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Lan Qi'er is amazingly beautiful, but she shoots mercilessly.Another man in black was hesitating to himself, when he suddenly saw that the other party had urged the flying sword to attack, he was busy meeting the enemy carefully, but he suddenly heard his companion exclaim-

The cry for help of "spare ......" was about to exit, and it stopped abruptly.

The man in black looked in horror, only to see that his companion was firmly bound by a golden net, and as he struggled, he was suddenly engulfed in a ball of blue flames, but in an instant, he was burned to ashes. He couldn't help but lose his voice and said, "You are ......"

"Samadhi True Fire ......" Lan Qi'er stretched out her hand to recall the golden silk knot, and the little spark that made her heart palpitate was also lost in her body. She responded casually, with an indifferent look and peaceful words, but what she brought to people was a murderous intent.

The man in black had a stiff face and a bitter heart. At the beginning of the monk's foundation, there was a real fire in the sea of qi, which was the people's fire, also known as the real fire, so that the alchemy refining tool could still be reluctant, and it was slightly insufficient to resist the enemy. Only in the middle of the foundation building, the king's fire, the minister's fire, and the true fire of Samadhi can be driven to wish.

There is a saying among monks that true fire does not succeed, and real people are not true. Therefore, the monks in the early stage of foundation building always have unspeakable helplessness when facing the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

Fortunately, the other party put away the true fire of Samadhi, and the man in black secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he had no fighting spirit. He hastily resisted and retreated, only to hear a scream again. Hurriedly looked back, it turned out to be a fellow senior brother who was killed by Xian Feng. He couldn't help but get anxious, why hadn't help come yet?

"Haha! I dare to go against my Xian Feng, there is only one death!" After killing one person, the high-spirited Xian Feng, with his killing intent growing stronger, wanted to kill him.

The four of them lost half of them in a blink of an eye, and the remaining two men in black became a little flustered, and when they retreated, they didn't forget to look back. Seeing this, Lan Qi'er, who had been being careful, hurriedly reminded her: "Senior Brother Xian Feng, poor Kou Mo chase!"

"Haha, Qi'er is worried about the safety of the foolish brother? It's just a ghostly person, and Xian sees it as a mustard!"

When killing the enemy, the beauty accompanies you, and the long sword rejuvenates the blood only as a flower. Xian Feng, who was arrogant for a while, couldn't help but feel emotional. Isn't the good intentions of many years just for the attention of today's beauties!

Xian Feng must have cultivated in the late stage of foundation building, and he is the best among the foundation building monks of Xuantian Gate. When he was proud, he didn't forget to pay attention to the movement around him. My sister's face is unhappy? My daughter's mind is really unpredictable! Wait for me to kill all the stubborn enemies, let you see the demeanor of being a brother!

The two cowering black-clothed men were still reluctant to leave, and the self-righteous Xian Feng sneered quite reservedly, but the sword rainbow under his feet suddenly froze. He stopped in mid-air, stunned.

"Senior Brother Xian Feng, get out of here quickly!" Lan Qi'er's expression became cold, and after dropping a sentence, she turned around and left with Qiu Caiying.

"Ah, what the junior sister said is very true!" Xian Feng's demeanor was no longer free and easy, he hurriedly responded, not caring about the two black-clothed people, and hurriedly chased after the junior sister.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, three sword lights suddenly came. The leader was so quick that he came out first, and scolded: "I want to leave at this time, it's too late!" Before his words fell, he opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword, heading straight for Xian Feng.

Sure enough, it was a Jindan monk! The frightened Xian Feng hurriedly tried his best to resist, and the flying sword general was knocked away, followed by a muffled sound of "boom-", and the flying sword magic weapon was like thunder, hitting him in the back.

"Kara-" With a sound, the light behind Xian Feng flashed, and the light shield formed by spiritual power was smashed into pieces, he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell like a bird with broken wings. The two black-clothed men took advantage of the fire to rob, and drove the flying sword under their feet to chase after them.

Lan Qi'er, who had not yet stayed away, saw that Xian Feng's fate was on the verge of death, so she couldn't think too much, and as soon as her body turned in the air, she sacrificed the white silk in her hand.

It is not easy for a female cultivator to build a foundation, and she still wants to save people, she really doesn't know whether she is alive or dead! The Jindan monk who had just succeeded in one blow had a sneer on her face, and drove the flying sword to bully forward, and she was bound to capture and kill these Xuantianmen monks in one fell swoop.

Lan Qi'er took Qiu Caiying, the two of them had the same sword, and went straight to the fallen Xian Feng, and the two men in black arrived at the same time. The white silk in his hand was as fast as a dragon, and he quickly left, tightly entangling Xian Feng at once. At the moment when there was no room for delay, the Jindan monk also came to the top of his head, and a sword light roared down with the chill of the forest.

"Master, let's go!" Qiu Caiying couldn't help but shout when she saw that Master's condition was critical.

There was no way out, the sword light flashed under Lan Qi'er's feet, and she fell down in a hurry, and the sword qi behind her was approaching, obviously unavoidable. In her busy schedule, she threw the golden knot back, not forgetting to pull Qiu Caiying in front of her.

"Boom-" With a bang, Brother Jindan's flying sword came violently, and it actually broke through the net, and stabbed Lan Qi'er in the back with a sword. Similar to Xian Feng, the light on his body flashed, and the light shield came out of his body. There was another thud, and the light shield dimmed, but it did not shatter.

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and Lan Qi'er suppressed her mind without losing her mind. With all the strength at hand, she brought Xian Feng bound by Bai Aya to her side, and then took out a jade talisman and crushed it with her hand. Then the dazzling light enveloped the three of them and disappeared in mid-air......

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On a gentle dirt slope, there stood several Qi cultivation disciples dressed in black. One of them was obese and eye-catching. It's just that he's hiding behind people and hanging his head, looking listless.

A middle-aged thin man with a ninth-level Qi cultivation should be the highest cultivation among the five people, and the only one who gives orders. He put his hands behind his back, looked around, and said with some complaints: "The elders in the door ordered me to wait here to be on duty, but I haven't seen anyone for a few days. It's really boring to wait like this!"

"Hehe, what the senior brother said is not right! Isn't this fat senior brother human?" someone on the side made fun of the fat monk.

The thin man glanced back, and the other party greeted him with a flattering smile. He sneered disdainfully and snorted, "It's just a piece of shit!"

The laughter started, but the fat monk didn't care, and nodded again and again in agreement: "Senior brother, I am very honored! The younger brother is already honored to be able to listen to the call and run errands in front of all the senior brothers! Obviously, these senior brothers didn't take it to heart at all.

The fat on his face trembled, and the fat monk snorted secretly and buried his head deeply. It's just that his sly look flashed in his eyes.

These people seemed bored, gossiping a few words from time to time to pass the time. The fat monk sat on the ground and dozed off. Two more hours had passed, and seeing that it had been in vain today, the thin man wanted to take someone back to his life, and one of his companions shouted, "Brother, someone is coming!"

In the distance, a figure could be seen standing in the distance, as if hesitating, looking this way.

"Hurry up and catch up, don't let him run away!" the thin man shouted excitedly, and took the lead in rushing over. Not to be outdone, the fat monk reluctantly got up, slapped his ass a few times, and then slowly followed.

"Boy, what a sect, report your name quickly!" the thin man rushed to the man not far away, and after shouting, he motioned for his companions to surround him.

It was a young man in a gray robe, with a somewhat thin figure, but his eyebrows were clear and his demeanor was calm. He looked at the few people who rushed over, and did not see panic, but looked at the fat monk who was left behind with great interest.

Huh! Lin Yi? How could he come here alone, wouldn't it be as bad luck as himself? The fat monk looked panting, and before he could gain a firm foothold, he was stunned.

The person who came was Lin Yi, after he left the nameless valley of the Xuanming Palace, he walked in the direction of the Yaoming Hall for another two days, and happened to bump into these black-clothed people.

Izumoko? Why is he dressed in black, could it be that this person was originally a disciple of the Black Mountain Sect?

In this empty realm, Lin Yi's divine sense could see far away. The black-clad Izumoko was staying with a few companions at this time, but his face was languishing, and he had lost all of his former spirit. Having doubts, he stopped, which attracted the thin man and others to surround him.

"Why are you here?" asked Lin Yichuan.

Izumoko was as silent as a deaf person, but she ran a few steps in a hurry, and actually blocked Lin Yi's retreat.

"Boy, I'm asking you!" the thin man was a little impatient.

Looking back at the bluffing Izumoko, Lin Yi turned around unhurriedly and said in a loud voice: "I am a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, I don't know what a few fellow Daoists of the Black Mountain Sect have to teach?"

After the thin man and a few companions exchanged glances, he said quite arrogantly: "My young sect master of the Black Mountain Sect has an order, within 10,000 miles of the Yaoming Palace, no one else will be allowed to approach!"

Slightly stunned, Lin Yi shook his head in some surprise. He didn't want to entangle with the other party, and said, "I'll leave!" The thin man sneered and said, "The monks of the Xuantian Sect and the Zhengyang Sect are not in this case. Intruder, no mercy!" As he spoke, he and a few of his companions summoned the flying sword, which was Izumoko and the flying sword in his hand, and he was silently arguing with each other.