Suddenly, he only heard Fu Mingxuan let out a low moan, and Yan Kaiting knew that something was wrong, so he followed the reputation.

I saw that Fu Mingxuan's sword light was constantly dripping blood, and after a closer look, it turned out that Fu Mingxuan's sword-wielding right hand had been injured, and a hole more than five inches long had been cut on the side of his forearm, and the bones were visible, and blood was constantly dripping down.

And Mo Yuzhen, who was floating opposite Fu Mingxuan, also had many injuries on his body at this time, but compared to Fu Mingxuan, it was really much better. Mo Yuzhen made a vertical leap, and rushed straight towards Fu Mingxuan, a little dazzling light suddenly condensed on the short spear, looking at the formation, it was obvious that he wanted to take Fu Mingxuan's life within one move.

I only heard a bang, and a thunder suddenly exploded, and Mo Yuzhen's short spear crashed into the thunder light, and was immediately taken to the other side. Fu Mingxuan took this opportunity, and the long sword swung violently from top to bottom, and a sword light like a match rushed towards Mo Yuzhenren.

With two smacks, Mo Yuzhen's waist was cut into two cuts, and I saw him put away the short spear at a very fast speed, and looked down, and the Yin Owl's gaze instantly locked on Yan Kaiting, who was dressed in rough air.

When the four eyes met, Yan Kaiting was shocked, but there was no fear in his eyes, but he saw the determination to go all out.

But at this moment, the sound of the sound ghost remembered, Yan Kaiting suddenly felt dizzy, all the internal organs were rolling in the body, and the stomach was turning upside down, only to feel like vomiting.

In his eyes, Mo Yuzhen's short spear turned into a point and flew towards him. Under the suppression of the sound of the ghost flute, Yan Kaiting had no ability to fight back, so he could only try to dodge.

I saw Yan Kaiting rolling in the air, which was able to avoid Mo Yuzhen, but the right shoulder was already oozing blood, and he was obviously still injured.

At this moment, Cheng Xiaotian, who was lying on the table, opened his eyes, he only felt dizziness in his head, and his stomach seemed to be a little person bouncing and convulsing.

Looking at all this in front of him, he did not act immediately, but squinted slightly, pretending that he was still drunk, observing the situation in front of him.

At this time, Fu Mingxuan was standing leaning on the railing on the third floor, one hand hanging weakly, slowly bleeding, his eyes were resolute, he took a deep breath, and there was a mist around his body, obviously healing his injuries, constantly operating and adjusting his state.

Cheng Xiaotian noticed that in the mist, Fu Mingxuan seemed a little abnormal. I saw that the wound on his right arm was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh seemed to stretch out a kind of tendon and vein tissue connecting each other, intertwined in pairs, grasping each other firmly. Then, the tendon tissue continued to shorten until the two sides of the flesh were tightly connected and closed, and in less than a moment, even the scars disappeared, and the whole arm returned to its original state, and it was impossible to see that it had been so heavy before.

And the other places where the injuries were relatively light, needless to say, were quickly closed, and when the fog gradually dissipated, Fu Mingxuan returned to his previous state.

He ...... How could he be like this!" A person in the shadows asked, obviously also surprised by Fu Mingxuan's way of healing himself. Among cultivators, self-healing is not an uncommon thing, as long as they reach a certain level, they will more or less have one or two self-healing methods. It's just that Fu Mingxuan's amazing speed and simple and rough way really surprised him.

The other was silent, not speaking, with a grim face and a hint of worry.

Cheng Xiaotian continued to observe, rolled his eyes, and looked down.

In the hall on the first floor, a silver-haired man was chasing Yan Kaiting like a hunting beast. In the midst of the silver-haired man's vicious actuality, Yan Kaiting's dodge seemed to be a little difficult, and he was hit by the light emitted by the short spear from time to time.

And in a corner, a dark and thin man squatted, holding a jade flute and playing. Cheng Xiaotian immediately reacted, and he was dizzy for a while, just because of this unusual flute sound.

Bursts of sound, like drumming, beat on the internal organs of your body, leaving you in a state of spasm all over your body, and the pain is unbearable.

I saw that the adjusted Fu Mingxuan swooped down between Mo Yuzhen and Yan Kaiting from top to bottom, and he could help Yan Kaiting dodge a blow, but he was shocked far away.

Subsequently, the two of them faced each other from afar with Mo Yuzhen, Yan Kaiting gasped heavily, holding the Taichu hammer, and was already a little tired. And after a period of adjustment and recuperation, Fu Mingxuan's right hand injury was gone, and he returned to his cold demeanor just now, without a trace of fatigue.

Mo Yuzhen looked at Fu Mingxuan's right hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.

With such a fast healing speed, it is difficult for him to do it himself. And Fu Mingxuan, who was standing in front of him at this time, was actually very dignified, and even under the sound of the sound ghost, he was not affected in any way.

The sound ghost's control of vocal music can be said to be very accurate, and in the entire battle, it will only affect Fu Mingxuan and Yan Kaiting, and it will not affect Mo Yuzhen at all.

But at this time, Fu Mingxuan was not so normal compared to Yan Kaiting, who was frowning and obviously in great pain.

Could it be that there is a problem with the control of the sound ghost?

Thinking of this, he looked at the sound ghost hiding in the corner, only to see that he was also stunned, obviously having noticed Fu Mingxuan's changes, and kept playing with the jade flute and adjusting the notes.

And with his adjustment, it was only Yan Kaiting who reacted, and Fu Mingxuan didn't react at all.

That's kind of interesting. Mo Yuzhen thought to himself.

At this time, in Yan Kaiting's eyes, Fu Mingxuan was also a little abnormal, as if he was completely unaffected by the sound of the flute, and the sound of the sound ghost hit the inner part of the person, and it was not something that could be stopped by closing his hearing.

I saw that Fu Mingxuan's temperament at this time was completely different from the past, except for the coldness in his eyes, there was no other emotion, and he looked at Mo Yuzhen from afar, judging from the momentum of the two, it was even up and down.

Mo Yuzhen looked at the two of them, and his intuition told him that it was not a very good decision to fight against Fu Mingxuan one by one at this time, so he turned his gaze to Yan Kaiting, who was in a weak position.

The moment he met Mo Yuzhen's eyes, Yan Kaiting instantly understood his thoughts. He wanted to start with himself who was under the control of the sound ghost, and kill himself first.

Fu Mingxuan also understood his thoughts at the moment when Mo Yuzhen changed his eyes, so he stepped forward and blocked Yan Kaiting.

I saw a strange arc rising at the corner of Mo Yuzhen's mouth, as if he was laughing, and he was secretly killing. He leaped sharply and rose to the highest point of the FinchCloud Pavilion. Then he squinted at the two of them, raised his spear, and drew a seemingly easy circle in the sky above.

There was a little dazzling white light condensed on the short spear, and with the movement of the short spear, a shiny and dazzling halo the size of a water basin was drawn in the sky, and then Mo Yuzhen pointed the short spear downward, and the aura suddenly dropped, and in the process of descending, it condensed into a point of huge energy, which was about to fall on Fu Mingxuan's body.

The aura was extremely fast, and there was a piercing scream during the descent, and it was obvious that Fu Mingxuan had been completely locked, so no matter how Fu Mingxuan moved, he had to take such a blow, and at the last moment, Fu Mingxuan raised a sword and shook the nineteen states, and the rungs were in front of him, ready to take this attack.

And with the sharp drop of the point of light, Mo Yuzhen also flew away like Yan Kaiting at an extremely fast speed, almost the same speed as the point of light, Mo Yuzhen was holding a short spear, and his eyes were about to stab Yan Kaiting.

At this moment, a big knife suddenly flew sideways, and with a bang, it hit Mo Yuzhenren's short spear, sparking a spark.

On the second floor not far away, Cheng Xiaotian was holding his stomach, snorting and panting, obviously just throwing out the knife, and he had already used all his strength.

Affected by such interference, Mo Yuzhen's short spear was deflected, and Yan Kaiting instantly seized the opportunity to roll away like a side, and he was able to avoid this fatal blow.

And just a moment ago, Fu Mingxuan took Mo Yuzhen's blow of light, took a few steps back, and stood in front of Yan Kaiting again, protecting him behind him.

Obviously, Mo Yuzhenren's move was defeated in the hands of Cheng Xiaotian.

He jumped over and stood aside, looking upwards, locking Cheng Xiaotian like a poisonous tongue.

Seeing that he was being targeted by a master, Cheng Xiaotian, who was not yet at the realm of a master, screamed and wanted to run away. It's just that under the control of the sound ghost, Cheng Xiaotian has a lot of trouble running and walking.

"Ahhh Cheng Xiaotian screamed and grabbed it from behind. At this time, he was unarmed, and he only wished that there was a crack in the ground that would allow him to hide.

Mo Yuzhen flew straight up with a rub, and the short spear in his hand drew a spiral circular circle of light in the air, and he was about to go to the inevitable Cheng Xiaotian. At this moment, a silver-white sword light flew over, lifted the aura high, and struck the roof of the building.

Suddenly, a big hole broke out in the floor of the third floor, and the sawdust fell like rain, Cheng Xiaotian squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, and saw that Fu Mingxuan was already entangled with Mo Yuzhen again, and a sword light cold nineteen states and a short spear were fought together, and it was even more sonorous, and the silver light was flashing.

At this time, Yan Kaiting stood up and looked at the music ghost who was still playing, his eyes were full of hatred.

If it weren't for the sound of the sound ghost's flute that made his internal organs seem to be mixed together, so that he couldn't exert the power of the Taichu Hammer, he wouldn't be the embarrassed he is now. Yan Kaiting endured the pain and walked towards the sound ghost step by step.

Cheng Xiaotian on the second floor, while Mo Yuzhen and Fu Mingxuan were entangled together, jumped down from the upstairs and stood beside Yan Kaiting.

"Brother Yan, what's going on?" Cheng Xiaotian clutched his stomach and asked with a painful expression, obviously the jump just now hurt his internal organs.

"Hmph" Yan Kaiting snorted coldly and said, "You still ask me, I'm going to ask you!"

Cheng Xiaotian looked dazed, but instantly understood that Yan Kaiting's words were in the words, and hurriedly said loudly: "Wronged, Brother Yan." ”

However, Yan Kaiting didn't bother to listen to Cheng Xiaotian's explanation at all, and Cheng Xiaotian's sudden cross-kick big knife just now had already shown that Cheng Xiaotian did not belong to the layout side.

I saw Yan Kaiting rushing towards the sound ghost in the corner, although his steps staggered, but he still did not reduce his momentum, Cheng Xiaotian saw it, and he also followed with his stomach.

Yan Kaiting endured the pain, picked up the Taichu Hammer and began to gather the light of thunder and lightning, preparing to give the sound ghost a blow first, to make him pause the music.

Yan Kaiting turned his head and said to Cheng Xiaotian, "Look, where is he running!"

After speaking, a cloud of thunder light smashed towards the sound ghost, and the sound ghost suddenly jumped upwards and jumped to the left.

Cheng Xiaotian looked left and right, picked up a bench beside him, waved his big hand, shouted twice, and smashed it towards the sound ghost.

A wave of unsettled waves rose again, the sound ghost was able to avoid Yan Kaiting's blow, and before he could react, he saw Cheng Xiaotian throw over a bench, it can be seen that Cheng Xiaotian did his best, just when he dodged Yan Kaiting's blow, the sound ghost put down the jade flute and stopped playing, Cheng Xiaotian instantly returned the force, that blow, compared to the long knife he just thrown, the strength was more than equal.

Seeing the bench flying, the sound ghost hurriedly raised the jade flute in his hand, forming a barrier and bounced the bench out.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. The sound ghost spat at the two of them and took out a pottery tong.

I saw that this Tao Xun is also a magic vessel, if the size of a goose egg, the whole body is crystal clear, exudes a faint and mysterious light, faintly visible its surface is carved with complex ornamentation, from its six small holes can be seen Tao Xun inside there seems to be a golden light slowly flowing, as if the substance.

The sound ghost smiled evilly at the two of them, and suddenly their hairs stood on end.