Fengshen's leg hit the short spear, and Xiang Zhan only felt dizzy, but he still took it stubbornly.

The tornado flew backwards against Xiang Zhan.

At this time, the speed of the red leaves suddenly slowed down, and Chen Xiaomo in the tornado finally appeared.

As soon as he grasped the red leaves, he launched a stormy attack on Xiang Zhan in front of him.

In mid-air, the light shines brightly, as magnificent as a volcanic eruption.

Xiang Zhan only relied on a short gun, and he fought with Chen Xiaomo on a par with him!

Chen Xiaomo concentrated all his strength on the red leaves, and the red leaves immediately turned into a long red whip and drew towards Xiang Zhan.

Xiang Zhan raised his short spear, but he was still whipped out by this whip. He stuck his short gun in the ground and slid backwards for some distance before stopping.

The moment he stood still, there was a surge of qi and blood in his body, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Chen Xiaomo also fell to the ground and looked coldly at the person opposite.

Suddenly, the ground in front of Xiang Zhan trembled, and a short spear broke through the ground.

Chen Xiaomo looked behind him, and the short gun that he had just shot down had disappeared!

Now, Xiang Zhan's weapons have changed into two short guns!

Chen Xiaomo is experiencing a vicious battle here, but Li Yanhui is working harder than him!

If there is any way for the Xiang family to win, it is unity!

It can be said that the formation cooperation of the Xiang family's disciples is far stronger than that of other sects, and their tacit understanding is breathtaking.

Whenever Li Yanhui attacked someone, others would immediately rush to support from other directions.

Although Li Yanhui's spells were superb, she couldn't break through the defenses of more than a dozen outstanding Xiang clan disciples in a moment.

While Li Yanhui was running back and forth, a group of Xiang disciples had already set up a formation.

I saw twenty-four people in pairs, distributed in twelve directions around Li Yanhui, and the steel knives in their hands crossed into scissors.

As the twenty-four people poured their true qi into the blade of the knife, the intersection of the two blades was as if it had been sucked by a magnet, hanging in the air without falling.

The two are in a combined formation, one with his left hand clenched into a fist and his right hand palmed. The other person makes a fist with his right hand and palms his left hand.

The scissor-shaped steel knives spun in front of their palms, and with a roar, the twelve crossed blades had rushed towards Li Yanhui in the center of the array.

Li Yanhui urged Zixia Immortal Aya, blocked left and right, and finally survived the first wave of attacks.

The white true qi was like a rope, connecting the palms of the Xiang clan disciples with the intersection of the crossed blades.

The crossed blade had just been bounced off by Zixia Immortal Aya, and then it spun back into the hands of the Xiang clan's disciples.

With the advancement of the two palms, the crossed blade slashed towards Li Yanhui again.

Li Yanhui danced the purple xia fairy silk, and a purple silk formed a circle, like a purple river, setting off the graceful figure.

There was a constant white light hitting the ring-shaped Zixia Immortal Aya. In the great array, the purple light flowed, and the white rays shot out, as magnificent as the stars and the moon.

In a fierce battle, Li Yanhui rose to the sky, hunting in her skirt, purple light and skylight, and she was not inferior to Chang'e who took off.

Twelve crossed blades flew out at the same time, and the target was the shadow in mid-air!

In the air, there is nowhere to hide!

"Thousands of purples, thousands of reds!" a purple-red spherical shield danced in the air, blocking all attacks in an instant.

Before the twelve crossed blades fell back into the hands of the Xiang clan's disciples, thousands of purple and red attacks had poured in in all directions.

The disciples of the Xiang clan hurriedly raised their shields to resist, and actually prevented this move.

Usually the battles are one-on-one, but now in the face of such a well-trained group, Li Yanhui has realized the power of teamwork.

She concentrated and calmed down, and her true qi came out from the sea of qi, flowing all over her body, and the aura around her immediately changed.

A cloud of purple gas slowly drifted from the eastern sky, soft and beautiful. Thin as light gauze, as colored as clotted cream.

Then, that purple qi slowly injected into Li Yanhui's body, and an extremely strong purple light immediately erupted around her body.

It is the starting hand style of the four heavenly styles, and the purple qi comes from the east!

was forced by a group of little minions to use the Heavenly Absolute Four Styles, this is the first time!

Li Yanhui opened her eyes suddenly, and a thousand catties fell to the ground.

In the dust, Li Yanhui's palms touched each other and were half-opened, like a blooming flower.

Then, the purple qi in her whole body quickly gathered towards her arms, she pushed out her two palms forcefully, and a purple dragon came out of the sky, opening its teeth and dancing claws, and the dragon roared in bursts, its terrifying momentum and terrifying shape were enough to make these Xiang disciples terrified.

All the Xiang clan's disciples dropped their shields in a neat and orderly manner, and a copper wall and iron wall were completely natural.

"Hover!" Li Yanhui shouted, and the purple dragon circled around her body, gradually expanding like a periphery.

The fluctuating circle formed by the purple dragon grew larger and larger, turning more and more rapidly, and finally crashed into the iron wall of copper.

Then, like a broken bamboo, the copper wall was unexpectedly vulnerable.

The purple dragon swung its tail and overturned a piece. After a circle, the Xiang family's disciples were already horizontal and vertical, and they couldn't form an army!

The power of this Tiangang Purple Dragon Wave has increased a lot compared to before, if Chen Xiaomo sees this scene, he will definitely applaud continuously.

Of course, Chen Xiaomo thought from the bottom of his heart that this group of Xiang disciples would definitely not be Li Yanhui's opponents.

What Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui didn't see was that when Li Yanhui cast the Tiangang Purple Dragon Wave, a little light had already flashed in the sky!

At this moment, that bit of light was rushing towards Li Yanhui.

The light looked so incongruous, like a cloud of yellow sand was falling.

Finally, that light showed his true face, it was Xiang Tong with a domineering face!

Li Yanhui's perception is already stronger than ordinary people, Xiang Tong is so murderous, how could she not find out?

When she turned around, Xiang Tong's fist had arrived!

A huge, glowing yellow fist slammed down, and the momentum was a few points more violent than the Iron Fist Formation of the Iron Fist Gate.

At the last moment, Li Yanhui blocked Zixia Xian Aya in front of her, and at the same time, she used the footwork of the Misty Phantom to retreat backwards.

With a loud bang, a circular shockwave spread out longitudinally in the air.

The light dissipated, and Xiang Tong appeared in the air. His right hand was clenched into a fist, and the majestic momentum just now had not yet been completely retracted.

Like a meteor falling, Li Yanhui's figure slammed heavily on the ground.

Chen Xiaomo was attracted by this voice and cried out.

Li Yanhui's figure gradually became clear, although she was standing on the ground, her body was trembling uncontrollably.

She didn't expect that Xiang Tong's skill was so profound, and the strength of that punch directly shook the true qi on her body, and every joint on her body was also shaken to the point of pain.

Li Yanhui raised her head with difficulty, and her hair danced in the wind. She looked at the person in the air who was much stronger than herself, and her heart was full of sorrow.

Chen Xiaomo was slightly freed from Xiang Zhan's entanglement, and he shouted at Xiang Tong in the sky: "Who are you? Why do you have to be difficult with us?" (51.com)