Wuchen's eyes were cold, and he slapped the top of Qifei's head as soon as he took his palm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was ruthless, Qi Fei would never be able to survive this palm, but just when he was about to spit out his palm, one palm came across and grabbed his wrist, this hand was white and pure, but the strength was extremely great, and he couldn't move at all when he was held by this hand with dustless strength.

"withered ......",

"Qiang", at the same time, a red sword light suddenly came, and the sharp and cold sword qi approached the eyebrows, and when he shot at Qi Fei, Du Hehuan's Heavenly Demon Seven Swords burst out.

Ye Baima let go of his hand, his four fingers rose together, and the five fingers and the tip of the sword qi needle faced Mai Mang in the flow of Buddha's light, and then a sound of jade shattering came, and Du Hehuan's sword qi shattered in the flash of golden light.

"Peng",

The Ghost King and Shen Shenhe also had a palm in the air, and in the evil aura of the flying scroll, the two of them each took a step back, and their palms were transported and stored.

The four of them moved at the same time, and they stopped at the same time.

Ye Baima flicked his sleeves and said with a smile: "Mr. Du is going to fight with us and other soldiers, and he will not die?"

Du Hehuan smiled and said: "Mr. Ye will splash dirty water, it is obvious that this little master wants to kill the holy daughter of this sect, but he has become forced by this seat to you",

When he spoke, he looked at Wuchen with a fierce look in his eyes.

This monk was really murderous.

He did make a decision, if only one of Luo Qifei and Wei Qinghong could survive, he chose Wei Qinghong, but there was always a trace of luck in his heart, hoping that they would not dare to tear their faces immediately, if so, it would naturally not be unfavorable to Qifei.

However, this monk was more ruthless and decisive than he imagined.

Ye Baima said: "Mr. Du has a bad heart and forces us to help you deal with Gai Wenquan, but I am afraid that I have the wrong idea."

He stretched out his palm and hung it above Qi Fei's head, and said: "Mr. Du, we are not at the mercy of others, if we don't get out of the way, I will kill the Holy Maiden of your sect first, then the two of you, and then kill Wei Qinghong, without Gai Wenquan's action, Brother Shen and I can make the Holy Fire Sect never recover."

Although he saved Qifei, what he had to do next was more cold-blooded than Wuchen.

Even Du Hehuan couldn't help frowning, and his eyes became cold.

He knew that the two of them and the woman in red who suddenly disappeared had been following him, and he also knew why these three people had come, and he had heard about the curse of the Immortal Gate at Dasheng Pass that day.

After leaving the Seven Kingdoms Resentment Land, he knew that his blinding method was useless to the Dao Evil, and he had already conceived a plan in his heart, and he was determined to force them to deal with Gai Wenquan with him, otherwise how could they enter this sand city so easily?

However, he was insidious and cunning, and the three of them were equally scheming, and the woman in red suddenly hid in the dark, not knowing what to do, and these two people were even more difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Du, you don't have much time to think about it",

Ye Baima's eyes were cold, and he slowly pressed the breath on the top of Luo Qifei's head with one palm......

"Little friend is looking for this?",

The golden sand flew up, and the Taoist who was holding the dust came slowly with a smile on his face, and a faint agarwood fragrance came into his nose, he came slowly, but Lu Hong moved in his heart, and pulled Qing'er out backwards.

As soon as he swept out of the golden sand under his feet, it spun up and turned into a vortex, and the powerful suction force spread out in all directions, and a thunderbolt followed, penetrating the ground, and then the dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the muffled thunder rolled out of the clouds.

Lu Hong pinched the Qianqiu Sword Diagram in the Qianyuan bag with both hands and flew out, he untied the belt, opened the talisman seal, and the picture scroll stretched out in the sound of the clanging, and the several thunderbolts that fell from the sky were all powerful when they fell, and they vibrated violently when they touched the Tyrant Sword Diagram.

The sound of the sword in the sword diagram moved, and the powerful sword qi diffused out, and after the Dao Dao thunder earthquake, the power fell under this vast sword qi, and the clouds and fog on the sword diagram dispersed, the sea water fluctuated, and the thunder and lightning that had exhausted the momentum were all absorbed by the sword diagram.

Lu Hong pointed a little bit, and a long sword appeared behind him, first a few sword qi, then dozens of sword qi extended out, and then the sword qi was overwhelming, and from a distance, his whole person was covered in the sword qi like the river and the sea.

"The Thousand Autumn Sword Diagram of Mo Qingjie is really a strange treasure",

The Taoist did not look at Lu Hong, but looked at the Qianqiu Ba Sword Diagram that had been stretched out with great interest, and pulled out the long sword behind his back with his backhand, and his two fingers gently brushed the ink-colored sword body and no longer trembled.

This ink sword is a rare weapon in the world, but even it is affected by this sword diagram, this picture scroll is worthy of the "sword sound swan song" Mo Qingjue exhausted his life's work to refine the treasure.

When holding the sword flower in his hand, his eyes burned and looked at the sword diagram in Lu Hong's hand.

Lu Hong held the scroll in one hand and pointed at the other and said, "Your Excellency knows the predecessors of Mo Qingjue?"

The young man with his eyebrows slanted smiled: "I used to be a close friend, and then I was an enemy, it's a pity, it's a pity",

Lu Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, a person of the same era as Mo Qingjue was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years.

"What do you want to hide?",

As soon as this person approached Lu Hong, he smelled the smell of agarwood on his body, and he immediately remembered that when he went to Huiji Mountain to congratulate Master Yuan Chungang on his thousand-year-old birthday, the demon of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sea was also smoked with strange incense to cover up the demonic energy on his body.

He had only heard that the monks in Buddhism had the habit of incense, and the people in the Taoist sect did not have this habit, especially this precious agarwood, so he immediately became vigilant.

The Taoist smiled slightly and said, "It's useless to talk too much, you will know after you die."

Stepping lightly on both feet, stepping on Tiangang Beidou, and when the hands are pinching, the fluorescent dots, and the aura is flowing.

The milky white aura was not yin and evil, but an authentic Taoist pure yang energy, which was purer than the aura of ordinary monks.

"Seal the five senses, close the six senses, heaven and earth are volumes, let me wield",

Oral recitation of the law, the ink-like breath under the feet spread rapidly, spread in all directions, the aura passed through the desert surface all showed its original shape, but it was soon covered by the ink-like aura, the Taoist appeared under the feet of a pond, the pond lotus lotus is full of lotus, there are many pavilions outside the pond, curling pavilions, farther away is the vague mountains undulating, hazy rivers and mountains painted shadows, everything is black and white, the aura is like an ink painting unfolded under his feet.

Lu Hong's eyebrows condensed, and the two fingers of his right hand condensed thousands of sword qi roaring out, and the sword qi came in an instant, like a river and a sea ** surging, and the sound of the sword roar was like a thunderous sound, but as soon as the majestic sword qi entered the huge ink painting scroll, all the sword sounds disappeared suddenly.

Spatial ripples rippled, and sword qi disappeared in front of him.

After a while, the majestic sword qi that had just disappeared was unleashed on the sleeves of the Daoist's robe and vented one by one three feet behind him, and the ground behind him suddenly rolled up in mud, the surface became uneven, and deep pits appeared, but Lu Hong still couldn't hear a sound.

He was shocked in his heart, and frowned: "You are the one who used space magic to change the terrain of the Seven Kingdoms Resentful Land?", (To be continued.) )