"Two, offended",

Bi He bowed slightly, his soft and boneless left hand gently brushed in front of him, the water lines flowed, and his right hand was bent and pinched, and the mud and sand outside Lu Hong and Sun Yao suddenly squirmed; Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The vines swam as if they were alive.

Water spirit, wood spirit.

Lu Hong's heart moved again, the Kunlun faction's shot was indeed extraordinary, these two people were both gifted, with special aura, completely different from ordinary monks.

I knew that she had saluted three points, otherwise the vine would have wrapped itself around her feet.

Lu Hong glanced at Wu Tian, and saw that he was standing with his hands in his hands, and he didn't mean to make a move, the pressure on his body suddenly decreased a lot, and he said lightly, "Please", the Yunlu sword in his hand quickly cut off the vines outside his body, and the sword blade in his hand turned with a slop, and the sharp sword blade stabbed towards Bihe.

"wave",

With a soft sound, the water waves outside Bihe's body flowed, turning into a thick water curtain, Lu Hong's Yunlu sword was an artifact, and the sword qi urged by his foundation at this time was even more indestructible, but this water curtain was very strange, and it was constantly sunken inward by the sharp sword edge, but for some reason it was never broken, but it was supported outward with a strange toughness.

When Lu Hong let go of her water curtain and rebounded suddenly, Lu Hong only felt a soft but irresistible force suddenly came, and his body flew out involuntarily under the rebound of this force.

The sound of the wind came, and one after another vines came out of the ground, no longer the delicate and turquoise vines before, the vines under the urging of the Bihe Wood Spirit grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, they became as thick as fingers, one by one, and rolled towards Lu Hongfei.

Lu Hong's divine sword in his hand slashed, the sword qi was like the wind, and the vines broke one by one, but there were more and more vines flying up, and with the enhancement of the Bihe Wood Spirit, the toughness of the vines was also continuously enhanced, and he decisively stepped on the Nine Palaces and walked out of the dense vines.

The moment his figure moved, Wu Tian's eyes moved.

This man is so delicate in swordsmanship, so fast.

"Boom",

The tumbling yellow sand under his feet rose into a wave, rising on the ground, Sun Yao stroked the piano with one hand, and the aura in his body poured into the heart of Huo Yubing, and the sound of the piano came out with a fierce killing sound, and the churning yellow sand was affected when the first wave of piano sound dispersed, and the rising momentum was immediately reduced, and when the second wave of piano sound came like a tide, the flying mud and sand had been pressed down.

"Good exercises",

Yan Lie glanced at her appreciatively, lifted his chest and absorbed his qi, his abdomen slowly bulged, and the aura around his body became hot, and when the aura in his body was about to boil, he opened his mouth and spat out a tongue of fire gushing out, the flames rolled, and the blazing waves of fire rushed to his face, and the sand between the two suddenly turned into a scorched black, and this piece of yellow sand could not withstand his natural fire spirit.

Sun Yao held the fire jade ice heart and moved lightly to avoid the surging fire waves, and a red afterimage crossed the air.

"Whoosh",

Lu Hong, Sun Yao's two figures staggered in the air; Lu Hong lifted in the air, no longer attacking Bihe, he jumped over the blazing fire wave, stepped on the Nine Palace Path and flew towards Yan Lie, the sword body trembled, and the fierce sword sound suddenly came out, and his figure also flashed in the air, leaving only the afterimage of the Dao.

Yan Lie's heart moved, what kind of footwork is this? It seems to contain the secret of the Nine Palaces in the Hetuluo book.

He didn't have time to think, Lu Hong's Nine Palace Steps came in an instant, and the sound of the fierce sword came into his ears with a breathtaking effect, and the earth spirit and fire spirit on his body were stagnant, but this stunned kung fu and cold sword qi had already been pressurized.

"Earth Sword",

The condensed and heavy purple sword qi suddenly came out, Yan Lie frowned, the earth spirit on his body forcibly broke the sword sound, and the yellow sand wrapped around his arms in the middle of the flow, and he violently blasted away this thick sword qi with a punch.

Without waiting for Lu Hong to attack again, the earth spirit outside his body flowed, and the yellow sand roared on the ground, flying in front of him.

"Heavenly Sword",

Lu Hong's left hand and two fingers condensed, and the purple sword qi came out like a dragon, and the sound of "hissing" sounded in his ears, and thunder and lightning came out at the same time, which carried a sword "Peng" that carried Heheleiwei, and blasted away the mud and sand in front of him.

Such a strong sword move, Yan Lie was startled in his heart, and swept out with a toe step, and as soon as he swept out, he let out a loud "boom", and the dragon-like purple sword qi penetrated into the ground with Heheleiwei, and the sword qi roared and lifted the entire sandy land into the air.

"Whoosh",

As soon as the heavenly sword fell into the sky, Lu Hong leaned over, Yan Lie only saw the figure in the smoke and dust passing quickly, just in front of him in a moment, he was busy pinching the trick with both hands to sacrifice a fire curtain in front of him, and at the same time, the fiery aura in the body continued to converge into the palms of both hands, and when Lu Hong's sword blade was on the fire curtain, he slammed his fist on the tip of the Yunlu sword with a low cry, and the blazing fire was completely detonated by him.

Lu Hong, who was deep in the center of the fire flow, only felt that extremely powerful and fiery aura came from all directions in an instant, there was no way to dodge, there was no way to dodge, there was no way to dodge, and another sword qi shot out with two fingers in his heart, and at the same time, he flew out upside down with this power.

"Human Sword",

The whisper came into his ears, and the sword qi that came out of the flames was like a flying flying fright, Yan Lie felt a pain in his arm before he could dodge, and there was a soft sound behind him, and when he turned around, a sand pit of nearly three feet in size appeared on the sand after the flying sword qi penetrated into the ground.

The sword qi swept over, and the mud and sand there seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he turned his head to see that his right arm was dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood on that side also seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Peng",

Affected by the impact of that fire spirit, Lu Hong flew out upside down, stomped heavily on the ground, blood overflowed from his chest, the corners of his mouth, and half of the sleeve of his right hand was also burned by the fire spirit of Yan Lie;

"Ding",

The sound of the piano in the rear fluctuated, and the sound waves spread in all directions, under such sound waves, even the vines spawned by the Bihe wood spirit could not get close to Sun Yao, and the sound of the piano urged by Sun Yao's fire jade ice heart could not only force back the dense vines, but also impact the water curtain outside Bihe's body again and again, this barrier with strange toughness could block Lu Hong's Yunlu sword, but under the continuous impact of this piano sound, it seemed a little powerless, and Bihe had already withdrawn nearly three zhang away.

It's just that for some reason, the sound of the piano, which should have been long-lasting, seems to be insufficient, and the movements of Sun Yao's hands are getting slower and slower, and his brows are slightly frowned.

Bihe's brow moved, and she saw drops of blood flowing down from her fingers, dyeing the white strings a little scarlet.

When he looked back at Lu Hong, he only felt that the aura in his body was only strong and self-supporting, and it was difficult to continue fighting at all.

"Are you hurt?",

With a flick of her palm, she swept away the wood spirit. (To be continued.) )