The owner of the Yin Xian fan didn't want to kill him, he had encountered all miscellaneous fish before, and no one could stop him with a random blow, and the person in front of him could actually block his three moves, although he didn't use too much magic skills, but he was indeed a character, and he couldn't help but play with his heart and began to fly up.

In the face of the knife-like wind blade, the pain is getting weaker and weaker, bleeding everywhere on his body, and his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, even so, the young man was stunned and did not say a word, nor did he say a word to beg for mercy.

"Master, it seems to be Senior Brother Nie Zuo of Chiyun Peak?!"

Three days ago, after Tianzong decided to investigate the news of the birth of the "strange treasure" in Xiwu Mountain, he sent an investigation team led by the elders of the sect to engage in intelligence.

Not to mention that this elder is at the top of his strength, it doesn't mean that he will be wiped out, it is not a problem to lead the disciples to retreat, the elders of the sect are lost, and the elite disciples are lost, this is not a trivial matter, and other sects are in the same situation, but there is turmoil in various places, and there is really no way to come, so I can only entrust the Heavenly Sect, and this is why the peak master personally led the team to investigate.

Zheng Moyan didn't say much, he sacrificed his magic weapon "Ziwei" sword, quickly mobilized the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, and shouted with both hands: "Yan Fei comes north, go." ”

The "Ziwei" sword body was full of light, and a sound of breaking wind flew towards the middle-aged man with a fan, the middle-aged man didn't expect someone to attack him at this time, and he was unprepared and was repelled by this sword by as much as three meters.

As the superior of the demon clan, when did he suffer like this, it was a great shame, he was so embarrassed in front of his subordinates, and shouted angrily: "What kind of person, actually sneak attack this king, very good, very good, very good!" ”

Facing the angry bird of the demon clan, Zheng Moyan ignored him, and after repelling the demon clan, a flash came to Nie Zuo's side, Nie Zuo's body can be said to be full of holes, there is no good place, and there is blood everywhere on his body.

With his right hand, he hugged Nie Zuo, who was seriously injured, and with his left hand, he took out a bottle of "Six Emperor Pills" from his sleeve and poured out three, after thinking for a while, he poured out another one, and the four pills were directly put into his mouth, which melted in his mouth and had a hint of sweetness. (Didn't you say that kidney loss does not contain sugar?) ）

Nie Zuo was able to hold on until now by all his will, and after seeing that the person who came was Zheng Moyan with his only remaining consciousness, he used his last bit of strength.

"Zheng~ Uncle Zheng, ahem, you ~ came~ ahem, ahem, it's really ~ too ~ too good, the disciple ~ didn't ~ didn't give it to the teacher." Nie Zuo didn't finish his words and fainted directly.

"Good boy, you are the eternal pride of the master, and the master will take you home."

"Hehe, what a touching scene! Gee. "The demons behind him don't forget to say hello.

Carefully picked up Nie Zuo and handed it to the disciple next to him, the killing intent in his eyes was revealed, Nie Zuo was the third disciple of Senior Brother Qiu, and he was also the most favored disciple, and even revealed to himself that he would pass on the mantle to him in the future, how could I explain to Senior Brother Qiu? Don't give the old man a hard life!

"Your Excellency is the Wu Anjun of the Demon Clan, and you are so ruthless to a junior, you are not afraid of lowering your identity?"

In the face of questioning, Wu Anjun also smiled, and after seeing the person who turned around clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised, not to mention surprised, but shocked!

"Zheng, Zheng Moyan??! You're the one who came! ”

Who are the people who just repelled themselves? Although I had already received news that a big man from the Heavenly Sect had come to support this group of wastes, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, haha I hung the whale this time.

"Hehe, Benjun sees this kid as a talent, and wants to give him a chance to surrender to me, he himself doesn't blame others?!"

"Then I have to say thank you for my nephew?

The two of them were-for-tat, smiling on the surface, but greeting each other in their hearts, without speculating for more than half a sentence, Wu Anjun directly came to Zheng Moyan in a flash and performed a trick "Heavenly Demon Attraction", directly taking the heart position.

Zheng Moyan also sacrificed "Ziwei" to easily dissolve, and then stabbed out a sword "Purple Qi Donghui", Wu Anjun did not hide and shouted "now" to resist directly, and swung several swords in a row without any harm to him, and the two fought dozens of times without winning or losing.

The disciples wanted to go up to help but were stopped by Zheng Moyan, even if they came to help in a battle of their level, there would not be more than one corpse, and it might even affect themselves.

The astonishing energy of the two people caused the surrounding magnetic field to change, and the rainy sky stopped, and the cyan sky slowly became clearer, and the water droplets on the leaves made a "tick, tick" sound on the ground.

The breeze blew, the sun had appeared at some point, and the sunset shone on the two of them, pulling the shadows of the two of them for a long time, but the smoke around them still did not disperse, looking out of place.

Except for the sound of the wind is the sound of water droplets, the four eyes are relatively speechless, both sides are eager to kill each other, since the physical attack does not work, then the spell solves, with the strength of the two of them, it is just a warm-up exercise before, and it is definitely not possible to use ordinary moves, and then you have to use real force.

Zheng Moyan took out a charm from his arms and pasted it on the sword, and then said "slash" a sword frost and cold fourteen states, the sword body suddenly became huge, the whole body was dazzling, and it slashed towards Wu Anjun, facing the special effect blessing, at least +20 big sword, Wu Anjun did not dare to hold it up, and hurriedly used the secret technique "Heavenly Demon Phantom" to dodge the attack.

Dodging this blow, Wu Anjun looked at the position he was just now, a deep ditch appeared, and he swallowed his saliva secretly, if he was afraid that he would suffer from it just now, where would Zheng Moyan give him a chance to breathe, and it was another move "A sword piercing the heart" to hit the sword qi right in Wu Anjun.

Wu Anjun looked a little embarrassed, his hair was a little messy, and he said in his heart: Damn, I was careless, I didn't flash, there was a careless immortal in front of Fengling Du Yamamoto, and I can't follow in the footsteps today.

The battle between them had already alarmed the others, and the first to reach the battlefield was the Demon Clan's Xiangyong King.

King Xiangyong was first surprised when he saw Wu Anjun with an embarrassed face, and then looked at Zheng Moyan on the other side, and was taken aback, and immediately knew what was going on, so he couldn't help laughing and began to mock.

"Wu Anjun, why are you so embarrassed, tsk, it's really a batch of vegetables, and being made to be so embarrassed that you don't lose the face of the demons."

As soon as King Xiangyong opened his mouth, he was an old Zu'an person, Wu Anjun snorted coldly, and scolded in his heart: Pig teammate, you will die even more miserably, shut up.

Zheng Moyan watched the two of them greet each other cordially, and what made him care was that King Xiangyong was holding that person in his hand, who was Elder Wang of the sect who had been out of contact for many days.

It seemed that those who were already dead could no longer die, they were dead, blood kept flowing down his clothes, and his right arm was nowhere to be found, and it seemed that he must have been tortured inhumanly before he died.

King Xiangyong casually threw the garbage in his hand on the ground, Zheng Moyan forcibly suppressed his anger, flashed in front of Elder Wang, checked it to confirm that it was not saved, and sighed.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and another middle-aged man came, burly and ordinary, but his whole body exuded a breath of death, he was the ghost king of the ghost clan, King Jingling.

Immediately after him, there was a Wu clan Si Ming Miao Jiang who was wrapped in black robes and bandages and only showed a pair of eyes, and it was completely impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman outside.

The other one was also shrouded in a black robe, and he couldn't see what he looked like, and he couldn't identify who he was, but his strength was indeed the most powerful of these people.

Zheng Moyan didn't expect that the several major races that no one looked down on anyone on weekdays should join forces when they looked at the scene, and the faint bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, this is a "strange treasure" The birth must be a great conspiracy that has been carefully planned for a long time.

The black-robed man saw that Zheng Moyan was obviously you, and said inexplicably: "Why are you?" ”

Zheng Moyan was also a second monk, and was a little confused by this inexplicable words, it seems that this mysterious person doesn't just know me? No wonder it feels so familiar.

"Your Excellency and I are old friends?" Zheng Moyan asked rhetorically.

The mysterious man didn't speak, those few people became abnormal when the black-robed man came, obviously very afraid of this black-robed man, Zheng Moyan recalled that all the people had never heard of such a person, they were all the existence of the dominant side, and it could be said that it was impossible to subdue them.

Seeing that the black-robed man didn't speak, several people glanced at each other, and they didn't know what he was thinking, King Jingling stood up and looked at Zheng Moyan.

"Hehe, Zheng Moyan is your death today, even if you are so difficult to fly, it is useless to say more, let's die."

King Jingling obviously doesn't like to talk too much, he belongs to a real battle maniac, and in his cognition, he can do not talk nonsense.

And Wu Anjun is not a loss is rowing without oars, all his life depends on the waves, at this time, he wants to take advantage of the waves and stretch out his hand to stop King Jingling.

"We worked hard to run such a big game, and we originally planned to wipe out the Terran elites, hehe, I didn't expect to catch your "whale", you killed him directly, who knows?! ”

"Haha, I didn't expect you Terrans to be so stupid, you really believe in the "Strange Treasure", I didn't believe it at first. "King Xiangyong, the old Zu'an person, naturally will not let go of any opportunity to say hello.