At this time, he was separated from his elders, lacking skills, and he was safe and could not support himself at all.

The so-called cutting battlefield of the blood-robed young man actually let Peng Yue and other Jindan real people involve Wen Xuan and the others, and the two of them will be killed!

Fight with the base monks on the ground.

In this way, whether it is the Jindan battlefield or the battlefield of the basic border line, the Blood Opium Palace is completely under the control of the situation

"Breakthrough?"

The young man in the bloody robe laughed, "Don't think about it, I won't let you leave here today, no one can leave!"

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, Peng Yue's bone erosion black wind and Wen Xuan's ethereal sword rain collided with each other, and a loud bang erupted.

Two distinct anomalous forces compete with each other in mid-air, and the momentum is staggering.

There is no significant difference in the strength of the two Rao Jindan's visions, and it is difficult to distinguish between these two people in a short period of time.

In addition to Peng Yue, there are nine real people in the Blood Opium Palace.

And by Wen Xuan's side, only the old man was left.

"Kill!"

Master Chen drank a big glass, and the first step was to drink a glass mercilessly.

The elders gritted their teeth and tried to resist them, but in a few moments they fell into the tailwind, lying down over and over again, repeating in agony, threatening to die at any moment.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan Long roared, ran madly Jindan, and the spiritual power of the immortal vision poured in!

Squeak!

Wen Xuan's sleeve robe waved, rolling up an endless rain of swords, and Elder Chen and the others were all enveloped by it.

"Dead!"

Peng Leng snorted, and the black wind howled, almost forming the air behind a tornado, sucking all the sword rain in.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The forces of these two illusions collide again, entangled, and the stronger they become.

Wen Xuan's face was pale and staggering.

At this moment, it is equivalent to its own people, against ten real Jindan people!

Moreover, among these ten real people, there is one person who has the vision of Jindan!

He didn't last long.

On the ground, hundreds of Foundation monks have flocked to the Blood Opium Palace.

Wen Xuan and Elder Yu were trapped in mid-air, unable to extricate themselves.

The current situation is very clear, there is only one way for the disciples of the Void, and that is to escape!

There isn't much time left.

Once Wen Xuan and Elder Yu were unable to resist, they would not only have to face hundreds of Foundation monks, but also the pursuit of Jin Dan.

"Let's go!"

Qin Yu, who inherited his disciple, drank too much and didn't dare to stay longer. He turned and fled.

Ji Cheng, another successor disciple, also followed.

Many illusory disciples walked under the sword, fled in all directions, and walked out of the Dongling Valley.

"Big brother, Sister Leng, run!"

The fat man looked nervous, sweaty, and greeted him.

Nod your head slightly.

The two people subconsciously looked at Su Qin.

At this time, Su Qin's eyes were squinted, his whole body was covered with cold blood, and the best flying sword was hanging in his palm, trembling.

Of course, Su Qin also knew that the wisest thing to do at the moment was to get out of here as much as possible.

But he didn't want to!

"You go first, I'll kill this man!"

Su Qin's sleeves waved his robe, and the best flying sword flashed with four spiritual lights in his palm, dazzling, whirring, breaking free, and heading straight for the wind and feather thorns in the distance.

"Bang!"

At the same time, Su Qin's left foot stepped forward, stepped heavily on the ground, and his legs were forceful, and the whole person was like a horse, his feet were running, leaving a series of figures.

"Huh?"

Feng Haoyu felt the sharp edge, like a thorn in his back, the air was torn, and a strange bare sound came out.

Feng Haoyu frowned, there was nothing to think about, turning the flying sword and running the secret art of the illusory sword.

Make love!

The sword trembled slightly, and did not enter the void.

Because the degree was so fast, this superb flying sword almost melted into the void, becoming void and transparent, difficult to detect.

In terms of sword skills, Feng Haoyu was indeed much superior to Su Qin.

"When!"

Feng Haoyu's flying sword arrived first, and he actually intercepted Su Qin's flying sword, and Mars flew around.

"The best flying sword!"

Feng Haoyu noticed the four spiritual lines on Su Qin's flying sword, his eyes were hot, and a trace of greed flashed over him.

"Feng Haoyu, you give me your life!"

Su Qin's voice sounded, like Ping Lei, the momentum of the whole person's surge, killing cold, with an unparalleled trend, roared to!

The style of Haoyu has changed a lot.

"Su Qin, you dare. ”

Feng Hao didn't expect that Su Qin didn't choose to run away, and dared to see hundreds of Foundation monks rushing up!

Of course, Su Qin also knew that in the emperor's swordsmanship, he could not be compared to the wind and feathers.

Even if he had the best flying sword, he could only paint with Feng Haoyu.

Therefore, Su Qin sacrificed the flying sword just to attract the attention of the wind.

The real killer is yet to come!

Today, the distance between Su Qin and Feng Haoyu was less than five steps.

Within five steps, even if the wind and rain are the foundation for building a complete whole, drink and hate here!

Bang!

Su Qin punched his backhand, his right arm crossed a huge arc in the air, and he made a mark with his fist, and the air burst with a loud bang.

Feng Hao didn't have time to dodge, and for the first time, he smashed the body protector with his hand.

The mask rises.

Bang!

The print slapped against the mask with great ferocity.

Click!

The second-level body protection symbol was actually smashed by Su Qin's punch!?

Shhhh

Feng Haoyu took a breath of cold air, and his students contracted violently.

Su Qin looked cold, his eyes flashed with a cold killing machine, and he stepped forward and punched him too.

This punch blew a good rain, and all the ways to escape were blocked!

Feng Hao suddenly turned around, and with a sound on his back, he strangely stretched out a pair of huge wings.

This pair of wings is different from the real wings, it is inspired by the secret law and condensed.

This secret is the secret of another mythical mountain peak - illusory wings!

The utopian wing is an aid.

This means that the basic monk can be withdrawn from the ground without the help of any foreign objects, just like the real people of Jindan!

The Ethereal Wing is much more agile than the Monk's Sword Fly, and if used properly, the Monk's overall strength will be greatly enhanced.

Now in this situation, Feng Haoyu turned around and ran away, running to the ground, and he would definitely not be able to escape Su Qin's pursuit.

If you fly a sword, you also have to sacrifice a sword, a little slower.

Only by condensing the ethereal wings can we escape from the sky!

Wow!

The wings flapped, and the wind flew, flying swiftly towards the center of the sky.

This change completely exceeded Su Qin's expectations.

Before this punch failed, Su Qin stepped on the ground with both feet, and with the help of a huge rebound force, he jumped up.

Slap there!

At the same time, Su Qin's body muscles and bones were singing, and his right arm suddenly swooped up, and one foot plunged into the fist of his palm, swooping towards the wind and feathers behind him.

Stun it!

There are blood stains.

"Ahh

A sharp sword sounded in the air

Feng Hao was on his left leg, and Su Qin plucked a large piece of flesh and blood from his hard life, revealing the muscles and bones inside, which was shocking!

At this point, if the wind is slow enough to dig out his heart!

Su Qin's figure fell to the ground.

The wind and rain flickered with ethereal wings, his face was pale, and he was in a cold sweat of pain.

Feng Haoyu fled to the young man with a bloody robe, panting and looking back with palpitations.

By this time, hundreds of Foundation monks in the Blood Opium Palace had rushed up to kill people, and many swords and gods poured down.

Feng Haoyu not only had a blood robe beside the young man, but also a Jindan Spirit Demon.

If you want to rush over and extinguish the wind, it's unrealistic.

Su Qin gritted her teeth and pulled it back.

Make love!

The best flying sword broke through the gap and returned to Su Qin's side. At the same time, he chopped down a basic waga-san under the sword

Bang!

As soon as a Jiji monk rushed up, he was beaten by Su Qin, his flesh and blood burst, and he fell on the spot.

Squeak!

Su Qin was bloody, and there was a terrible sound of sea tide in his body, turbulent, terrifying momentum.

In the vast crowd, Su Qin was like an ancient demon, fierce.

Thump!

Su Qin stepped up to the plow and leaned forward.

Many of the monks standing in front of him were crushed on the spot, blood flying, leaving a broken body that flowed into a river.

Su Qin stepped on the bones and stepped on the river of blood, and the whole person was like a god of killing, killing people outside the Dongling Valley.

"Huh?"

Not far away, the eyes of a young man in a blood robe fell on Su Qin's body, and his eyes showed a curious color.

"It's amazing, it's interesting, who is this person?"

The young man in the bloody robe asked.

Feng Haoyu swallowed his saliva: "This person is Su Qin, outside Linfeng City, it was this person who killed a few blood slaves." ”

"I finally found him. ”

The young man in the bloody robe smiled: "It's a pity, if this blood is killed directly, it will be killed." "I want him to be my blood slave, to worship me for my eternal life, for my own use!"

"Ahh

Not far away, someone shouted loudly.

The blood-eyed crow that was originally hovering in the air, flapping its wings, and the demon elves all over its body, rushed down, and in the ethereal peak in the middle of the crowd, they kept biting!

The power of every blood-eyed raven is a soul demon who builds basic lands!

This is a very terrifying force that cannot be ignored.

However, as long as there were ethereal disciples left alone, they would be devoured by many blood-eyed crows in the blink of an eye, and only one of them would have white bones.

Soon, only a few dozen disciples remained.

The only disciples, except for Su Qin, all fell!

Qin Yu and Ji Yicheng, the two inherited disciples all looked embarrassed, roared tiredly, and commanded.

With the efforts of these two Rao, dozens of disciples gathered together to unleash their swords, spirituality, and symbols, intertwined with a defensive barrier, temporarily blocked by the Blood-Eyed Crow.

However, the difference in power between the two sides is too great!

The Blood-Eyed Raven is endless, covering the void and obscuring the sun, constantly striking against the defensive barrier formed by the disciples of the Void.

Qin Yu seemed to be walking in the mud, very slowly, deeper and deeper.

Soon, Qin Yu and the others would not be able to maintain their aura, or show a slight flaw, and the entire defensive barrier would be broken.

The remaining dozens of people will also become blood blood food in the mouth of the blood pressure crow.

It was a complete slaughter!