The power of the flame whip is not strong, but the power of the flame is not weak, Feng Xia Wu can't dodge it at all, the whip shadow barrier formed by the long whip in his hand is completely useless, and his chest suddenly hits a fire attribute dark energy, and his body is thrown out.

Poof! A red blood water spurted out directly, and the chest and abdomen were on fire, and the burning sensation eroded the internal organs.

I, am I going to die? You must not be fine. Grandpa Feng asked me to take care of you, but I didn't do it. You've got to be good.

How I wish I could watch the sunrise and sunset with you, and how I wish I had you by my side.

Hehe, because of your stubbornness, you let me leave the academy because I don't care about my special physique. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely be your sister of Xia Wu, and I will take care of you for the rest of your life. I'm very satisfied to know you in this life.

Fengxia danced, a tear of regret crossed the corner of his eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "Xiaoyao, you must not come out." If there is an afterlife, I will definitely be by your side, and as long as you do not give up, I will never leave. ”

Bang! Feng Xia Wu's body fell heavily to the ground, and there was no movement.

"No, Xia Dance Martial Arts, Wang Huaiyuan, you traitor, my father treats you well, why do you want to be like this?"

Wang Huaiyuan was completely furious at this moment, the plan failed, and he was still trapped in the big array at this moment, and his own people and horses had encountered accidents one after another, and the defeat was confused and unclear.

All of this must have something to do with the pretentious trickster boy. It must be so.

"Zhan Xiaoyao, you destroy everything for me, and I will also destroy everything for you. Don't think that if you cower in the city, I can't do anything with you, and if you don't come out again, I'll kill her, kill all of them. ”

The violent and domineering words spread out in all directions, and there was still silence all around.

"Die, all of you, all of you have to be buried together, girl, your father doesn't care about your life, why do you need to defend him, today the old man will send all of you on the road. ”

Wang Huaiyuan was already completely crazy, bullying Xie Feiyan, preparing to launch a fierce attack.

Zhan Xiaoyao cleaned up a few remnants of the enemy, lurked near the city, and then dared not sneak in haste, this is already the extreme of the breath, but at this time, he suddenly found Feng Xia Wu who was seriously injured and thrown away, and heard Feng Xia Wu's words full of regret.

"No!"

A swift figure suddenly shot out and swept in front of Feng Xia Wu.

Wang Zhiyong, Wang Huaiyuan, I didn't want to kill you, but you can't live if you do evil yourself, no wonder me.

At this moment, Wang Zhiyong and Wang Huaiyuan are already dead people in the eyes of Zhan Xiaoyao, completely dead people.

Zhan Xiaoyao leaned down and picked up Fengxia Dance.

Pale cheeks, full of redness, a red blood stain at the corner of the mouth, misty eyes, staring at Zhan Xiaoyao in a daze, the weak left hand slowly raised and gently attached to Zhan Xiaoyao's cheek: "Xiaoyao, Sister Xia Wu didn't do well, cough cough, I didn't take care of you, you, your body, don't fall in love with war." ”

Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were full of tenderness, and his lips opened lightly: "Don't say it, you have a good rest, they will leave it to me." ”

In an instant, the warmth subsided, and the cold breath came out again, a little more intense than before.

"Old thief, Lao Tzu is here. You dare to touch my woman, very good, very good. ”

The breath that was once extremely cold erupted from the body of the war. It's still just a martial artist cultivation, but the rich murderous aura and extremely cold aura make the early morning night more chilly.

Dressed in black clothes, with a tall body, holding Fengxia Dance, he walked towards Wang Zhiyong with firm footwork.

Every time he took a closer step, Wang Zhiyong felt that the cold in the air was a little thicker, and the fierce murderous aura was like an ice blade made of ice, shooting sharply from the cold eyes of the young man in black.

Wang Zhiyong hurriedly picked up a sharp sword and suppressed it on Xiao Tian's neck, the sword body was suddenly forced, and there was a blood mark on Xiao Tian's neck, and he opened his mouth in a trembling voice: "Zhan Xiaoyao, you, you stop, at this moment, my father is on the side, I see what else you can do to me?"

The air around him seemed to be frozen, and everything was still, except for the increasingly intense cold air and the sound of slumping footwork and firm footwork.

Extreme coldness and fierce murderous aura enveloped Wang Huaiyuan and Wang Zhiyong.

Although this breath is not powerful, it is so shocking and shocking. This strong aura and killing intent like a substance can only be cultivated after at least hundreds of life-and-death battles.

How could this young man have a strong aura that did not match his age at all, and all the saints were cold, and they felt a chill and killing intent for no reason.

Wang Huaiyuan suddenly felt a trace of remorse, and was so remorseful that he annoyed the sharp-tongued boy who was full of tricks. At this moment, this kid's momentum is too terrifying.

Although several holy steps were on the side, Wang Zhiyong was afraid.

"You, don't come here, you're coming, I, I'll kill her. ”

Wang Zhiyong's words trembled, and even the sword body in his hand shook involuntarily.

"You will surely die today. ”

Zhan Xiaoyao's words were cold, without a trace of emotion, his steps were not hurried, and he walked towards Wang Zhiyong unstoppably.

The extreme coldness and rich murderous aura completely destroyed Wang Zhiyong, and in the pupils of his eyes, he saw the god of death from the Nine Hells without any emotion, walking towards him.

When!

Wang Zhiyong's arm trembled, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Several saints and Wang Huaiyuan were shocked, and the terrifying and rich cold and murderous aura on the black-clothed young man's body pierced his heart.

Zhan Xiaoyao's face was cold, and he walked towards Wang Zhiyong step by step, the great martial artist on Wang Zhiyong's side was already frightened and inexplicable, and he couldn't stand the pressure of Zhan Xiaoyao's incomparable murderous aura, so he turned around and ran away in horror.

Kasumi Dance, you fool, stupid. I said I wouldn't let anything happen to you, and if they dared to touch you, I would definitely kill them.

Several Saint-level cultivators reacted and stopped in front of Zhan Xiaoyao: "Boy, you are hiding very deeply, but your words are too big, be careful that the wind flashes your tongue." ”

Zhan Xiaoyao swept out in one step and stood in front of several martial saints. The wild breath caressed the black clothes and grinned, and his long hair couldn't stop flying in the wind. The tall figure is even colder under the illumination of a fluorescent lighthouse in the city.

"Get out!"

Boom, the wild qi suddenly spread out from Zhan Xiaoyao's body, and it was even a few points stronger than before, and several low-grade saint ranks were actually suppressed by that momentum, and their bodies were directly shaken away.

Wang Huaiyuan was completely shocked, he really didn't expect this kid to be so strong, he turned out to be a saint-level cultivator.

Zhan Xiaoyao held Fengxia Dance steadily, with a pair of cold cheeks, but his eyes were full of tenderness, he walked towards Xiaotian step by step, and after feeding Fengxia Dance a few pills of the best pills, he handed Fengxia Dance to Xiaotian.

Wang Zhiyong sat on the ground with his buttocks, trembling all over.

"Zhiyong, don't be afraid. Daddy is here, he doesn't dare to do anything to you, if he dares to touch you, I will make him regret annoying me Wang Huaiyuan. ”

"Yes!"

With a cold word, a black figure and a black sword light flashed out in an instant.

"What, Sage, this kid is already a Sage?"

Before the shock retreated, Wang Zhiyong had been split in half and became two ice lumps.

The power of one move, the power of a sword, the killing move erupted, without the slightest warning, killing when it was said, it was even more strange that it was divided into two, and the corpse did not see a trace of blood coming out.

There is also an extremely cold aura attached to the physical attack, which is obviously the skill after the fusion of martial arts and magic paths.

"This, this"

The abnormality of Wang Zhiyong's body made several Saint-level cultivators completely stunned, and they stood in place in a daze, full of fear.

Wang Huaiyuan was grief-stricken and indignant: "Son, boy, I'm going to kill you." Kill, kill them all for me, kill them all, not one of them will be left, we can't leave today, at least let this sunset city become our burial. ”

Wang Huaiyuan roared, his long hair dancing wildly under the rumbling momentum.

Zhan Xiaoyao stood at the center of the city, at the intersection of the two roads, 'Wuguang' pointed diagonally at the ground, his body was erect, and he protected a group of martial arts and students behind him.

Wang Huaiyuan looked at Zhan Xiaoyao in a daze, and his voice trembled slightly: "Boy, who are you?"

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and I will be free. You all remember it for me, my name is Zhan Yao. If you want to kill them, and if you want them to be buried with you, you must first ask me if the sword in my hand will agree. ”

The tall body and sonorous words are shocking.

Feng Xia Wu opened her eyes with difficulty: "Xiaoyao, don't fight hard, you, your physique, you will die." ”

Xiao Tian's eyes were sharp, his eyes were full of eagerness, and he murmured softly: "In the future, I will never want you to block the knife for me, but also me." ”

Wang Huaiyuan went crazy again: "Boy, arrogance also has to look at the enemies you are facing, even if you are a saint rank, but at this moment you are facing several saint ranks. ”

A firebird formed by a blazing flame soared into the air and struck towards Zhan Xiaoyao.

Zhan Xiaoyao put away the 'Dark', suddenly grabbed the 'Extreme Cold', his body suddenly burst out, and the heavy sword rumbled towards the firebird.

Suddenly, a blue dragon suddenly attacked, and the dragon was like a living thing, the dragon's mouth was wide open, and there seemed to be a faint sound of a dragon's groan.

A saint rank is just a martial arts fusion skill, even if it is the highest martial art, it can simulate a specific form, but it is impossible to form the sound of a mimic object.

Just when Wang Huaiyuan was surprised, the rumbling and mighty blue dragon rushed out.

Bang! The two forces collided, and the blue water column Youlong opened its mouth wide, and it actually opened its mouth to devour the firebird. In an instant the firebird was extinguished and dissipated.

"How is it possible? this, this, I'm a seven-rank law saint, you are obviously a martial arts fusion skill, but you are not so strong. How can it be?

Wang Huaiyuan once despised Zhan Xiaoyao, and never looked at Zhan Xiaoyao in his eyes.

I only heard about this student from Wang Zhiyong's mouth, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that an ordinary student would thwart his plan for several years.

At this moment, he forcibly annihilated his Dharma Saint's skills. It's terrifying, a Sage-level cultivator.

Wang Huaiyuan was furious again, and the flames rose again, and the rolling flames surged, attacking the black-clothed young man.

Zhan Yao was unmoved, letting the scorching flames under his feet and around him, and the extremely cold aura around his body easily blocked the scorching flames.

Xie Feiyan's beautiful eyes were wide open, full of incredible color.

Wang Huaiyuan was inexplicably frightened, and at this moment he had completely believed the bizarre story compiled by Zhan Xiaoyao.