Niu Fan kept pinching the trick in his hand, controlling the Qing Ying Flying Sword to attack Feng Shao, and at present, the Qing Ying Flying Sword could resist the evil fire spewed out by Feng Shao, and Xiao Sha was burrowing into the sea mud and galloping towards Ye Ruxue in the distance, Niu Fan had already made a good plan to escape. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Shao snorted coldly and said: "If you want to escape now, it's too late, you can force Ben Shao to use the lark evil fire, you can be proud enough, let you die under Ben Shao's evil fire!"

After Feng Shao finished speaking, a wave of cheeks, his cheeks instantly swelled to the size of a skull, like a bulging toad, and sprayed at the Qingying Flying Sword controlled by Niu Fan, and even waved his sleeves, like a mosquito, trying to drive away the annoying cyan flying sword.

A dark red fire dragon roared out from Feng Shao's mouth, instantly devouring and wrapping the Qing Ying Flying Sword, forcibly pulling it aside, the Qing Ying Flying Sword was deeply trapped in the fire dragon's belly, no matter how Niu Fan controlled it, he couldn't make the slightest inch in the fire dragon's belly.

Although the Blue Flying Sword could not be destroyed by the evil fire, it could consume its power, and the blue light on the surface was gradually dimming, and even the length of the sword body was shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, there were only more than three feet left.

Seeing this, Niu Fan secretly screamed in his heart, and he wanted to take back the Qingying Flying Sword, but at this moment, Feng Shao's cold gaze swept over, and then he raised his right hand lightly, pointing at Niu Fan, and a blazing white pillar of fire dragon light instantly shot out, shooting towards Niu Fan.

Niu Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, Feng Shao's finger Niu Fan had seen something similar, the tricks used by the flame giant were the same as at this moment, and the power was extremely great.

Niu Fan didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly urged his body and the long red shuttle under his feet, and avoided it in a flash, Feng Shao's second finger came again, and Feng Shao's third finger was about to hit out, and there was a tendency to get faster and faster.

The Qing Ying Flying Sword was completely entangled by the fire dragon, and it would not be able to break free for a while, Niu Fan gritted his teeth, no longer thought about it, and after a few slightly embarrassed dodges, he was about to flee in a hurry.

"Demon, repair hurts people!"

Suddenly, an old voice came, and Niu Fan's anxious figure paused, because he noticed that the Qing Ying Flying Sword instantly got rid of the shackles of the flame dragon, not only that, but the Qing Ying Flying Sword instantly swelled to a certain length of a zhang, and the green light flashed, and the flame dragon had no power to resist, and it was full of holes in an instant, and after a reluctant roar, it burst and collapsed.

Niu Fan was already stunned, his expression was even more strange, the old voice just now, Niu Fan was very familiar, it was the voice of the only ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

Niu Fan swept the end of the Qingying Flying Sword, and already saw the clue, the wood carving villain on the sword's whiskers had turned into flying ashes under the burning of the evil fire, revealing a ball of light emitting green light inside.

The cyan bead ball is a treasure, and it is connected with the Qing Ying Flying Sword, which can store the energy of a strong person's blow, Niu Fan only then saw that the Qing Ying Flying Sword is extraordinary, not only a spiritual weapon flying sword, but also can be stored in advance to enhance its power.

And the words of Uncle Wang came from the cyan bead ball, which left a trace of distraction from Uncle Wang, Niu Fan already understood why Uncle Wang would defend him like that outside the cabin where he lived, it turned out that Uncle Wang had already left the means by Niu Fan's side, and knew everything about him.

The wood carving outside the bead is a hidden means, the Qingying Flying Sword has been used for so long, Niu Fan has not found the slightest clue, Niu Fan realized that Uncle Wang is by no means as confused as he sees on the surface, and he will give away treasure pills with two sentences, and many things in the sect are afraid that they are in the hands of Uncle Wang.

"It's all old foxes, they're all fine, none of them are simple!" Niu Fan scolded secretly in his heart, he was secretly monitored for several years, and he was still a bad old man, and only now did he find out that Niu Fan was very unhappy.

Unhappy or unhappy, Niu Fan was still very surprised by the means left by Uncle Wang, at this moment, the Qing Ying Flying Sword had already flown between Niu Fan and Feng Shao, and the sword blade was pointed directly at Feng Shao.

"Demon, suffer death!" Uncle Wang's very domineering voice came from the Qing Ying Flying Sword, and as soon as the words fell, the Qing Ying Flying Sword instantly shot towards Feng Shao.

"Old fellow, do you dare to destroy this doppelganger?Are you not afraid that Ben Shao will come to your Imperial Spirit Sect to take revenge?" Feng Shao's face had already become extremely ugly, but he still didn't believe that Uncle Wang really dared to kill his doppelganger, the reason was very simple, he wanted to take revenge, and the Imperial Spirit Sect was invincible.

"Hmph, in this Void Ding, your deity can't sense what is happening at all, dare to kill the disciples of this sect, what does it matter if the old man destroys your demon!" Uncle Wang's words were cold, but he was still domineering, and from his words, he could hear that Feng Shao's killing of the disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sect made him very angry.

Feng Shao's face had completely turned from red to black, and Uncle Wang's words were full of decisiveness, and there was no room for discussion, and he was bound to be beheaded here.

Although the strength of Feng Shao's doppelganger is not too strong, it contains a lot of his mind, if he really dies, it will cause great damage to his body, and Feng Shao's face is ugly.

This void is very strange, as if in two different worlds in different spaces, the body and the doppelganger have no slightest sense, if Feng Shao's doppelganger dies, he will thoroughly try the taste of death, whether it is pain, despair, or helplessness, it is a lot, his doppelganger is equivalent to an independent existence at the moment, about to be wiped out, if he is really beheaded by the sword, that kind of pain just thinking about it makes Feng Shao almost want to go crazy.

Feng Shao is the son of the phoenix, the darling of the sky, how could he have suffered? How could he ever have thought of tasting the taste of death? If the child who grows up with honey is happy, then Feng Shao is undoubtedly growing up with that few honey syrup, only willful, only squirrel, see who is unhappy can wantonly ravage, to bully, heaven and earth revolve around him, look at the world with cold eyes, no one dares to bully, no one dares to provoke.

And at this moment, Uncle Wang actually wanted to kill him here, and a sense of grievance suddenly appeared, lingering in his eyes, as if he had been infinitely wronged, but more was anger, roaring, resentment, and an insult to be killed by ants, several contradictory emotions were generated, entangled and extremely complicated.

The Qing Ying Flying Sword struck in an instant, Feng Shao's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were about to split, and he said bitterly with resentment: "Old thing, Ben Shao fought with you!"

Feng Shao pinched his fingers wildly, and his mouth and abdomen swelled instantly, like two small and large balloons, and it seemed that one more trace would burst, and the light and shadow of the fire sparrow outside Feng Shao's body were also instantly compressed, only a few feet in size, and the red glow was rich and dazzling.

What Feng Shao wanted to meet was the full force of the cocoon stage monk's blow, crossing more than one level, it was no longer his talent that could make up for the gap, but he still had to fight with all his strength, unwilling to be restrained.

An unprecedented scorching fire dragon erupted from Feng Shao's mouth, and the light and shadow of the fire sparrow on his body also screamed towards the Qing Ying Flying Sword, but in just a moment, Feng Shao's pupils began to contract sharply, and the Qing Ying Flying Sword was only slightly hindered, and it was still fiercely attacking his chest.

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