How could Shen Tu not be able to detect a sneak attack from behind.

He turned around lightly, and with a wave of his right arm, a huge black spiritual flame appeared in front of him.

With the slight flick of his fingers, the spiritual power flames suddenly burst out, turning into flame bullets, scattering and spraying in all directions, covering the six "Nangong Spirits" in the attack range at the same time.

The six "Nangong Spirits" in front of him suddenly appeared in superimposed shadows, and they all disappeared, and the flame bombs in the sky all missed.

The next moment, Nangong Ling's body had already appeared on the other side of the three zhang away from Shentu, his starry eyes were rippling, his pink skirt was fluttering, as if he was as elegant and elegant as a fairy, and even his hair was not messy.

"Illusion Spiritual Skill?" Nangong Ling's excellent combat awareness surprised Shen Tu, "It's rare. ”

This "Senluo Wanxiang Divine Skill" is similar to Shangguan Junyi's "Two-Pole Yin and Yang Skill", which has the characteristics of both exercises and spiritual skills, and is also among the top ranks of all star spirit grade exercises in ancient times.

Nangong Ling didn't stop, and soon disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already conjured twelve graceful figures and surrounded Shentuan.

The twelve "Nangong Ling" swords in their hands waved together, and all kinds of sword light swirled and flew around their bodies, shining with brilliance and flowers, and they actually displayed the "Returning Wind and Falling Goose Sword Technique" that Liu Qiqi had practiced hard for a long time.

It has not been many days since Zhong Wen translated the "Huifeng Luoyan Sword Technique" and "Mixed Yuan Dao Sword", and it is really unbelievable that she has practiced these two high-grade swordsmanship skillfully and comprehended the spiritual skills at the same time without the "Daigo Empowerment".

The visual effect of the "Returning Wind and Falling Goose Sword Technique" was already full of bells and whistles, but now the twelve "Nangong Spirits" were displayed at the same time, and countless colorful sword lights were flying like wild bees, scurrying around, and if someone with a little worse concentration saw it, he was afraid that he would be dizzy and faint directly.

For the first time, Shen Tu's face showed a solemn expression, his hands were folded, and the spiritual power mist surrounded his body impenetrable, and he actually took a defensive position.

"Go!"

Nangong Ling let out a coquettish cry in his mouth, and the colored streamers around Shen Tu shot towards him at the same time.

If you hadn't made a move, I wouldn't have been able to see where the body was, and now it's not exposed?

Sensing that a certain part of the encirclement was under attack, the corners of Shen Tu's mouth rose, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

The surrounding spiritual mist suddenly converged towards that place, and he grabbed it fiercely in the direction of the attack.

However, this inevitable grasp fell short.

Shen Tu's face froze, knowing that something was wrong, and before he could re-disperse the black spiritual mist, several colored sword lights had already struck from behind, as fast as the wind, and as powerful as a rainbow.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, the sword light entered from behind Shen Tu, and burst out from his chest, stabbing him fiercely.

The "fifth pillar" staggered, staggered, barely walked out of less than a kilometer distance, and could no longer support it, and fell to the ground with a "poof".

Is this the master of the "Dark Temple"?

But that's it!

Nangong Ling looked at Shen Tu lying on the ground, and was about to put the sword into the sheath, when a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.

Wrong!

Shadows flashed on her body and disappeared in place.

Almost at the same moment, a palm with black flames appeared where Nangong Ling was standing, holding a piece of pink cloth in his hand.

Under the black spiritual fire, the pink stripe with orange stripes instantly turned to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Tu's tall and thin figure appeared at the location where Nangong Ling disappeared, with a cruel smile on his face, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

A few feet away in front of him, Nangong Ling's figure emerged, the sleeve of his left arm was torn off a large piece, and the black mist diffused and spread along the gap.

Nangong Ling reacted extremely quickly, the sword light in his right hand flickered, and he removed the entire left sleeve with a "swish", revealing a snow-white arm that was as smooth as jade.

"What an amazing woman. Shen Tu stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, the longing in his eyes intensified, "I want you more and more." ”

"Illusion?" Nangong Ling looked at Shen Tu in front of him, and then glanced at the "corpse" on the ground that was gradually dissipating, with a trace of solemnity on his face.

"You're not the only one who knows illusions. Shen Tu's tone was very relaxed, "Your strength is very strong, but it's a pity that you met me." ”

"Really?" Nangong Ling lost his mind for a moment, and soon regained his vitality, his beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, and he smiled skillfully: "I think that meeting me is your greatest misfortune." ”

Before the words fell, her body flickered, and she actually conjured twenty-four phantoms.

These twenty-four "Nangong Spirits" instantly scattered in all directions, all over the battlefield, their movements were no longer the same, some stood on the ground, some sat on trees, some used the "Returning Wind and Falling Goose Sword Technique" to attack Shen Tu, and some launched the "Light Splitting Sword Technique" to sneak attack the Liangshan bandits and scattered cultivators who were fighting with others.

For a while, in the eyes of everyone on both sides of the war, Nangong's graceful posture was everywhere, only to feel that the sky and the earth were everywhere, flickering left and right, weird and unpredictable, and there was actually a kind of "one person into an army" posture.

What a woman!

She can only belong to me!

Shen Tu's heart ignited with a raging desire, and he slowly raised his right hand surrounded by black flames, and faced the three "Nangong Spirits" who attacked in front of him......

"Sure enough, it's a bunch of waste. Ghost Xiao raised the giant blade in his hand and slowly walked towards the crowd, "It's really a shame to be on the same level as these fools. ”

He looked around and saw that the other three had opponents, so he didn't bother to step forward to attack, so he set his eyes on Zheng Yueting.

I saw that this green-shirted girl had bright eyes and bright teeth, a heroic posture, and the lancet in her hand was like a rainbow.

"It's so-so. Ghost Xiao muttered softly, "I'll cut you first." ”

After that, he shook his feet, obviously holding a heavy giant blade like a door panel, but his figure was as fast as the wind, and instantly appeared between Zheng Yueting and the two Liangshan bandits, raised the giant blade in his hand, and slashed towards Zheng Yueting.

Zheng Yueting was in the middle of a battle, and suddenly heard the sound of the air roaring from above, and hurriedly tiptoed to the ground, launched the "Immortal Step in the Clouds", and floated backwards two feet.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the giant blade of the ghost ray, with black firelight, smashed into the place where the girl was standing, and the astonishing power chiseled a pit into the ground, causing stones to splash and dust to fly.

What a strong force!

Zheng Yueting's complexion changed slightly, and the pressure brought to her by the masked man holding a giant blade in front of her was actually a few points stronger than Nangong Ling, Liu Qiqi and others.

The ghost ray missed, and did not stop, kicked his foot, and his whole body bounced out violently, turning around in the air, and the giant blade in his hand chased Zheng Yueting again with a condescending momentum.

"Phew!"

Zheng Yueting gritted her teeth, unfolded the "Eighteen Knives of Broken Waves" to meet it, the giant blade and the lancet collided together, making an amazing sound, she only felt a huge force like a mountain coming along the blade, shaking the entire right half of her body almost unconscious, stumbling under her feet, and almost falling to the ground.

If it weren't for her quick eyes and quick hands, she held the tiger's mouth with her right hand with her left hand, but she was afraid that she would not even be able to hold the lancet and would leave her hand.

"Huh?" Ghost Xiao didn't expect this delicate girl to be able to resist the attack of the giant blade, so she didn't continue to pursue, but instead praised it, "Not bad." ”

Zheng Yueting got a chance to breathe, hurriedly took two steps back, and urged the "Taihang Song Technique", the spiritual power of the star spirit grade flowed all over her body, and her originally paralyzed right hand quickly regained consciousness.

Knowing that she had met the great enemy of her life, her eyes were unusually solemn, and the lancet in her right hand was raised in front of her, assuming a posture of full vigilance.

"You're better than that shit in Baili. Ghost Xiao slowly raised the giant blade, "Come again!"

He seemed to take a step lightly, but he made a clever step of shrinking the ground into inches, and instantly appeared in front of Zheng Yueting, the surface of the giant blade was wrapped in black flames, as if carrying the power of a thousand jun, and slashed horizontally towards Zheng Yueting's waist.

This time, Zheng Yueting, who was on guard, no longer fought hard with him, the lotus feet were light, the steps were elegant, and she narrowly avoided this powerful slash, her cherry lips opened lightly, and she actually began to sing a song, the girl's delicate voice with a beautiful melody was as intoxicating as fairy music.

At the same time as the song sounded, her momentum changed, and the lancet in her hand turned into rolling waves, surging towards the ghost, and the power was completely different from before.

Taihang Song Formula, a magical technique that can become stronger by singing!

Ghost Xiao's move failed, seeing the other party's counterattack surging, but he didn't panic, just used the giant blade in his hand as a shield, and with a "poof" sound, he easily blocked Zheng Yueting's knife momentum.

However, the girl's offensive was as turbulent as the waves, just after a knife, and then again, it was actually wave after wave, endlessly.

"Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!"

Ghost Xiao lost the opportunity, so he had to shake the giant blade in his hand left and right, using it as a huge shield, back and forth to resist Zheng Yueting's attack, as the opponent's knife became more and more ferocious, he gradually felt that his arm was sore, and he was a little tired of coping.

I would actually be suppressed by a woman!

Ghost Xiao has always had eyes above the top, and even the other eleven people in the "Twelve Pillars" are not in his eyes, and now that a young woman like Zheng Yueting is beaten like a turtle with a shrunken head, how can she swallow this breath.

The fierce light in his eyes was magnificent, his right hand was still resisting Zheng Yueting's knife momentum, but his left hand grabbed the void, turning into a black flame dragon in the air.

The dragon's long body coiled in several circles, its teeth and claws, its mouth spitting black spiritual flames, and roared angrily towards Zheng Yueting, who was swinging her knife and slashing.

He actually practiced the "Soul Devouring Flame Dragon Kill"!

The hearts of the other three "Dark Temple" people were shocked, and they looked at the black dragon hovering in the air, revealing expressions of disbelief.

Zheng Yueting looked at the six roads, and the moment she found the dragon, she knew that nothing could be done, and her body quickly retreated, and she quickly retreated beyond the dragon's attack track.

Seeing the black dragon brushing Zheng Yueting's body, Ghost Xiao's left hand suddenly raised slightly, and the dragon that was about to hit the ground suddenly raised its head, jumped forward for some distance, and crashed into Zheng Yueting's chest unexpectedly.

"It's actually 'the dragon raising its head!'" Shen Tu, who was struggling with Nangong Ling, couldn't help but exclaim.

The "Soul Devouring Flame Dragon Kill" is extremely powerful, but it is not a control spirit skill, and only a very small number of geniuses who have honed this spirit skill to the extreme can make the dragon that has already been beaten out change direction.

The dragon raises its head, it is the top combat method... Cultivating the unique skills of genius.