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The Natal Magic Weapon Evil Destroying Knife suffered a heavy blow, and between Wang Dong's mouth and nose, a large stream of blood suddenly burst out, and there was a sharp pain in his chest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He gritted his teeth and held on, and the speed of flying before stepping on the sword did not decrease a bit, and the probe was about to recall the evil exterminating sword.

At this moment, the blue light in the far sky lit up, followed by two snake-like green silk lights, and they had already flown in between breaths, and the speed was so fast that he didn't have time to react.

A green silk light, a hand wrapped up the rapidly shrinking evil extermination knife, and the light and shadow shrank back in a flash.

Another green silk light ripped off the purple storage bracelet on Wang Dong's wrist in one fell swoop, and a phantom flew back.

The blue light flashed in Lu Suifeng's palm, and the evil exterminating knife that struggled and twisted like a blue fish between his fingers suddenly became honest and was put into his big sleeve.

Tao Yongfang, who was beside him, didn't care about this, and released his divine sense with him, directly breaking the divine sense brand that Wang Dong had hit on the storage bracelet, investigating all the items inside, and trying his best to find the secret method.

At the same time, the two magic weapons were forcibly erased from the imprint of divine consciousness, and Wang Dong's head was torn in a sharp pain, his feet slipped, and he almost fell off the flying sword.

At this time, the golden coffin, which had been blocked for a while, had already knocked down his legs, and the invisible energy generated by the golden coffin was like a tide, and the "clanging" shot on his golden armor, and the situation was extremely critical.

Between the lightning and flint, Wang moved the unsheath of the Ziyang Knife Warehouse and poured a large amount of mana into the golden coffin with one sword!

"Dang!"

The surface of the golden coffin that was slashed by the blade suddenly burst out with a large cloud of light like a purple sun!

The Qingluo disciples on the top of the mountains simply forgot to breathe, and their blood boiled after being shocked, wishing that they were Wang Dong, who was heroic and fearless at this moment, and completely forgot that they were still scolding Wang Dong for being inferior to pigs and dogs.

Wang Dong felt a fierce and irresistible force coming, breaking through the mana shield on his palm in one fell swoop, directly breaking his finger bones, wrist bones and the meridians on his arms, his Ziyang knife couldn't hold it, and he suddenly flew out of his hand.

However, there were gains and losses, and it was with the power of the shock that the mana under Wang Dong's feet adhered to the flying sword, and it was reversed in the air like a windmill with a sword, and the large golden coffin of the house grazed his robe and whistled from below him.

Already with his bare hands, he stepped on the flying sword, and in the surging and tumbling waves, he broke through the waves and shot out like lightning.

Tang Chuan took a sharp breath of cool air, and just wanted to recall the golden coffin, but at this moment, Wang Dong, who came from the imperial sword, had already rushed to within two miles.

The sword aura is like a tide!

Wang moved his left palm and flipped it, and all the sword qi was released in one fell swoop.

The eyes of the spectators widened, and they saw that in Wang Dong's left palm, a dense sword qi like cow hair erupted in an instant, forming a wave of sword qi that was faster than a meteor, and rolled in front of Tang Chuan in the blink of an eye.

The sword aura has not yet arrived, but the terrifying aura is already imminent!

Tang Chuan stepped on the flying sword and flew backwards, and the outside of his robe-swollen body was instantly wrapped in a layer of golden mana shield.

However, no matter how fast he retreated, how could the speed of the hasty response be faster than the instantaneous sword qi!

"Puff ......"

The black and white waves chased the wave after wave of sword qi, breaking through his mana shield in one fell swoop, and from his left arm, a school of fish passed through the border.

A little bit of blood light appeared, like a thousand red plums blooming in the air.

The corners of Tang Chuan's mouth twitched in pain, and he was suddenly so frightened that he couldn't care about fighting the king anymore, and the flying sword under his feet flew out with a "whoosh".

After stopping, Tang Chuan felt that most of his left arm seemed to have turned into dead wood with no life, and he didn't obey the call.

That terrifying feeling of numbness and death had hit his shoulders and was about to spread to his heart!

He immediately snapped his right palm and slashed off his entire left arm with a palm knife, using the surging mana of his whole body, and immediately found an outlet, gushing out from the wound of the broken arm sprayed with blood, and shooting out a beam of golden mana qi in the sun!

When he raised his eyes to look at Wang Dong again, Tang Chuan was furious, only to see that Wang Dong had already killed among the seven monks with a flying sword, and on the left palm that had not been scrapped, there was a three-color flame burning with flames, black, white, and red!

What? A strong man in the Jiedan Realm was forced to cut off his arm by Wang Dong's sword qi? How is this possible?

The disciples of the Qingluo Sect inside and outside the enchantment opened their mouths wide and became dumb, and their eyes followed Wang Dong closely.

I saw the king move the sword like flying, crisscrossing between the seven monks who were stepping on the sword to parry, one person chasing seven people, a fire palm flying up and down, whistling and whistling, the sound of whirring wind, can be heard from so far away.

And those monks who couldn't cast magic weapons in close combat were exhausted by the sword chased by a fire palm, and a monk suddenly dodged a little slower, and was directly slapped into a sky of flesh and blood by the fire palm.

Just after three or four breaths, another female cultivator couldn't dodge and screamed in horror, desperately raising the knife-like magic weapon in her hand, trying to resist the fiery palm that slapped on her head.

Who knew that Wang made a false move, and the thunderous fire palm suddenly lowered, and a palm slapped into her chest, piercing through the blood that burst out of her back, like piercing through a layer of window paper.

The Qingluo disciples on the mountain peaks were so frightened that they had never seen such a thrilling murderous scene.

On the Five Elements Peak, Murong Zishan stood next to Wang Yuanshan's corpse, looking at the man in the distance who fought for his life in the distance with tears on her face, and her heart was broken.

As for Han Ruoxue, who was sitting on the side and was like a fool, and the others, Murong Zishan disdained to take a look, in her eyes, in her heart, there was only her husband, only her poor husband who was embattled and helpless.

On Qingluo Peak, Li Nantian's teeth clucked, little thief, with this domineering technique, why didn't you give it to Qingluo earlier? You damn it! Damn it!

In the sky above the mountain gate, Du Qian and other monks scattered all over the place shouted and cursed, but Wang Dong, who had entered the flock, pestered several monks in the battle, and they did not dare to release the magic weapon to hurt their own people.

Lu Suifeng's face was pale, Tang Chuan, the elder of the Jiedan Realm of this sect, had broken off his left arm, and his mana had collapsed, and he had already lost his combat effectiveness, and the others who were chased and killed by Wang Dong were all disciples of their Sword Rune Sect.

He couldn't calm down any longer, he didn't care about bullying the small, and he only took two steps to volley the void, and he had already reached two feet behind the king of the sword.

"Look at the palm!"

He finally cared about the last bit of face, and reminded him, and his right palm slapped out like a shadow, and he was about to abolish Wang Dong's legs.

As soon as Tao Yongfang saw him make a move, he was embarrassed to watch from the wall again, and just wanted to make a move, but suddenly his eyes widened, how could this be?

saw Wang Dong's eyebrows, who stepped on the sword and turned his head violently, a little green light flashed, and a young woman in a neon dress appeared out of thin air, it was Zhu Ling, who was seriously injured to save Wang Dong.

Mysterious woman?

Tao Yongfang was shocked, and he didn't have time to rush to support Lu Suifeng, so in a hurry, he had to launch a black steaming table-sized falling palm, which hit Zhu Ling like a lightning speed.

At this time, Zhu Ling's two palms of the green light masterpiece, one palm hit Lu Suifeng's single palm that originally hit Wang Dong, and the other palm took the opportunity to slap Lu Suifeng's chest with a roar!

Lu Suifeng was broken by this palm, and the whole person flew out upside down like a kite.

And Zhu Ling, who came with an injury, after the palm, the seven orifices flew out upside down, and a figure exactly like her shook out of her body in one fell swoop, and the next moment it shook back to her body like a tumbler.

At this moment, Tao Yongfang's black palm shadow shot in the air, with a hideous roaring tiger-headed yin soul fluttering inside, was about to catch up with Zhu Ling, who was flying upside down, and went straight to her front door.

And after Zhu Ling exchanged palms, the earth soul was shocked and flew out of the body and just returned to the body, and she was powerless to resist at all, and her brain burst when she saw that this palm was about to be slapped.

At this moment, Wang Dong abandoned the flying sword and pounced in the air, and with his back in golden armor, he tried his best to meet the black palm shadow that was patting!

"Don't!" Zhu Ling shouted in horror.

Wang moved his left arm and waved it hard, and just pushed Zhu Ling aside, and the black palm shadow that smashed it slapped on his back in one fell swoop!

"Boom!"

In the loud sound of the stick hitting the leather, Wang Dong was slapped with blood, and his whole body exploded like ice, exploding into more than a thousand earth pole crystals that shot around him, and he was beaten and fell towards the mountain below.

Zhu Ling, who breathed a sigh of relief, chased after him like a meteor, hugged Wang Dong, who was full of blood, and choked and cried: "Why did you block that palm for me? You are so stupid, it will kill you." ”

"......" Wang Dong tried his best to say something, but streams of blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and he was unable to answer, and slowly closed his eyes.

"No, I don't want you to die, I command you not to die...... Ahh

Zhu Ling cried, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared wildly, and in the process of falling rapidly, a piece of white cold air erupted from the palm of his free hand......

"Stop! Stop them! The woman has been badly injured by me. Lu flew upside down with the wind, shouted at Tao Yongfang, and spit out blood before the words fell.

"If you're not afraid of death, just chase it, I still have a fight for my life!"

The corners of Zhu Ling's mouth and eyes were full of blood, and she hugged Wang Dong, who had her eyes closed, and yelled wildly.

Tao Yongfang's pupils shrank sharply, suspended in the air of the rolling air waves, his fists clenched and clenched, and finally he didn't dare to rush forward.

Zhu Ling, who could only watch the neon clothes hunting, held Wang Dong, who did not know life and death, in one hand held a qi sword more than ten zhang long, and shot towards the mountains below like meteors on his head and feet......

"Tao Yongfang,"

Lu, whose face was like gold paper, swayed with the wind and stepped into the air, looked at the dusty crack between the mountains below in horror, and yelled at Tao Yongfang: "Why don't you stop her?"

Tao Yongfang said angrily: "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear that she still had a fight for her life? Do I chase you down to find death? I want to chase you, and the old lady will not accompany you!"

"You ......" Lu spit out another mouthful of blood with the wind, covering his heart and being blocked without anything to say, he didn't dare, it was really that mysterious woman who was too strong.

He held his anger in his chest that was about to explode, and he stomped around touching the object of his anger, and suddenly turned the muzzle of the cannon and blasted towards Li Nantian, who was cloudy and sunny above Qingluo Peak within the enchantment.

"Li Nantian, Wang Dong ran away, when he returns to Beimang in the coming day, the first person to seek revenge is you, the old man is looking forward to it, hahahaha...... Let's go!"

Sprinkled the nameless fire, which brought Li Nantian no pleasure, but he was much happier, waved his hand at Tang Chuan and other disciples of his own sect, released a huge blue-crowned colorful feather bird from the beast sac, sat on it and led the people to the east.

Tao Yongfang unwillingly glanced at the mountains below that were crumbling and cracking, and turned back to Li Nantian and sneered: "You...... With a sect master like you, no matter how many loyal disciples there are, they will be forced to turn against each other by you, and Qingluo is in charge of you, which is very good!"

While she was angry, she also concealed the intention of dividing Qingluo's disciples, and then took Du Qian and other disciples of her own sect to search out more than a thousand earth pole crystals scattered between the mountains and forests, and rose in the sky to chase Lu with the wind.

The secret method was not obtained, but the storage bracelet that fell into Lu Suifeng's hands was in it, but there were many good treasures that made her eyes hot, and she would not let Lao Lu swallow it alone.

After a few moments, the two factions of monks were gone.

The white clouds are long, and the blue sky is still there, but at the mountain gate of Qingluo Sect, the originally magnificent and tall mountain gate has collapsed, and the mountains and forests next to it are even more messy.

On the edge of that abyss-like crack, the corner of Wang Dong's clothes that fell off his robe was hanging on the branch of a green pine on the mountainside, swaying alone in the wind, as if a palm was waving gently, was it someone who was reluctant to let him go, silently seeing him off......