The yarn lamp fell to the ground, and the broken osmanthus tree was ignited, and the blazing fire was bright in the night, and the withered osmanthus was burned by the fire, brewing ashes on the ground, and occasionally there would be a light sound in the fire tree, and some small sparks would explode.

The firelight swaying in the wind reflected the helpless shadows of everyone, heavy and dazzling.

The two younger subordinates looked at the three guest secretaries who were seriously injured, and then at the dead Shan Xiongxin, and were terrified.

Chu Kui cried sadly, but suddenly remembered the ragged old man who looked like a master, he raised his head and prayed sincerely to the old man on the side: "Senior, please save the single city lord." ”

The ragged old man shook his head slowly, "Shan Xiong believes that there should be this catastrophe in his life. ”。

Li Ghost Fengyi stood in the courtyard, disdainful of the many ants who had no power to fight back.

She once again urged the emerald green blood soul qi, wanting to kill the few people in the courtyard who were still struggling to breathe in the time of seven breaths.

Three guests, two subordinates, Luo Bei, who fainted, and a bad old man.

Exactly seven people.

Feng Yi, one of the five ghosts of the Charm Pavilion, is famous for its speed, and there is a wind word in the name, every time he faces the enemy, he is like a shadowless night wind, killing people invisibly, and he is the best at sneak attacks.

Shan Xiongxin was only one realm below her, and in front of other Martial Green Realm monks, she would not be killed with one blow at all, which also indirectly saw the horror of Feng Yi.

Feng Yi is closest to the sleeping Luo Bei, and intends to kill him as the beginning of the challenge.

"Bang. ”

Feng Yi, who was about to make a move, was shocked, but it was too late to dodge, her face was almost distorted by a punch, and the whole person penetrated several walls, flying directly to the outside of the Shan Mansion, if it weren't for the enchantment interception cast by the ragged old man, I am afraid she would fly farther.

Hua Wenxiang didn't feel the wonder of the Blue Realm, she only felt that if she tried her best, she could step on several miles in one step, and she could break everything with one punch, and she didn't know where her confidence came from, Hua Wenxiang felt that if Zeng Chen was still alive, her one punch would be enough to kill him who cast a powerful ghost seal.

The three guest secretaries looked at each other, the people in front of them seemed to be a little familiar, but they couldn't name them, looking at the entire Nanzhou, except for Xuanyun Temple, there were only a few strong people in the Battle Blue Realm, and the three guest secretaries tried hard to think about their appearance and characteristics, but they didn't match the person in front of them at all.

However, since he chose to make a move against Feng Yi, he shouldn't have come to trouble Shan Fu, it is estimated that the big man offended by the Charm Pavilion came to Xingshi to ask for the guilt.

The great monks who have reached the Battle Blue Realm are enough to start a sect, the Seven Realms of Blood and Soul Qi, Red, Yellow, Orange, Green, Blue, Blue and Purple, and the monks of the first three realms are as numerous as cattle hair in the rivers and lakes, and they are commonplace, among which there are some paper-paste Xuanhuang Realm Ying Orange Realm, these people are not even able to compete with the Crimson Realm of some cultivators, so the first three realms are very big.

But once you reach the Yingcheng Realm, it will become difficult to break the mirror, one realm and one to the sky, each realm is a real realm, and it is no longer allowed for those brainless monks who only recognize the realm and don't care about the essence to break the mirror at will, otherwise, there will not be only a few great monks in the Blue Realm in the huge Nanzhou.

After thinking about it for a long time, several guest secretaries still didn't recognize the young man in front of him who was full of domineering battle blue energy.

Xing Zhen, who was the most obsessed with cultivation, wanted to have a good look at the demeanor of the Zhan Lan Realm again, but the seemingly young senior had disappeared into the courtyard, and the old man looked at the half-round waning moon in the sky, sad in his heart, "What a domineering Zhan Lan Qi, if only Brother Huang were here, we two brothers have to go and ask the seniors for advice...... Alas, Brother Shan is also gone, but it's a pity that such a good old man doesn't live long, and after tonight, I'm afraid that we will part ways. ”

The battle blue realm kills the martial green realm, and the latter can't escape.

Falling to the ground, Xing Zhen, who couldn't move, looked at Sun Li, who was unconscious, and looked at Chu Kui, who was already sad and numb not far away, he was guarding Shan Xiongxin's corpse, his eyes were blurred, Xing Zhen, who was about to be unconscious, held his eyelids, and finally looked at the little Luo Bei who he watched grow up, only distressed and guilty.

The small half of the courtyard of Shan Mansion is dusty, the flowers are warm and fragrant, and the flowers are as warm and fragrant as a mountain, and when they move, they are thundering, and they disappear in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

The ragged old man scratched his unkempt white hair and muttered, "There are still a lot of family backgrounds." ”

The invisible enchantment was still undamaged after being slammed into the wind, only a brief faint ripple.

Feng Yi, who fell to the ground, had straight eyes, dark gray, like the eyes of a wild raccoon, three red lines appeared on each of her cheeks, her distorted face had returned to normal, her long hair was three feet long, and her ten fingernails had also grown by two inches.

Hua Wenxiang passed through the dust, because the speed was too fast, there was no dust on his body, he looked at the woman who stood up, and sneered, "Take out your housekeeping skills so quickly, it seems that you are very sorry for your life." ”

Feng Yi cast a powerful ghost seal, his body posture was like a fierce civet cat, staring at Hua Wenxiang viciously, "Who are you?"

Hua Wenxiang said indifferently: "The person who was beaten by you just now." ”

Feng Yi squinted and looked closely, incredulous, this person obviously didn't make him feel a trace of danger just now.

She regards death as home, although she is a little unwilling in her heart, but if she thinks about it again, it doesn't matter if she thinks about it, she has always been alone, she doesn't seem to have any concerns.

The murderous aura exuded by the warm fragrance of the flower could not allow her to have a trace of vitality.

Feng Yi, who has always killed people without blinking, even if she died, she would have to make the inexplicable man in front of her who had hidden her strength suffer a little, she preemptively separated ten afterimages at a terrifying speed, and surrounded Hua Wenxiang.

On the brightly lit streets, ten afterimages attacked together, each of them was wrapped in martial arts, and their movements and expressions were the same.

Hua Wenxiang, who has never killed anyone, is full of murderous intent, bursting with blood and soul, punching the afterimage at a faster speed, after the afterimage is scattered by the fist wind, it gathers again, and Feng Yi is constantly looking for an opportunity to sneak attack Hua Wenxiang's vital point in the afterimage, but every time it is dodged by Hua Wenxiang in time.

Ten afterimages accompanied by martial green qi, Hua Wenxiang couldn't be scattered in an instant, he was in the Crimson Realm, and he couldn't comprehend the true meaning of the Battle Blue Realm at all.

(End of chapter)