"Vajra Talisman! Hey, high-grade talisman, there are a lot of spirit runes! ”

Jia Xuan held the green python flag, and returned to Jia Xuan's hand with one move, and the sharp blades scattered around Wang Ran had also gone back and landed in the thousand rings, and the thousand rings were spinning rapidly even in Jia Xuan's hands, making a buzzing sound.

"Is this the strength of a cultivator of a famous sect? It's amazing! ”

Wang Ran secretly thought in his heart, threw away the heavy sword that had been broken in his hand, and released the Xuanhun sword, this high-grade flying sword is not comparable to the heavy sword. Xuan Hun flying sword flew directly towards Jia Xuan, this "Qingzhu Sword Technique" recorded three kinds of swordsmanship, namely Qingzhu sword light, ten steps and one kill and sword light body protection, at this time Wang Ran used the green bamboo sword light, this sword is extremely powerful, extremely fast. If the opponent can't react, and the magic weapon in his hand is not suitable, he will be directly stabbed through by a sword.

"It's good to come!"

Jia Xuan waved the green python flag in his hand, a giant python protected himself, and a giant python had already swallowed towards the Xuanhun sword, Wang Ran's eyes did not change in the slightest, the sword trick in his hand pinched, and the speed of the sword light became faster, and he had already pierced the giant python in just an instant, and at the same time he flew towards Jia Xuan.

Jia Xuan stretched out his hand and waved, the green python flag and the Xuanhun sword collided together, and the flying sword was directly knocked away.

At this time, Qianrenhuan had also flown towards Wang Ran, and one after another sharp blades shot out, wanting to shoot Wang Ran into a hornet's nest. Wang Ran reacted quickly, performed a light body technique, and dodged to the side, and one after another sharp blades fell behind Wang Ran's back. Jia Xuan's face was ugly, and the green python flag in his hand smashed down towards Wang Ran, Wang Ran stretched out his hand and held it, the Xuanhun sword and the green python flag collided with each other, Wang Sen took the opportunity to retreat quickly, and one palm had already slapped on the thousand rings.

Jia Xuan's face was gloomy, his eyes stared coldly at Wang Ran, the Qianrenhuan had lost contact with Jia Xuan, and he could only watch Wang Ran throw it aside.

"Qinglong Sealing Spirit Talisman, I want you to die!"

Jia Xuan was furious, the green python flag in his hand kept waving, and the two giant pythons had already rushed towards Wang Ran, grinning and wanting to devour Wang Ran.

Wang Ran raised his hand and released more than a dozen fireballs, the smashed green python was in tatters, and the two green pythons turned into a giant python and continued to devour Wang Ran.

As soon as Wang Ran made a mistake, a fist-sized fireball appeared, and with a turn in Wang Ran's hand, it had already turned into three, and with a shake of Wang Ran's hand, the three fireballs had already flown towards Jia Xuan.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Jia Xuan exclaimed, the power of these three fireballs was not ordinary, the grass where the fireballs passed was already slightly scorched, and a scorching breath came from the fireballs, this was no longer an ordinary fireball technique.

Jia Xuan raised his hand and made a move, a cyan mirror appeared, emitting a misty blue light, three fireballs exploded on the cyan mirror, and everything around Jia Xuan had been swallowed by the firelight.

When the firelight disappeared, Jia Xuan's face was cold, and at the same time there was a trace of fear, the defense of the blue light mirror had been broken in a moment, if it weren't for the green python flag body, Jia Xuan would have been burned by these three fireballs.

"Ten steps and one kill!"

A sword light appeared in Jia Xuan's gaze, Jia Xuan was swallowed by the sword light before he could react, the Xuanhun sword pierced Jia Xuan's throat, but the last thing he saw was Wang Ran, who looked indifferent, standing in front of Jia Xuan with the Xuanhun sword in his hand.

"This is a storage bag?"

Wang Ran took out a small bag from Jia Xuan's body, and found nothing else, his eyes were burning on the storage bag. This kind of thing is very valuable, even the lowest-level storage bag needs a few hundred Lingbi, and if you are a little bit of Lingbi, you will choose to enhance your strength, and you will rarely buy this kind of thing, and the storage bag has basically been mastered by the sect or the family of cultivating immortals, and there are very few things that are revealed, and Wang Ran has just heard of it.

Jia Xuan, the owner of the storage bag, has died, and the prohibition left in the storage bag has also been broken, Wang Ran has easily planted his own mark, sensing the treasures inside, there are many treasures, there are a few medium-grade magic weapons, as well as elixirs and spiritual bi to enhance cultivation.

"Sure enough, if you want to be rich, you have to be these famous and decent disciples, ordinary casual cultivators can't accumulate these wealth."

Wang Ran sighed slightly, and at the same time put away the magic weapons such as the Green Python Banner and the Thousand Thousand Rings, and rushed towards another battlefield.

Wang Ran did not show his figure in a hurry, but hid in the dark to observe, Mrs. Zhong and Jia Yi are inseparable, but Mrs. Zhong is the suppressed side, if it weren't for Mrs. Zhong's strength, I'm afraid she would have fallen under Jia Yi's sword, Jia Yi uses a set of magic weapons, both offensive and defensive, and the swordsmanship is also wide open and close. Mrs. Zhong is completely deadly, and her attitude of pulling Jia Yi with her even if she is dead makes Jia Yi quite jealous.

As for Wu Lao's good use of formations, he had easily dragged down B2 and C3, and with the cooperation of the two Huang family disciples, the two sides also had a chance of winning for a while. As for Huang Rou, she had already supported Yun Rouzi and Yu Lu by herself, and at this time, Wang Ran realized that she really underestimated this eldest lady.

"If you don't take action to solve each other, don't blame us for leaving!"

Jia Yi said with some annoyance, obviously the other party's strength is not as good as his own, but he just doesn't want to play hard, he can't make himself able to speak, he doesn't want to exchange his life with this group of people.

Wang Ran made a sudden move, and the green python flag in his hand shook, and a green python roared and rushed towards Jiayi.

"Python Banner? Who? ”

Wang Ran's sudden attack also startled Jia Yi, and the six flying swords rushed towards the green python at the same time. How could Mrs. Zhong let go of such a good opportunity, the spirit sword turned into a swimming fish, disappeared in the air, and came to Jia Yi's side with a jump, killing Jia Yi.

"Get out of here!"

Jia Yi roared angrily, the spiritual power on his body exploded, and a cyan shield appeared, which was able to block the herring flying sword.

Wang Ran had also come to Jiayi's face, and the green python flag in his hand shook, as if a spear had been handed to Jiayi. As soon as Jia pulled back, the six flying swords had already shot towards Wang Ran in no particular order.

Wang Ran's reaction speed was very fast, and the blessing of the light body technique made Wang Ran's speed even more outstanding, and in a few flashes, he had already dodged the six flying swords, and at the same time, two green pythons had already flown out of the green python banner and continued to bite towards Jia Yi.

"Drink!"

Jia Yi shouted softly, and the cyan fire swept away, and the two green pythons had already turned into ashes under Jia Yi's fire flow. But before Jia Yi had time to rejoice, he had already seen the sharp blades rushing towards his face, and the thousand rings shot out nearly a thousand sharp blades as if they were raging storms.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop, I am Huang Ping, a monk of the Guang family, please spare my life, there will be a good reward!"

Jia Yi is Huang Ping said loudly, his voice was full of panic, and the cyan shield was firmly held by Zhao Ping, resisting the sharp blade in front of him. Wang Ran didn't say a word about this, but as for Mrs. Zhong's eyes, there was an angry look in her eyes, and the herring flying sword pierced Huang Ping's throat directly from behind.

All this happened so fast, from Wang Ran's shot to the killing of Huang Ping, a series of things happened so dizzily that before others even reacted to help, Zhao Ping was already dead.

"Kill!"

B Er and C San glanced at each other, and there was a violent aura on their bodies, and B Er Yi stretched out his hand and released a black Ling Flag, and one by one evil ghosts appeared from the Ling Banner and swept towards Wu Lao,

Bingsan took out a short flying sword, white as jade, but it looked as if it was made of human hand bones, at this time, Bingsan's mouth was full of words, and after a while, Bingsan's eyes were full of cold killing intent, and the hand bone short sword was even transformed into twelve, shooting towards Wang Ran and Mrs. Zhong.

There was a trace of solemnity in Wang Ran's eyes, he felt a dangerous aura from this short sword, Wang Ran used the blessing of the light body technique, and his figure was like a breeze, leaving in an instant. Mrs. Zhong's reaction was also not slow, and she was integrated with the herring flying sword, and the cyan spiritual power package seemed to be a swimming fish to dodge quickly, which turned out to be a profound escape technique.

It's just that Mrs. Zhong didn't use it to dodge the Hand Bone Flying Sword, but killed the past towards Bingsan, and now Mrs. Zhong doesn't care about her life at all.

"Humph!"

Bingsan snorted coldly, and the hand bone flying sword returned to Bingsan's hand again, and a wisp of blood flowed down the hilt of the sword on the blade, dyeing the blade red. At this moment, the Hand Bone Flying Sword seemed to have life, and in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced Madam Zhong's body.

"It's really evil enough!"

Wang Ran said solemnly, Mrs. Zhong's body seemed to have been dried by the wind, all the blood had been swallowed by the hand bone flying sword, and even the herring flying sword had dimmed, and her spirituality had lost a lot.

However, such a blow is also a big burden for Bingsan, his face has become pale, and even his eyes have withered. At this time, Yi Er had already stepped up his offensive, and countless evil ghosts rushed towards Wu Lao, Wu Lao's face was solemn, and the magic trick in his hand was fast, and with the two Huang family disciples, he actually arranged a simple formation, and in this group of evil ghosts, it was like a reef standing still.

"Sure enough, a demon cultivator is a demon cultivator, ruthless, and not afraid of cause and effect entanglement!"

Huang Rou said coldly, holding a green frost sword, and when she used the sword technique, she only felt that the sword light was bursting, and the frost was even more pervasive