Several monks surrounded Zhao Fu and Yin Xiaocai, and the distance was so close that Zhao Fu finally saw the symbol of the sect on their chests clearly.

It was three small swords, with a silk thread in the middle, this symbol was a sect called the Wind Sword Sect, and the trick of this sect was a combination of wind and sword, and it was known for its aggressiveness.

Behind everyone's back, they carry a long sword.

Just when several monks of the Wind Sword Sect sneered and were about to make a move on Zhao Fu, the other side had already begun to make a move.

Although there were two senior brothers on the other side of the nuns to help, it was obvious that they had also encountered big trouble before, and all three of them were injured, and they were all monks of the Foundation Building Realm.

In the case that the number and realm are all backward, even if the three of them desperately resist, in exchange for more intense insults.

Several monks of the Wind Sword Sect put their right index fingers and middle fingers together, standing them on their chests, chanting words in their mouths, spiritual power surging on the surface of their bodies, and then the long sword behind them came out of its sheath.

The long sword looked ghostly under the moonlight, the cold light was pressing, and on the sword body of each long sword, there was a faint trace of wind whirlwind.

As soon as these whirlwinds appeared, they made a whistling sound.

With the blessing of the whirlwind, these long swords move quickly in the air, more agile and faster than ordinary flying swords.

The two injured monks of the other sects were naturally invincible, and they were quickly knocked to the ground, and several blood holes were poked out of their bodies.

Two Wind Sword Sect monks stepped forward and laughed wildly and stepped on the faces of the two other sect disciples, stomping their heads deep into the dirt.

Such humiliation made them roar like beasts, their eyes blood-red, and they were about to struggle to get up and fight desperately, but the monks of the Wind Sword Sect pierced their legs and arms, and they were not allowed to stand up at all.

"It's good that you two are alive, let me show you how your junior sister is being played with by us!" Several Wind Sword Sect disciples laughed and said.

And the friar was even worse, the people of the Wind Sword Sect seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on the friar, and the long sword swept over, but it only destroyed the friar's clothes.

It didn't take long for the smooth skin to be exposed to everyone.

The pear blossoms that the nun cried brought rain, and she was pitiful, but at this time she was like a plaything, and she couldn't resist at all, and her tears kept falling.

This scene even stimulated the bestiality of these Wind Sword Sect disciples, and they approached step by step, with Yin Evil in their eyes and a cold smile on the corner of their mouths.

When Yin Xiaocai saw this scene, her mind exploded like a "bang", and the appearance of the female monk made her involuntarily connect with herself.

"Damn it, you're a bunch of brutes!"

The thorn iron lotus suddenly flew out of her body, and she pointed towards the iron lotus, and a spiritual power rushed directly into the iron lotus.

In an instant, the Iron Lotus petals spread out and swirled towards the monks of the Wind Sword Sect in front of them, the edges were as sharp as knives, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air.

The petals of the thorn iron lotus are small and as thin as cicada wings, so they move very quickly, and the cold light suddenly pierces the blood-colored night light.

However, the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect, the Imperial Sword Book is also known for its speed, and it is not weak at all compared to the Iron Lotus Petals.

Several disciples controlled their iron swords and easily stopped them.

There was even one person who came out idle, controlling the iron sword to attack Zhao Fu.

In their opinion, the two Foundation Building Realm cultivators were not casually manipulated by them? Even the monk of the Divine Realm was the same.

Huo Ling'er, who was hidden in Zhao Fu's sea of knowledge, spoke at this moment, and her voice contained anger: "Zhao Fu, what are you waiting for, do it!"

"Then you still have to say it!"

Zhao Fu saw that the female cultivator of another sect was about to be humiliated, and a raging anger also rose in his heart, and when an iron sword rushed towards him, thunder and flames suddenly stretched out on his back.

Thunder and fire!

Rumble!

In an instant, Zhao Fu turned into a bright streamer, and his body suddenly rushed forward, and the monks of the Wind Sword Sect did not take them seriously, so the distance between them was not far.

This distance is fleeting for Zhao Fu!

And Zhao Fu's target is the Yun God Realm cultivator who is the leader!

Without any bells and whistles, Zhao Fu rushed in front of the Yunshen Realm monk and smashed it with a very simple punch.

But with Zhao Fu's physical strength, this punch was like a heavy hammer, wrapped in a piercing whistling sound!

No one in the Wind Sword Sect would have expected that Zhao Fu would have such speed, even if they had a flying sword blessed by the wind, they would not have time to return to help.

The Yunshen Realm monk had no choice but to block his arms in front of him, attaching spiritual power, in a vain attempt to block this blow.

"Get out of here!"

With a bang, the Yunshen Realm monk was smashed by a punch and flew out, and the two arms that resisted the fist hung down weakly at this time, and the bones shattered.

Zhao Fu punched angrily, if he didn't have an arm to resist, this blow could smash the monk's head!

Seeing that the punch didn't work, Zhao Fu's body suddenly rushed forward and continued to rush forward, chasing after him, even before the monk hit the ground, he rushed to his landing point.

The Yun Shen Realm cultivator was extremely surprised in his heart, but he was not a mediocre person, before he landed, he cast his divine thoughts and brutally crashed into Zhao Fu.

The difference between a cultivator of the Divine Realm and a monk of the Foundation Realm is that in terms of divine thoughts, the divine thoughts are displayed, and even if there is no subtle means of manipulating divine thoughts, it is difficult for the monks of the Foundation Building Realm to resist.

But on the contrary, Zhao Fusheng withstood the attack of this divine thought, but he still stood in place as if he was nothing. jj.br>

Huo Ling'er recovered a little, and helping Zhao Fu resist these divine thoughts of the Divine Realm was as simple as eating and drinking.

When the Yun Shen Realm monk saw this scene, his heart couldn't help but feel cold, but at this time, he saw two more things beside Zhao Fu.

Black spikes and a short sword.

"Two magic weapons?" The monks of the Yunshen Realm were even more frightened, ordinary foundation building realm monks, one magic weapon is already rare, two magic weapons in hand, aren't they those geniuses?

It's just that as the leader of the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect, this person also has a magic weapon in his hand, and I saw him reach out and take out a snow-white bead in his arms, and then blow at the bead.

Snowflakes floated from the white beads, followed by an extreme cold air surging out, and even the ground was frozen with a thick layer of ice everywhere it passed!

After the Yunshen Realm monk finished using his means, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, he expected that Zhao Fu would definitely not be able to dodge, and as long as he avoided this catastrophe, he didn't have to be afraid of Zhao Fu at all.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that his thinking seemed to pause for a moment, and then Zhao Fu appeared in front of him.

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