When Qi Yun'er was settling her personal grievances, there was still chaos around her.

As time went on, the situation became more and more deadlocked.

Although the four families are also the elites they try their best to select, they are still inferior to the background of the Yuhe Sect, and the monks selected are each outstanding, even if there is a shortage of people, it is the same.

Once Murong Yan grinds Bai Songye to death, or Zhang Qi defeats Qi Shu'er, then the outcome will definitely be one-sided.

Qi Yun'er observed for a moment and came to a conclusion.

After thinking about it, she turned her head and joined the battle.

There will be a while for Qi Shu'er's side to decide the winner, and Bai Songye's side won't be able to hold out for long.

"Bai Daoyou, I'm here to help you. ”

It's such a familiar voice, it's so familiar, as soon as it enters my ears, I was shocked that Bai Songye's flute sound was wrong.

As soon as I looked up, sure enough.

He was tired of fighting, and he was almost out of breath by Murong Yan, how could he have the leisure to pay attention to what was happening around him, so naturally he didn't know Qi Yun'er's identity.

"No need for you!" he squeezed out a sentence in the interlude.

Qi Yun'er helped him see it once, but he didn't think that he could be lucky enough to hit the right one every time.

"Bai Daoyou, you're welcome. Qi Yun'er waved her hand generously and began to take things out of the storage bag.

A large handful of high-grade talismans were pulled out in Bai Songye's stunned eyes.

Not only him, but even Murong Yan was stunned, and saw the female cultivator throw the talisman out like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

When he arrived, all sorts of attacks came at him.

Murong Yan hurriedly used the Golden Bell Defense Talisman that he had used once, and after blocking these water and fire attacks, the light of the talisman was dim, and there was already a slight crack, and it was obvious that it could not be used again without inputting spiritual power to warm up.

"You, how many talismans do you have?" Bai Songye couldn't help but say.

Qi Yun'er lowered her head and flipped through it, "It's gone, there's only the last one left." ”

Murong Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Punched the master to death, he really hadn't seen this kind of high-level talisman thrown out like a spirit stone, especially in the secret realm where there was no supply, a high-level talisman was used well and even had a miraculous effect of saving life.

Bai Songye really didn't know if she was stupid or smart.

Throwing the talisman was cool for a while, but I didn't think about what to do after throwing it?

"Another one came to die. Murong Yan said coldly, the ice spear condensed again, and the target this time was two people.

Being made such a fuss by Qi Yun'er, Bai Songye breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around, there was not even a small puddle, he just wanted to fight to cultivate and fall down and then use that trick to attract the dragon.

The spiritual power in his body was not enough to support it for a long time, and it was all maintained by the jade pendant on his waist.

Although Murong Yan has a thicker foundation than him, it is impossible to support it for so long, and it is estimated that there is also a secret method to supplement.

At this time, the ice gun chased the two of them, and the offensive continued unabated.

Bai Songye is already very skilled in hiding, and there is nothing to do for the time being, but Qi Yun'er looks miserable.

She was chased and scurried, and several times she was almost hit by an ice gun, and she was in danger of being in danger.

Seeing this scene, Murong Yan secretly said that this female cultivator was not worried, and her attention was still on Bai Songye's side.

His eyes were dark, and he pinched out a finger and said it silently.

I saw that several ice spears chasing Bai Songye paused in the air, and then turned into clear water streams on the spot, and the biting chill exploded above Bai Songye's head.

Sensing the danger coming, the sound of the flute sounded, as if it was in a tug-of-war with this cold current.

The water flowed into one, like a waterfall pouring down, and without giving Bai Songye the slightest chance to dodge, he surrounded it.

Bursts of music fought in the cold water, forming a thin layer of shelter between him and the waterfall, crystal clear and fragile.

Bai Songye's eyebrows and hair were cold and frosty, and he didn't know how long he could last.

This trick consumed Murong Yan a lot, he didn't use it at first, and he also had a heart for it, but the relationship could not be reconciled, so there was no need to keep it.

As for the female cultivator, Murong Yan didn't even bother to pay attention, and casually waved two ice guns and hit them.

Seeing Qi Yun'er hurriedly dodging, I don't know if I was dizzy, and I actually threw the last talisman in my hand.

Murong Yan didn't care. Those high-level talismans are very powerful, and they are also due to the large amount and surprise.

With only one, it's still easy to dodge.

It wasn't until the talisman cracked in front of his eyes that he sensed something was wrong.

"Something!"

The tyrannical thunder attribute and the agile wind attribute are intertwined, weaving into a fine net that makes it impossible for people to escape.

The sky above Murong Yan was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder. Thunderbolts descended in an instant, leaving deep traces on the solid ground, and the flying stones were swept up by the fierce wind, smashing into the monks at the epicenter of the thunder again.

Like a delicate flower in the wind and rain, Murong Yan was destroyed for half a pillar of incense.

At the beginning, he used magic weapons to defend, and the high-grade magic weapons with full spiritual power could hold on to three thunders at most, and they broke one after another.

There is no way to hide, he is desperate to find that the thunder has a spirit, rising with the wind, he will hack wherever he hides, not stopping for a moment.

"Bang"

A flowing moon slashed through the cold water that had lost the support of spiritual power, Bai Songye came out of the trap, busy taking pills, and if he was sleepy for a few more moments, he would be seriously injured.

Seeing Murong Yan's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned, "This is ......"

Qi Yun'er was light and light, "Oh, this is the last talisman." ”

“......”

Because the movement was too loud, the surrounding monks involuntarily stopped fighting, and several disciples of the Royal Sect saw this, and hurriedly made a move to get out of the battle situation and rushed to help.

"Senior Brother Murong!"

A female cultivator's voice was terrible, and she rushed up to help Murong Yan, who was crumbling.

His skin was burnt, his face was black like carbon, his breath was weak, and he didn't go in and out until he took the special elixir made by the Imperial Sect, and Murong Yan gradually came back to his senses.

"Withdraw!"

He capsized in the gutter and fell into the hands of a nobody.

Murong Yan looked at Qi Yun'er, hating to break his body into pieces.

It is useless to stay any longer, the nun is cunning, if she still has the same talisman in her hand, she will definitely damage the monk, and she can only retreat and seek this way.

Even if he was injured, Murong Yan's prestige was still there, and with an order, the monk of the Imperial Sect flew out of the battle.

Zhang Qi was on the rise, he was very dissatisfied after listening to the disciple's transmission, and was about to have a seizure, when he looked down and saw Murong Yan's appearance, he couldn't help laughing immediately.

God, is this still the same Senior Brother Murong who has always maintained a personable demeanor?

"Well, there are ten days left, and there will always be a chance. He swung away Qi Shu'er's sword intent with a sword, jumped out reflexively, and withdrew with the monks of the Imperial Sect.

The Han family also followed under the leadership of Han Yi.

The three monks were waiting for Qi Shu'er, and Bai Songye ordered.

The two looked at each other, and the same answer was seen in each other's eyes.

"Don't chase after the poor, it's important to recover your breath. ”

This is a secret realm, and the demon beasts are fierce, not to mention that there are other small forces of monks, who are eyeing them.

Without this battle, the strength of the three families would be preserved, and these small forces would not dare to raise the tiger's beard. The current situation is not easy to say, everyone wants to do the things of fishing in troubled waters and profiting fishermen.

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