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Li Peirong suddenly panicked in her heart, and hurriedly pinched her hands with both hands, and the other crystal flying sword shone brightly, and slashed at the purple-haired monk.

After the purple-haired monk smiled, he raised one hand, and a small black net flew out, and after the wind rose, he directly trapped the flying sword in it.

Immediately after, the purple-haired monk unhurriedly took out a small purple hammer from his sleeve, and with a flick of it, the purple hammer turned into a purple streamer and slammed out.

Seeing this scene, Li Peirong couldn't help but look startled, and slapped her waist without thinking much, and a cyan brocade appeared out of thin air, and then soared up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a layer of cyan light curtain to protect her body.

With a loud bang, the cyan light curtain shook violently under the blow of the purple hammer, but soon regained its calm again.

Li Peirong finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then urged the true yuan in her body to pour into the light curtain.

The purple-haired monk was obviously a little surprised, the power of this small hammer magic weapon was really not small, but it was still easily resisted, and it seemed that the purple brocade was not low-grade.

However, the purple-haired monk was not in a hurry about this, and with one hand, the purple hammer slammed into the light curtain again, and each time it became more and more violent.

Although the light curtain seemed to be unusually strong, it began to become crumbling under such a strong attack, and it didn't take long for it to be forcibly broken.

On the other side, while Yuan Fei was fighting against the horse-faced monk, he naturally put part of his mind on Li Peirong. As soon as he saw that the woman's situation was not good, he immediately raised his hand and patted her waist.

As soon as there was a buzzing sound, a black shadow flew out of it, and it was a swarm of vicious-looking poisonous bees.

As soon as the bees appeared, they fluttered their wings and pounced on the purple-haired monk.

The purple-haired monk only noticed the abnormality as soon as his consciousness moved, and after snorting coldly with disdain, a purple light burst out.

But the peaks suddenly scattered, unharmed, and pounced on the opposite side again.

Seeing this scene, the purple-haired monk couldn't help but be stunned, and then connected his ten fingers, and purple light filaments flew out from between his fingers, crisscrossing and intertwining, condensing into a large purple silk net, just falling down, covering the poisonous bees in it.

But these poisonous bees have sharp teeth, coupled with an astonishing number, and they bite frantically, and with a "snort", they get out of the purple wire net, and quickly rush towards it.

At this moment, the purple-haired monk's expression finally became solemn, and with a single move, he grabbed the purple hammer in his hand, and then shook it fiercely in front of him.

Suddenly, the light was bright, and more than a dozen purple hammer shadows appeared, and with a single flicker, it enveloped the swarm in it.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and many poisonous bees were killed on the spot. But these were only a tiny part, and most of the poisonous bees had already tricked themselves into the purple-haired monk's approach, opening their fangs and waving their sharp feet to attack.

Originally, the purple-haired monk had no big problem resisting the attack of the swarm, but Li Peirong took this opportunity to get out of trouble, and urged the magic weapon to wander around, attacking from time to time, so that she had to fight with twelve points of energy.

But after a long time, the purple-haired monk's true yuan was greatly consumed. After gritting his teeth, the light flashed, and he planned to leave first.

Unexpectedly, Li Peirong had already seen the purple-haired monk's intentions, and took the first step to urge the magic weapon to block his way, and at the same time, the thousand poisonous bees also swooped up.

At this moment, the purple-haired monk was really unable to resist, and in a hurry, one of them was accidentally stabbed in the shoulder by a flying sword.

And as soon as the thousand poisonous bees smelled blood, they became even more crazy.

After seeing that Li Peirong's daughter would not be in any danger in a short period of time, Yuan Fei finally relieved himself.

Then his right hand flipped over, and a yellow light flew out, swelling into a giant yellow seal as big as a zhang in the wind, and then after a buzzing tremble, it slammed down with a thousand powers.

The horse-faced monk had already seen the power of Huang Luoyin, so he naturally didn't dare to resist forcibly, and hurriedly shot out in a flash.

But as soon as he stood firm, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in mid-air, and a green rainbow swept down without warning.

The horse-faced monk hurriedly made a one-handed move, and two golden hook magic weapons flew back and stopped Qinghong.

Before it could breathe a sigh of relief, the yellow giant seal fell down again, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to avoid it.

The horse-faced monk was not slow to react, raised his hand and slapped it on his waist, and a token magic weapon rose into the air, and the black light on the surface was put down, and it also rose to the size of a zhang.

With a loud bang, the two behemoths collided violently together, and the powerful qi waves generated swept out several feet away.

Seeing this, Yuan Fei's face couldn't help but sink.

This horse-faced monk is even more difficult than he imagined, and his methods have already been known to the other party, so it is not so easy to come up with a surprise killer.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei's face flashed ruthlessly, and suddenly his hands were raised, and suddenly the light in his palms shone brightly, and black sword qi gushed out one after another.

As soon as these sword qi were shot out, they all poured into the Qingyang Sword.

This sword immediately shone brightly, and with the continuous influx of sword qi, its size continued to grow wildly, and it only took a breath to converge into a giant sword that was close to a zhang long.

And after doing this, Yuan Fei's face couldn't help but turn slightly pale.

What he performed was a kind of 'giant sword technique' recorded in the Nine Yuan Sword Technique.

This 'Giant Sword Technique' is completely different from the ordinary magic weapon Giant Transformation Technique, but it is similar to the Yuan Spirit Sword Qi, which is to instantly condense the sword qi in the body, so as to use the power of the magic weapon to attack.

Therefore, the monk would consume a large amount of sword qi at once. However, the power of this giant sword technique is also truly amazing.

Now that Yuan Fei has just advanced to Rongyuan, he has not yet fully mastered this technique, but now that the situation is compelling, he can only reluctantly use it.

As soon as the giant sword square was transformed, Yuan Fei hurriedly raised his hand and put a few pills into his mouth, and then immediately pinched the trick into the void with one hand, and drank the word "chop" in his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air, and the Qingyang Sword with a great sword aura slashed down.

Seeing this, the horse-faced monk was shocked, and without saying a word, he hurriedly raised his hand and slapped it on his waist, and the light flashed continuously, and several magic weapons flew out of it one after another, and went to the sky to meet them.

The Qingyang Sword was originally a powerful top-level magic weapon, but now with the blessing of the giant sword technique, the power has skyrocketed, and the few magic weapons released by the horse-faced monk are just middle-level magic weapons that were taken out in a hurry, and the two naturally cannot be compared.

It was only slightly resisted, and several magic weapons were forcibly cut off.

Seeing this posture, where did the horse-faced monk dare to forcibly resist, and the light on his body flashed, he had to avoid the edge for the time being.

But at this moment, there was a sound of breaking the air, and a black flying needle suddenly shot out, and with a single flicker, it pierced through its shoulder.

Although the injury was not serious, it also relieved his body.

At this moment, the giant sword fell, and with a "click", the horse-faced monk was directly split in half before he could even scream.

Yuan Fei just glanced at it casually, then raised his hand and grabbed the storage bag of the horse-faced monk in his hand.

Then with a one-handed pinch, the Qingyang Sword also recovered its body after a flash, and slashed directly towards the purple-haired monk with a sound of breaking through the air.

The purple-haired monk could see the scene of his companion being killed just now, and he was horrified in his heart. Therefore, after his eyes rolled, he had no intention of continuing to fight, and as soon as he put away the magic weapon without saying a word, he fled into the distance wrapped in a black mist.

But at this moment, a black flying needle came first, and it sank into the black mist like lightning. Immediately afterward, there was a loud buzzing sound, and the colony of venomous bees followed closely behind, also burrowing into the black mist.

Suddenly, a series of heart-rending screams came from it.

But soon, the sound stopped abruptly.

Li Peirong, who was not far away, saw this situation, and finally showed a hint of joy on her jade face.

"The fairy true yuan is quite depleted, this is some elixir to restore the true yuan, the fairy should take pranayama first. Yuan Fei saw that Li Peirong's face was pale, and he casually took out a jade bottle from the storage bag.

"Thank you, Brother Yuan. Li Peirong was not polite, after smiling sweetly, she took the jade bottle in her hand, and then fell to the ground and meditated with peace of mind.

Seeing this, Yuan Fei withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at the black mist not far away.

Patches of blood were falling from it, and the black mist was scattering in all directions, and at this time, the purple-haired monk had already fallen to the ground as a corpse, and after a thousand poisonous bees circled, he returned with a black storage bag.

Yuan Fei raised his hand and put the storage bag into his arms, but when he was about to put away the thousand poisonous bees together, his expression suddenly changed.

"What people!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Fei immediately raised his right arm, and a black sword light shot out towards the unmanned void somewhere.

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