The puppet is out of control, the soul is unjust, and the demonized pet Ji can't catch up - in the face of Wu Bi who rushed to kill, Yang Ning had to endure the fear in her heart, drive the portable shrine hard, and crashed into this enemy who had killed her junior brother in one fell swoop.

Wu Bi rushed forward murderously, but there was no doubt in his mind - he had told Qu Nansheng that he had agreed to it, why didn't this old man go with him?

But thinking about it, since Wu Bi had already rushed up, he was ruthless, and the result was naturally left behind, and now he just wanted to imprint his fist on the face of the two immortals.

Wu Bi punched it, and when Kankan was about to touch Yang Ning, the fingers of the two immortals swiped on the handle of the portable shrine, and they saw the portable chair suddenly turning, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by the tail of the sedan and smashed towards Wu Bi......

Wu Bi saw that the tail of the sedan was shining with golden light, with thorns and fire, and the huge force he carried was like enveloping the entire high-rise building, so he was even more brute force, and hammered it up regardless of it—what else was there to think about at this juncture?

Beat!

If you can't beat it, call a helper and keep fighting—Wu Bi has made up his mind.

Then there was a "boom", Wu Bi was dizzy by the sedan tail, and he also noticed several sharp hot meanings piercing his soul......

"Ha! If you hide in the back, it won't be your turn to die, and you dare to send it to the door?" Yang Ning couldn't wait for the portable shrine to turn back to the right direction, so he turned around to look, and happened to see Wu Bi's body full of gold spots, and suddenly took a long breath and unloaded a boulder in his heart, "My golden fire is immortal and unextinguishable, you just wait for your master to collect your corpse!"

Wu Bi was beaten back to Qu Nansheng's side, knelt on the ground for a moment, took a breath and said, "Oh......"

As he spoke, Wu Bi got up, patted the so-called "golden fire" on his body, and slapped one of them away: "It's extinguished." ”

"......" Yang Ning was speechless, and the horror in his heart added three points - this little demon actually extinguished his own golden fire? Why? Isn't he human?

Recalling the Xingyun Uncertain Slash and the ten puppets that were inexplicably out of control just now, Yang Ning felt more and more that the Dao method of the master and apprentice of the Great Immortal was weird, and they had to be killed first, and they couldn't give them any more life: "Hmph, come again, I don't believe that you can't kill a few of you who don't know the height of the sky...... Even if there are two fairies from Qixia Pond, you can't turn the sky in this building!"

If you want to look at it this way, the situation of Wu Bi and the others in front of them is indeed inferior-Shi Ya and Xiaohua are out of strength, Wu Bi, Lin Hongying, and Yan Ji are injured, and Qu Nansheng is left to point at Yang Ning with the Yin Sword, not knowing what he is doing.

On the other hand, Yang Ning's unjust soul has already survived the pain caused by the timed soul guide fist, and is re-entering the puppet, believing that it will be killed again after a few breaths; although Yang Ning was frightened into a cold sweat, a portable shrine smashed over Wu Bi, and he had already regained his footing; as for Twenty-nine, although he broke a few fingers, what kind of injury did this have to the cultivators in Zhongzhou? Just twist it back gently......

There was also an inexplicable vibration sounding under his feet, getting closer and closer, Wu Bixin said bad things, it wouldn't be Lu Dang or Jiuli Po Lord or something, right?

"Anxin Daxian, you're done!" Twenty-nine fell on the chessboard again, no more, no less, ten blacks and six whites, obviously to do another round.

But at this moment, the Yin Sword in Qu Nansheng's hand suddenly floated up, and he didn't know what it meant, and Yang Ning also raised his vigilance to the highest level in an instant, for fear that Anxin Daxian would use some terrible means.

Of course, Yang Ning was right to be on guard, but unfortunately it was aimed in the wrong direction - just when everyone in the audience focused their eyes on the yin sword floating in the air, the vibration under his feet suddenly stopped, and then a divine light appeared, directly rising from under the portable shrine, penetrating the portable shrine and Yang Ning himself!

At the last moment, Yang Ning knew that something was wrong and leaned slightly, so he escaped the fate of the divine light breaking through the top - just a bloody hole in his shoulder continued to expand, the wound was blackened, and it was constantly extended and corroded......

Wu Bi didn't understand what kind of magical power Qu Nansheng was, but when he looked at it, he seemed to understand what was going on—the divine light penetrated Yang Ning's shoulder from below and folded into Qu Nansheng's hand, it was Jiang Shuijian's Yang Sword!

Obviously, Qu Nansheng knew that it was difficult to break through Yang Ning's divine shrine with the power of the Yin Sword alone, and since just now, he had been using the Yin Sword to connect the power of the Yang Sword, summoning it to stab here from downstairs to surprise the two immortals.

And Yang Ning's wound continued to decay and spread, of course, it was the power of the poison element absorbed by Jiang Shuijian from the spirit orchard - it is estimated that when the great immortals raised the poison fruit downstairs, they didn't expect that one day this poison element would become the sword that killed them, right?

The moment Yang Ning was in the sword, Twenty-nine was dumbfounded, the puppets in the field were out of control, and those demonized favorite concubines also scattered and attacked, acting on instinct again; Qu Nansheng had obviously made follow-up preparations, the Yin Sword and Yang Sword in his hand, first emitted thousands of sword qi to directly attack the demonized favorite concubine, and then approached the portable shrine, taking advantage of the moment when the portable shrine was bleak and collapsed, to take Yang Ning's life.

The situation in the field took a sharp turn for the worse, Yang Ning saw that the wound on the sword was expanding, and he could no longer care about resisting Qu Nansheng, so he first swept Twenty-nine with a whip and threw it at Qu Nansheng, and Ling Ze knocked his fist on the cushion of the portable shrine, and bounced himself towards the ceiling of Ning Xiang Palace in an instant......

Now there is only one thought in Yang Ning's mind - escape, flee to the senior brother to live, only he can detoxify himself.

Qu Nansheng had expected Yang Ning to act like this, so he smiled and slashed another move "Blood Splash Five Steps" - the first step was to cut Twenty-Nine into two sections, the second step was to shrink the ground into inches to reach Yang Ning's approach, and the third step aimed at the midline of Yang Ning's body, and a knife just split his brain, dantian and under his body......

In the midst of the lightning and fire, Wu Bi didn't have time to make any more moves, and he didn't need to make any moves—as long as he turned on the soul guide aura, he watched Qu Nansheng cut Yang Ning to an end.

Shi Ya, Xiaohua, Lin Hongying, and Yan Ji all thought about it, and they all had lingering fears about this difficult battle - they found out the two immortals who were hiding in the second formation, and then stood here with their blood, it seemed that there was finally a result.

Merely...... Not necessarily a good outcome.

Just when the third knife was about to fall on the top of Yang Ning's forehead, Qu Nansheng suddenly found that an air mass filled with knife qi suddenly unfolded behind Yang Ning, and one hand stretched out from it, carrying a black knife shaped like a burning stick, and slashed at the back of Yang Ning's neck......

It's not just the back of Yang Ning's neck - at this moment, Yang Ning, Qu Nansheng, and Wu Bi each have a knife in their backs, and even the back of Lin Hongying and Yan Ji's heads are like this!

The yin wind in the Ning Xiang Palace was gusting, and there seemed to be a rough voice humming and laughing.