"There is no one who hasn't given us the face of the Freedom Sword Sect. ”

Feng Ru sneered, and finally revealed his true face.

"Tell you, this Penglai, you have to go today, and you have to go if you don't go!"

Feng Ru shouted.

"Very well, I hope you have the strength to keep us here. ”

Su Ye held the Purple Phoenix Sword and the Green Shadow Sword in his hands at the same time, it seemed that this time it was necessary to fight.

"Wait~"

The little monk suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Ye's sleeve to stop it.

"Brother Feng, I hope you can give me a face, and give the Pure Land Temple a face. ”

At present, the little monk can only count on using the Pure Land Temple to suppress the opposite side.

"What is Jodoji Temple?"

Feng Ru smiled, looking very unconcerned.

"It's the temple where Xuanzang is. ”

Feng Ya whispered in Feng Ru's ear.

"Xuanzang?"

Feng Ru finally changed his face when he heard Xuanzang's two words.

"Indeed, Xuanzang is my senior brother. ”

The little monk saw that it had an effect and hurriedly said.

"Hmph~ The thirteen swords of my free sword sect are not necessarily weaker than Xuanzang. ”

The man gritted his teeth.

"Senior brother, this is not good, in case Xuanzang comes to the door at that time, and this matter is our fault. ”

Feng Ya was also very embarrassed to look at Feng Yadao.

"I said, Senior Sister, are you from our Freedom Sword Sect or from the Pure Land Temple, why do you keep talking to those bald donkeys?"

Feng Ya looked at Feng Ya with an angry face.

"Good~"

Feng Ya was speechless for a while.

"Then let's see what you're capable of. ”

Feng Ya turned the folding fan in her hand, revealing a landscape painting.

"Splashing ink mountains and rivers~"

Feng Ya threw down the fan and shouted, only to see that the ink painting on the fan actually moved slowly and surged around Su Ye and the others.

"You Freedom Sword Sect really want to offend the Pure Land Temple. ”

The little monk shouted unwillingly.

"It's useless! you better go to Penglai to explore my way with peace of mind!"

Feng Ya waved her fan and smiled.

"Poof~"

Su Ye directly waved the purple phoenix knife and looked at the surrounding ink paintings and slashed them, but found that the blade seemed to be wrapped in something and couldn't move.

"Okay, good~ It's useless, my fan is the inheritance weapon of the second sword blade of our Freedom Sword Sect, the ink fan. ”

The man was complacent while waving a fan while watching Su Ye and the others keep dealing with the surrounding ink.

"Hurry!"

Feng Ya's eyes sharpened, and she shouted softly.

"Be careful!"

Su Ye saw that the ink paintings around him kept shaking, and in the next second, a soldier made of ink suddenly rushed out with a big knife and roared.

"Ding~"

Su Ye hurriedly picked up the soldier's machete, otherwise if this knife went down, his thighs would probably be gone.

"And so. ”

Feng Ya turned the fan around again, and in an instant, more than a dozen ink soldiers rushed out at the same time, this ink fan is an artifact that integrates attacking and trapping people, as long as you get the black blood gun, it is not a matter of words to become the peak master of the first peak? Thinking of this, Feng Ya couldn't help but smile, as if she was now sitting in the position of the first peak.

"Wind Disaster~"

Su Ye's eyes slowly turned purple, but the knife in his hand cut off the head of an ink soldier at an incredible angle.

"Drink~"

Then, Su Ye flipped his wrist around again and killed the ink soldier who rushed towards the little monk next to him.

"I have to find a way to rush out~"

Ye Liangchen blew up the head of the ink soldier in front of him with a punch, and looked at Su Ye with a slight frown.

"Good~"

Su Ye unleashed his G strength to try to see the weakness of the surrounding ink circles.

"Damn! I can't find it!"

Su Ye hit the heart of the ink soldier with another sword.

"Hahahaha! If you find it, I'll jump right from the bow of this boat. ”

Feng Ru waved his fan very proudly.

"Let me come!"

The little monk took out the previous vajra from his arms and smashed it on the ink circle.

"Bang~"

The ink circle finally moved, and it kept squirming slowly.

"It works! Senior brother, you go on, let's deal with these ink soldiers!"

Su Ye saw that there was a play, and he also sped up the movements in his hands, constantly harvesting one ink soldier after another.

"Huh~"

Feng Ya's face revealed a slightly panicked look, this was the first time he had encountered this situation, and he thought that the invincible ink fan would be almost blown away by an attack by a bald donkey who had never seen the world.

"Don't think about it!"

"Solid!"

Feng Ya turned the fan around and shouted loudly, but this time the confidence in her words was not as strong as before.

"Bell~"

The little monk here smashed the ink circle with his fist and circle, seeing that the circle was about to hold on, but the ink left by the ink soldiers who were killed by Su Ye and others before floated back into the ink circle.

"Senior sister!"

Feng Ya saw that she couldn't hold on, and hurriedly called out to Feng Ya, who had been watching the play next to her.

"Come and help me!"

Feng Ya seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, her face had begun to gradually turn white, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Senior brother, if we let him go, your ancestor will go back and blame you. ”

At this time, Fengya still persuaded.

"Shut up, do you know what I paid to get out this time!!

"I gave up my resources, and even gave up my discipleship qualification for the first peak!"

"Shut up!"

Feng Ru's face was slightly red at this time, and he scolded.

"Give me your ruler!"

"Otherwise, you'll die!"

Feng Ru then shouted loudly, as if the relationship between the two of them was not very good.

"Good~"

Feng Ya's face showed a frightened expression, and she hurriedly took out a blackened ruler from her pocket and threw it to Feng Ru far away.

"I'll see how you guys managed to get out this time. ”

Feng Ru laughed almost maniacally.

"Xuanmo Ruler!"

Feng Ru's self-confidence in getting the ruler seemed to return to his body again, and he threw the ruler directly over the ink circle, originally this fan and this ruler were made of the same material, and when the two weapons were used at the same time, the power would be greatly enhanced.

"Be careful!"

Looking at the ruler that kept spinning above his head, Su Ye reminded everyone.

"Suddenly!"

Feng Ru put his fingers together and read softly.

Suddenly, countless phantoms of rulers flew out from the rulers above everyone's heads in an instant.

"Puff~"

Su Ye didn't react for the first time, and was cut into a scar on his arm by a ruler.

"Flutter~"

At this time, everyone was also embarrassed, but it was difficult to exert their skills, especially Yuan Fei, a long-range hand did not have any good melee methods, and his body was already full of scars.