Many blue clothes rose into the air, leaving only Pan Fengqiao alone.

Pan Fengqiao sat down on the spot, guarding in front of the main hall and looking at the green-shirted disciple who had the courage to come out to speak, with a gloomy expression.

Zhu Wuxian crouched behind the ruins not far from the main hall, watching many blue clothes fly away.

"There is only one Qi Refining Quadruple, and the other brown robes and green shirts are all refining Qi one, two, three." Zhu Wuxian swept everyone's eyes, judging their cultivation from the glittering spiritual points in their eyes.

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to do it by refining qi, so I still have to make some preparations."

Zhu Wuxian's eyes narrowed, the bones on his body trembled, and his body shrank by a few points, which was the bone shrinking technique he obtained by breaking through a sand village when he swept the border bandits.

The physical body has been refined by the Sleeping Tiger Gong, and the use of the Bone Shrinking Skill is more handy, and it is a few points similar to Jin Tie in an instant.

Then he pulled out a white cloth from the storage bag he had obtained from killing the mole and wrapped it around his body, leaving only a pair of eyes.

In addition to a flying sword, a few spirit stones and a few talismans in the mole storage bag were silk and satin rolls of different colors.

Learning from Jin Tie's example, he limped out.

"This place belongs to Changtian Peak, this senior brother, you hurry up and detour."

A brown-robed disciple stepped forward and stood in front of Zhu Wuxian with one hand.

"I have something important to discuss with this senior brother in blue." The voice was hoarse, as if countless pieces of sand were rubbing.

"What's the matter?" Pan Fengqiao parted, and everyone stepped out with a displeased face.

"This matter is important, and I ask the senior brother to retreat from everyone." Zhu Wuxian bowed down, and a hoarse voice sounded.

Pan Fengqiao waved his hand with a displeased face, and the green and brown robe behind him immediately understood and moved back a little.

"Hurry up, if you don't say anything, get out of here, I don't have time to play here with you."

"Ah, yes, yes." Zhu Wuxian bent down to accept, and seemed to show a smile under the white cloth, "This thing is..."

"Death, please!" The smile suddenly closed.

Boom!

King Kong archover!

Zhu Wuxian took advantage of the momentum of leaning over, and hit King Kong with a blow and hit Pan Fengqiao hard.

"Bang!"

A black shield engraved with the texture of the turtle's back suddenly appeared in front of Pan Fengqiao, blocking the blow.

King Kong bowed his hand with great strength, and the black Xuan Shield flew backwards with Pan Fengqiao, falling in the middle of the middle disciples.

"Huh? What's going on. ”

When the disciples saw Pan Fengqiao suddenly flying, they got up in a panic and avoided it.

"You..."

Pan Fengqiao put away the shield and glared at the person in front of him, he dared to kill his fellow disciples, damn it!

Zhu Wuxian didn't say a word, took out the red waist knife, rushed forward in one step, and slashed towards Pan Fengqiao.

"Bell."

The sound of gold and iron resonated, and the Xuan Shield reappeared, blocking Zhu Wuxian's blow.

A kind of green shirt and brown robe dodged in a panic, hiding behind the ruins outside the main hall, watching from a distance, this person is too powerful, and if he and others are not careful, they will be affected by the pond fish.

"Boy, I'm a medium-grade spiritual weapon, if you want to break him, you can't do it."

Pan Fengqiao continued to hang the shield in front of him, and the magic trick in his hand kept pinching, and an inexplicable fluctuation appeared, making Zhu Wuxian feel dangerous.

Boom!

Another type of King Kong arched his hand on the shield.

Pan Fengqiao's spell pinched familiar but not fast, and Zhu Wuwu's fists slammed into the black shield of Xuan, and the shield flew upside down again, interrupting his spellcasting.

Pan Fengqiao smashed into the main hall with the Xuan Shield.

Zhu Wuxian's backhand was raised, and the red waist knife shot out, nailing it to the shield fiercely, and then his knees bent slightly, and he rushed into the main hall, and his hand was slightly overflowing with five-colored streamers.

"Dangchang!"

A crisp voice came from inside the hall.

The crimson waist knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the black shield was still levitating.

"How can you be able to repel my Black Water Xuandun with your fists and feet alone, are you refining your body, not refining your qi?"

Pan Fengqiao asked in surprise, the senior brothers and elders in the peak had mentioned the domineering of the body cultivation body many times, otherwise they would not have been able to stay outside this hall, just for the sake of the body refining technique here.

Pan Fengqiao began to pinch again, and the palpitating breath in the air reappeared.

"Phew!"

A pine bronze sword made an arc and took Pan Fengqiao's neck from the side.

At the end of the loose sword hilt, there is a five-colored light rope condensed by spiritual power, and one end of the light rope is connected to Zhu Wuxian's hand.

After such a long period of exploration, he realized a little bit of the doorway of the Imperial Envoy Flying Sword, and used the spiritual power to transform the long rope to connect the Loose Pattern Sword and control it simply.

It's not as convenient as Edgeworth's technique, it's better than simplicity.

"Phew!"

Pan Fengqiao didn't expect that this fellow disciple who might be a physical cultivator could still make a flying sword, "Up... Top grade... Spiritual Weapons..."

Before he finished speaking, his head tilted, his body fell soft, and the hanging black water shield also fell down with a bang.

Zhu Wuxian shook his hand, and the five-element light rope flew out with a loose sword, and a large hole appeared in Pan Fengqiao's neck, spurting blood outward.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon? Do you mean this sword? ”

Zhu Wuxian frowned slightly, it seems that I am shallow, and I can't even distinguish a high-grade spiritual weapon.

"Thank you for telling me the grade of this sword." Looking at the dead corpse with angry eyes, I wish you no injuries very sincerely.

Picking up the black shield on the ground, and then taking out the storage bag from Pan Fengqiao's waist, Zhu Wuxian looked out of the hall, and those disciples did not come up with interest.

"It saves me a lot of sins."

I wish no injury, so I have time to look around carefully.

The ruined palace has only half of the bricks on the ceiling above, and there are four golden pillars on the left and right sides of the hall that are about to fall, supporting the temple.

In the center of the main hall, a silver piece of paper was suspended, and the paper was shrouded in formation.

Outside the formation are the traces left by the bombardment of the flying sword spell.

The scorched black floor tiles and deep sword marks could be inferred from the solidity of this formation.

Zhu Wuxian surrounded the formation, thinking about the method of breaking the formation, and the words that Shen Qingyuan and Zhu Shu had said when they set up the formation flashed in his mind, where the formation, the eye of the formation is important, the eye of the formation is there, the formation is in, the eye of the formation is broken, the formation is broken.

walked round and round, and Zhu Wushu only hated that he had a master who was proficient in formations, and he didn't learn some of the ways of formations.

"No matter what, this refining spirit food technique must be obtained."

Zhu Wuxian clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with essence.

"Senior brother, you're finally back..."

"Senior Brother Li, someone came in just now..."

"Senior Brother Pan was killed by that man..."

……

A cacophony of voices came from outside the store.

Zhu Wuxian was startled, slapped the storage bag, and took out a round iron rod from it, and now he can't hide it.

I could already hear the footsteps of many blue clothes landing in my ears, and I wished no injury to take two steps back, exert all my strength, and pick up the iron rod.

"Woo..."

The head of the stick broke through the air, and a semicircular gas mark appeared, striking fiercely towards the formation.

The expected hard formation did not appear, the head of the stick did not make a sound, and there was no huge force of shock coming from the body of the stick.

The whole formation was like a dream bubble, the round iron rod was easily submerged, and Zhu Wuwu's body was brought into the formation with an iron rod with all its strength.

"Huh?!"

Zhu Wushu was shocked in his heart, but his hand was not slow, and he grabbed the silver paper floating above and slammed it to the ground with the iron rod.

"The art of refining spiritual food is here!"

I wish no injury, no pain, and ecstasy in my heart.

With this spell, you can refine the demon beast flesh, speed up the growth of body refining and cultivation, and then reverse the refining qi, and wait until the sixth layer of qi refining to get Shen Qingyuan's permission, learn some spells, and then go out of the mountain to compete for opportunities.

Killing the Dog Emperor is just around the corner, as long as he can get out of the mountain, the Dog Emperor will be the end of a person with his head on the ground, first kill the Emperor to vent his evil anger, and then continue to cultivate, looking for an opportunity to kill that Cao Songshan.

I wish no sadness in my heart, and I didn't notice the change in the formation at all.

The sturdy guardian formation, the pattern of the formation is constantly changing, and it slowly glows with white light.

"Stomp, stomp."

Several figures appeared at the door of the main hall, against the sun, and Zhu Wuxian squinted his eyes to see a blue dress.

"It's a big deal to fight out and get hurt."

Pick up the iron rod, wish you no injury and turn over, feel happy in your heart, do not be afraid of the head and tail, and do a game with a strong enemy that is in line with the mood at this time.

"Brush!"

An unexpected white light appeared in front of Zhu Wuxian's eyes, stabbing Zhu Wuxian's eyes tightly.

Li Xiuyan hurriedly stepped into the palace gate with a group of blue clothes, and saw that the formation that he and the others had not broken with all their might lit up with white light.

Under the white light, there seemed to be a white figure.

The white light flashed, the figure disappeared, and the formation disappeared as if it had never existed.