"Situ Nyima!"

Yimei Zhenren shouted, and even the title of master was exempted, and he glared at Situ Nyima, who fell into the well, viciously, and said, "Kill the same sect, do you think the senior brother in charge will still favor you?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Emperor Tingfeng slashed his palm from the left side of Yimei Zhenren, and said coldly: "It's just blame, you participated in framing my master Lu Qing Zhenren." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing that the emperor listened to the wind and made a move, the real person with one eyebrow didn't have time to explain at all, so he directly sacrificed his natal magic weapon, and swiped a few moves at the same time to greet the emperor listening to the wind and other disciples of the Phantom Immortal Sect.

Hearing the wind and seeing the situation, the emperor blessed the protective cover on his body, and at the same time, the giant sword in his hand was raised, and it was directly slashed in the direction of the Yimei real person who made the first move, eliminating several spiritual lights from the Yimei real person, and Li Ziheng and the others behind the emperor listened to the wind were exempted from a difficulty, and the rest of the disciples of the Phantom Immortal Sect were all killed by the Yimei real person with one blow.

The emperor listened to the wind and swept a glance at the ice and snow in the sky, and coldly "Hmph!" raised his hand to be a thunder beast, and the other party couldn't help but react, and raised his hand and threw it at a real person, only to see the direction of the real person with a golden light, and the loud sound of "Boom!" kept pouring out, plus the center of the explosion, it was frozen layer by layer by a real person using ice spells, and the surging level was as amazing as a flower.

"Poof!" I could only hear a mouthful of blood spit out from a real person, and the protective shield on his body was removed directly, and he was bullied so badly by a junior's spell that a high-level monk would feel ashamed, and a real person with a single eyebrow was no exception.

I saw that Yimei Zhen's mouth was silently chanting, and a miniature version of the cloud suddenly appeared in his hand, and then, Yimei Zhenren threw the cloud into the air, and there was a "Boom!" in the sky, and the entire space was covered by clouds.

Thunder was rolling in the space, and countless thunderbolts flashed from the space dozens of meters away from Emperor Tingfeng and the others, giving people an invisible sense of oppression, under the clouds, except for the exception of Emperor Tingfeng, almost everyone couldn't move for half a minute.

"Haha!" Yimei Zhenren laughed wildly, looking at Emperor Tingfeng and the others as if they were staring at the dead, almost as long as he made a move, he could destroy those few low-level existences like ants in one fell swoop.

"Oh! You're not bad!"

Emperor Tingfeng looked very interested, carefully observed the "Wanyun Duel" magic weapon offered by a real person, raised his hand and said again, "I'm very interested, I don't know if you mind giving it to my nephew to play!"

Emperor Tingfeng said lightly, and at the same time, the movements in his hands did not pause at all, and at the same time as the thunder beast was conjured, it was directly projected into the space that covered the original sky, only to hear the sound of "boom!", the thunder beast disappeared into the clouds, and after a few seconds, he still didn't hear any sound, that is, the emperor heard the wind and was stupid, and he also knew what was happening.

"I see!"

The emperor listened to the wind and was still unhurried, and thought about why the thunder beast would be absorbed by the other party's "Wanyun Decision", the phantom body was powerful, after all, it was only a phantom body, and the strength of the magic weapon was far above the phantom body.

What's more, the "Wanyun Duel" magic weapon offered by Yimei Zhenren is above the high-level magic weapon, although it is not ranked among the high-level magic weapons, the strength is still not inferior to those high-level magic weapons.

"Haha!

Yimei Zhenren continued to laugh fearlessly, especially when he saw Emperor Tingfeng throwing out the thunder beast that posed a threat to him, seeing that the other party did not work at all, the pride in his heart soared a few points.

"Uncle Shi, please don't be impatient!"

The emperor glanced at the other party when he heard the wind, and he was too lazy to entangle with the other party, raised his hand and put a giant sword in his hand, and said: "If you are too light on the enemy, you will die a miserable death!"

"The old man has Wanyun in his hand, can you bear with me!"

Yimei Zhenren did not wait for the giant sword in Emperor Tingfeng's hand to demonstrate, urging the magic weapon in his hand, "Boom!" Several thunderbolts rolled down from the sky, and smashed directly down on Emperor Tingfeng and others.

When the emperor heard the wind and saw this, he could only let go of the attack on the real person with an eyebrow, and raised his sword to first melt away the thunder that was split from the world, although it was only a thunder caused by a magic weapon, the movement was not inferior to the real thunder.

Its attack power is also high-level and upper-level, even if Emperor Tingfeng has a continuous supply of spiritual power, the mana disparity is too great, and it is unbearable.

"Poof!" The emperor spit out a mouthful of blood speechlessly, he just received a few thunderbolts from the other party, and actually consumed most of his mana, and accidentally passed by without a thunderbolt, scratching a large piece of skin, and the sleeve on his left hand was also missing.

"Hmph!" Yimei Zhenren snorted coldly, and said: "Boy, where is the morale just now, didn't you say that you are interested in the old man's Wan Yundu? ”

A real person with a smile showed a trace of ruthlessness on his face, concentrating his attack power, ignoring Li Ziheng's few disciples who had no power to resist, all of them thundered and struck Emperor Tingfeng's body, only to hear a "boom!" sound in the space, the space centered on Emperor Tingfeng was full of thunder and lightning, and it didn't stop and rose again, it was really impossible for people to imagine that the attacked Emperor Tingfeng still had hope of surviving.

When the thunder withdrew, there was not even a piece of scum left where Emperor Tingfeng was standing, and Li Ziheng and the others were frightened for a while, staring at the real person who was still laughing wildly with a look of disbelief.

Yimei Zhenren saw that Emperor Tingfeng was destroyed by his own Wanyun Decision, and his heart suddenly relaxed a lot, Emperor Tingfeng is indeed the biggest trouble, as for Li Ziheng and a few people, Yimei Zhenren has not taken it to heart at all, is it not that Emperor Tingfeng's identity in the Phantom Immortal Sect has always been a mystery-like existence, and it will not be that Yimei Zhenren would have been nervous before.

Now that he sees that the biggest threat is dead, Yimei Zhenren naturally doesn't have to worry, the one who wiped out Li Ziheng and the others is like this, and the one whose life is remembered and can still be reconciled with that person is not stupid or stupid pig, Yimei Zhenren is not so easy to bully.

As for Situ Nyima, what about the disciples of the head of Daohong, and what about the proud disciples of the Situ family, if they are destroyed, they will be destroyed, could it be that if a person dies in the realm of the Heavenly Dao Sect, there will be people who can guess it, and then Yimei Zhenren directly denied it, insisting that he has been staying in the sect retreat, and the head of Daohong will turn his face against the people of the Nine Protectors.

What's more, how difficult it is for a sect to cultivate a high-level disciple, not only does it take a lot of pills and spiritual power, but also the time for cultivation takes decades or even hundreds of years.

"A few of you!" Yimei Zhenren put away his smile, revealing full of killing intent, staring at Situ Nyima and the others, and said in such a relaxed tone as he told him about today's weather: "You have disappointed Uncle Shi! Uncle Shi naturally will not treat you badly, and he is ashamed of your carefully planned plot to kill Uncle Shi." ”

Yimei Zhenren put away the "Wanyun Duel" magic weapon, anyway, there are a few sect disciples on the other side who are not high in cultivation and not very strong, there is really no need for a high-level monk to use the natal magic weapon.

I saw a real person pinching his hands, and several ice needles came out of his palms, and they continued to grow, and then, I saw that those ice needles turned into icicles, which were the same as the water pillars that came out of the phantom body of Tsing Yi back then.

Yimei Zhenren sneered, raised his hand and gave Situ Nyima and Li Ziheng and the others a few icicles flying away, only to hear "magnetic!" Several sounds, the icicles broke through the protective shield of Li Ziheng and others, and at the same time, with a "poof!", it hit the magic weapons of several people.

Among them, several low-level disciples were directly destroyed by the other party's move because they couldn't withstand the full force of the Yimei real person, Situ Nyima and Li Ziheng were several realms higher than those low-level disciples by hitting Ye Fei Ye, so they naturally received the opponent's full force blow, but I don't know if the second attack of the Yimei real person will go all out against them.

"A group of ants, they still want to beat the old man's idea, that blue-haired monster boy is dead, you don't have to count on anything, haha!"

Yimei Zhenren laughed loudly, and several icicles that came out of his hand flew directly towards Situ Nyima and the others, and after hearing several "magnetic!" sounds, the icicles were directly inserted into the bodies of Situ Nyima, Li Ziheng and Ye Feiye.

Especially Li Ziheng, who was forced to block it by Situ Nyima on the side, half of the icicles that shot at him were all inserted into Li Ziheng's body, and several blood droplets fell to the ground frozen by the ice power of the icicles.

"Poof!" Li Ziheng couldn't believe his eyes, staring at Situ Nyima, who was standing half a step behind him, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and then, Li Ziheng's eyes turned black and he fell directly to the ground.

"It's really worthy of being a member of the Situ family, the methods are really cruel enough! Even his own alliance dares to make a move, Situ Master and nephew, the old man can be regarded as understanding you. ”

"Hmph!" Situ Nyima snorted coldly and said: "People don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, the nephew just sees the facts clearly, uncle, do you dare to kill his clansmen regardless of the feelings of the Situ Elder of the Situ family for the sake of such a villain's calculations?"

"Well!" Yimei Zhenren smiled coldly and said: "Elder Situ's affection is naturally given, but what is the idea in the nephew's heart, don't blame the master for not reminding you, even if it is the head of Daohong and the Situ family, it will be impossible to exchange a life from the old man." ”

"In this way, Uncle Shi plans to let the master and nephew go without remembering the villain!"

"Master and nephew, don't think too much, the old man is not the kind of casual enemy who can let go of the enemy who threatens the old man's life. ”

"What Uncle Shi means, my nephew naturally understands, as long as the Situ family can take it, it will naturally not be stingy. ”