Wujian withdrew the Buddha beads and knelt on one knee under exhaustion, and the little half-immortal also took a few steps back until Mo Liunian held him up.

Xiao Banxian looked back and saw Mo Liunian's worried gaze, and Xiao Banxian said softly: "I'm fine." ”

Ban Xianyi also stepped forward to help Wuji, Wuji's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, his hands and legs trembled slightly, obviously caused by the exertion.

Wujian walked to Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian's side, and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, there are only two." ”

The little half-immortal said: "Thanks to you." ”

Mo Yan had already removed the enchantment, but fortunately he had set up a double enchantment, otherwise the collision just now, the first layer of defensive enchantment would have been shattered a long time ago.

The little half-immortal also removed the enchantment, and also unlocked the seal of the villagers, waking them all up, and the villagers looked at each other at first, and then they were angry and wanted to ask the teacher for their guilt.

Xiao Banxian said: "Let's go out and have a look first." ”

At this time, the first rays of light in the morning had fallen, and the villagers walked out of the house suspiciously, and were instantly stunned by everything in front of them.

Some villagers began to cry, some villagers knelt on the ground to worship, the little half-immortal came to them, most of the people in the mountains have not read and are illiterate, and it is easy to backfire when talking to them, so they simply said to them in a semi-threatening tone, the matter of these two big beasts must not be publicized, otherwise the officers and soldiers will come, and the villagers will no longer have a peaceful life to live, and even more will be wiped out by the government.

Sure enough, intimidation is more effective than appeasement, although the villagers are frightened, they all nod their heads in agreement, everyone regards Xiao Banxian and the others as gods sent by God to rescue them, the oldest old man in the village asked, "Then what are we going to do?"

Xiao Banxian said: "The skin of this big beast is very hard, water and fire do not invade and will not rot, you can use it to take care of the house, I have not eaten the rest of the flesh and bones, if it is delicious, everyone will divide them, and don't worry about food until the spring of next year." ”

We walked forward under the surprised gazes of the monks. His body was trembling and his steps were staggering. I hesitated and took his arm. He shook his whole body and looked at me, a glimmer of warmth flowing in the twinkle of tears. I smiled, moved closer to his body, and used my young and strong body to hold him and walk forward step by step.

Due to the spread of the toxin, Bai Shuilan, who had been holding on almost all the time not to faint, was also refreshed when she heard this, and with a swish, she easily swung the remaining few arrows down, and then her body softened and slid backwards suddenly. "Bai Shuilan" Gu Yanyan hurriedly supported her, and as soon as she moved, Lan'er's corpse, which had been supported by her strength, also slid down suddenly, and fell into the mud with a bang, her face covered with dirty muddy water.

The starving ghost took advantage of the reaction of the collision of the weapons of the two sides, adjusted his body in mid-air, and suddenly kicked out, hitting Wang Xun's shoulder. A strong force came, kicking, kicking, kicking, Wang Xun took a few steps back, and sat down with a big butt pier. The starving ghost fell from mid-air, stood three feet in front of Wang Xun, and grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands again, "Little Hou Ye, Thirteen has conceded!"

A strong wind was blowing behind him, and the golden envoy wanted to dodge but couldn't. The wind struck him on the crook of his knee, and the golden envoy screamed miserably and fell to his knees. The back of his head was slapped again, and half of his face was slapped. After the golden envoy snorted, he was beaten to the ground, gnawed a mouthful of soil, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Emperor Qianwan grabbed Mingde and hurriedly retreated, Mingde only felt that the wind was whistling in his ears, and when he came back to his senses, he had retreated outside the courtyard. He grabbed it back in the shape of a claw, and Emperor Qianwan couldn't dodge, and was slashed from his chin to his chest by one of his eagle claw fists, and then both of them stumbled and fell to the ground. Mingde turned over and knelt on Emperor Qianwan's chest, his fingers holding the hilt of the knife trembling spasmodically.

It was a hundred moves, only to hear a muffled snort, the black-shirted scholar fell to the ground, the sword in his hand was shocked into three pieces, and only the hilt of the sword in his hand was less than a foot long.

The snow was falling, biting cold, she was already lacking in qi and blood, and at this time she ran too hard in the snow, leaning against the door, feeling black in front of her eyes, her body was extremely weak, and her feet could no longer support herself to stand down. She slowly slid down the door and sat down on the floor, hugging her knees. Her right hand gripped her left wrist and touched the two red beans that were nestled together on the golden wire. Smooth, warm, gently clinging together.

Zhai You let out a tiger roar, and slapped it with a palm. Dong Zhuoying smiled coldly, casually backarmed, and came back like lightning. As soon as the palms intersected, there was a loud thunderous sound. Dong Zhuoying shook slightly, but Zhai You took three steps back in a row before he took a stake to stand firm.

How do you know that the fierce monk is competitive, martial arts are really strong, when he saw the iron and wood fish falling in the air, not only did not retreat, but stepped forward, shouted "thank you", one arm went up, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the handle of the wooden fish, and dragged it back with the sinking momentum, the body flashed to the side, the feet stood on the ground, and even the people with the wooden fish will get up, turn a big circle, so heavy the iron and wood fish was actually picked up, although with skill, this kind of divine power is really rare. Even though the people on the slope were enemies, they could not praise each other secretly.

Seeing that Gao Miao refused to say it clearly, Yuan Wanqing didn't bother to ask again, after snorting, he flicked his sleeves, slowly turned the wall in front of the courtyard gate, and walked into the courtyard.

As he spoke, he completely forgot that he couldn't walk on his feet, and he was about to rush forward when he stood up, but he knew that his ankle was in severe pain, and he threw himself forward, his body was soft, and he was caught, and his eyes were colliding with Feng Shengyi's eyes, and those eyes were deep and bottomless, and they actually fell into his arms, and his cheeks couldn't help but crimson, but fortunately, Yongdao was dark and no one saw it.

Huiluo's face was full of tears, but he didn't cry bitterly, he only felt colder and colder, his whole body trembled, and his head that had been hit last night was now suddenly extremely painful, and the blood on his body seemed to be surging towards his head, and finally he couldn't support it, his knees were weak, and he fainted in front of the royal couch.

"Ahh He turned his head and saw that the young girl in her robe, covered in blood, had her hands raised high, her face was white and calm, and the large stone she had lifted had fallen on him again. The righteous disciple's fingers stretched out, and his lips trembled, but he didn't say a word, and he fell down with gold stars in his eyes and bleeding from his forehead.

Shao Jun got up, the wind swept away from the corner of his eyes, and a black palm slashed down towards his right temple! Shao Jun was excited, rolled on the spot, stretched out his left elbow on his back, and blocked the palm hard, and then made a standard backhand grappling, pinched the wrist acupuncture point, and forcefully brought it forward!

When the crowd relented, he felt unsteady and slipped almost to the ground, and a hand came from his left to hold him down. ——It's the old man Zhou who still has a blazing eye. He tried to shake his hand and tremble like a withered reed in the wind.

After the drunken mountain monk kicked it, he stabilized his body and suddenly spun around and lifted up one knee. Cang Ji resisted with his arms, but his internal organs were still shaken by the shock, and his body was sore. Jinglin's blood melted between his mouths, and the fire in Cangji became more and more intense, with some undying postures.

One lap, sweating, two laps, panting, three laps, legs and feet numb; when the fourth lap, Li Xian's face was already pale, his legs and feet were weak, and his pace was procrastinating, and in the fifth lap, Li Xian was already panting like a cow, his feet fell and stumbled, and he could fall to the ground at any time, but Li Xian still refused to give up, and continued to run forward with a blue face, with only one belief in his mind, run, run, persevere, and insist!

The unfortunate Cheng Shuo had just bent over from behind a tree, his right leg had not yet been raised, and there was a small thing passing through his knee, he took advantage of the situation to jump forward, but he had already fallen. His face darkened for a while, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be completely blown away by the wind. But he opened his mouth wide and lay on the ground panting, and the two men who ran in front of him turned around and dragged him into the gate without hesitation.

The master has made a move, and the details are all turnarounds. Nu Yao stiffened, and Xie Wei and Jiang Sheng on the opposite side had already taken advantage of the situation to reverse and work together to suppress her. Nu Yao stumbled back, her face pale. However, it was not enough, in the darkness, a burst of black wind suddenly swept towards her. Nu Yao was hit hard in the waist and abdomen, she coughed and threw herself forward, swinging a long whip, but she did not block the opponent's fierce attack. It's like a black whirlwind blowing in vain! The black-clothed young man is full of knives like a cold moon, and he slashes at Nu Yao with a knife!

Chen Haiping also swam to the front, and before he could reach out to help, he saw that the young monk in black frowned at his sword, and stretched out his hand to slap his hand! Chen Haiping's generation of young masters, he didn't even have time to raise his qi to resist, and only heard a muffled sound in his ears, followed by severe pain in his sternum, qi and blood shock, and the whole person retreated several feet against the current!

She stumbled into the inner room alone, shutting everyone out. She leaned against the door and breathed deeply, trying to suppress the boiling sourness in her chest, but in the end, the dark dizziness overwhelmed her. Her legs were weak, she could no longer hold her body, and slowly slipped along the closed door behind her. She sat down on her knees behind the door, and for a long time, she seemed to understand, slowly hugged her knees, sat on the cold ground, and looked at everything in front of her with wide eyes.

At this moment, Jin Ling, who was in a coma, suddenly sat up. In front of the two of them, he staggered up from the ground with his eyes closed. Wei Wuxian wanted to see what he was going to do, so he didn't move. I saw him slowly turn around himself, take one leg forward, step into the wall again, and stand back where he had just been buried. With his hands flat at his sides, even the posture is exactly the same as before.

Shen Zhuxin's heart was suddenly hit by a hammer, and she was dizzy in an instant, and she almost fell on her back, but then it was as if a force pushed her forward, her feet took two steps, and her body shook a few times to stand firm. She shouted in his direction, but her voice was uncontrollable, like a clogging. She couldn't stop crying, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Kill!" In the face of the dozen or so monks who came to pounce, Li Xian did not have the slightest fear, holding Princess Mingyue in his left hand, and pointing at him with his right hand like a knife.

"Thorn-" The thunder roared, and the rain was as bright as day with electric light. In the black temple, the sword in front of the tall middle-aged man slashed through his chest and was fixed there. The golden envoy's pupils shrank sharply, and he held the sword with both hands, but he popped and knelt down. Countless figures came like locusts. Blood flowed through his struggling sword-holding hand, and he propped himself up in front of Cheng Be, his shoulders straight.

I sat on my shoulder, holding the lean, in the staggering of the man, I only heard the screams again and again, when I looked back, the moonlight was bleak, the light and shadow of the sword was as bright as mercury flowing, cold and cold, the refracted light from time to time brought a gloomy crimson, and the bloody breath accompanied by the howling cold wind rushed in, making me dizzy, almost unable to hold it.

He bent his five fingers into claws and buckled them towards Cheng Be. Cheng Be's escape was stopped, but he was embarrassed but not timid. Shaoxia's face was pale, and under the majestic attack of the golden envoy, he immediately met it with both palms. He had no experience at all, no rules, and made five moves in a row with the golden envoy, and retreated step by step. The golden envoy sneered coldly, and forced the young man from mid-air to the ground, and he grabbed it with his five fingers - Cheng Bei knelt on the ground, his eyes reflected the remnants of the mountains and claws, and he was invincible!

Shan Chao strode closer, hugged his fists, and then plunged the soul fixing needle into the emperor's temple with one hand! This piercing was so clean and neat that the emperor didn't even have time to exclaim, his whole body trembled violently, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

An Qingxu showed an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth, his long sword was bloody, and he was proudly independent. Fengsheng's clothes were full of disbelief, he didn't move for a moment, suddenly snorted, his waist bent down, he barely supported his body with a sword, his left hand covered his right chest, and a trace of blood poured out.

Zhao Xinyuan shouted: "It's a good time!" leaned back, and his heels paused, backwards and diagonally pierced a few feet away. That Li Xuan stabbed in the air with a shot, and it happened that Huang Nuan was so strong that he couldn't stop the knife, and slashed at Li Xuan's gun with a knife, cutting it into two sections. At this lightning-fast moment, Zhao Xinyuan had already flown in front of him, raised two fists, and shook them in the faces of Li and Huang. The two of them were taken aback, and in a panic, one took a steel knife, and the other raised a half-cut gun, and was still waiting to meet the enemy, only to feel as if something on his head was lightly pressed. Look at the enemy again, and he is gone.

The eyes are snow-white, and the eyes are blood-red. Maybe he had never seen so much blood in his life, his face turned pale suddenly, even his lips had no color, cold sweat was dripping down his forehead, he felt dizzy, and the two glasses of wine he had just drunk also began to attack in time, and his stomach turned over and he only wanted to vomit, he leaned on the door frame and gradually bent down.

Just secretly said "not good", a great force has been pressed to the chest with the enemy's palm wind, as if hit by a hammer, the two suns straight to Venus, tinnitus and dazzling, reverse blood surged, a sweet mouth, a mouthful of blood did not spit out, the enemy let go of his hand again, immediately fell on his back, fainted.

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