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However, at the same time, the cold man's fingertips popped out of a ghostly light, which was less than a meter away from Lu Suifeng's vest, Ziyan on the side frowned when she saw this, and her body moved slightly, as if she wanted to stop it, but in the end she couldn't help but not make a move, because she knew that Lu Suifeng would definitely be able to deal with it.

This is definitely a shameful laziness, which is basically disdainful for the top masters. And the cold man didn't seem to have this kind of awareness, he received the order to defend this tower at all costs, to prevent those who came from climbing the tower, as for the means and methods used, it didn't matter, just achieve the goal.

The ghostly light flashed, full of fierce murderous aura, seeing that this sudden sneak attack was about to be successful, but Lu Suifeng didn't even turn around, and the same curved fingers flicked back.

Poof! A golden light slashed out from the tip of his finger, and it cut through the ghostly light of the other party's fingers rushing to him, as if he had been waiting for the fingers to appear.

The cold man didn't expect to be able to defeat the other party with one finger, but he just intended to relieve the red-haired man, but he was still a step slower, and the cold man was in the air, and the five fingers of his left hand bounced and flicked, and the five ghostly rays were like arrows, spraying out from the fingertips, and hitting the five vital parts of Lu Suifeng's back.

Lu Suifeng's wrist swirled lightly, and a golden ray popped out from his fingertips again, one finger was like a ridge, and in an instant, five arrows from the other party struck him.

The cold man's repeated attacks were easily defused, and the opponent's counterattack came faster, and the golden rays came straight to his chest and abdomen. The cold man flipped upside down in mid-air, and he also lost no time in popping out a finger of ghostly light, shooting at the rushing golden light in the air.

The two fingers collided in the air, and a slight explosion sounded.

"Brother Feng, you rest, this uncle will be handed over to Yan'er to send it away!" Ziyan suddenly said softly, and Ren Silian walked in front of Lu Suifeng, and straightened Lu Suifeng's clothes with great tenderness, showing a smile and infinite demeanor.

The cold man squinted slightly, looking at this girl who was only ten years old, her hair was green like a waterfall, delicate like a willow, and at a glance it looked like a pool of clear water, without any trace of mystical power fluctuations.

"This uncle must remember, you must not be confused by the other party's appearance, the lion fights the rabbit and must do his best!" As Ziyan spoke, the aura of his whole body changed, and his star-like eyes contained an indifferent iron-blooded aura, and his body was filled with a domineering aura that looked down on all beings.

"Arrogance!" The cold man's calm eyes were surging with flames, as if he was completely enraged by the other party's endless contempt posture, his intuition was burning with anger, and with a cold drink, the person was volleyed up in the air, and a pair of iron legs flew out like a meteor flying out in a row like a meteor by the moon, and for a while, he saw that the shadows of the empty legs were overlapping and overlapping, and the energetic whirlwind was whistling, and the skin was faintly painful three feet away, and if he was kicked, he was either dead or injured.

The corners of Ziyan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint sneer, looking at the shadow of a day's legs, her right foot took a step diagonally, using her fingers as a sword, slashing out from bottom to top, a strong qi like a sword, flying and slashing the opponent's bare feet.

The grim man snorted, quickly retracted his legs, and turned his kick into a sweep, drawing a strong air flow like a horse, and the force of this sweep was enough to break the stone and break the wall.

Slanting Moon West Wind!

Zi Yan slashed diagonally towards the swept leg shadow, poof! There was a soft sound, and the finger wind swept across the cold man's calf, and a red light burst out, and blood splattered.

With a cry of pain, the cold man's figure flipped backwards in a volley, flew upside down, staggered to the ground, and stabilized his body in pain. Looking down at the injured leg, a three-inch hole was cracked, and blood was gushing out, as if it had been injured by a sword. The little girl is really not an idle person, she can condense her qi into a blade and hurt people invisibly.

The cold man's hand suddenly held a spear with a silver glow all over. With a gun in hand, the guns are all around in an instant, as if they are in the water of the night, rippling with the reflection of the cold moon, and the silver light is leaking everywhere, as if it is everywhere.

The silver spear swirled and flew, and the power surged, and a violent torrent vortex suddenly appeared in front of the cold man, and the surrounding air was suddenly involved.

As the speed of the silver spear danced faster and faster, Ziyan, who was ten meters away, was suddenly pulled by a powerful whirlwind, and her whole body involuntarily hit the tip of the silver spear.

Poof!

The world is so big, all kinds of subtle and mysterious martial arts branches emerge in endlessly, and the cold man's "waning moon spear" is so weird that it catches people off guard, and when Ziyan is shocked, his whole body quickly crashes into the tip of the opponent's spear.

But seeing a flash of silver gunmark in the air, it seemed that the light of the cold moon instantly passed through the clothes on Ziyan's chest, ruthlessly penetrating her body.

There was a cruel smile in the cold man's eyes, and there was no sense of pity for the jade, and the cold moon spear in his hand immediately swirled, as if he wanted to shatter the other party's body. The gun is ruthless, and he never knows what pity is, and only when the other party completely falls, can he continue to stand and live.

As everyone knows, the cold man's spear swirled sharply, but there was no hindrance to the feeling, he seemed to stir up a cloud of empty air, and saw the other party's figure fall apart and shatter, but he didn't see the blood flying on the surface.

The cold man secretly exclaimed in his heart, and wanted to retreat when he drew his gun, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold star flying into his temple from the side.

At the moment when Ziyan crashed into the tip of the opponent's spear, she quickly drifted away with the body method of shifting and transposing, leaving only a phantom, and the real body swept to the side of the cold man, the long sword was unsheathed at the same time, and a sword rushed out, as if it was expected that the other party would return to the gun to block, and the sword suddenly sank halfway, turning the thorn into a ......

Before the cold man could react, he felt a sharp pain in the wrist pulse holding the gun, and he could no longer hold the gun, so he abandoned the gun and flew back in a hurry, sprinkling blood stains along the way.

Regardless of the splash of blood, a little cold star in front of him is never leaving, like a shadow chasing after him, a slight pause, it is bound to come out of his brain in an instant. He is not afraid of death, but as a top master, he will never allow this kind of death with a sword through his brain and beyond recognition.

In fact, Ziyan did not want to take the other party's life, but intended to force the other party to admit defeat. I didn't expect this cold man's mind to be so tenacious, he was defeated, and his life was on the verge of death, and he was still fighting stubbornly.

The long sword in his hand trembled, and the blade of the sword burst out with several golden rays;

The cold light flashed again, and a shocking sword mark appeared in the opening of the shirt on his chest, and blood continued to gubble out, and if it was a little deeper, it would inevitably be cut open in the chest.

The cold man's retreating figure stopped abruptly, his hands tightly covered his bleeding chest, The divine light was full of unbelievable astonishment, he never thought that this little girl in front of him would be so terrifying, if it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, he was afraid that he had been disemboweled and disemboweled, becoming a corpse.

"Do you want to continue?" The sword in Ziyan's hand had moved to the center of the cold man's eyebrows, and the blade of the sword was faintly spitting, revealing a murderous aura.

"I ...... Do your best!" The cold man lowered his eyes, his face revealed a sense of loss that the hero had not yet traveled, and said in a trembling tone: "This is only the first layer, although the two of them are extraordinary, if they want to break to the top of the tower, they will inevitably pay a tragic price." ＂

As the cold man said, Lu Suifeng and Ziyan broke up layer by layer, the higher they went, the stronger the strength of the guardians, each of them was a wizard in the martial arts, demons, and almost all of them had the terrifying combat power of the half-step life and death realm, but it was a pity that the tower breakers they encountered were more demonic existences than them, and every time they left the first floor, none of the guardians behind them could still stand upright, and almost all of them lay down.

It's not that these guardians are not strong enough, but that the tower breakers are too strong, and they have been abused by others, and they haven't figured out what kind of cultivation the other party is, so that these domineering demons sigh one by one, and they are extremely depressed.

On the fifteenth floor, Lu Suifeng and Ziyan just stepped on the entrance of the building, and the two of them felt enveloped by a strong killing intent at the same time.

Bang!

Before he could see the other party's appearance clearly, a figure was like a flame meteor, instantly crossed the space distance of dozens of meters, and fell heavily in the center of the hall on this floor, a blood-red robe swayed without wind, and a strong and suffocating breath escaped, with a domineering expression, proud as an emperor, and a pair of double pupils like two rounds of fiery red sun, projected on the bodies of Lu Suifeng and the two, flowing up and down, making people suddenly feel like falling into a sea of fire, the heat wave hit the face, and the skin was burning.

Lu Suifeng's expression was indifferent, a colorful light flashed at his feet, and his figure appeared in the center of the hall with a slight movement, and no one could see how he moved, just as fast as the wind.

"It's surprising that such a young man could break through a fourteen-story tower and be here unharmed. The old man has a name, called "Fire Evil God", doesn't it sound scary?" The Fire Evil God shook his blood-red robe, and said with a domineering face.

"It's really evil enough, this momentum is enough to make people tremble, and I'm scared before I fight, to be honest, I want to retreat, boy. Lu Suifeng said timidly: "It's just that it's not easy to get here, so I'm really a little unwilling!"