It's not appropriate to say that Thirteen Lang sneak attacked, as soon as he appeared, he appeared on the battlefield from the beginning and never took the initiative to leave. And then the most crucial part, his posture is not like.

The battle situation on the battlefield was undoubtedly very fierce, and with the cultivation he revealed, I was afraid that he would not be able to withstand even the pervasive coercion, let alone those magical powers that affected him. If you change to another Qi refining, no, if the foundation building monk comes, I'm afraid it will already be wiped out, and there won't even be any scum left.

However, he is a thirteen lang, and he is different from others.

Walking around, Thirteen Lang did not look like he was in a battlefield full of dangers, but rather like he was in a cave with countless preservings: look at the east and look at the west, and he had to intervene in each battle group: and they were all one blow and left, without the slightest hesitation or pause.

His speed was too fast, so fast that even a scholar could not match. The target of the attack is uncertain, and the methods are tricky and vicious to the extreme, and it seems that the means are not very clever, but it is really a headache.

For example, the big man, after being separated from Ku Lao after a bombardment, shot three ice arrows out of nowhere, hitting his eyes and throat. Dahan's mind was shocked, and he couldn't respond in a hurry: fortunately, the poisonous insects around him reacted sensitively, and they pounced on them to block them in a sacrificing way, so as to buy time for him. Finally said three low-level supernatural powers to dissolve, the big man suddenly felt a slight chill under his crotch, and looked down to find that there was still an ice arrow to take his own vital point, if it wasn't for his shield not completely dissipated, I am afraid that it would be ......

Frightened, the big man wanted to find the hidden enemy, but Uncle Ku pounced like a mad tiger, and with a wave of his hand, a sea of fire attacked him as if facing the enemy who killed his father. Under such circumstances, Dahan naturally couldn't pay attention to the low-level cultivator, but he always had several major parts in mind in mind, and it became difficult to deal with it.

Unable to achieve results here, Thirteen Lang was not discouraged at all, his body shook to the vicinity of the beetle, shook his hand and drew out a spear as thick as a teacup, mana infusion and arm flicking, like an oolong straight towards the insect's open mouth.

With his liliang and the power of the mana spear carried by him, the whistling sound seemed to tear the air: the quality of the spear was average, and the tip turned fiery red in a moment because of the violent friction. If it is allowed to fly like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will melt into molten iron.

The beetle followed the scholar for a while, and was already a little dizzy when he suddenly found the spear attacking, and he didn't even have time to swing his legs, so he could only deflect his head, and at the same time open his mouth and spit out a cloud of acid.

There was a loud bang, and the huge liliang couldn't even carry the beetle, and its body flew out upside down. The spear was ordealt with so much that in the end, only a piece of the remaining foot was inserted diagonally into the beetle's mouth, as if adding a fang out of thin air.

Aside from the impact, the spear did only a limited amount of damage to the beetle: however, the momentary pause allowed the scholar to find an opportunity. He didn't hesitate to invoke his mana, and the scimitar, ten thousand times more advanced than the spear, slashed through a stream of light and swirled behind the beetle.

A piece of elytra that was more than a foot wide was cut off, and it was swept away by Thirteen Lang before it landed, and then his body flashed and disappeared.

Behind him, the angry and painful howls of insects sounded, like thousands of cicadas chirping. There are also the words of the scholar's admiration and admiration, which reached the ears of Thirteen Lang.

"It's not a fast body, it's a powerful means!"

From the point of view of the effect, there is no doubt that no matter which one of the people present, if they are on guard, this kind of method is not elegant at all.

"It's over, you're busy with me going elsewhere to play. ”

Saburo waved his arm behind him, his body like a light breeze, and disappeared into the smoke in the blink of an eye. The scholar couldn't help but shake his head when he heard his words, thinking to himself what this is called! We are fighting here to fight him to death, and it is actually a game. ...,

Come to think of it, his hand movements were not slow: the beetle lost one of its elytra and moved much less as it used to, and the situation became more and more embarrassing.

In this way, with a kick from the east and a punch from the west, Shisanlang hardly took any effort and quickly helped the two of them gain an advantage. Seeing that these two places were already a winning situation, he moved his eyes to Xiang Yibai and patiently looked for opportunities.

Thirteen Lang didn't dare to make a move easily, or he didn't want to do it easily. With the aura he exuded, Xiang Yibai might not have taken it to heart even if he noticed it: besides, he was at a disadvantage at this time, and he was almost out of breath by Mai Shaofei, so where could he notice Thirteen Lang.

Pushing the concealment method obtained from Ding Dong to the extreme, Thirteen Lang was like a ghost floating on the battlefield, his eyes staring at Xiang Yibai like a hungry eagle, ready to attack at any time.

"It's all a play, you might as well fake it. ”

I silently thought in my heart, Thirteen Lang wants to kill!

If Jusan Lang is an unsettling peeper, the ugly, cunning, daring and greedy toad is a robber or scavenger.

The Tianxin toad is fond of eating poisonous insects, but whether it is Xiang Yibai or the big man, or the big insect, the cultivation realm is far beyond it, and there is no chance to take advantage of it. However, in the face of several monks who used fire as the main means of attack, the limitations of poison cultivation were expanded to the extreme, so that Fat Fat found an opportunity and made a lot of money.

Unable to provoke the main body, it specifically sought out those scattered poisonous insects and poisonous mist, and whenever the poisonous mist floated out of the illusory figure, the Tianxin toad was always the first to arrive. Its belly seems to be endless, and its big mouth is like a powerful exhaust fan, and every time it opens its mouth and sucks, it can always be involved in a large cloud of poison. It doesn't matter once or twice, as time goes by, the poisonous spirit and the big man become more and more unsustainable, and the situation becomes worse.

The beetle's carapace was too hard and too large, and there was a hurricane roaring around him: the Tianxin Toad weighed it, thought the risks outweighed the benefits, and wisely set it aside.

In this upside-down and four-way mixing, the battlefield gradually presents a strange scene, and the poisonous spirit and the big man look around from time to time in the fight, as if the miserly boss supervises his workers: and the beetle, under the stormy attack of the scholar, has been forced back to the ground, with the help of the earth's liliang to cover the relatively weak belly, completely as if it was passively beaten.

As for the perpetrator, he is also the party Xiang Yibai, he already wants to cry without tears!

The poisonous spirit's vitality is greatly damaged, and even if it can survive, it will take more than ten years of nourishment to recover its vitality. The Blood Demon Bottle, which he used as a killer weapon to kill demon mosquitoes on a large scale, was hit by several consecutive Hokage needles on the body, and the power and agility were not as good as before: although the Hokage Needle was scrapped, the mother needle was unharmed. In other words, Mai Shaofei only suffered a few flesh wounds, but Xiang Yibai had already moved his muscles and bones, how could he talk about the same day.

If it is really a fight for their lives, the victory or defeat of the two is still unknown: however, what can be said is that Mai Shaofei will definitely be able to return to his heyday before the autumn hunt, but Xiang Yibai is destined to reduce his strength. It can even be concluded that unless he has taken shit luck, he has withdrawn from the battle for the Holy Son.

What especially chilled him was that Mai Shaofei had no intention of giving up at all: he seemed to really want to kill Xiang Yibai, and he didn't pity his mana cultivation at all, and he had the potential to become more and more courageous the more he fought.

"With the status of the young master of the Burning Spirit Clan, Shaofei swears today: Those who offend my Burning Spirit Heavenly Might, even if they are far away, they will be punished!"

Young Master Mai is worthy of being the future leader of the clan, not only is he wise and brave, but he can also learn and use the words and phrases he just learned from Thirteen Lang in a timely manner. And as these words sounded, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted in the originally quiet field around them, like thunder. ...,

The Wufang Hall was originally the territory of the Burning Spirit Clan, but it was humiliating to be deceived but not dare to speak up. Now that Young Master Mai is in a big way, not only did he beat the other party to an embarrassment, but also made such an inspiring statement, how could he not be angry!

焉能不人jī鋕! 焉能不人... 11., what that... ⒒

Many people had tears in their eyes, and they looked at the handsome figure in the air with hazy eyes, thinking silently in their hearts.

"How many years!

"How many years have the Burning Spirit Clan endured since the Battle of the New Era? How many years have they been angry, bullied, and wronged! When has there ever been such a time to raise their eyebrows and be angry?"

"Not to mention that Young Master Mai has excellent talents and great ambitions, if he can shout this sentence, even if he is a fool!

In the midst of the jī swing, I don't know who was the first to shout out, followed by a cheering and cheering.

"The young master is mighty!"

"The young master killed him!

"Let him apologize for the relics!"

"Let him detoxify Butterfly Girl!"

"Let him kowtow and admit his mistakes!"

The crowd roared, and finally converged into a rumbling thunder, and at this time, the Wufang Hall erupted with the strongest sound since its completion: it not only shook the Four Treasure Garden, but also shook the entire Wuli City, and even the entire Burning Spirit Land.

Hearing the rumbling and shouting around them, the faces of the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the other clans were gloomy, and their eyes also changed. The black robe on Yamu's body fluctuated, and Lu Mo's eyes swelled with fighting intent, and the whole person looked even more fierce: the eyes of the girl in yellow who was as cold as frost also changed, and a faint light was flickering.

Affected by the emotions of the surrounding crowd, even the monks who were presiding over the formation were a little moved, and the old man shook his head and sighed, his eyes extremely complicated. Finding that Xiang Yibai was becoming more and more difficult to resist, he was trying to gather the strength of everyone to end this battle that should not happen: but not knowing Weishenme, the old man Jumo looked up at the sky with a slight gaze.

At some point, two figures appeared in the distance, their indifferent gazes projected on the battlefield without the slightest expression.

"Why are they here?

The old man Jumo gradually became worried in his heart, and the movements in his hands slowed down unconsciously.

What he didn't expect was that because of his momentary hesitation, a drastic change occurred on the battlefield, and its impact was enough to shake the five clans and even the entire demon domain.

At this time, Mai Shaofei was forcing the jade bottle back, saying that Xiang Yibai was frustrated, and he bent his fingers again with a loud cry, and popped out a small plum blossom.

"Mai Shaofei, you really want to be a killer!"

Xiang Yibai's heart tightened suddenly, and for the first time there was a look of fear in his eyes, he didn't have time to think about anything else, he exclaimed loudly, and at the same time, his left hand was like a knife, and he slashed down his right arm with force.

At this time, Thirteen Lang's figure suddenly burst out, like a poisonous snake that had been searching for a long time and finally caught a good opportunity, and finally showed its fangs!

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