Xiao Shaojun's shout was of course teasing, at this time, the Demon Dao Foundation Building Monks had already caught up, a total of more than 20 Foundation Building Monks, and there were only a dozen Foundation Building Monks in the opposite Bixiao Gate, as for the Qi Refining Stage disciples uploaded by the flying boat, although they were all extremely talented, but after all, they were still in the Qi Refining Period, and they could not pose much threat to these Foundation Building Monks of the Demon Dao.

"Go separately!" shouted a leading foundation monk at the front of the flying boat team at Bixiao Gate.

Scattering and fleeing has also become the most used tactic by the monks under the Bixiao Sect in the past two days. This is really helpless, there is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and me, just hoping for one that can run, it is better than being served in a pot.

Suddenly, more than a dozen flying boats from Bixiao Gate scattered and fled in all directions.

"Senior Brother Yan, you follow me to pursue that flying boat!" Xiao Shaojun was a little anxious, seeing that the duck in his mouth couldn't just fly like this, he hurriedly shouted to a foundation building monk who was closer to him.

"Yes, young master!" the Yan-surnamed Zhuji monk agreed, and then chased Xiao Shaojun left and right towards the flying boat carrying the female disciples of Bixiao Sect.

Xiao Shaojun, as the young sect master of the Heaven Splitting Sect, although he is also a foundation building monk, but these people are too late to stammer Xiao Shaojun on weekdays, at this time Xiao Shaojun has a life, this Yan surnamed foundation building monk is naturally very happy to serve.

The other foundation building monks of the Demon Dao also scattered and chased after the flying boat of the disciples of the Bixiao Sect.

Li Hui was secretly happy in his heart, in this way, it was a sure thing for him to escape.

The flying boat in front of Bixiao Gate is getting closer and closer, and the faces can already be distinguished.

I saw a foundation building monk in a yellow robe about thirty years old in front of the flying boat, desperately urging the flying boat to fly forward, and on the boat were six female disciples in the Qi refining period, as well as five male disciples.

Li Hui's heart was suddenly shocked, among the female disciples on the flying boat opposite, a slender figure, fair skin, hair casually curled up with a hosta, a lock hanging down on the forehead, a pair of eyes like two cold stars reflected in autumn water, a slightly cold and dusty woman attracted his attention - it was Han Xue who had a holiday with him.

If you want to say that Bixiao Gate has intersected with Li Hui, this Han Xue is one, and in this case, Li Hui doesn't know what it feels like to meet his former peers.

However, he was only a little surprised to meet an acquaintance suddenly, Li Hui glanced around, and did not find any other familiar people.

At this time, everyone in the Bixiao Gate on the flying boat also looked at the Demon Dao monk Han Xue who was chasing closer and closer behind in horror, and her originally cold face was a little panicked at this time, which was even more pitiful.

A beauty like Han Xue is like a pearl in the dark night wherever she goes, attracting a lot of eyeballs. A wanderer like Xiao Shaojun naturally would not ignore such a beauty.

"Hiss......" Xiao Shaojun gasped like a toothache and muttered: "What a natural stunner! There are so many concubines in this son, none of them can compare to this woman!"

Li Hui naturally heard Xiao Shaojun's whisper on the side, and couldn't help frowning.

"Hahaha, a few little beauties, leave it for my son!" Xiao Shaojun laughed fiercely, and the flying boat under his feet accelerated sharply, and it had already surpassed the flying boat where the disciples of Bixiao Sect were.

The foundation building monk of the Heaven Splitting Sect surnamed Yan also chased after him from behind, forming a front and back attack.

Xiao Shaojun patted the storage bag, and a folding fan appeared in his hand, and the fan surface was opened, and a raging flame was embroidered on it.

A magic trick in his hand hit the fan, and the flame embroidered on it seemed to really burn, faintly flowing.

"Go!" Xiao Shaojun snorted softly, and the folding fan spun and flew towards the flying boat where the disciples of the Bixiao Sect were.

The foundation building monk on the boat didn't know what the name of this folding fan was, but it was obviously a powerful spiritual weapon, and the flying sword in his hand was sacrificed, ready to face the battle.

At this moment, the folding fan stopped above everyone in Bixiao Gate, and in an instant, the fan surface skyrocketed to five feet square, and the flame embroidered on it turned into a real flame and burned.

"Whew!"

The huge flame broke away from the fan and fell to the heads of everyone in the Bixiao Gate, and for a while, the foundation monk who was standing in front of the flying boat was annihilated by a sea of fire.

Xiao Shaojun's folding fan is not just used to play cool and handsome, but a genuine superb spiritual weapon, famous as a fire fan.

The foundation building monk of Bixiao Gate had no good way to deal with the overwhelming flames for a while, and his spiritual power was frantically injected into the flying sword in his hand, slashing towards the falling flames, and at the same time, his hands pinched in front of him to form a light curtain to prevent the flames from falling.

However, the flame was a tangible and intangible thing, and it was slashed away with a sword, temporarily splitting the flame into two halves, and then merging into one place, still falling towards the foundation building monk of the Bixiao Gate. I had to withdraw the flying sword and use the light curtain to support it.

"Haha!" Xiao Shaojun looked so neat, laughed, and with a light click of his fingers, the wind and fire fan went down, and another flame fell towards the foundation building monk of Bixiao Gate below with the sound of the wind.

The light curtain formed by the foundation building monks of the Bixiao Gate was melted inch by inch in the flames! The flames pressed down little by little!

"Junior brothers and sisters, let's take action together to help Senior Uncle Zhang!" Seeing that the situation was critical, a Qi refining stage disciple on the flying boat shouted.

The other Qi Refining Stage disciples on the boat woke up like a dream, and they all sacrificed their respective spiritual weapons to attack Xiao Shaojun who was casting spells in front.

For a while, all kinds of swords, lights, swords and shadows attacked Xiao Shaojun together, and the spiritual weapon used by Han Xue was still the blue silk used by Li Hui in the martial arts competition.

The flying swords of these Qi Refining Stage disciples suddenly became sluggish when they were still a long way away from Xiao Shaojun, trembling and crumbling.

"Hahaha, I can't help myself!" Xiao Shaojun looked confident.

It turned out that at this time, Xiao Shaojun was five zhang away from the Bixiao Gate flying boat, and these Qi refining stage disciples of Bixiao Gate could not attack the enemy within three zhang of the spirit weapon at all, if it was five zhang away, they would not be able to control the spirit weapon at all with their current cultivation.

The disciples of Bixiao Sect had to take back the spiritual weapon, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, Xiao Shaojun was still urging the wind and fire fan, and the flames kept falling, and the light curtain formed by the foundation monks of Bixiao Gate was already in danger.

"Help Uncle Zhang stop the flames!" a disciple of Bixiao Sect shouted.

All the Qi Refining Stage disciples reacted, and they all shot out one after another to inject the magic tricks into the light curtain formed by the Zhuji monk surnamed Zhang, and for a while, the light curtain was full of light, and it thickened again, blocking the falling flames.

"Phew!"

At this moment, a flying sword roared and pierced the dantian of the monk surnamed Zhuji of Bixiao Gate.

"Hahaha, how can you ignore my existence!" It was the Heaven Splitting Sect's Yan-surnamed Zhuji Monk who made the shot.

"Haha, Senior Brother Yan came just in time!" Xiao Shaojun laughed.

The Bixiao Gate Foundation Cultivator looked at the tip of the sword that emerged from his dantian in disbelief, the dantian was destroyed, the spiritual power was rapidly dissipating, and life was slowly disappearing.

"Hmph!" The foundation building monk of the Heaven Splitting Sect surnamed Yan snorted coldly, and with a move of his hand, the flying sword inserted in the body of the foundation building monk of Bixiao Gate flew back upside down.

The foundation building monk of Bixiao Gate fell weakly, and the flying boat under his feet lost control and instantly became the size of a palm, falling towards the ground.

"Ahh

The disciples of the Bixiao Sect on the boat exclaimed in surprise, losing the flying boat, these disciples of the Qi Refining Period who couldn't fly involuntarily fell quickly to the ground.

"Little beauty, don't panic, this son is here!" Xiao Shaojun smiled and flew towards Han Xue, who was falling quickly on the ground, and chased after him.

The flying boat circled in the air and reached directly below Han Xue's fall, waiting for Han Xue to fall in as if opening a net.

Han Xue flew down from mid-air, her clothes fluttering in the air, like a flower floating in the wind.

"Little beauty, come into my arms!" Xiao Shaojun showed a wicked smile on his face, and opened his arms to catch Han Xue who had fallen.

Falling involuntarily suddenly stopped, Han Xue was sure in his heart at first, just like a drowning person suddenly approached the shore, and his heart was a little calmer, but then he found himself lying in the arms of the demon monk who shot down his flying boat, and his heart sank again.

Han Xue understood what happened to the demon path monk in front of him who was looking at him with obscene eyes, and a trace of resoluteness flashed in his eyes: "Even if you die, don't let this demon demon insult me!"

Struggling to stand up, Han Xue slapped a spirit weapon flying sword in the storage bag, which was already in his hand, and stabbed his backhand into his chest.

Xiao Shaojun had already taken precautions, and stretched out his hand to grab Han Xue's wrist: "Little beauty, this son is reluctant to let you die!"

Han Xue looked at the demonic monk in front of him in horror and helplessness, his wrist was tightly grasped by Xiao Shaojun, and his sleeves were removed, revealing a snow-white wrist.

Xiao Shaojun's eyes were straight, and his thumb moved lightly, rubbing against Han Xue's wrist.

"Phew!"

Xiao Shaojun's eyes widened suddenly, and the tip of the sword passed through his chest, revealing a long section on his chest.

"You! you ......" Xiao Shaojun turned his head with difficulty, his eyes full of confusion and looked at Li Hui, who was staring at him coldly.

"Phew!"

Li Hui withdrew the long sword with an expressionless face, and blood rushed out of Xiao Shaojun's chest, spraying Han Xue in front of him.

Han Xue was motionless, looking at the scene in front of her in dismay, completely shocked by this sudden change.

"This demonic monk...... It seems that I have seen it somewhere!" Han Xue looked at Li Hui and suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

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The second watch is coming, the hero saves the beauty, are you very surprised? Do you remember Li Hui's beautiful sister? Resolutely collect the red ticket......