"Thief!

The white-bearded old man chasing behind was furious, and when he saw Luo Xiaotian stop, he directly made a killing move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cyan flying sword flew over, rose in the wind, and turned into a flying sword ten zhang long, and slashed down, and before it fell, there was an amazing cyan storm rushing towards the face, which made the body hurt. The cyan wind blade fell, leaving ravines in all directions.

"Wood Spirit Diagram!"

Luo Xiaotian roared, and countless tender green grasses grew up, wrapped into balls, and protected the sloppy king in it.

Then, with a low roar, the iron rod met the thirty-zhang flying sword.

The flying sword was not an illusory size, but was transformed into such a size by the white-bearded old man using a secret method. After becoming bigger, the strength of the flying sword has become dozens of times larger, and the flying sword that can easily split the fly is no longer something that Luo Xiaotian can resist.

The flying sword slashed down and slashed on the iron rod, shaking Luo Xiaotian's flesh and blood on his hands, and the ground under his feet sank.

"Give it to me!" Luo Xiaotian roared, with the smell of rust in his mouth, and his arms slammed into force, forcibly using the strength of his body to carry the flying sword.

The white-bearded old man flew to a place of ten zhang before stopping, staring at Luo Xiaotian with evil eyes, and said coldly: "Escape, why don't you escape?" The old man wants to see where you can escape today, can you still escape from the encirclement of my Chen family?"

Luo Xiaotian didn't know if what the white-bearded old man said was true or not, and whether there was an encirclement outside. If it is really as the white-bearded old man said, the treasure of their family is lost, then nine times out of ten it is true.

Not to mention how to solve the white-bearded old man in front of him, even if it is solved, it will be difficult to break through the outer encirclement. Unless he recovers, no one will want to touch half of his hair unless there is a monk above the sky.

"You Chen family, I remember. Luo Xiaotian said coldly.

The white-bearded old man snorted coldly, only when Luo Xiaotian was bluffing, and said, "I have to remember my Chen family, and I want you to have a life." ”

As he spoke, as soon as he raised his hand, he attracted the thirty-zhang flying sword, stirred up the wind on it, and slashed down towards Luo Xiaotian.

Luo Xiaotian's heart froze, his mouth opened, and a drop of the essence blood of the innate gods fell into his mouth, and in an instant, the power in it filled his body.

His body was much stronger than when he had taken the Innate Spirit Essence Blood before, even if he took ten drops in a row, there would be no problem. One drop of essence blood can restore him to his peak state and stay in a quarter of an hour, and ten drops is more than an hour.

"Get out!"

Full of strength, Luo Xiaotian let out a low roar, and the iron rod slammed into it, with a loud bang, and the flying sword he suppressed was directly smashed away.

The white-bearded old man had a look of disbelief on his face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The luster on his natal flying sword had faded a lot, and there was a crack on it that almost broke the flying sword in two. He was almost able to destroy his natal flying sword, and it was difficult to recover from such a degree of damage, without decades of pregnancy.

But what the white-bearded old man was more concerned about now was the strength that Luo Xiaotian suddenly showed. Just now, he was obviously still being pressed and beaten, but now why did he suddenly erupt. Could it be that you have been hiding it all the time?

Wrong!

The white-bearded old man thought that Luo Xiaotian opened his mouth to swallow a drop of green blood just now, and guessed that it should be some kind of precious heavenly treasure. But no matter what method is used, the point is that Luo Xiaotian's current strength can already kill him.

Escape!

The thought of retreating instantly came to the white-bearded old man's mind.

But at this moment, the sound of breaking the sky came from a distance.

Sou!

A blue streamer wrapped in a flying sword flew in.

Luo Xiaotian's face condensed slightly, summoned the Dragon Slaying Sword, instantly turned it into a foot-long size, and met the attacking flying sword.

Boom!

In an encounter, the Dragon Slayer Sword was directly beaten back to its original form, and the Soldier Flying Sword only paused and was called back.

In the distance, a man flew up and landed on the ground.

"Is it the person you killed my Chen family?" The man's eyes were indifferent, looking at Luo Xiaotiandao.

The person who came was a young man in his twenties, a beautiful man, and his eyes were eeriely blue.

Seeing the visitor, the white-bearded old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your help." Please also ask the young master and the old man to kill this fang together. ”

The man shook his head and said, "I'll do it alone." ”

The white-bearded old man's words were blocked, but he didn't mean to be dissatisfied, so he stepped back directly.

The white-bearded old man is the cultivation of the middle stage of contemplation, and the man who is called the young master is the cultivation of the early stage of contemplation.

But Luo Xiaotian could feel that this man with blue eyes was more than several times stronger than the white-bearded old man.

"You, come. The man with blue eyes raised his hand towards Luo Xiaotian and made a gesture for Luo Xiaotian to come first.

Luo Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, but he was not annoyed, nodded and went directly. There is no advantage, no white is not taken up, the battle between the monks is life and death, and the demeanor or something is sick.

"Titan!"

Luo Xiaotian said in a low voice in his throat.

"Open the sky!"

His body swelled to a foot high, and he grasped an iron rod that had also grown larger in one hand and a giant axe that was yellowish in the other.

The blue-pupiled man's pupils shrank, and when he saw Luo Xiaotian's momentum, he knew that he was underestimating the enemy, and he didn't obey the words that let Luo Xiaotian go first, so he directly greeted him.

"Slash!"

The man with blue eyes pointed at the blue flying sword, and suddenly the flying sword turned into a full twenty zhang in size, rolling up countless water vapor and slashing towards Luo Xiaotian.

Luo Xiaotian let out a low snort, and directly threw out the earthy yellow giant axe, smashed it on the flying sword, and smashed it back.

Then, he flew up again, grabbed the iron rod with both hands, and smashed it towards the man with blue eyes.

The man with blue pupils didn't dodge, his hand quickly pinched, the blue in his eyes flashed with a strong light, and he shouted in a low voice: "Come water!"

Countless water vapor condensed into drops in the air, and the iron rod smashed on it as if it were on solid steel, slightly blocking the momentum of the iron rod.

The blue-pupiled man's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed the iron rod directly - in his opinion, the force of Luo Xiaotian's blow had been canceled out by not much.

However, he did not know that the iron rod itself was extraordinary.

"Ahh

The blue-eyed man screamed in pain, and his body retreated. His hand that grabbed the iron rod was bent at ninety degrees, and if he hadn't dodged it in time, he would have been interrupted by Luo Xiaotian.

"You're damned!" snapped the blue-eyed man.

Luo Xiaotian looked at him sarcastically, he was sick again. Sure enough, this Chen family is all sick.

"Elder Li, help me kill this fang!" the man with blue eyes called out to the white-bearded old man.

Luo Xiaotian's face showed disdain, and he raised his hand to the two of them, waving provocatively.

But his heart sank, half of the time for a drop of essence blood had passed, and he couldn't spend it any longer.