"Come on, Xiaoqing!"

When Zongzheng changed, Haitang waved his fist behind him, and his bright eyes showed burning anticipation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

During this time, she was not idle, in addition to eating, drinking, playing, sleeping and sleeping, she studied the method of controlling beasts and arranging formations.

This Thousand Green Fierce Tooth Array is not as powerful as the Five-Step Soul Breaking Array, but it has the advantage of being arranged at any time.

Even a spirit emerald green snake can make ordinary beasts of the same kind form form a formation.

Of course, although the Medicine King Gu Jian Suwen is alone in Qingzhou on the Beast Control Formation Road, even if he looks at the world, it is rare for him to reach it, but the formation formed by a few spiritual emerald green snakes is still too whimsical to deal with the true self powerhouse.

"My aunt, hide!"

Behind Begonia, Yan Shuang, Wu Zimu and others had a headache.

In all fairness, they only have sympathy and mercy for the Iron Blood Castle, but it is okay to fight side by side, but life and death are far from together, and they are still staying here, they are instructed by Chu Feng to take care of Begonia.

Haitang thought that the Iron Blood Castle would become Chu Feng's team, and there was no room for mistakes, seeing that Zongzheng was cruel and killed, the chivalrous spirit was even more prosperous, driving the snake formation and stepping forward.

"Juniors are looking for death!"

Zongzheng's eyes were like electricity, and he instantly locked on the begonias in the array.

He was frightened, it was taken by the name of the Xuanpin Sect of the Medicine King Valley, thinking that there was a master hiding in the dark to set up a formation, and he was jealous.

But the little girl in front of her has a low strength, what is she afraid of, as for the background, just as the director of the Sea Dragon Gang, Hai Long, does not buy some of the accounts of the Star Sword Sect Ou Jinghao, after the martial artist achieves the true self, even in these sects, he is also a first-class elder hall master, an absolute high-level, if any junior can offend with a backstage, then what kind of martial arts do you practice, what kind of faction do you open?

What's more, he and the Iron Blood Castle are already endless, not to mention that the Medicine King Gumen is here, even if the Emperor Taishang of Qingzhou and the Tianyan Palace of the Dipin Sect are there, they will be decisive and will not hesitate.

"Run!"

Seeing that Zongzheng's eagle-like cruel gaze fell, Haitang still had to use his back hand, Yan Shuang, who had more combat experience, had already launched the Ice Spirit Sword Technique, and Wu Zimu urged the magic skills to protect desperately.

But the difference in skill between each other is too big, the true self aura is pressed, the frost dissipates, the bones make a sound, the Zongzheng fist sweeps, and the two of them suddenly turn into rolling gourds, and blood sprays wildly.

And before Begonia had time to start the next plan, Zong Zheng had already pounced like a ghost, and punched her Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength, Zongzheng has no reservations, vowing to beat this delicate and cute little beauty all over the ground, and kill it with one blow.

"Brother Feng! I can't see you! Wow!"

How can the begonia hide, the flowers are discolored, the eyes are full of reluctance and nostalgia, and the big tears of beans and soybeans are flowing down.

"The little girl is not good at learning martial arts, this time she will teach her a lesson!"

At this moment, a very nice and extremely cold voice sounded.

And Zong Zheng had already abandoned Haitang one step earlier, turned around and exchanged lightning blows with a pair of plain white palms seven times, his face turned blue, and he was forced to retreat.

When the woman in colorful clothes floated down, Haitang immediately stopped crying, and a look of great surprise appeared on her face, and she jumped up with joy: "Master!"

Zong Zheng also showed a solemn expression: "Yan Xueyao, it turned out to be you, you can't be your doctor if you don't do it in Liyang Fuyun Peak, come to Gao'an to do something!"

Yan Xueyao protected the begonia behind her, and raised her eyebrows with a sword drawn horizontally into her temples: "The sect master's words are really interesting, is the Seven Nights Mountain Villa in Gao'an, why are you killing innocents indiscriminately here?"

"Innocent?"

Zong Zheng smiled coldly, looked at Yan Xueyao carefully, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes showed terrifying killing intent: "You still haven't realized me, pitiful, the once amazing and brilliant Wanxia Needle is now unknown to everyone!

After that, the solemn color of the treasure appeared on his face, and there was the supreme majesty of the Buddha Gate to subdue the dragon and the tiger, and the hands were made of lotus flowers, and the Three Treasures Weide Sutra was fully unfolded, and it bombarded towards Yan Xueyao.

"Just a spiritual inheritance, dare to be so ashamed!"

The corners of Yan Xueyao's mouth were disdainful, her sleeves and robes were fluttering, and she was hunting, and for a while, her strength was in the air, and countless whirls seemed to be born in the air, blowing like wind and sand.

The fists and sleeves struck, and the energy splashed outside, only to hear a boom, and the nearest wooden building was actually overwhelmed and collapsed entirely.

And the bodies of the two shook violently, and the four eyes of the-for-tat exchange were actually evenly divided, and the boundary between the mortal and the true self seemed to cease to exist at this moment.

It can be seen from this that the subtlety of the inheritance of the Medicine King Valley, Zong Zheng's eyes flashed with incomparable jealousy, and the fierce fist wind blasted out the momentum of collapsing mountains and rubble, and Yan Xueyao was also a flowing wind flying sleeve, and she was not afraid to turn into a shadow in the sky, overwhelmingly attacking.

When it comes to posture, she is not as sexy and touching as Mo Hongsleeve, but every action that seems to be out of order actually tends to simplify the complex, and the hunting wind is even more condensed into an overwhelming sea of angry waves, surging.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two fought endlessly, and in more than ten breaths, they exchanged more than 100 blows, and they were all needle-to-needle, without fancy hard fighting.

After a while, Yan Xueyao retreated, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

Compared with the rebirth realm, there is a gap in her skills after all, but there is no half of depression between her eyebrows, but a crystal color, faintly has a crucial meaning of transformation.

"Want to borrow my pressure, three lights in one, and comprehend the original spirit?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zong Zheng's eyes suddenly moved, his body shook, and he grabbed the begonia who had withdrawn far away, excited for his master.

"Despicable!"

Yan Xueyao's face turned pale with anger, and she immediately intervened to stop her: "Zongzheng, you are also the head of a dignified sect, do you want to lose face?"

Zong Zheng had already torn his face, and simply threatened: "Get out of here with your apprentice, I naturally won't do it again!"

"Master, if I don't leave, he will be back soon, but you can't plot against this old guy!"

When Haitang heard the bulging cheeks, he shouted without fear.

"Silly girl, that stinky boy left you here, and you're still ...... to him"

Yan Xueyao sighed secretly in her heart, but she could only fall into a passive situation and chase after Zongzheng to attack.

Fortunately, Zong Zheng had five in and five out before, which consumed a lot of strength, and he couldn't see anything from the one-sided crushing, so he couldn't help but struggle with Yan Xueyao at this time, and after a dozen more moves, when he was broken, he would be broken, and he would retreat.

"Send someone to urge Qianhan, you must arrive before the time!"

"Yes!"

Zong Zheng had already given birth to a murderous heart at this time, even if he besieged Gu Ming with the hatred of Gu Ming, he would completely leave Yan Xueyao in Gao'an County and never suffer in the future.

So after he gave the order, he began to wait patiently.

According to Yue Qianhan's speed, there is still half an hour at most, and it should be rushed, and in a short period of time, the Iron Blood Castle will definitely not be able to escape.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later, there was a commotion in the rear, and when Zong Zheng turned around, he saw a figure running over with a rolling belt, shouting hysterically: "Master, it's not good!

Zong Zheng's eyes were like torches, and he immediately recognized that the person who came was his eldest disciple Shu Weixing, the Nahai Realm was complete, and the potential was exhausted, not to mention the true self, and even the hope of building a spirit was not great, so he had not been taken seriously by him for a long time, and immediately scolded: "What kind of system is it in a panic? What's wrong?"

"Second junior brother, second junior brother has been killed!"

As soon as these words came out, Zong Zheng's head buzzed, grabbed Shu Weixing's shoulders in disbelief, and said word by word: "Qian Han is dead, who killed him, who is !!?"

Shu Weixing's face was extremely pale, his pupils contracted to the extreme, and he said one sentence over and over again: "That's not a person, it's a demon! That's not a person, it's a demon!"

Syllable!

Zong Zheng twitched his mouth, knocked out three of Shu Weixing's teeth, and roared: "You useless waste, who killed Qian Han?

"Wait, that man stabbed me too, why am I still alive? By the way, the battle post, he said he was going to hand over the war post to take your dog's life......"

Shu Weixing suddenly grinned stupidly, suddenly opened his shirt, and looked at his chest.

There was a striking line of blood that ran straight down the philtrum, perfectly dividing his entire body into two symmetrical parts.

At this moment, Shu Weixing's face swelled with a distorted expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if crying but not crying, and his eyes were full of fear and resentment and looked at Zong Zheng:

"You eccentric old dog, I'm waiting for you below!"