Shanyang is middle-aged and seeks Taoism, making rapid progress, and is known as a leader among his peers.

Years of experience have sharpened his mind, but it has not changed his arrogant nature.

Seeing that the person who came was very arrogant, he named him to fight with him, and the fire in his heart suddenly rose, and his face changed, and he was about to play again.

An old man with an ancient face stopped him, "Shanyang, don't be angry. I know that your magic is successful, and you have a wishful gourd, and it is rare to fail.

But you've already consumed a lot of spiritual power, and now that you're on the field, I'm afraid you'll run out of spiritual power. ”

He patted Shanyang's shoulder and signaled him to be restless, and then shouted loudly to the white-eyed Taoist, "Hugh is rampant, the old man is here to meet you." ”

Shanyang also felt that he was a little impulsive, and secretly thanked Lao Dao for stopping him, if he went up now, he would really lose his spiritual power, lose this battle, lose his personnel, and ruin everyone's big things, but it will be too late to regret it.

"Master Wuji, thank you for your advice. Be careful when playing. ”

Wujizi laughed and waved his sleeves, "Don't worry, the old man knows it." ”

He Shi Shiran came to the sidelines, dozens of feet away from Bai Hong, "Thieves, don't be rampant, Wujizi is here." ”

Wujizi is also the moral predecessor of the monk world of the Blue Dragon Empire, and this time, the monks of Barbarian Heaven City dared to fight, because of him, Shanyang and an old mage Yuanhui.

With the three of them leading the team, the other monks felt as if they were leaning on three mountains.

Lao Dao went to the front of a station, the white big sword moved with the wind, and a circle of golden light was raised under his feet, from the bottom to the top, the golden light points slowly steamed, the Taoist robe floated gently, and his figure reflected by the golden light was extremely holy and majestic.

The light under his feet meandered and intertwined like a group of snakes, spreading out like a spider's web on the field, forming a huge gossip map, in which a bright and dark yin and yang fish rotated clockwise like a whirlpool.

Wujizi Qi sinks into the dantian, and the spiritual power flows through the eight veins of the Qi Jing in the body, and the Taiji diagram is infused from the Yongquan acupoint and the rotation under the feet.

Under the urging of spiritual power, the rapidly rotating yin-yang fish also slowly stopped.

The fairy white robe is as long as a white jade statue, solemn and treasured, like a god on the high, looking at all the evil in the world, as if as long as the mind moves, all evil things will disappear into nothingness.

"This old man is very good!" Liu Rufeng's sweet voice suddenly came from his ears, and the sweet breath lingered from Xue Buyu's ears, and he gently drilled into his nose along his cheeks.

Feeling the warmth coming from his side, Xue Buyu hurriedly turned his head to the left, turned his head to look, Liu Rufeng was staring at him inexplicably with a pair of autumn water-like Qinghong, his round lips were slightly open, as if he was about to speak, but he was confused by Xue Buyu's sudden dodge.

"What are you doing?" Liu Rufeng seemed to be frightened, the waves flickered, and he looked at him with a face full of grievances.

"Eh~" Xue Buyu scratched the back of his head, his eyes rolled and then lowered his eyes to look at the ground, he didn't dare to look directly into Liu Rufeng's eyes, and hurriedly made a one-handed salute, "Fairy, please respect yourself!"

"Huh, what do you mean?" Liu Rufeng was stunned for a moment, frowning and frowning, thinking about Xue Bu's words.

She raised her eyebrows, and reacted in an instant, her pretty face was straightened, a layer of frost accumulated on her pink cheeks, her eyes seemed to spew fire, accompanied by a scream, "Shameless! Get out of me~~"

Although his voice was high, he couldn't hide the crisp sound of Xue Buyu being slapped on his face by a small and delicate green white hand.

There was a huge force on his cheeks, and the whole person flew up like a cloud, fortunately, he had a thick foundation and a good foundation, and when he was about to land, the wolf's waist twisted, and his hands were on the ground, which was worthy of landing.

The sharp pain on his face came, and there was no need to think about it, there must be a small and cute red handprint on his handsome face.

He stood up, bared his teeth, and glanced at Liu Rufeng fiercely, seeing that she was looking at him defiantly, surrounded by Li Feng with an indifferent face.

Weighing his strength, he lowered his head in frustration, and comforted his restless heart with a very small voice, "Good men don't fight with women!"

Turning his face away, he looked into the middle of the field.

Li Feng stood beside Liu Rufeng, and only two words came out of his cold lips: "You deserve it!"

Everyone here just stared at the two people with magnificent spiritual power on the field, and no one noticed the episode behind them.

Seeing that Wujizi lit up his moves, the Baimei Daoist was not to be outdone, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect your Bagua Mixed Yuan Method to practice to such a realm, but I don't know who is higher and who is lower compared to my Hanmang Love Sword?"

With a "choking" sound, he pulled out a red long sword with crystal blood jade falling from behind his back.

The normal sword is three feet long, his red long sword is five feet, the sword body is red, red like fire, and a faint glow emanates from the sword body, reflecting a piece of blood red in front of Bai Hong's body, and his face is extremely terrifying.

"Originally, I just wanted to avenge my brother and slaughtered that goatee, but since you are in such a hurry to die, then the old man will give you a ride. ”

Bai Hong held the red long sword horizontally in front of him, and slowly wiped his fingers along the red streamer sword body from the tail to the tip of the sword, and a little scarlet spiritual power like fireflies shrouded him and the long sword, like a red cocoon.

Wujizi watched Bai Hong's every move intently, and the spiritual power around his body was galloping rapidly, and if he made the slightest movement, he would attack with an overwhelming attack.

A flash of light suddenly appeared on the red cocoon, the bright light became bigger and bigger, the red streamer shot out from the bright spot, and the whole light cocoon turned back into thousands of red fluorescents, flying straight into the sky, reflecting the whole concave clearly.

The fireflies gathered in the air, like a giant waving forward with a huge treasure fan in mid-air, and the howling hurricane carried thousands of red fireflies and rained down on Wujizi.

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded on the ground, and strong smoke and dust rose everywhere, instantly annihilating the figure of Wujizi in the field.

The area covered by thick smoke became larger and larger, spilling out in all directions like an earth dragon, and from time to time there were broken pebbles shooting out and "swishing".

The people watching the battle on both sides hurriedly wrapped their bodies with spiritual power and retreated a few times.

Even if they retreated in time, there were still several mortal realm monks who were hit by the fierce stones, and they screamed "oops", and their bodies went limp, and they fell to the ground.

Liu Rufeng saw it from a distance and shouted, "Not good," and the figure had galloped away like green light.

The small jade-like green white hand was raised to the side, and a green barrier instantly opened, blocking out the smoke and stubborn stones, and helping the monk who had fallen on the ground, and as soon as his body moved, he jumped towards the edge of the depression.

Li Feng stood beside Liu Rufeng, and when she saw that she was disregarding her safety and went to save those strangers who had never been in contact with her, she lowered her head and muttered, "Idiot!"

Although she didn't pay attention to Liu Rufeng's actions, her body followed very honestly, lifted the belt of the other injured person with her hand, jumped up, ran to the periphery, and threw the person diagonally like garbage when she hit the ground.

The man was badly wounded, thinking that he was certain to die, and felt that he was being grabbed by his belt and soared in the air, and peeked at a fairy in a white full-breasted skirt carrying him outward.

The smoke was spreading in the distance, and there were countless flying stones passing over the fairy's head, and the peerless face looked so cold and arrogant in the war, calm and calm.

He had already thought about how to make himself look more handsome and mighty for a while, polite, and his emotions had been adjusted in place, and when he had already thought of the words of thanks, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, like a humanoid spinning top, flying out.

Before he fell unconscious, he only spit out one word "you?" with hatred in his mouth, but there were thousands of "whys" floating through his mind.