Mei Yan's face was cold, and with a roll of sword light, he turned around and attacked one of the huge law phases.

"Fake, the one in the north is real!"

- Shen Yu suddenly used a sound transmission technique, but because the realm was not enough, some voices were clearly leaked in the ears of the two opponents.

It's embarrassing!

His face was a little blushing, although he was already very weekdays, it was still a little unsightly to play these tricks in front of high-ranking monks.

However, as long as the meaning is reached, the most important thing is that there is no problem with the direction of the real body he pointed out.

Mei Yan's sword thinks faster than his brain. Before Shen Yu's words fell, her flying sword had already formed a sword formation and attacked in the direction of due north!

The huge palm of Faxiang's true body pressed down, and ate her sword, but one of her fingers was cut off, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she felt a chill in her heart, and a small sword shattered her heart.

Although it was only an incarnation, the chill that really came from it made Qingqiong's back instantly cold!

Mei Yan succeeded in one blow, but he also came from the touch of the sword, and understood that this was also an incarnation made of lotus root.

Two phantoms and one incarnation, as well as the imposing Four King Kongs, turned out to be used to cover her escape!

She had always known that Qingqiong's prominence was not very good, but she didn't expect this person to be so cunning.

However, even if it is an incarnation, there is no reason to let it go.

Mei Yan jumped to her feet, slashed with her hand, shattered the nearest phantom in her hand, and slapped the blade of her sword on the shoulder of an angry King Kong.

"Crazy woman, you dare to ......!"

The incarnation can't hurt the body, but it's not easy to refine, although Qingqiong doesn't feel sorry for the material, but she cherishes her hard work in refining the incarnation.

"Slut, how dare you?!" Mei Yan was unceremonious, vowing to bleed Qingqiong!

She slapped her sword round on her face, and reflexively kicked her in the lower abdomen, scolding back with a straight face.

"There are so many three-legged men! You have to complain at Shen Yu! Qingqiong, you are a slut!"

"What's so rare about your apprentice! He looks good, but he is so stupid that he wants to die, and I haven't disliked him yet—I'm your grandmother, what kind of nerves do you have!"

"What nerves do I have?" With Mei Yan's body as the core, the sword qi shattered everything in this land like a tornado, completely losing the value of repair.

The Dharma Protector Vajra was blown to the ground, and the avatars barely maintained their human form, and as their bodies were cut off by Mei Yan in sections, their size was gradually shrinking, losing their initial momentum.

But Mei Yan was still very dissatisfied!

The corners of her mouth twitched, she gasped angrily, the sword in her hand slashed wildly, and she had begun to lose her discipline.

Qingqiong's incarnation of the law phase was already extremely embarrassed, the three phantoms were all dispersed, not to mention the severed hands and arms, and several holes were stabbed on the body.

The god of war was furious, and the sword qi around his body surged again, turning into a rolling black tide.

This side of the world has changed color, just like the blood prison of Shura!

"Mei Yan, you're not finished!" Qing Qiong screamed, gradually losing her fighting spirit, and the Dharma Protector Vajra and the Phantom Avatar began to defend with all their might.

Shen Yu didn't dare to stay in place, and quickly ran to a safe place, and then sat down to breathe.

He must use the aura to refine the remaining medicine in his body as soon as possible, otherwise when the master finishes fighting, he really doesn't know how to explain it when he sees his embarrassment!

However, without Shen Yu's suggestion, although Mei Yan beat Qingqiong's incarnations in one go, she watched those incarnations shatter one by one under her sword.

Fake, fake, fake!

Mei Yan reluctantly smashed all the illusions of the solemnity of the treasure appearance, Qingqiong was too good at escaping, the illusion stopped her for a while, and she already didn't know where to run.

Although she knew from the beginning, she had no choice, no matter how hard she fought, she was just venting her anger.

The ground was full of ruins and broken walls, leaving only Shen Yu running into the distance in embarrassment, holding on to the defense while pranayama, struggling to support in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Mei Yan knew that he hadn't controlled these moves well just now, and if Shen Yu hadn't run fast, he would have been injured.

It's still impulsive! It's all because she's not good, and when she sees Qingqiong, she can't help but want to beat her!

She landed beside Shen Yu, the expression on her face had not eased, and she held the sword without speaking.

Shen Yu was running the exercises with all his might, and it took a long time before he finally suppressed the abnormalities on his body. At this time, he didn't even bother to tidy up his clothes, and his body was covered with dust, as if he had survived the disaster.

Mei Yan took back the flying swords and asked him, "Are you alright?"

Shen Yu wiped the ash from his face, "I'm fine." ”

"You clean up after yourself. Mei Yan looked at him and consciously turned his back.

The sword in her hand was not unsheathed, and she was unwilling to guard the surroundings - she was not afraid that Qingqiong would come back to make trouble, but she felt that she might not have run far, and she had a glimmer of hope to find her hiding place!

Shen Yu got up and tidied up his robe, and used the cleaning technique to wash away the dust and odor on his body, and finally refreshed himself.

However, he found a bag of things in the sleeve of his robe.

It was an oily paper bag, and there was still some medicinal powder on the surface, and he rubbed it in his hand before he realized what it was!

It turned out to be a pack of Cnidium monnieri loose ......

Come to think of it, it should be Qingqiong who took advantage of the two of them to get close and stuffed it in his sleeve, but what did she mean by this?

He looked up and saw Mei Yan's back, his eyes complicated.

The physical reaction is easy to suppress, but once the tiger in the heart wakes up, it can no longer be as calm as usual......

has reached the age of starting to be sensible, and he has walked in that bizarre illusion again, and the simple-hearted boy has finally opened his mind in some places.

......

On the other side, Qingqiong had already run far away, and under the cover of Bingji's real person, her true body appeared in embarrassment.

She did her best just now, and turned her true body into a dandelion, and then slowly drifted away with the turmoil of the battle between the two!

Bingji Zhenren stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes indifferent: "Master, has you gained anything this time?"

"No—" Qingqiong replied angrily, but her eyes rolled and she smiled slyly.

"Actually, I know something amazing!"

"Oh?"

"Apprentice, have you noticed, that kid is much taller than Mei Yan. ”

Bingji Zhenren didn't play a guessing game with her: "Please make it clear to Master." ”

"You are a snake keeper, and you should know: the snake stretches itself out and places it beside its sleeping master, which is measuring its own length and whether it can swallow its master. ”

Qing Qiong smiled weirdly, and emphasized pointedly: "He is now taller than Mei Yan!"

Bingji tilted his head and replied, "Master, I have always been taller than you. ”

Qingqiong stuck to Bingji's body, and her voice was charming: "Then will you swallow me?"

Bingji Zhenren carefully pinched the broken hair from the corner of her forehead and tucked it behind her ear.

She cracked her mouth awkwardly, not at all like a smile, but like a terrifying doll.

"No, it won't. ”

There is no love and hate, no affection, only coldness and indifference, as if ignorant and unconscious.