No matter what method is used or what path he takes, being able to enter the sea of books means that this person must be a monk in the three realms and below.

The stubble man with a cold face in front of him will naturally not exceed this realm.

Luo Fuyuan felt that this person's cultivation was the same as his own, and he was also a monk of the Three Realms, but his strength was faintly higher than his own.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the mountain soul emerged from behind him, and the aura exuding from his body became more and more condensed.

The small boat under his feet seemed to sink a little, and the heavy mountain-like pressure on the sea surface, the people on all sides were slightly startled, you must know that Luo Fuyuan had already suffered a lot of injuries before entering the sea of books, and he never thought that he had recovered almost in just a few days, and it seemed that he had comprehended something from the battle with Li Xiu, and his strength realm was a little deeper.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the personal inheritance of the Holy Sect.

The Yin Cao man stood in front of him, his stubble face full of stubble, no joy or sorrow.

The punch just now was just a temptation, and since it was a temptation, they would naturally feel the gap between each other.

Luo Fuyuan is very strong, and his strength has improved, but after all, the injury has not healed, and he is stronger than in the past when he first fights, but if he falls into a stalemate, his strength will inevitably regress.

"It's a gloomy thing, you just have to watch quietly and don't interfere. ”

The Yin Cao man stared at Luo Fuyuan like a jackal staring at a lamb, his eyes were cold and cold.

"So what?"

Luo Fuyuan snorted coldly, and didn't talk nonsense, the mountains behind him moved out, and the whole person's body approached forward again.

"Look for death. ”

The stubble man tilted his head, and Furui Wubo's face showed a ruthless look.

The mountains crushed down, the huge pressure swept down, and the fog rising from the sea surface actually dispersed in all directions, revealing the dark yellow sea water, but the Yin Cao man did not dodge or dodge, his body rushed forward and leaned forward with his shoulders, and he regretted it on the mountain.

A loud bang rang out between the two of them, and a furious wave of air tossed over the fog beneath their feet.

attracted the attention of countless people, but Hua Yuyao's eyes couldn't help but pass for a moment.

Feng Yuxiu didn't look back, he naturally believed in the strength of the old sheep, that Luo Fuyuan was certainly strong, but if he wanted to beat the old sheep, he was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

The crowd confronted each other, and two terrible battles broke out on the sea in the middle.

Many people in the barren state had their eyes flashing, they were not in front of the academy at this moment, there was only one chance, no matter who won between the four of them, it would not be their turn, in that case, why not take this opportunity to start?

Once the scene is chaotic, the fate falls into the hands of whom, it is really all up to heaven.

The battle became more and more stale, but the atmosphere in the field became more and more weird, many people quietly distanced themselves from each other, their eyes fell on Mo Qinghuan's body through the battlefield, and their breathing gradually became heavy.

I don't know who took the first step, and then everyone rushed forward frantically, sweeping over the sky like locusts.

The academy disciples let out an angry roar, and the Tang people greeted them without flinching with swords in hand.

The scene became chaotic for a moment.

"Let's do it together, as long as we defeat the person in front of us, no one will be able to stop us and others. ”

Miss Rui looked at Luo Fuyuan, who had fallen into the downwind, and said with a sinking face.

Zhou Yuan's footsteps were stunned, he originally wanted to rush in directly and kill Mo Qinghuan, Hua Yuyao and Feng Yuxiu were blocked, and the disciples of the academy were also entangled by the people of Huangzhou, and there were almost no people who could stop him.

However, after hearing Miss Rui's words, he still snorted coldly and retracted his steps, Luo Fuyuan had a good relationship with his brother Zhou Luo within the Holy Sect, and it was impossible for him to let this relationship go.

"Even if the three of you go together, what are you afraid of?"

The old sheep didn't even look at them, and his hand moved wide open and closed, causing the mountain to keep vibrating.

Although it was far from crumbling, Luo Fuyuan's face became more and more solemn.

The Styx of the Underworld suddenly appeared, and Miss Rui's body disappeared into the shadows, as if she was about to deal a fatal blow to the old sheep at any moment.

Zhou Yuan held a red gold halberd, and the bright yellow armor on his body bloomed with golden light, as if the gods had descended, and the original decline of the three of them suddenly disappeared, and the balance of the battle gradually balanced.

......

"These people are really not afraid of death. ”

Chu Heng held his sword with a cold face, he belonged to the top level among the Chengyi monks, the monks of the Three Realms were blocked by the Tang people and could not come over, and the Chengyi monks in the wasteland could not pose a threat to him.

"Whether you are afraid of death or not, you will die if you cut it with a knife. ”

Liang Xiaodao cut off the head of a person in a wasteland in front of him, blood spurted out of him, and said lightly.

His front was very empty, and when he invited Qi Yuanbin and Chen Sining to fight in the academy before, he had already made countless people remember his strength, so few monks would come to the door directly.

The people of the demon clan were not watching, and they swept into the field and began to fight, for them, there was no difference between the Tang people and the people of Huangzhou, as long as they stood in front of them, they would die.

The corpse fell into the sea like a dumpling, and the ubiquitous spiritual pressure washed away the mist, revealing a dark red sea.

Blood stained the dusk red.

There are only four people from Shangqing Palace who came to the Tang Dynasty, and the old woman of the Five Realms is naturally not here.

Hua Yuyao and Feng Yuxiu were still fighting, the petals kept growing and then shattering, and that face also became pale

White up.

The two followers' eyes sank, and then they got up and swept towards the rain of flowers, wanting to fight more and less like Zhou Yuan and the others, but now they are not fighting, it is really time to divide life and death, who cares so much about you.

But there are really people who care.

The dim lantern flickered more and more, and the last woman in the wooden boat stood up to block the path of the two of them.

The hat was taken off, revealing a very ordinary face, not very good-looking, and when put in the crowd, it would ignore the past and not stop for a moment.

"So many people are competing for opportunities, and you don't interfere, but you come to stop the two of us, isn't it a little bit of a big loss?"

It can be seen from Feng Yuxiu and Lao Yang's bodies that although Yin Cao only came to three people, none of them were fuel-efficient lamps, and the strength of the middle-aged woman in front of them was not as good as the two of them.

With the two of them, it is categorically invincible.

"What's the use of more waste?"

The Yin Cao woman spoke, her appearance was ordinary, and her voice was also ordinary, the only thing that was not ordinary was the disdain in her voice.

That's a real disdain from the heart.

Hua Yuyao had already lost the upper hand, and there were many wounds on Feng Yuxiu's body, but the sword was getting faster and fiercer.

"But someone killed this person with us and the others? count me as a debt to you in the Qing Palace. ”

The two attendants spoke to the left and right.

As soon as these words came out, many people's bodies stopped in mid-air, and their eyes began to flicker, they were not fools, nor were they reckless.

No matter how good the chance is, there is only one chance after all, there are thousands of people in the field, and the chance of their turn is very small, not to mention that there are also the Holy Sect and the others, the Demon Clan and Hua Yuyao and others eyeing each other.

Since it is impossible to get it, it is better to sell a favor to the Qing Palace at this time.

After all, it is a first-class force in the Wasteland, and there are powerhouses in the Five Realms in the door, and getting their favor will definitely not be small for the help of walking in the Wasteland in the future.

"As long as someone helps the saint to overcome that person, I will be grateful to the Qing Palace. ”

First there is affection, and then there is gratitude.

This temptation was enough for them.

This time, the people around did not hesitate, and almost instantly, more than a dozen monks rushed towards the rain of flowers, but they were stopped by the Yin Cao woman halfway.

Her strength is very strong, although she is not as good as Lao Yang and Feng Yuxiu, but she also belongs to the top existence in the three realms, and the three hats are swept into her sleeves and rotate in the air.

The long sleeves were mixed with fierceness and softness at the same time, and in an instant, he was involved in the body of a monk of the upper three levels, immersed in the seawater, and never floated up again.

The rest of the people had gloomy faces.

"Kill this first. ”

Someone spoke.

Then more than a dozen people rushed towards the Yin Cao Woman together, and as time went on, people kept joining.

But the strength of the Yin Cao woman is indeed strong, and she is not afraid of the siege of so many people, and she keeps taking away one life after another between the long-sleeved dances.

It's just that there are too many monks in the upper three levels, and after being injured once, they will suffer a second one.

In the face of the roaring offensive, she gradually began to become overstretched, and she could only barely stop these people from getting involved in the battle between Feng Yuxiu and Hua Yuyao, but it was impossible to pay more spare strength.

The scene was deadlocked, but the old sheep was a little urgent, his eyes became round, and the whole person's body turned into a huge white sheep in an instant, his body flipped and jumped, and the boat under his feet also increased.

He turned out to be a demon clan.

The strength of the demon clan will increase a lot after revealing its body, but there are gains and losses, and there is no way to use many means if you can't maintain your body.

This sudden change shocked many people around him, not to mention the three Holy Sects who were in it.

Luo Fuyuan is better, the mountain soul trembles and slashes the Dao offensive invisibly, Zhou Yuanming's yellow armor is shining with golden light, and the red gold halberd is slashed out just in front of the antelope, and the whole person's body slides backwards on the sea, and the armor on his body is slightly dented.

Miss Rui was swept by the sheep's tail and her body fell into the sea, but she rushed out in a blink of an eye, and the black robe was already soaked, and the underworld that appeared on the sea also became illusory for a moment.

Her long hair was scattered over her shoulders, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Luo Fuyuan steadied his body and let out a cold snort, the soul behind him bloomed with brilliant light, and his footsteps slammed into the mountain in front of him, and it was a hard way to knock back the huge body of the old sheep.

The ghost sound of Senluo sounded in the River Styx, and the crimson golden halberd broke out of the dungeon and turned into a golden halberd and slashed out.

The old sheep stepped on the boat with four hooves, and the head of the sheep was held high, and the cry of the sheep came from his mouth, but it was more terrifying than the tiger wolf.

The churning hooves kept the boat shaking, and the water rolled like a tidal wave.

The battle was once again deadlocked.

Yao Zhi sat in front of Mo Qinghuan, the xylophone was placed horizontally in front of her knees, and the melody of ten fingers dancing full of killing came from under her hands.

One after another, the monks of the wasteland and the demon clan vomited blood and retreated, and then they were simply killed by the Tang people who rushed over from the side.

She is the third disciple of the Grass Sage, and she has been cultivating music for ten years, and her strength is not weaker than her peak promise, especially at this moment, there is a scuffle around her.

Personal attacks are far inferior to sound

The role of law is great.

With her help, no one could break through the defense line of Liang Xiaodao and the others and approach Mo Qinghuan.

Pieces of petals kept falling to the surface of the sea, and then turned into heaven and earth, and the aura disappeared.

More than one sword mark appeared on Hua Yuyao's body, the hair on the top of her head was slightly scattered, and the pale color on her face became more and more intense.

Another sword fell head-on, and she raised her hands above her head, her green fingers covered with a layer of white jade-like tender membrane to catch the sword, and then her body slid backwards again.

"You're not far from it!"

Feng Yuxiu's body fell to the surface of the sea, calmed down a little, and breathed a little quickly, and then said.

He looked much more miserable than Hua Yuyao, because there were many wounds on his body that were flowing blood, but they were all skin wounds, which were nothing to him who was physically cultivating.

The retreating body stopped, Hua Yuyao's face became a little colder, and the petals in the sky dissipated out of thin air, instead of wasting spiritual energy to do these meaningless attacks, it was better to concentrate all his strength.

Her clothes moved without the wind, and the mist on the surface of the sea turned into a tornado that flew up and finally merged into her right hand.

That hand is white, and the fingers are beautiful.

Hua Yuyao's gaze was extremely cold, and then she swung out a punch and appeared in front of Feng Yuxiu in an instant as if she had crossed the space.

"Well done. ”

Feng Yuxiu shouted, the spiritual pressure rioted, the broken clothes were blown into powder, and he actually threw the sword into the sea.

An inexplicable smile appeared on that face: "Maybe you don't know, my strongest is not with a sword. ”

Before the smile was fully raised, Feng Yuxiu's footsteps took a few steps back, and then stood in place like a nail, with a fist on his waist, and blasted out of Hua Yuyao's right hand without evasion.

The fist is terrifying, and the fist is shocking.

An extremely crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and the two extremely domineering forces collided together.

Hua Yuyao's body flew upside down, blood spilled all the way in the air, and she fell on the boat.

Her arm had been broken, her whole body was seriously injured, and there was no longer any possibility of continuing to fight, her eyes were staring at Feng Yuxiu, but blood kept pouring out of her mouth, and she couldn't speak at all.

Feng Yuxiu's body shook, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at her with a cold eye, and then turned his gaze to Mo Qinghuan, who was surrounded by Liang Xiaodao and others.

The soles of his feet stomped and turned into a streamer of light.

The scene was chaotic, and everyone was restrained by the people of the Wasteland and the Demon Clan, and they couldn't tell the difference at all.

Before the person arrived, the powerful force blasted Liang Xiaodao and Chu Heng out and fell far into the crowd.

The strings broke, the sound of the piano full of killing stopped abruptly, blood flowed out, the xylophone broke, and Yao Zhi's body flew out.

Tang San slashed forward with a sword, but he was seriously injured and was blown out by Feng Yu Xiu's punch.

All this happened in an instant, and from a distance, the four of them flew out almost at the same time.

Feng Yuxiu stopped in front of Mo Qinghuan.

His eyes looked down at her from above.

"Give it to me. ”

The cold voice said with a commanding tone.

Mo Qinghuan didn't speak, but just held his right hand tightly, and never relaxed at all.

"Give it to him!"

Liang Xiaodao lay on the boat, holding back the pain and shouted highly.

Mo Qinghuan didn't seem to hear it, and didn't react.

A fist landed on her face, dark red blood pouring from her mouth and nose, and her body fell to one side.

The hands were not yet released.

Feng Yuxiu sneered, and punches fell one after another, and his fists were stained with Mo Qinghuan's blood.

Her consciousness began to blur.

The hand loosened little by little.

The pale cyan beam of light shot up into the sky, Feng Yu Xiu's eyes were as bright as day, and then his legs bent and he was about to jump, but Tang San's sword slashed again.

"Get out of here!"

His eyes were cold, and Feng Yuxiu let out a roar of rage, shattering the sword momentum with a punch, and then landed on Tang San's chest.

The pupil narrows to a point and then dilates in an instant.

Tang San's body fell to the ground softly, and Liang Xiaodao in the distance let out an angry roar but to no avail.

Feng Yuxiu's body jumped up into the air again, intending to grab the pale cyan qi.

The battlefield stopped, whether it was Luo Fuyuan, Lao Yang, or Yin Cao Woman, Hua Yuyao and others, they all stopped and looked up at the sky to watch this scene.

Feng Yuxiu was stunned for a moment.

Then everyone was stunned for a moment.

"What's that?"

Miss Rui muttered.

I saw a black dot appear in the sky above the pale cyan beam, and it was rapidly falling.

And the speed was getting faster and faster, and in less than two breaths, it fell into the air, and it happened to hit the cyan gas.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes changed slightly, and everyone's faces changed slightly.

It was a man who fell from the sky.

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ps: This chapter is 5,000 words, haha, there is no meaning to show off, but it is written very coolly and happily