This scene of attack and killing came suddenly.

The red-crowned fairy, the girl in the yellow shirt, and Hou Chunsheng were stunned, and they were stunned for a while.

It's just a moment of stunnedness.

With a snap of his arms, the elf jumped out of Hou Qiusheng's chest and launched a second round of blows.

This time, the target was the red-crowned fairy, the attack was as fast as thunder, and in the flash of white light, the little elf had approached the red-crowned fairy.

"Demon, you can't hurt me!" At this time, the red-crowned fairy had already reacted to self-preservation, shouting to strengthen his courage, while sharply flicking his cuffs and offering a half-human-high bone shield.

This shield is blood-red, it is made of the scale armor of a third-order demon, the heart of the shield is inlaid with a fist-sized Jiao head, and a Jiao demon soul is sealed in the head, which can be described as both offensive and defensive, this blood Jiao shield is also the biggest treasure of the red-crowned fairy, and has repeatedly saved her in danger.

In the past against the enemy, the red-crowned fairy's first choice magic weapon must be this shield, and she is also in control, just hanging the shield in front, and the soul was released from the shield by her at the same time.

This Jiao soul is estimated to be as thick as an arm, five or six feet long, and first flew around the shield, and suddenly probed outward, and pounced on the little elf.

"Huh?" The little elf saw a big long Jiao wrapping around, and slammed his fist on the head, and the two tentacles began to burst, condensing into two light needles, and the beam of light shone out, hitting the soul head, and passing through.

At this time, the power of the beam did not weaken, and after penetrating the Jiao Soul, it continued to charge forward, hitting the shield with one blow.

Bang!

A muffled sound came, and the thick shield had been shot through, revealing two finger-thick round holes, through which you could clearly see, and two bloody holes also gushed out of the neck of the red-crowned fairy, and blood spurted out sharply, like water arrows.

Smack!

The shield slipped from the red-crowned fairy's hand.

I saw her whimpering and covering her neck, slumping on her back, moaning in pain.

The elf jumped above her head in one step, she looked up, and saw that the tentacles on the elf's forehead were once again full of demonic power, and the light needle gradually lengthened, stabbing her head, this monster was actually a simple face, but in her opinion, it was more terrifying than the demon, her pupils shrank sharply, and she suddenly felt that all thoughts were lost.

At the moment of death, she shouted hoarsely: "Wait for Daoyou, help ...... life"

Hou Qiusheng was already dead, and she was obviously calling Hou Chunsheng.

But Chunsheng Daoyou didn't want to avenge his brother at all, let alone rescue the red-crowned fairy, when the little elf hit the blood shield earlier, Chunsheng Daoyou had already picked up the yellow-shirted girl and jumped away.

It is the happiest to return to the old nest cave room to spend candles, and Hou Chunsheng will not sacrifice his life to fight with the little elves.

Unfortunately, he had just escaped from the ice cave when he suddenly saw a paper figure fly out of the hole, volleyed over his head, and intercepted his way.

Facing the bright moonlight, he saw a dense layer of blood mist wrapped in the paper man's left arm, and there seemed to be a demon spirit hidden in the mist, and he shouted nervously: "Pretend to be a god and play a ghost! Who are you sacred, and if you have the courage to reveal your true face!"

He was carrying a girl in a yellow shirt on his shoulder, which was very unfavorable to his fighting skills, but he was really reluctant to let the girl leave him, and he could hold this girl for a moment, even if he died, he felt that it was worth it.

There is an old saying about it, "People die under flowers, and ghosts are also romantic", which is quite in line with his state of mind at this time.

The monk still has seven emotions and six desires, and as long as there are passions and desires, then there are weaknesses everywhere.

The paper man didn't reply, raised his right arm, hit Hou Chunsheng's face door, and his left arm was off his shoulder, flying into the air alone, this arm was wrapped in blood mist, extremely psychic, and turned around the air, grabbing Hou Chunsheng's elbow around the girl in yellow shirt.

The paper man is clutched as he wishes, and he is attacked on both sides.

Hou Chunsheng didn't care about his head, barely blocking the paper fist that smashed into the door, and his elbow was grabbed into the bone and crushed alive.

"Ahh

Hou Chunsheng was in pain, and he shrank his injured arm, and the yellow-shirted girl on his shoulder was rescued by the paper man.

As soon as he saw the girl leaving, he shouted anxiously: "Give me back my concubine!" Even ignoring the injury, he wanted to chase the paper man and the girl in the yellow shirt.

But before he could take a step, he suddenly felt a cold frost air flow sweeping from behind him, covering him, like a mountain pressing on the top, and he couldn't move.

He has quite a lot of experience in fighting, and the moment this pressure came, he instantly exclaimed: "Xuanfetus old monster!"

He was keenly aware that there was a master of the Xuantian Stage, lurking nearby, secretly striking at him.

"It's over!" Hou Chunsheng suddenly felt a sense of despair, and confronted the Xuanfetus old monster head-on, he ended up with nine deaths, and now he was attacked by the Xuanfetus old monster from behind, and he was definitely dead and lifeless.

As soon as this terrible thought came to his mind, he seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and carried him back into the ice cave to the corpse of his brother who was waiting to survive.

Bang!

The big hand pressed lightly again, until he couldn't help but fall to his knees, he was always in a passive state, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his head at the moment, and naturally he couldn't see the true face of the old monster.

But he didn't want to be restrained, and trembled and shouted: "The seniors spare their lives, the seniors spare their lives! The little ones are willing to be slaves in life, ghost servants in death, and serve their predecessors in life and life!"

"You don't deserve it!"

The big hand slashed down with one palm, grabbed the Tianling cover, and with a little power with his five fingers, he had already captured Hou Chunsheng's divine soul and practiced it on the spot.

At this time, the paper man had just put the girl in the yellow shirt on the ground.

"Concubine Xi, thank you to the paper seniors!" Qiao Xifei thought that the paper figure was a puppet dead thing, she turned her head to look at the ice cave, and saw a white-haired man grabbing Hou Chunsheng's head, and she didn't know what magic power she was exerting.

Just now, Hou Chunsheng shouted 'Xuanfetus Old Monster', Qiao Xifei also heard it, she thought, 'That white-haired senior must be a Xuanfetus old monster, the paper man senior should be the magic weapon of the white-haired senior, should I take the initiative to enter the cave to thank the white-haired senior's life-saving kindness?'

If she is in her hometown, no matter how much she has received from outsiders, she will definitely thank her in person first, and then double the return, but since she left the territory of the Qiongtai faction, every time she passes through an unfamiliar area, she will always meet vicious gangsters, especially male cultivators, smelling the fragrance on her body, it is like seeing a rare treasure, and she has to keep it for herself, and it is difficult to ensure that the old monster of the Xuan Fetus does not have this mind.

When she was thinking nonsense, she suddenly heard a male voice on the paper man: "What are you doing stupidly, let's go into the hole!"

"Huh?" Concubine Qiao Xi looked at the paper figure again, full of suspicion: "Senior, where are you?

"What a doppelganger!" saw that the blood mist on the left arm of the paper man gathered into a ball and condensed into a half-length figure, which was a cut-out man: "I am a ghost, you can call me a scissor-cut friend!"

"Concubine Xi dare!" Concubine Qiao hurriedly saluted: "Concubine Xi thank you again for the life-saving grace of the seniors!"

"It's not that I want to save you! This Binghua Mountain is full of wild cultivators, and fighting is rampant, so I don't bother to deal with the grievances between your cultivators!"

He drove the paper man to the ice cave, and waved his hand at Concubine Qiao Xi: "Come along! the person who wants to save you is Ding Xingding senior!"

Concubine Qiao Xi originally hesitated, but when she heard the words of the paper man, her spirit couldn't help but perk: "What is Ding? Ding Xing's senior? My father's best friend is called Ding Xing, when my father left home, he left a letter to me, telling me that when I grow up, no matter what difficulties I encounter, I can go to this Uncle Ding." ”

A scissor glanced at her and said with a smile: "No wonder Brother Xing would rather expose the location of the cave mansion and come out to save people, it turns out that there is this origin!

"Uh-huh!" Qiao Xifei nodded like a chicken pecking rice, wondering if it was the same person, she was still not sure.