Li Shi saw him rushing towards the thunder net, sneered, the spirit trick in his hand pinched, and a drop of essence blood quietly melted into his fingertips, the thundercloud had just touched the power grid, and he felt that it was not as powerful as he imagined, and in the roar, he was about to tear it apart with a fierce force.

The bottom of his heart suddenly throbbed, and before he had time to stop it, the thunder net was full of lightning, and he was instantly tied up with zongzi, and in the current agitation, bursts of meat fragrance came, and the remaining two gods saw that the situation was not good, and the red light exploded, rushing straight to Li Shi, who launched the spirit technique.

Xiong Tian stepped forward, slammed his fist into Zuo Yi, and in the roar, dragged him into his battle circle, and in the shouting, the thick figure black light surged, and his fists did not leave the vital point.

The four people of the Xianmen shouted in unison, took a step, the thick fog rose, and four fierce sword lights rushed straight into the sky, and at the same time covered Jiao Yue into the four-killing sword array that could not see the five fingers.

The battle situation has become like this, seeing the death of the Taoist friends who usually have no friendship, they are already angry, today it is a big deal to die with all the Taoist friends, otherwise it will be a long time to live, if the Holy Clan wins, how can this fairy land have a place for these people.

Xiong Tian stopped defending at all, and launched a life-for-life fight, revealing the black bear body, the hair on his whole body stood upright like a steel needle, his claws formed a fist, his chest stood up and roared, the black light flashed, and he launched a bloodline skill rage, and came to Zuo Yi like lightning, and his right fist was raised like a meteorite, and he smashed down on his head.

Looking at the black fist that came in, Zuo Yi's face changed greatly, and he said secretly: "Damn, look at this might, this bear blind man didn't do his best before the co-authoring, but who did his best again!" The red light of the whole body exploded, and the red light of the Qianjun stick in the stimulation of the essence and blood was shining, I am afraid that it is not the weight of 10,000 catties, jumping high, and the momentum of Taishan is overwhelming, and the head is split.

His head was slightly deviated, and the Qianjun stick slammed heavily on his left shoulder, with his golden immortal perfect cultivation, he cut off the demon body, launched his natural skills, and the already powerful body of the demon clan, under this blow, a click sounded, the flesh and blood of the entire shoulder were blurred, and the bones were shattered.

Zuo Yi is not much better than him, the strength of the two is actually between the two of them, I wanted to withdraw after this stick, but the body was like a quagmire, unable to move, I could only watch the iron fist smash down, the whole head was like a watermelon, was beaten to pieces, the blood flashed, and he recovered instantly.

The two figures were hit at the same time, and the breath fell madly, the black light flashed, the blood in Xiong Tian's mouth surged, his left shoulder recovered, both raised their iron fists and slammed again, opened their bloody mouths, and said with a smile: "Today, Lao Tzu is going to blast your turtle grandson alive, and give this evil breath to the dead Taoist friends." ”

Seeing that the opponent was this deadly style of play, Zuo Yi couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, the brave man won when he met on a narrow road, and his momentum weakened instantly, and in a panic, he had to set up a Qianjun stick and wanted to pick up his fists, but the famous Xiong Tian, his fists were so easy to catch?

The Demon Emperor Wei has experienced a hundred battles, this small advantage is a huge opportunity in his opinion, how can he easily let it go, the blood gushing out of his mouth is integrated into the black light, his fists are like a hammer, and Mount Tai is constantly smashing down, and the blood light on the Qianjun stick is scattered, gradually revealing the body.

The black bear was tireless, like striking iron, hammering again and again, and under the strength of the bombardment of the fist, the opponent's face gradually turned pale, and the black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

A wrong move, a wrong move, seeing the cracks in the Qianjun stick in his hand, he knew that if he didn't fight back, he would be beaten to death, his eyes showed absolute color, and the sound of dripping sounded wildly.

This situation was discovered by Xiong Tian a long time ago, and he secretly sneered in his heart: "I just want to work hard now, isn't it a little late." ”

He suddenly pulled out ninety percent of the vitality essence of his body, his fists emitted a black light that attracted people's hearts, and Zuo Yi, who wanted to fight hard, couldn't help but look at the smashed fists, and his consciousness slowed down for a moment, which made him lose his last chance, and he only had time to roar angrily, and he was smashed.

In the roar, the blood light scattered, Xiong Tian saw his opponent turn into powder under the iron fist, but he still blew himself up before he died, and his frenzied energy broke the bones of his body, and he fell away like rags, sprinkling blood rain all the way, and when he fell to the ground, his vitality was almost cut off.

This battle only happened between a few breaths, and when everyone came back to their senses, the ending had already happened, and the divine sense swept through the field, Li Shi was a little relieved, fortunately, he was not dead, but only seriously injured, and there was a vitality rising in the body, presumably it was some kind of pill or something like that he had taken before.

Seeing this scene, the four people of the Xianmen clenched their teeth, they were not eager to kill the enemy, and at that moment, they all pulled out their own essence and blood vitality, and the four fairy swords in front of them suddenly became violent, and they synthesized a fairy sword with a snap of their fingers, and scattered the killing intent of piercing the sky.

In the thick white mist, Jiao Yue spun around like a headless fly, and she was already injured now, but now she was even more miserable, her clothes were cut into strips of cloth by the sword qi, and her whole body was bloodied by the countless fish-like sword qi in front of her, and the sword intent accumulated in her body rampaged, and her inner desire exploded.

The mist isolated her divine sense, and she was completely unaware of the situation outside, only to feel that the sword qi in front of her disappeared, her heart was relieved, and she didn't have time to rejoice, and the cold voice echoed in the white mist: "Four Kills Sword Formation, the first kill: Full Moon Dancing Sky!" ”

The thick white mist in front of her suddenly rolled rapidly, and a cyan sword light, spinning like a moon wheel, rushed out of the thick fog and slashed in front of her, her heart was shocked, this earth-shattering killing intent of the ghosts and gods made her scalp numb, and she might be able to resist one or two if she was not injured, but now it is just the end of the captivity, and she can only set up her twin thorns and float back.

The four-kill sword array, where it is so easy to dodge, the moon wheel came to the front like a flash, the double thorns in her hands are not mortal, and the rapid rotation and cutting are in the process, the moon wheel is gradually getting smaller, and the double thorns have lost their spirituality, as long as they come again, it must be the end of breaking into powder.

She let out a long breath, and a devilish voice sounded in her ears: "Four Kills Sword Formation, Second Kill: Sword of the Stars!" A spiritual light pierced her eyebrows like a flying fairy out of the sky before she reacted, she didn't have time to dodge, her head was pierced by the sword light, and when the red light burst out, she recovered as before, but her breath was not as good as before.

The four people of Xianmen fought repeatedly, and their spiritual power was not as good as before, and they sent out two kills to their own meridians and veins, seeing that the large array was a little unstable, and the thick white mist seemed to have a tendency to disperse, looking at each other, Qi Qi bit the tip of his tongue and desperately sent out the final blow, desperately, the four of them were already used to it.

The third kill of the four kills sword array is still the first time to use it, and the power is not very clear, but the name makes people embarrassed to call out, but how can the current situation have time to consider, I just want to kill the strong enemy in front of me, the will of the fairy gate, must be guarded, and the existence of the underworld cannot be allowed in the fairyland.

The four of them shouted in unison: "Four kills sword formation, the third kill: ...!" ”

Jiao Yue was uneasy, she didn't hear the name, and thought that they couldn't make a third kill, and her heart was settled, but unexpectedly, a cyan sword shadow flashed, vaguely the appearance of the Zhuxian Sword itself, but she didn't know it, she just opened her mouth wide and stood in place, seeing the sword shadow coming, she didn't dodge, as if she was stupid by the earth-shattering killing intent.

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