Liu Sanhui smiled and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Senior Brother Li really thinks highly of his junior brother, and his junior brother is really tired from traveling overnight, and he really doesn't have the ability to break Jiang Ping's body shield. If you senior brothers have the strength, they can directly break through this body shield, and then the number of disciples of the Taoist will be in the bag. ”

Liu Sanhui stayed on the front line and did not say anything to death, otherwise as long as he provoked Senior Brother Li with his words, Senior Brother Li would be in a dilemma and would be difficult to step down. Senior Brother Li was very knowledgeable and did not answer Liu Sanhui's words.

Meng Jing threw away the corpse in his hand, the corpse fell from the air, and the demon slashing knife in his hand was thrown away directly, and smashed towards Funiu Mountain, he violently protected his crotch with both hands, and rolled in the air in pain.

"Roar~~~~"

But Mengjing was unlucky, and the fourth one passed through the crotch of the foundation building monk, directly piercing Mengjing's crotch, Mengjing's face turned pale instantly, and the strong pain instantly paralyzed his nerves, after a long time.

Meng Jing panicked, his face was ruthless, and he pulled a foundation building monk on the side to the front, this monk was hit by three magic weapon fragments in anger, and he snorted painfully, and died directly, and the original god did not escape.

And the other monks were even worse, the female cultivator was also a middle-level foundation building monk, but four magic weapon fragments flew towards her, she couldn't dodge it at all, the Luo Yanchen Shabu in her hand was directly pierced by the four fragments, and two hit her mouth fiercely, her Yuan Shen escaped from her body, but was directly penetrated by the other fragments, and there was not even a scream, and she died directly.

Three or four fragments of magic weapons flew towards Senior Brother Li, and Senior Brother Li blocked two with a giant axe, and the third one went directly into Senior Brother Li's calf.

The screams came and went, and Liu San would be stunned when he watched from a distance.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Senior Brother Li screamed, "My magic weapon!"

The fragment of the magic weapon was like a dagger stuck on top of a wooden block, stabbing into the giant axe, directly breaking the formation on the surface of the giant axe.

Senior Brother Li blocked the giant axe in his hand from the flying fragments, "Ding!"

The impact of the explosion of the fire thunder ball violently spread outward, and the mana cover formed by several manas was stretched open but not broken, but the fragments of the magic weapon in the fire thunder ball hit the mana cover, as if breaking a bubble, there was no resistance, and it dispersed in all directions!

The monks were shocked, Senior Brother Li and the others waved a few mana shields to block the momentum of the fire thunderball shattering, but the faint uneasiness in their hearts made them dare not entrust their lives to the body shield, and they all wanted to use magic to dodge, but it was too late......

"No, hide!" Liu Sanhui had a lot of dealings with Jiang Ping, knowing that Jiang Ping was not an ordinary late-stage Qi refining cultivator, his divine sense had been staring at the fire thunder ball, and found that there were dozens of fragments hidden in the fire thunder ball!

Senior Brother Li came with a look of disdain, and even the female cultivator Ruolan shook her head amusedly, disdainful of the power of the fire thunderball, propped up a body shield, and then hid outward.

"Carving insect skills!"

At this time, the wind blade was about to slash at the fire thunder ball, but the fire thunder ball exploded instantly, breaking the wind blade.

As soon as everyone's thoughts passed, seeing a sneer glimpsing at the corner of Jiang Ping's mouth, Meng Jing and the others were slightly stunned, Senior Brother Li looked at the fire thunderball again, and shouted that it was not good!

"What a speed!"

Immediately, the divine consciousness of the seven great monks swept out, and Jiang Ping stayed a hundred zhang away.

"A small fire thunderball, even if it contains more aura, can it still break through our body shield?" The foundation building monks disdained, Meng Jing flicked his hand, and a wind blade appeared in his hand and slashed towards the fire thunderball.

Liu Sanhui seemed to have a hunch, "Wouldn't it be that weird method again?" he was shocked and hurriedly flew away from here.

Meng Jing and the others were suddenly shocked, what about people!

The moment the body shield was cut open, Jiang Ping's feet shrunk into inches, disappearing into the broken shield, and only a human head-sized fire thunder technique remained in the shield.

Although the body shield still has six or seven percent of the aura, the demon slashing knife is too high, and it is not comparable at all.

It seems that time is very slow, but only in an instant, the bald head Meng Jing slashed the demon slashing knife, and the demon slashing knife slashed on the wall of the body shield, and the body shield was split by the demon slashing knife like paper, and the body shield was instantly dispersed.

At this moment, Jiang Ping found that the bald head was just slashing to the side of the light mask, and he didn't want to hurt his life, Jiang Ping was determined in his heart, it turned out that he wanted to capture himself alive, hehe, in this way, he would have enough time to show his back hand.

Under the scorching heat, the seven great foundation building monks surrounded a body shield, and the current bald monk held a demon slashing knife and slashed towards the body shield.

Jiang Ping was just a small Qi Refining Cultivator, even the weakest Foundation Building Early Stage Cultivator could defeat him, how could Meng Jing and the others look down on him.

Although Meng Jing and the others were all foundation building monks, none of their divine senses could be higher than Jiang Ping, and Jiang Ping was in their eyes, and they had no divine sense to find out what kind of means Jiang Ping had left.

It's not the most powerful, it's the fragment of the Fire Thunderball's magic weapon that is the deadliest.

Seeing that this person was in a good posture, Jiang Ping stood up, and the fire thunder technique hidden in his hand condensed extremely strong power, reaching the maximum extent that Jiang Ping could control, and this fire thunder ball consumed forty percent of his spiritual energy!

Jiang Ping was shocked in his heart, when Meng Jing came here, he guessed when he saw everyone's faces, and when he heard that this long knife turned out to be a high-level magic weapon, he was even more shocked, his body shield was only a beginner-level magic weapon, although it was a special magic weapon made by Qingle Zhenren, mainly used for defense, but he couldn't withstand a blow from a high-level magic weapon.

Meng Jing didn't care what the faces of the few people were, and held the demon slashing knife in both hands, "Senior brothers, please get out of the way, Meng Bai will break this body shield!"

After hearing this, Senior Brother Li and the others were full of contempt in their hearts, what is the meaning of the exercises that are not in line with the gift given to you, who does not know the value of a high-level magic weapon? It is difficult for a foundation-building monk to accumulate a lifetime in exchange for a high-level magic weapon, even if Jindan Zhenren cannot despise it, and give it to Mengjing? If it were not for the special relationship between Mengjing and Li Mubai, and the confidant of Li Mubai, how could he be willing to give it to Mengjing.

Meng Jing laughed, "The exercises practiced by the master are biased towards the yang, the exercises are open and closed, and the yang energy is full, but this demon slashing knife is the most soft, and the master can't use it, so he gave this knife to the senior brother." ”

Ruolan Nu was even more discolored, and shouted in a lost voice: "Senior Brother Mengjing, Senior Uncle Li actually gave you this knife!"

"High-level magic weapon demon slashing knife!" Senior Brother Li muttered when he saw this knife.

Meng Jing stretched out his hand and flicked it on the storage bag, and an eight-foot-long machete appeared in his hand, the handle accounted for nearly sixty percent of the length, and the knife surface was like cold water poured, and the scorching light shone, and it couldn't withstand the cold air from the long knife.

"Yo, is there such a thing? Is it a high-level magic weapon? Look at how Senior Brother breaks it!" Meng Jing squinted at the others, Senior Brother Li stood aside with an ugly face, without the slightest intention of talking, and even the female cultivator Ruolan and the others hid aside.

Meng Jing's face was 'startled', his eyes narrowed, and his smile hid a sense of playfulness.

Liu Sanhui comprehended, his face showed a quack, and said with a smile: "Hey, let Senior Brother Mengjing laugh, my Liu Sanhui's skills are so poor that I can't even break an ordinary magic weapon body shield, this has to be seen by Senior Brother Mengjing." ”

His one-finger body shield, "Senior Brother Liu, this is ......"

Meng Jing swept his eyes over the monks, and then looked at Jiang Ping, who was trapped in the body shield.

"Senior Brother Mengjing, can I wait for you to come, didn't Uncle Li come?" Liu San saw the bald head, his face showed joy, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Senior Brother Li and the others raised their eyes to look at the bald head, each with a ghost in their hearts.

Suddenly, there was a long howl in the distance, and a bald monk galloped from a distance, "Senior brothers, Mengjing is too late!"

Liu Sanhui, Senior Brother Li and the others really didn't dare to move the body shield easily, and they all quietly crossed their knees in the air to recuperate.

"The moment the body shield is opened, I must use the shrinkage of the ground into inches, and then detonate the fire thunder technique, in this case, even if they are foundation building monks, they will be seriously injured, maybe one or two people will die!" Jiang Ping calculated the power of the fire thunder technique after it exploded, and thought about how far away from this place could not only be outside the safe range but also detonate the fire thunder technique.

Jiang Ping doesn't care what the people are calculating, as long as it drags on for a long time, the better it will be for him.

Several foundation building monks are all old and sophisticated guys, so they can naturally hear the meaning of Liu San's conversation, and several people look at each other, and no one will take the initiative to break the body shield, which makes Jiang Ping look at it in a fog.

A cry of pain from the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, startled the birds in the forest below, and hundreds of people looked at each other, what kind of pain is this, to roar such a scream, is this person's soul burned by the flames?

Monk Long Eyebrows, a fragment of a magic weapon pierced his lower abdomen, while the other directly pierced his eyes, killing him instantly, blood splattered like rain into the sky, and the corpse fell.

Liu San would hide far away, and he could have enough time to react and dodge the flying fragments one by one, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Ping.