"Bang!"

Long Xiaotian smashed into the depths of the dense forest, smashed several thick ancient trees, and finally smashed into a hard rock, and the powerful impact directly shook his internal organs violently, and his limbs seemed to fall apart, and he was in great pain.

"Poof!"

Long Xiaotian's face was pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and the stars were sprinkled on the green and verdant grass blades in front of him, incomparably bewitching and dazzling, and a little blood stains were sprinkled on the white clothes, dyed out blood flowers one after another, like red plums proudly blooming in the ice and snow.

"It's a hard life, but it's a pity that you can't escape today!"

The iron-clawed murderer and Liu Qing swept like a whirlwind, the two of them didn't say much, the weapons in their hands smashed down angrily, and the violent power poured down like a heavenly river, wanting to smash Long Xiaotian to pieces!

At this moment of life and death, Long Xiaotian was particularly calm, without the slightest panic and fear, the spiritual power in his body surged out like an ocean hitting the sky, and the purple jade flute on his waist automatically flew up, and wisps of quiet and expansive flute sound floated out, like a breeze, and it was difficult to find.

"Swift Walk!"

Long Xiaotian seemed to have turned into a wisp of breeze, and when there was no room for it, he avoided it from the fierce and violent attacks of the two.

"Boom!"

The sharp claws like knives and the powerful mace smashed the mountain rock in front of him to smithereens, and the rocks flew everywhere, and Long Xiaotian had already appeared a few meters away.

"It's amazing!"

There was a hint of horror in the eyes of the two of them, they didn't expect that Long Xiaotian was seriously injured, and he actually had such a swift and lightning-like body, dodging their killer blow at the moment of life and death!

"Furious Warsong!"

The fierce and high-pitched flute sound is like the heavenly river bursting the embankment, the flying dragon churning, and the ocean hitting the sky, and the faint resounding sounds, with a strange magic, hooking the primordial instinct in the depths of Long Xiaotian's body, and inspiring wild power.

His aura instantly rose like a rising tide, sweeping away the previous malaise and depression, and the cold light of the black dragon spear skyrocketed, rampage like a black dragon, picking the iron-clawed murderer into the air, cutting through his chest, and bright red blood burst out like a gurgling stream.

The hard barrel of the gun shot out like a dragon furious python, hitting the iron claw of the iron-clawed murderer, and the powerful force directly shook his palm away, and the barrel of the gun flew sideways, hitting his chest, and the power that was as heavy as a boulder impact exploded.

The iron-clawed murderer's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, his eyes showed a crazy and ferocious color, and the iron-claw directly grabbed the barrel of the gun, holding it tightly, like an iron pincer, firmly grasping.

"You're finished!"

The iron-clawed murderer showed a cruel smile, because he had already seen Liu Qing flicker behind Long Xiaotian, and the wolf's tooth stick roared down like a meteorite general, if it smashed into Long Xiaotian's body, it would inevitably smash him into a sky of bloody mud.

"You're still worried about yourself!"

Long Xiaotian grinned, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and a murderous aura that made the iron-clawed murderers all over his body swept out of the white-clothed young man's body, like a blizzard raging across the vast land.

"Soul Introduction!"

"Mirror Moon Song!"

"The Amazing Comedy!"

The purple jade flute, which was suspended above his head by Long Xiaotian with spiritual power, under the control of spiritual power, stimulated a mysterious flute technique, just like the majesty of the mountain, like the ocean of water, like the misty of the wind, and like the vast of the forest. Suddenly gentle, suddenly solemn, suddenly violent, suddenly secluded, suddenly warm, mysterious and mysterious, making people's hearts sway, soul shaking.

The aura between heaven and earth was pulled by the mysterious flute sound, and it gathered frantically, and one after another flute sounds were substantially revealed, wrapping Long Xiaotian's body, and vaguely seemed to form a bright moon, protecting Long Xiaotian.

The sharp and poignant flute sound was like a hundred ghosts crying at night, and the resentful woman was crying, and the endless sound waves swept out like waves, blocking Liu Qing's domineering and fierce attack.

"One trick to solve you!"

Long Xiaotian let out a low sigh, and there were four bright points of light like stars flickering between his chest and abdomen, and the majestic spiritual power surged out like a river, he held the gun hard, and the green tendons on his arms bulged violently, like a dragon hibernating, containing explosive power.

"Da Yin Xi Sheng!"

The strong spiritual power erupted like a torrent, and the black barrel of the spear suddenly erupted like an angry dragon awakening, bursting out with an incomparably strong force, as if a volcano that had been silent for tens of thousands of years had erupted.

The face of the iron-clawed murderer turned pale in an instant, his face was bloodless, he didn't expect that Long Xiaotian would have to withstand Liu Qing's domineering blow, and he still resolutely wanted to kill him.

What's more, he was clutching the barrel of the gun tightly in his hand, and it was too late to escape.

The terrifying power of the fierce landslide and tsunami penetrated out like thunder and lightning, and the iron-clawed murderer let out a terrible scream, and the black gun pierced his chest like a mad python and broke his heart, the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

The iron-clawed murderer was just the pinnacle of the Nine Star Avenue Realm, and even Yun Bufan, who was in the quasi-Infinite Realm, was directly beaten into a half-dead state when he shook Long Xiaotian with this move, and he was directly unconscious.

Now Long Xiaotian's strength is even stronger than when he was in the sect competition, and if he uses this trick, his power will naturally increase exponentially, and the death of the iron-clawed murderer is not a grievance.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Long Xiaotian killed the iron-clawed murderer, a thick mace also shattered the layers of defense he had arranged, like thunder falling from the sky, and smashed heavily into his back with an extremely fierce and violent attitude.

"Poof!"

The dull voice like thunder resounded, Long Xiaotian's face was decayed, the indescribable pain swept away like a tsunami, his internal organs seemed to be shattered, he spit out blood, his body shot out like a kite with a broken string, and drew a deep mark on the ground, and finally knocked down an ancient tree, his head broke and bled out, extremely miserable and desolate!

He collapsed on the ground as if he was falling apart, losing the strength to stand up. If he hadn't used the "Mirror Moon Song" just now, building a solid defense, plus the self-defense armor he was wearing, which greatly resisted the heavy and fierce force, he would have died a long time ago, but even so, he was hit hard by such a brutal and violent attack, and his vertebrae were shattered.

"One life for one life, you won't suffer!"

Liu Qing said with a sneer, without even looking at the corpse of the iron-clawed murderer, the mace stick swung out, wrapped in strong force, and smashed into Long Xiaotian's head.

Feeling the heavy and fierce attack, Long Xiaotian sighed helplessly, even if his strength has improved a lot, but the gap with the Infinite Realm is still too big, and it is not a great loss to be able to replace a murderer before he dies.

Just when he closed his eyes and waited for death, a pair of white jade-like palms fell from the sky, and one palm slapped Liu Qing's mace, and the slender jade hand rushed sideways like a flower and a willow, gently and skillfully imprinted on Liu Qing's chest, and the terrifying power burst out like an earth dragon churning.

Liu Qing let out a miserable scream, vomited blood like garbage, and flew backwards, falling into the rocks not far away.

Long Xiaotian was in severe pain, dizzy, and faintly, he seemed to see a purple dress floating in front of his eyes, and a delicate and pretty face vaguely appeared in his sight.

"Gong ...... Host. ”