The moment the hot sparks splashed on the bearded man's body, he only heard a pop, and the silver brocade robe on his body ignited a raging fire and turned into ashes.

And the bearded man's skin was after the raging fire, and there was a trace of the smell of burnt flesh wafting out with the wind. The beard under the chin and the hair on the head were also burned, and they were presented in front of everyone with their chests and backs bare.

And because she was fighting with the middle-aged man, she didn't have the energy to observe the other battles around her, otherwise she would blush and be shy again.

After releasing the fireball, the Blazing Hellhound turned around and swept towards the person from the eighth layer of the Xuanling.

The person on the eighth layer of the Xuanling only saw a vague beast shadow that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and before he could react, a beast palm carrying an explosive flame was imprinted on his chest, and a hot and powerful force burst out, and the whole person flew out with the crisp cracking sound of the ribs in his chest, and fell heavily ten zhang away.

His eyes glanced at the surrounding scenery, and he unwillingly spit out a mouthful of blood, his consciousness was blurred, and he fainted.

Seeing that his person had been solved so quickly, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and his hands blurred in front of him. The ground around them trembled slightly as the Xuanyin was completed one by one.

Rise!

The middle-aged man with the knife glanced at Yutai Hongyan with a murderous look in his eyes, and shouted violently.

As soon as the words fell, the ground under the feet of the red aya suddenly burst out of a cone of rocks as thick as a waist, and stabbed towards the red aya.

"Occult?"

Seeing this, Yutai Hongya's face was shocked, and the thick pitch-black Xuan Spiritual Power in her body roared away.

"Three-Point Dragon's Palm"

I saw that as soon as the words fell, the body of the red silk of the platform was divided into three, and slapped at the rock pillar that was coming towards him beside him, and the pitch-black spiritual power on the palm of his hand condensed into a black divine dragon the size of a misty in the palm, constantly rotating and swimming.

Bang bang bang!

The rock pillar at the front burst into countless rubble under the three-point dragon palm of the red silk of the platform.

Taking advantage of the gap in the explosion of the rock cone, the three figures quickly dodged away from the heavy attack range of the rock cone. With a kick of his foot, three figures turned into three black streamers and headed towards the middle-aged man.

In the middle of the road, three black streamers divide and merge, merge and merge, and I don't know which one is false? Which one is true? Maybe all three are true.

The middle-aged man who slashed the knife also had a look of horror on his face, and the occult technique he performed was so cracked and avoided by Yutai Hongyan. Then he came back to his senses and saw the red silk of the Tai Tai who turned into a black streamer and came towards him, and his face was full of solemnity.

But the middle-aged man who slashed his knife can have such a realm today, and he didn't come casually. His face sank slightly, and a little bit of pure and thick dark yellow Xuan spiritual power poured out from his arms, like a rock.

"Rockslide"

The arms slowly burst out, but the heavy force, like a boulder rolling, made the face of the red aya who turned into a black streamer feel a sense of solemnity.

Bang bang!

The two fists and palms fought fiercely together, and a strong wave of qi roared out from between the fists of the two, and the ground under their feet was in the moment of the fight, and the violent spiritual power slammed into each other, spreading from the feet of the two, and the earth began to crack little by little.

But at this moment, a third black streamer ghostly appeared behind the middle-aged man, and with the speed of the black dragon swimming in his palm, he slapped out with one palm.

Although the middle-aged man knew that the Tantai Red Aya was divided into three, he was pinned down by the two figures, and he had no time to dodge, so he could only pour out a thick earthy yellow spiritual power from behind him, wanting to weaken the attack of the Tantai Red Aya.

However, when she saw this, the corners of her mouth showed a hint of contempt.

Boom!

The middle-aged man who slashed the knife only felt an uncontrollable sharp pain in his back, but he didn't expect the Xuan Ling power of Yutai Hongyan to be so violent and domineering, and he directly destroyed the Xuan Ling power behind him.

The pitch-black dragon kept stirring behind the middle-aged man, and the silver brocade clothes behind him instantly turned into rags, and then pressed on the flesh, a trace of flesh and skin were torn apart, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

Enduring the severe pain, the mysterious spiritual power in his body was frantically poured into his fists, knocking back the two figures of the red silk of the platform. Taking advantage of the gap in the retreat, he stomped on the soles of his feet and fled.

And Xiao Wuxie's side relied on the pure and thick Xuan Ling power in his body to overwhelm the two of Xuan Ling's six or seven layers of silver brocade.

"Golden Cracked Fist"

I saw that the person in the brocade clothes of the seventh layer of Xuanling had a layer of pale golden Xuanling spiritual power on his body, which was more and more intense than before, rising up, exuding sharp spiritual power fluctuations. The sole of his right foot kicked violently to the ground, and his entire body instantly rose five or six feet, turning into a falling golden streamer, and blasted out with a punch at Xiao Wuxi.

Xiao Wuxian faced the golden streamer coming towards him, calmly and without dodging, at the moment when the golden streamer was about to touch him, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body moved, and he actually moved a small step above the strange sesame oil, and his left foot roared out with dark blue spiritual power at this moment.

Bang!

The dark blue left foot was like a dark blue lightning, striking the lower abdomen of the person in the Xuanling seven-layer brocade robe. The force of the fall, coupled with the fierce force that erupted from his left foot, the entire body of the seventh-layer brocade-clothed man of the Xuan Ling instantly bent into a bow.

Then under this huge force, the whole person was directly shocked and flew out, and fell heavily into the stream, splashing white water.

Seeing this, the sixth-layer person of Xuanling twitched the muscles on his face, and the two of them attacked, but they were defeated by Xiao Wuxian, and there was a hint of cowardice in his heart. But the middle-aged man hadn't said to evacuate, and he didn't dare to flee from it, so he could only continue to fight with Xiao Wuxian.

Roar!

The flaming hellhound raised its head to the sky and roared, with a hint of coercion, shaking the heavens and the earth. One jumped upward, and the other dived, and waves of furious flames erupted from the front beast's palms, emitting a fiery sensation that even rippled in the space around them.

The sleek bearded man stood in place, looking at the ferocious Flame Cerberus with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Click!

The right front beast palm of the Flame Cerberus spewed flames and slapped on the bearded man's head, and a crisp cracking sound spread from the skull, and a stream of white brain pulp splattered out.

After killing the bearded man, the right front beast claw was directly and ferociously inserted into the eye socket, and two bloody eyeballs fell to the ground. Then the claws clawed downward, and another bloody thing fell to the ground.

The man in brocade who was injured and fainted by the Blazing Cerberus before could not escape the claws of the Blazing Cerberus. Only two miserable cries were heard, and two bloody masses fell beside the brocade-clothed man, and this time he was really dead.

The middle-aged man who cut the knife saw that the three people on his side were killed, and he couldn't calm down in his heart. Five to three are all like this, and when the remaining one is killed again, it will become three to one, and then there will only be death.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the person in the silver brocade robe of the sixth layer of the Xuanling Spirit was kicked and flew up by Xiao Wuxi's dark blue right foot that exuded an extreme chill.

Xiao Wuxie stepped forward with the soles of his feet, his body swept up, turning into a blue hurricane enveloping the brocade-clothed man, fists, feet, ribs, and fierce attacks, representing the pain and humiliation he had suffered every day for the past ten years.

All of this, at this moment, completely burst out, although all of this is far from enough, but at least a little interest must be recovered first.

The middle-aged man saw that the last person except him was also killed by Xiao Wuxian, and knew that if he didn't leave, he would stay in this Helong Mountain Range forever. He hadn't lived long enough to die like this.

Once again, his hands blurred in front of him, and the ground trembled slightly again as the casting of the seal was completed.

"I'll show you what is occult art today?"

As soon as the words fell, the soles of her feet kicked violently to the ground, and the whole person rose to the sky. At the same time as rising, the Xuan Seal in his hand continued to blur and change, and the surrounding flowers and trees trembled unconsciously, and the surrounding heaven and earth Xuan Qi continued to converge towards the space with a radius of thirty zhang of red silk.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuxian's face was slightly moved.

The middle-aged man felt the changes around him, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate today, the Xuanyin in his hand stopped, and he turned around and ran wildly towards the woods.

Seeing this, the corners of her mouth showed a hint of playful contempt.

"Vitex Flurry"

As soon as the words fell, on the ground within a radius of thirty zhang, arm-thick thorn vines frantically rushed out from under the ground, and the half-inch-long vine thorns on the thorns were glowing with cold glow, dancing in mid-air.

Before the middle-aged man could run out of four or five feet, he was entangled by the thorn vines that suddenly burst out of the ground, and the rattan thorns with a cold glow stabbed into the body of the middle-aged man.

Before the middle-aged man could scream, the whole person was torn apart by Wan Teng. Pieces of minced flesh and bones the size of a baby's fist splattered in all directions.

Xiao Wuxian looked at this scene, his face couldn't help but tremble, fortunately he didn't run away to offend her before, otherwise this fate might be his own.

Then he looked at the two who had been killed by the Blazing Cerberus before, and his eyelids jumped, and his eyes quickly looked elsewhere. It seems that you have to be careful in the future, and this thing below you is still very precious.

After the slashing middle-aged man was killed, his body fell from mid-air like a fairy.

"Sister Hongyan, you are so powerful!" Xiao Wuxian said with a bright smile on his face.