"Haha! Yeyun, you have the ability to make two moves with me!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded in the dark clouds in the east, and in an instant, a black magic dragon glimpsed into the low-hanging thick ink.

Subsequently, the soul pressure that suppressed the man in black gradually weakened, and the black shadow who survived the disaster regained his confidence and immediately counterattacked the besieging ironclad army.

The night clouds in the sky were still shaking the folding fan, but a pair of eyes were staring closely at the eastern sky, revealing a trace of cold Ling.

When that deep voice appeared, Feng Xuan turned around and flew into the air and rushed towards Qin Tao.

Tama naturally saw Feng Xuan flying up, but he was entangled by the black shadow of the counterattack at the moment, and he had no time to take care of Qin Tao.

With a crisp sound, Yeyun put away the folding fan, and a small hurricane formed in his left hand, and threw it in the direction of Feng Xuan.

Suddenly, a three-foot-tall dark cloud-colored sword shadow flew down from the clouds, plunged into the path of the hurricane, and collided with the wind.

With a loud thud, the shadow of the knife and the hurricane shattered one after another, leaving only a dilapidated mess in the twisted air.

"Yeyun, your opponent can only be me!" the deep voice sounded again.

Feng Xuan stood quietly in the air, and the collision between the sword shadow and the hurricane really made her feel frightened, and she couldn't help but stop flying.

Yeyun glanced at the startled Feng Xuan, then turned to face the eastern sky, and shouted: "Fang Liao, don't hide, come out and let's fight!"

Fang Liao in the dark clouds did not appear, and said in a deep voice: "The 'Seven Killings' night clouds also have a time to provoke people, it's really rare, haha!"

Seeing that Yeyun was restrained by Fang Liao, Feng Xuan pursed his lips and immediately rushed towards Qin Tao.

The scorching flames rekindled in the hands that hung in the air, and a transparent flame shield slowly formed around the dagger, enveloping the dagger with the holy light around it.

Fire-based energy traveled through the body, pouring the shield from the palm of the arm and circling around the dagger to warm the shaped blade. In a few moments, a flame-colored streamer emerged from the tip of the sword, and then flowed down like a stream, coating the blade of the short sword in the blink of an eye.

However, at this time, Feng Xuan's wind sword also came closer.

In an instant, a purple light suddenly lit up behind Feng Xuan's back, and then purple sword rays rushed towards Feng Xuan fiercely, weaving a sword net behind him.

The sword was everywhere, and Fang Yu also hurried to catch up, and punched the soul qi shield behind Feng Xuan's back fiercely.

In an instant, Feng Xuan bit her thin lip and suddenly rose up several wind blades from under her feet, as if defending against Shang Yu's fist and Tang Xuexin's sword.

Fang Yu snorted coldly, a three-foot-long ice pick suddenly appeared in his fist, and he shouted violently: "Little Soul Venerable dares to be so wild, it is really beyond his strength!" With that, the ice pick stabbed the back of the woman's neck.

The wind blade shattered the sword light below, but it couldn't resist the incoming ice pick, Feng Xuan's wrist shook frequently, driving the halo long sword to resist Fang Yu's attack. However, the opponent's strength was definitely much stronger than her, a third-order soul venerable, and the ice pick fiercely pierced the long sword and stabbed at Feng Xuan's chest at a rapid pace.

Silently closing her eyes, Feng Xuan's heart was like ashes, and she raised her neck and quietly waited for the moment when the ice pick pierced her chest. However, just as the tip of the ice approached her heaving chest, a knife shadow suddenly flew in and sliced the ice pick.

There was a turnaround, Feng Xuan immediately opened his eyes, turned his body with the help of the wind whirlwind around him, and sent the long sword in his hand towards Qin Tao, who was only less than five meters away.

However, at this time, Qin Tao had already completed the casting of the spirit, and when he saw the long sword stabbed by Feng Xuan, Qin Tao suddenly flew out with a short sword that controlled the float with both hands, cutting off the way of the long sword halfway.

Although the new blade has the qualities of a divine weapon, it is not as tough and ferocious as a battle-hardened weapon. The moment the short sword touched the long sword, the relatively soft blade immediately turned into a cloud of metal powder, shattering on the spot without warning.

The corners of Feng Xuan's mouth bent, and the wind blade immediately flew out, stabbing at the same time as the long sword.

Seeing the short sword shattered, Qin Tao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, but he didn't have time to mourn the lost blade, in the face of Feng Xuan's attack, he burst into flames with his fists and touched each other fiercely.

At this time, the fire dragon phantom behind him lowered his head and suddenly spat out a huge flame breath at Feng Xuan, who was attacking, forming a sea of fire in the air.

The actual fire dragon breath had the terrifying power of burning all the embers, and when he felt the heat in it, Feng Xuan hurriedly withdrew his long sword and shook layers of wind whirlwinds in front of him to defend it. But at this moment, Fang Yu had already come behind Feng Xuan and froze the woman's arms in blue ice.

The long sword was frozen along with her arms, and Feng Xuan gritted her teeth and tried to bombard the blue ice with the wind blade, but the ice cube did not have the slightest scar, but froze even tighter.

A pair of iron hands pinched the frozen arms, Fang Yu whispered close to Feng Xuan's ear: "Be honest, otherwise you will be completely frozen!" After speaking, he escorted Feng Xuan to the ground.

The crisis in the air has been resolved, but on the ground it is not good. The black shadow of the counterattack entangled the ironclad army and made it impossible for them to get out, but at this moment, a figure rushed in without warning in the iron bucket-like military formation.

With a cyan iron hammer, the cyan light all over his body, and the blood pits and ice crystals left on the armor of the ironclad army everywhere he went, Si Qing finally revealed his true colors and attacked his own countrymen.

Si Qing was as fast as lightning, and a cyan iron hammer danced even more vigorously, and after a few dodges, the ironclad army fell frequently, revealing the Purple Moon King in the upper position.

"Boy, it's too arrogant! watch the old man clean you up!" Han Bo shouted coldly, and a layer of fiery red shield condensed from his body.

As if it had been planned a long time ago, the corners of Si Qing's mouth curved slightly, and he suddenly threw a black cloth at Han Bo who flew down, but his speed did not weaken in the slightest.

The black cloth suddenly grew in size, and in the blink of an eye it had turned into a huge fishing net, with an ice crystal-like glow shining between the grids.

A hint of contempt flashed in Han Bo's eyes, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the flying fishing net without hesitation. However, the moment the tip of the sword touched the fishing net, a dark light like a demonic mist suddenly lit up in the grid, enveloping Han Bo in it.

Subsequently, the light became darker and darker, and the area under its jurisdiction gradually increased, until Han Bo was completely enveloped. Among them, Han Bo just felt that his eyes were dark, and then his whole body became more and more weak, and an inexplicable feeling of nausea appeared in his chest.

The seemingly inconspicuous fishing net instantly trapped the soul-level Han Bo, and everyone present couldn't help but be shocked. And the corners of Si Qing's curved mouth showed a touch of pride, and he waved the green hammer in his hand and rushed towards the Purple Moon King with all his might.

"This guy stole all his master's black space nets......" Tang Xuexin, who was standing on the stone pillar, felt a pang in his heart, and shot a purple moon sword at Si Qing on the ground.

Seeing that Han Bo was inexplicably trapped, King Purple Moon was surprised, but he was not half frightened by the young man in front of him. Raising his head slightly, the eyes of the Purple Moon King burst out with a shocking light, and he immediately shouted at Si Qing: "Boy, if you want to kill this king, you are still far away!"

Immediately, a kind of majestic power of the king appeared around the throne, causing the ferocity generated by the killing to suddenly weaken a lot.

Si Qing's heart froze, and the speed of the impact also weakened a little at this time. In the face of the natural king and the power of the destined king, he is still quite jealous.

Gritting his teeth hard, his right hand holding the handle of the hammer tightened a little more, and Si Qing exhausted his soul qi with all his strength, causing a dazzling cyan halo to erupt on the surface of his body. Looking closely, the halo was more like the light wrapped around the hammer, making Si Qing and the green hammer merge into one.

The mutated ice halo actually condensed a thick layer of ice above Si Qing's head, and it collided fiercely with the flying purple moon sword.

With a roar, the white ice cubes scattered with the help of the impact, and some even smashed the white stone slabs on the ground into a deep pit.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the falling ice, Si Qing rushed in front of the Purple Moon King with all his strength, and immediately raised the cyan hammer and slammed it down on the king's head.

Almost everyone in the square saw this scene, everyone who was guarding the king was frosty, and their expressions were solemn to the extreme, while everyone in the Haoling Empire opposite them was very proud, and they were all happily waiting for the Purple Moon King's death.

Even though the Emperor's imperial power weakened Si Qing's blue light, the Purple Moon King, who was not a cultivator, was still unable to parry the full force of the green hammer.

However, just as the cyan halo completely enveloped the throne and the Purple Moon King's mind was shattered, a flaming red figure appeared in front of the Purple Moon King.

"Boom"

The cyan hammer slammed into the flaming red figure, and there was a sound of bones shattering. Although Si Qing was proud, when he saw that it was not the Purple Moon King who was hit hard by the hammer, his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

The flame-red figure gradually became clear, and Si Qing's eyes gradually enlarged, and as the shocked gaze fell on the handsome face in front of him, Si Qing couldn't help but exclaim: "Lu Tao!"

Flame's right hand gripped the handle of the green hammer tightly, the broad head of the hammer resting firmly on his right chest, but there was a dark red pit of blood in the spot.

The corners of his bloodshot mouth raised a slight smug arc, Qin Tao looked at Si Qing with an incredulous expression, and said, "If you want to kill the king, it's not that easy. ”

"Brother Tao!" Tang Xuexin screamed, and crystal tears immediately slipped down the corners of her eyes.

After the shock, there was another fierce intent, and the hand holding the handle of the hammer suddenly exerted force, wanting to attack again. But to Si Qing's surprise, Qin Tao's right hand was clutching the hammer like an iron tong, and he couldn't shake it at all.

The rest of his hands flashed with a burst of blue light, and Si Qing roared angrily: "Then you will die!" Immediately, the palm of his hand slapped towards Qin Tao's head.

Qin Tao, who had already done a good job of guarding the Purple Moon King, naturally saw Si Qing's path, and his left hand grabbed the opponent's throat like lightning the moment the cyan palm struck.

The fire dragon phantom descended from the sky, roaring fiercely at Si Qing with endless dragon anger and strength. Then, Qin Tao's flaming left hand suddenly turned into a dragon claw, and he directly grabbed Si Qing's throat.

The viscous plasma stuck in his throat made a suffocating sound, and the pupils in Si Qing's eyes suddenly dilated, and he looked straight at Qin Tao opposite, which only revealed an unwilling look.

The dragon's left hand was withdrawn, and Qin Tao looked indifferently at the dissipating blue light and Si Qing, who was gradually paralyzed and collapsed, and then fell down with a black look in front of him.

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