In Bei Mingxuan's subsequent eager "be careful", two of the five people who fled had a black knife tip on their chests, and their defenses did not work. The cold air coming from the black knife instantly froze the two of them, and the pain, consternation, and unwilling expressions on their faces froze.

Bei Mingxuan roared, and the spiritual shockwave of the lion's roar erupted in the direction of his companions, and several figures suddenly froze, appearing from the void. The outfit is the same as the figure of the sneak attack on Xiaoyan, but it has no wings.

Xiao Yan put away the flame, and his body rushed forward, flashing behind a winged black-armored man, and his claws grabbed the wings of the black-armored man. The black-armored man screamed miserably, and a samadhi true fire in front of Xiao Yan's forehead had shot into his back.

Another winged black-armored man was about to pounce on him with his wings and was about to come to his rescue, when a colorless thread wrapped around his feet. A purple jade-colored figure more than two feet long shot in front of his eyes with the silk thread, and a small dragon head bared his teeth, and two sharp thorns pierced his eyes, which was the only place in his body that was not protected by black armor.

The Blue Dragon Sword of the Northern Immortal Xuan also rolled towards the black-armored man who revealed his body, and the vines of the Holy Fire Liquid, Thunderbolt and Little Ghost emerged at the same time.

Under the protection of Yuan Gangdun, Bei Mingxuan rushed into the crowd with a spear in his hand, and saw that the two comrades-in-arms were just a stone's throw away, and they were killed in front of him by the enemy because they couldn't rescue. His companion's ecstasy at seeing him to his despair before death strongly stimulated his sea of consciousness, and for the first time he was so furious that he longed to kill. Although he only had one person and three favorites, the momentum that swept everything suppressed more than a dozen black-armored people.

After the two winged black-armored people were killed by Xiao Yan and Xiaoya, Bei Mingxuan also beheaded three black-armored people in a row. At this time, the three companions who escaped with their lives also came to their senses, commanded the magic weapon, and turned around to kill with grief and indignation.

The remaining black-armored people did not dare to fight, and quickly retreated. Bei Mingxuan stopped the three pets and three companions who were chasing out, and let the little ghost roll up the corpses of the two comrades and retreat backwards.

He stared at the direction of the retreat of the black-armored people in front of him, and dozens of various flying magic weapons appeared at the end of the sky, which were full of Wuxing people in various costumes, and there were more than 200 black-armored people in the outermost part of the world, and there were more than 20 winged black-armored people.

Several people quickly retreated to the edge of the phantom array of the base, and the little ghost drove the corpse into the base and drove it out, and the three frightened companions were also persuaded by Bei Xuan into the formation, and he stood in front of the formation with three pets, confronting the slowly approaching Wuxing Clan's team.

He was worried that the team that was out hunting for treasure wouldn't be able to get back in time, so he wanted to delay as much time as possible. He understood that these Witch Star Clansmen had found this place with those treasure hunters who had fled to the base in a panic. Looking at the scale, he still underestimated the strength of the Wuxing people in the Christian space.

With their only 30 or so people, they naturally can't confront them head-on, so they can only rely on the bases arranged in advance to delay time. The breath of the three teams of people who went out had appeared in his consciousness, and the second team and the vanguard of the witch people had come into play. Fortunately, there were all members of the Fake Dan Realm guarding them, and they were close to the edge of the phantom array, and the teammates in the formation also formed a formation and rushed out to respond.

Another group of Fang Chengdong led the team, Feng Chengqing and Shi Chenghua, a total of six people, who were flying out of the mountains and forests on the left side of the North Immortal Xuan, and there were no Wuxing clansmen chasing them. But Bei Mingxuan looked very nervous, and Xiao Yan and Xiao Ghost flew to them one after another to respond.

In the Wuxing Clan Brigade that Bei Shenxuan was staring at, a Wuxing Clan man wearing a white robe and silver armor suddenly urged a flying magic weapon similar to a surfboard under his feet, which instantly turned into a white light and rushed towards Fang Chengdong and them.

In the vicinity of Fang Chengdong and the others, black knife shadows slashed towards the six people in unison. Bei Ying Xuan also turned into a retreat, wanting to stop the white-robed and silver-armored Wuxing clansmen. The flying magic weapon of the Wuxing Clan is obviously a fine product, and the speed is extremely fast, and the speed of the Northern Immortal Xuan can't catch up at all.

He had to release the Green Dragon Sword and step on the Green Dragon Sword to keep up with the other party's speed. Fang Chengdong and the other six people each cast magic weapons to block the sneak attack of the black-armored warriors of the Wuxing Clan, and Fang Chengdong's giant hammer also injured a warrior.

But in the next two rounds of attacks, the black-armored warrior used a sinister aura, and the six people were immediately suppressed by this extremely cold aura, Shi Chenghua's shoulder was slashed by the flying knife issued by the warrior, but fortunately, Feng Chengqing opened the flying knife for her on the side.

At this time, Xiao Yan's attack arrived, and the high temperature of the Samadhi True Fire greatly relieved the Yin and Evil Cold, and a Shushan disciple seemed to have been entered into his body by the Yin and Evil Qi, and he was resisting with his True Yuan, and his face became iron-blue.

Fang Chengdong reminded: "Don't stop your body protection spells, and don't let the yin qi invade." ”

Immediately afterwards, the branches of the little ghost also emerged from the ground and wrapped around the black-armored warrior, but the reinforcements of the Wuxing clan from all over the place also arrived, and the dense attack made the six people tired to deal with, and the disciple who was trying his best to resist the yin qi that entered the body was suddenly unable to block, and was stopped by the black-armored warrior and split into two parts.

Fang Chengdong exclaimed bitterly: "Senior Brother Liu..."

The flying hammer smashed a warrior in front of him to pieces, and the tower shield he was originally holding in his hand was replaced by a ghost head knife, wielding it in the yin wind and the sound of the ghost horn, and a green-faced and fanged ghost head in the yin wind bit a warrior, not afraid of the warrior's crazy slashing, and the flesh and blood flew and chewed wildly. The black-armored samurai screamed and retreated, his head sliced in two by the wind of the ghost-headed broadsword.

At this time, Fang Chengdong felt the majesty of the Silver Armor Witch Star Clan, and with a loud shout, he swung the ghost head sword, and a strong aura exploded outward with his body as the center, and the black-armored warriors within a radius of 50 meters were rushed away by this wave of qi.

A sledgehammer hovered above his head, his hands clenching the Devil's Head Broadsword, and a layer of dark iron armor appeared outside his body. Fang Chengdong's eyes were staring at the silver-armored man, the silver-armored man's momentum was unabated, and his hands emitted two strong white lights, and the two white lights flashed in front of Fang Chengdong.

Fang Chengdong's ghost-headed broadsword turned into a whirlwind, blocking in front of him, and the white light staggered and sent out a strong explosion. The impact of the explosion had just begun, and the Silverarmed Man's flying machine had already rushed to the core of the explosion, and the powerful blast impact slid away on both sides of his body, unable to get close to his body at all.

An ice blade quickly stretched out from the center of the silver-armored man's hands, and when it finally took shape, a powerful force came out from the ice blade. The ice blade made a crisp sound above Fang Chengdong's head, and it slashed straight down, Fang Chengdong's sledgehammer was split in half by the ice blade, and a larger wave of impact qi burst out, and the dust around the two of them was flying, and the people on both sides were rushed away.

At this time, the Blue Dragon Sword of the Northern Darkness Xuan had turned into a green dragon and flew towards the Silver Armor Man, and at the same time, his body took the spear first, and pounced on the Silver Armor Man with a fit.

The silver-armored man didn't have time to see the result of his attack, and swung his sword sideways towards the Blue Dragon Sword. The green dragon circled around the blade and circled around his slender neck, making a sharp grinding sound, and the silver armor on the silver armor man shone brightly, and at this time, the spear of the Northern Immortal Xuan had been pointed at his front door.

The silver-armored man's ice blade slashed like lightning, and the magic weapon spear of the Northern Underworld was sharpened inch by inch. With a flick of his palm, the remaining barrel of the spear flew up and hit the side of the ice blade, and with a loud bang, both of them flew backwards.

Bei Mingxuan felt a biting cold, but his body was boiled after washing his muscles and changing his marrow, and this cold had nothing to do with him. He stretched out his hands and two long sword magic weapons appeared in his hands, and the green dragon sword swirled.

As soon as the silver-armored man's flying magic weapon turned, he wanted to rush towards Fang Chengdong, who was revealing his body in the center of the dust and explosion, and dealt Fang Chengdong a fatal blow. Bei Mingxuan didn't give him a chance, and he rushed towards the silver armor man with the green dragon sword and the dancing double sword.

Fang Chengdong held the Ghost Head Knife high, the dark iron armor on his body had become fragments, hanging sporadically on his body, an obvious crack appeared in the Ghost Head Knife, and the previous ghost head was gone. He originally wanted to use the Ghost Head Knife to resist the explosion, but the knife that the Silver Armorer slashed with all his might was obviously more deadly.

He used the Ghost Head Knife to block the ice blade force, and with the True Yuan and armor, he resisted the explosive impact of the two beams of white light, and he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Feng Chengqing and another Shushan disciple rushed towards Fang Chengdong to protect his safety, Bei Mingxuan knew that Fang Chengdong could no longer resist the blow of the silver-armored man, so he didn't dare to stop for a moment in the attack.

Bei Mingxuan commanded Xiao Yan and the ghost vine to protect Fang Chengdong, and in a flash of inspiration, he let Xiao Yan cast an illusion, which was a talent that Xiao Yan obtained after swallowing the Jin Ling Elixir, and Xiao Yan didn't like to use it.

At this time, a waterfall fell from the sky, impacting the ground and stirring up bursts of mist, separating Fang Chengdong from the Silver Armor Man. The silver-armored man was stunned for a moment, the ice blade in his hand hesitated, but he still threw it out, it was this hesitation that the ghost vine had pulled Fang Chengdong away from his original position.

The ice blade slashed through the waterfall and sliced through where Fang Chengdong was standing, gently slashing one of his left arms down. Another branch of the ghost vine flew up and wrapped around the broken arm, sending Fang Chengdong to Feng Cheng's feelings that rushed over. Feng Chengqing hugged Fang Chengdong, helped him stop the bleeding, and hurriedly connected the broken arm spell.

The two protected Fang Chengdong behind him, Fang Chengdong was severely injured and had lost his ability to fight, and he insisted on standing there with his will. In front of them, the branches of the ghost vine were like a green net covering the black-armored warrior who rushed towards them.

In the other direction, Xiao Yan escorted Shi Chenghua and the two female disciples to join Feng Chengqing. A female disciple picked up Fang Chengdong and Shi Chenghua supported him. Feng Chengqing and the others fought and walked with the two pets, retreating to the phantom array.