was secretly praying in his heart.

"I hope that Bingfeng Valley can tide over the difficulties this time, and the elders who guard the sect will not lose their trust......"

She withdrew her gaze from the robot elves and placed them not far away, in the direction of the ice peaks and valleys, with their majestic ice crystal buildings and crystal clear pavilions.