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But instead of having any nervous looks, his face was full of excitement, he shouted, the flower fairy who was originally half a cut shorter than him suddenly became bigger at this moment, and grew a few hundred meters in an instant, surrounded by petals beside her, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, and a flute appeared in her hand.

Hua Zhongmian raised his hand to make a flute shape, and the flower fairy also put the flute under her mouth.

"Flower Fairy...... Requiem!"

The fingers of the flower sleep have a frequency of pressing, and the flute under the mouth of the flower fairy emits a burst of melodious music, the music is like crying, both tactful and sad, and everyone seems to be able to be brought into a certain artistic conception by this music.

It's just that right now, no one listens carefully to what the music wants to express, and they don't care about the purpose of Hua Zhongmian's doing, they just want to kill Hua Zhongmian here!

But suddenly, the music stopped, the flower fairy also stopped, and the flower fell asleep and closed her eyes.

"Let's sleep......" Hua Zhongmian's lips moved slightly, and a voice came out, and then, the hundreds of wicked people present actually felt sleepy for a long time, and the upper eyelids and lower eyelids began to fight, and some people who were not determined had fallen into sleep and fell from the air!

This makes every wicked person who still has a will extremely frightened, you know, they are all infantile monks! Since becoming immortal cultivators, they have cut off mortal thoughts, sleep, food, and lust, and they can give up all of them as long as they want.

But now, they have only one thought in their minds, and that is to get a good night's sleep!

"What the hell is this...... What exercises!" Some people's vision has begun to blur, and in such a state, their exercises cannot be maintained, and they dissipate on their own before they touch the flowers.

Hua Zhongmian looked at these people lightly and said, "Soul Power Ninth-level Exercise, Flower Fairy." It is your honor to be defeated by my hands. ”

The consciousness of the wicked people has been completely lost, and only the evil heart maniac is still struggling, and Hua Zhongmian shook his head: "Why do you have to do this? If you sleep like this, you can also relieve the pain." ”

Sleep in the flowers: "Flower fairy...... Swept!"

Suddenly, the flower fairy's figure was scattered, and it turned into petals in the sky again, covering all the wicked people with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun, and each petal was like a sharp blade, falling on the wicked people's bodies, cutting off their flesh layer by layer.

For a while, the petals fluttered under the mixture of minced flesh and blood, looking very charming and weird, and the original gods of the wicked people who lost their flesh, Hua Zhongmian did not kill them, but took out a storage bag and caught them all inside!

It is too simple for them to let the wicked die in this way, they do not repent of their many evils, and they deserve to be punished more severely, and let them spend each day in the endless river of time, which is what they have to do!

Sleeping in the flower is one against a hundred, but the winner is divided in an instant!

Even the brute couldn't help but compare himself with him in his heart, and found that if he was himself, although he could defeat all the hundreds of wicked people, it would definitely take a lot of time.

However, this does not mean that the barbarian admits that Hua Zhongmian is stronger than himself, he is a physical immortal cultivator, and his attack method is different from that of a soul power immortal cultivator, and he doesn't have that kind of large-scale lethal exercise, but if it is about the strength of the attack unit, maybe Hua Zhongmian may not really be his opponent!

After Hua Zhongmian eliminated all the wicked people, he looked at the brute and found that the eagle blade in front of him had not yet fallen, and couldn't help but laugh: "Hundreds of infantile degeneration period can't hold out for a round under my hands, but it takes you so long to deal with just one infant degeneration monk!"

"You don't come to this set, I just didn't use all my strength, if my strength is fully opened, even if you are standing in front of me, it's just a matter of punching and kicking!"

"Oh, then I'm really scared to death, but anyway, the bones are still here. I'm a person who only looks at the results and doesn't look at the process. Hua Zhongmian looked cheap, and stomped his feet angrily.

Both of them knew that the barbarian rut was just playing Eagle Edge from beginning to end, and once they used their true strength, they would definitely have to distinguish the winner earlier than the flower sleep.

But on the contrary, Hua Zhongmian pretended to be stupid here, and he was not as good as him.

The brute was also angry: "Okay, very good, I'll let you see, my real strength!"

His body gradually turned red like a fire, a terrifying temperature enveloped this side of the world, and some complex black lines appeared on his arm, even if the aura between heaven and earth touched his arm, it would form black lightning bolts.

The big hand of the brute grabbed forward, and immediately, the aura of heaven and earth was grasped by him, and he put his two hands together and squeezed it, so that the aura could not escape, and finally it was crumpled into a large black ball composed entirely of aura.

He held the big ball in his hand and stared at Ying Feng with an unkind face: "Boy, originally I was only going to abolish your body and capture your primordial god, but I didn't want your life." But I was furious with that bastard who slept in the flowers, as if I couldn't kill you, I couldn't compare to him. So if you want to blame it, blame that stinky mouth in the flowers!"

The big black ball was swung out, and after it was swung, the big ball was still absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, constantly expanding itself, and when it came to the front of the eagle blade, it was already dozens of meters high, and the momentum was extremely powerful!

However, Ying Feng did not show a frightened look, but was full of joy, and secretly praised a few words in his heart.

is worthy of being a good disciple of himself, he can actually help himself invisibly!

If the brute uses such a strong move to attack him, he will definitely not be able to survive, and he will not be able to change his identity by using the Soulless Soul Snatcher to snatch away the brute and change his identity, and no one will be able to see the clue!

The light in Ying Feng's eyes flickered, and he had already silently started to operate his true soul power cultivation, but at this moment, a loud shout came from the sky: "Bah! I see who dares to touch my blood brother!"

The man's huge soul power fell with the sound, and countless golden armored soldiers appeared, smashing the big black ball like a bamboo.

The person who came was Li Laosan!

"Brother Blood, are you okay?" Li Laosan looked at Ying Feng with a concerned face.

"......" Eagle Blade is full of black lines.

I'm fine, but I want to be killed! I want to be killed! I want to change my identity!

How did you get here by such coincidence!

Despite the helplessness in his heart, Ying Feng still wiped the cold sweat on his forehead on the surface, and pretended to be very grateful and said: "Senior Li, you came at the right time! If you come a second late, I may already be dead!"