Leng Aoshuang's consciousness Yuan Ling hid behind Dongfang Lin, and held it for a long time before holding back this thing?

Mu Fan was secretly funny in his heart, whether he said that she was despicable and shameless, or that she would catch flaws, this sword was not a problem in his eyes.

Her sword was menacing, and it seemed to force Mu Fan to be in a dilemma.

However, Mu Fan reacted quickly, directly used the colorful peacock held by the divine ape's arm as a shield, grabbed the other party's claws, and smashed it straight towards Leng Aoshuang's head and face.

The colorful peacock transformed by the glazed heavenly fire is the fiercest flame between heaven and earth, and the cold and frosty ice sword move hit the colorful peacock, like a drop of water falling into the hot magma, and there was no movement in an instant.

Mu Fan's method of using the strange fire of heaven and earth to resolve the sword move greatly surprised Leng Aoshuang, how could anyone use the strange fire of heaven and earth as a shield?

She had condensed the sword qi for a long time and hit the colorful peacock, although it could not cause fatal damage, the sporadic sword qi beat the colorful peacock to the point of screaming.

The frightened colorful peacock waved its brightly colored wings and fanned wildly in the direction of Leng Aoshuang.

A rainbow of brilliant flames with the power of distorting space roared towards Leng Aoshuang and the others.

Although Leng Aoshuang was able to leave the Yuan Spirit, her Yuan Spirit power was not stable, and she was swept up by the heat wave caused by the strange fire, and she immediately screamed in pain.

Although the perception of the Yuan Spirit without physical confinement has been greatly improved, the negative feedback that can be transmitted back has also multiplied.

The flames burned on Yuan Ling's body, and the pain that could not be escaped went straight to the depths of his soul, Rao is cold and stinky face all year round, and he couldn't continue to maintain a cold appearance at this time.

The soul-burning sentence contorted her face, and her mouth let out a burst of screams that tingled her eardrums.

Leng Aoshuang couldn't resist the power of the strange fire, and Dongfang Lin, who had only one split soul, was also tormented by the flames.

He unleashed a sword shield to resist in front of Leng Aoshuang, blocking the tongue of fire that came from the wild attack, but his soul splitting power could not resist the power of the strange fire, and the high temperature that penetrated his soul burned his soul into black smoke.

Dongfang Lin gradually couldn't resist the flames of the strange fire, she anxiously looked at the cold and arrogant frost Yuan Spirit around her who was about to dissipate, and then looked at the self-patriarch who was burned into charcoal by He Taiyue on the ground.

With no helpers and no one in his body, Dongfang Lin felt bitter in his heart, knowing that the general trend had gone.

So he poured all the remaining soul splitting power into the spirit sword that stored the Yuan Spirit at his feet, and the spirit sword suddenly shone brightly.

"Stinky boy, you have formed a relationship with the Liangzi of this sect! Cherish today's victory, this account, the Heavenly Sword Sect will definitely get it back! ”

Dongfang Lin glared at Mu Fan angrily, and then before the tongue of fire broke through his sword qi barrier, he set up his sword light and galloped away in the opposite direction.

"There's no next time!"

Mu Fan saw the other party slip away, the arms of the divine ape were one, and with one punch, the colorful peacock fell to the ground from the air, and landed beside He Taiyue impartially: "Help me watch this guy!" ”

With a quick command, Mu Fan's whole body was boiling with blood-colored steam, and his figure blurred, turning into a line of blood and disappearing in place.

He Taiyue was one of the few black-robed alchemists in the Tianyue Kingdom, and he certainly had a way to deal with the strange fire of heaven and earth.

Moreover, he had prepared a lot of means to collect the glazed heavenly fire, and when he saw Mu Fan throw the glazed heavenly fire beside him, he immediately took out a dusty scroll from the storage bag.

The scroll was unfolded, and countless golden silk threads shot out densely from the scroll, like a sky net, and the colorful peacock was covered in it.

The colorful peacock shook its wings in horror, and countless colorful fireballs the size of a skull continued to smash into the big net, but the flames were like encountering a nemesis, and the moment they touched the golden net, they immediately disappeared into invisibility.

"The old man worked hard to get this 'Juntian Xuanshui Cover' in order to catch you, don't waste your efforts, stay honest."

He Taiyue grabbed the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, seemingly talking to Liuli Tianhuo to himself, but the smell of wine emanating from his body made the Xuanfu Mountain Elder who showed greed in his eyes dare not approach.

He Taiyue's natal flame is related to the smell of wine, the stronger the wine, the stronger the flame.

The elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect were all burned to death by him, and the two of Xuanfu Mountain might dare to have the courage to sneak attack if they were unprepared, once He Taiyue was prepared, where would they dare to risk death to take the treasure?

When He Taiyue subdued the glazed heavenly fire, almost at the same time, there was a roar of a dull hammer smashing iron from the sky.

The spirit sword wrapped in Dongfang Lin's soul power was caught up by Mu Fan, who was chasing after him with the "Blood Fury Demon Skill", and a punch slammed down from mid-air.

The spirit sword slammed upside down into the ground like a green onion, and the huge force blasted the earth out of a large crater.

Dongfang Lin's remnant soul power has been exhausted, and the condensed soul body is not only cracked and mottled, but has also become illusory, like a wisp of light smoke, which can blow him away with a breath.

He looked back at Leng Aoshuang, who was completely unconscious, looked at the sky angrily, and yelled, "Stinky boy, you're not done, aren't you? ”

"Old man, you might as well put your words here, if you dare to hurt the Yuan Spirit of the Aoshuang girl today, the Heavenly Sword Sect will definitely destroy your nine clans!"

Mu Fan heard him threaten like this, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that if you want to kill my whole family, why didn't you kill it earlier?

What are the things in this group of herdsmen, up to Mu Tianxiao, Leng Qianyun, down to Mu Renjie and Mu Hong, which one shouldn't be cut with a thousand cuts?

If this old guy had slaughtered this group of bastards of the Mu family ten or eight years earlier, maybe he would have been a little grateful to him.

Threatening him with such words now doesn't seem to be of any use other than to amuse him.

Mu Fan stepped on the mysterious flying sword, slowly floated above the big pit, looked down at Dongfang Lin who was so angry that he was incoherent, and suddenly grinned: "My master said that you are despicable and shameless, I still didn't believe it before, but now ......"

As he spoke, his right arm suddenly bloomed with golden light, and he directly unfolded the fourth recast of the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique.

The arm blessed by the golden body slammed back and slammed out a palm in his sneer, and at this moment, a sword qi as fast as thunder galloped silently from the sky.

The mighty sword qi exploded in the golden palm with a bang, blooming into a cloud of colorful Xuanli smoke and dust.

Mu Fan shook off the smoke and dust on his palm lightly, and sneered: "Thousands of miles of imperial sword...... You used this trick last time, do you think you'll still be able to sneak up on it? ”

Now that they have returned to the outside world from the power of inheritance, Dongfang Lin can certainly use the power of the body to attack.

It's just that his body is too far away from here, and he won't be able to catch up for a while, so he can only use the trick of the Thousand Miles Imperial Sword to try to "save the fire from the water".

It's a pity that Mu Fan has already seen his tricks once, and he has long been on guard in his heart, and at the same time, the fourth physique of the "Nine Turns Golden Body Technique" is not comparable to before.

Dongfang Lin's sneak attack was doomed to be in vain.

"Oh, the biggest shortcoming of young people is that they are too conceited! You think you're blocking the old man's sword, don't you? ”

Dongfang Lin suddenly smiled strangely at Mu Fan, and the sword qi that was dispersed by Mu Fan actually condensed in the air again, turning into a transparent silver lightsaber, and flew towards the direction of the mountain col where everyone had gathered.

The speed is almost the same as that of Mu Fan who performed "Blood Fury Demon Skill".

Mu Fan's brows furrowed violently when he saw this, he had already discovered that the real target of Dongfang Lin's sword was not him, but Su Mengqing, who was standing alone in place!