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"Don't kill this, poor road first play and then deal with it. The voice of Li Ci Buddha was full of vitality, and it vibrated so that the branches of the trees piled with snowflakes rattled and could be heard clearly within a radius of five miles.

There is only one monk here, Li Ci Buddha, who can mobilize the mana above the Yuan Infant, and when he speaks, it seems that he is a god and Buddha who can decide everything.

Chen Jiannan killed three subordinates in a row, Li Cifo saw it in his eyes, his face twitched, and he still refused to go down to help.

It didn't hurt much in his body, but Li Cifo was unmoved, still waiting for the toxin to attack further in his body, and he was willing to take matters into his own hands when his resistance was weaker.

Li Cifo can be seen that because the Dao Xing perception is too high, Chen Jiannan, who is now about to drop to the early stage of Jindan's mana, is still difficult to deal with.

If you go down now, there are still risks, and Li Cifo is very vigilant and refuses to take the slightest risk.

Protecting one's self is a good way to survive in the dangerous Xiuzhen realm, and Li Cifo is a cunning fox, so he naturally understands this deeply.

Li Cifo's subordinates are all loose cultivators from all over the world, a group of rabble, each taking care of their own interests, and they have no friendship with him.

If you die, it doesn't matter what Li Ci Buddha does.

Chen Jiannan was not far away, and of course he heard the terrible howl of a woman.

He tilted his head to look in the direction of the sound, and could faintly see the white figure that had been knocked out behind the blizzard.

Chen Jiannan originally wanted to kill a person on the side, but at this time, he gave up this plan and rushed to Dream Enchanting's side.

would rather believe in its truth and goodness than in its hypocrisy, Chen Jiannan can't let her die like this no matter what.

"Grab her and give it to the helmsman to play with, quack quack ......"

There were three monks besieging Dream Enchantment, and they all had lewd smiles on their faces, as if they had thought of something naked.

Ahead, Dream Enchanted fell heavily on the snow, swinging the snow powder in the sky.

Chen Jiannan's hand was raised, and a burst of qi shot out, hitting the sword light that slashed towards the dream enchantment.

A tall and thin monk with thick and long hair flying forward, with a cat-and-mouse smile on his face, suddenly suffocated, his rushing body stopped, his face turned from astonishment to extreme pain, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest.

The sword light condensed into a spear stabbing form, and a piercing wound was stabbed on the tall and thin monk's right chest, shattering flesh and bones, and blood splattered.

The tall and thin monk turned his head and glared at Chen Jiannan through gritted teeth, but he was too seriously injured, his liver was shattered, his heart was broken, where was there still the strength to retaliate.

The tall and thin monk slammed into the ground with anger and unwillingness.

Chen Jiannan killed the tall and thin monk neatly with one move, and the remaining two besieging Meng Enchanting monks looked shocked, turned around in panic and fled.

A sword light flashed, and the tall monk's head with inverted teeth and a protruding jaw like an ape flew up, and his legs with a torso from the neck down were still running forward, and his hands were raised upward, waving and grabbing wildly, as if trying to catch the head that had flown off his neck.

The blood on his neck rushed up from the arteries of Jin, and the waving hands did not grasp the head that flew away, but sprayed blood.

A white mist immediately appeared around the hot blood that rushed into the air, and a pillar of red blood in the white expanse looked like a strange sense of enchantment.

The short monk with a blue spot on his left face glanced back, and immediately frightened his soul, and fled frantically for his life, using all the strength he had spent in his previous life.

Ignoring the killing of the short, inch-headed monk, Chen Jiannan leaned down to find out how Enchanting Meng's injuries were.

Dream Enchanting lay in a pool of blood, her thin lips were pale and bloodless, and blood overflowed from her right chest and stained her white clothes.

Chen Jiannan quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage bag and dripped a drop of spiritual spring into Meng's bewitching mouth.

Fortunately, there was no internal organs, and the ribs were not broken, just a drop of spiritual spring, and the body function of the dream enchanting quickly recovered.

"Master, thank you for saving me. Tears glittered in the dream's enchanting eyes, and her eyebrows were full of gratitude.

Chen Jiannan seemed to be an elder disciplining a disobedient child, and said angrily: "You don't have to thank me, I am not your teacher." But with your current situation, it's best not to leave my side, and when I kill these ants, I'm afraid that Li Ci Buddha won't be able to deal with it. I'll lure him away, and you run away in the other direction and never come back, do you understand?"

"Got it!" Dream said in a bewitching voice, like a child who had made a mistake, and it was inaudible.

The remaining seventeen killers saw Chen Jiannan's fierce attack, but they still surrounded him tremblingly.

No monk dared to be the first to kill him, and they were all scared and would not make a bird of the head.

They did not dare to flee because they would be shown to the public.

There was no killer to shoot arrows, for fear of provoking Chen Jiannan, who would kill him directly.

They were all praying that Chen Jiannan's toxic attack would make him lose his ability to resist.

Li Cifo let out a high-pitched whistling sound, and soon attracted a group of large golden eagles with wingspans on both sides.

The feathers on the head and the front of the wings are golden, the iris in the lens is brownish-yellow, the pupils are like shining black gems, and the claws are as sharp as a blade, which can easily pierce the bones of prey.

The great golden eagle is at the top of the biological chain of the Northern Plains, and it is difficult for the demon beasts in the underground to get them, and there are almost no natural predators.

A flock of large golden eagles hovered majestically over the bare trees, and Li Cifo looked up, chattering and not knowing what bird language to say, as if to explain to these big birds who the enemy was.

The feathers of the golden eagle are covered with snow, but there is a touch of grace when gliding.

Chen Jiannan found that the vitality in his body had a tendency to weaken, and the situation was very bad.

Chen Jiannan naturally knew that the more it dragged on, the more it would be unfavorable to him, and it was better to solve these pursuers as soon as possible.

The spiritual sense probed, the blood flow in each enemy's body, and the flow of vitality in the meridians were clearly reflected in the sea of consciousness, and their body surface was also shrouded in a strong killing aura, and the blood light in the murderous aura was faintly visible.

Those with weak qi and blood have weaker cultivation and strength, those with strong qi and blood have stronger cultivation and strength, and those with stronger killing aura and blood light are more ferocious, more courageous, and more murderous.

Chen Jiannan understands that if you kill these bold and murderous people, the rest are some cowardly.

In group battles, the bold can actually give the timid a strong courage, kill the bold, and the cowardly will have no guts.

Chen Jiannan suddenly moved, killing a bald monk with a collapsed nose and round face who had the strongest blood light on the surface of his body and the most murderous aura.