Today's first of the six watches is asking for monthly passes, monthly passes, and renewal tickets!

It was as if there were countless thin needles piercing the back, and the stinging pain spread from the back to the lungs in the blink of an eye.

At the moment of crisis, the iron plate people rushed out with all their might!

"Flutter!"

The Iron Plate Daoist spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, and his lungs were punctured and bleeding from the attack from behind, and the blood had to be spit out immediately, while hindering normal breathing.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a monk dressed in Qingyimen costume, with a mustache of eight characters, a pair of small eyes, jīng light shè, and a large red silk thread appeared in his right fist, crystal clear, but it looked extremely tough!

The thin silk thread of this big red sè is still stained with a large amount of blood on the top, isn't it the blood stain on his back, needless to say, this guy with a rat whisker is the thing that sneaked up on him from behind just now.

"Shameless thing, you are also a disciple of the Qingyi Sect Yi Zi generation, will you have this kind of trick of sneaking attack from behind?

The iron plate Taoist was annoyed and angry and scolded the monk with the eight-character rat whisker, judging from the fact that this "armor-piercing root power" has cultivated at least 100 armor-piercing filaments, this Taoist priest is at least a monk of the Qingyi Sect Xi Zi generation.

"Master, you're finally here!"

Seeing that his master Yiqing finally appeared, and made a handful of this ironclad old way, Lao Qian really had a feeling of tears in his eyes.

For nothing else, Yi Qing taught the first layer of the Otogi Divine Thunder to himself, and at the same time brought himself a hunt.

This time, the head of Jiaolong Dao personally came forward to ask Yimu the method, and then turned his face, originally thought that Yiqing would not make a move, but he didn't expect that it was at a critical juncture. The Qingdao people finally arrived.

In addition to the fact that there are still people who think about their own feelings, they have always thought that they are just old money who is just a passing passerby. I was a little moved.

Monk Xiqing laughed mockingly: "Okay, you are an iron plate, you are a dog of Xuantianmen, come to bully my apprentice, how old are my apprentices, how old are you?"

Old Qian daxiao's thumbs up:

"Ahhh Bullying the small with the big. Who is shameless!"

Originally, I wanted to move back a little bit of the face of the sneak attack from the words, with a pair of Danfeng eyes. Angrily pulled the old man, it looks like a pair of triangular eyes!

"When death is coming, you have to be hard-mouthed! You master and apprentice should go on the road together!"

The iron plate Taoist originally had three wisps of black beard, and the face of the fairy wind dao bone became yīn sensen. For this Yiqing, he shook the iron plate in his hand four times in a row!

The transparent fluctuations of the four blood-red sès, like wild waves, swept towards the Yi Qingdao people.

"Penghuh!"

Yi Qing didn't use his Seven Flame Separation Fire Sword, but punched it out, and one hundred and eight small and transparent red silk threads, like a strange tentacle, firmly met the four overlapping blood red fluctuations!

"Snort!" the first three pieces of blood-red sè golden sound formed a wild wave. It is fanned red silk by this. A three-meter-wide passage was broken, and it was no longer possible to threaten Yi Qing.

Ten red flame swords more than ten meters long. Immediately after that, it slashed out violently, and the fluctuation of the power of the sound of blood red gold in Zuihou was broken into irregular pieces floating in the air!

The remaining four red flame-like swords slashed towards the iron plate Dao man!

Now's the opportunity!

With a meteor-like tail, Lao Qian took advantage of the moment when the iron plate Taoist turned around to deal with Yi Qing, like a storm, towards his golden back, and pounced on it!

The two of them are flanked, this is the only viable way to survive!

"Huhu

Six gold, powder, gray and yellow sevenfold sword explosions, showing a pyramid-like arrangement, one sevenfold sword explosion in the front, two sevenfold sword explosions, in the middle, three sevenfold sword explosions in the zuihou, this is a gold tower composed of three beautiful sè sword explosions, is Lao Qian in addition to the two thunder methods, sent out a wave of the strongest attack!

"Peng!"

The first sevenfold sword exploded on the golden "golden hard power", and the sevenfold sword explosion that was once invincible on the body of the Qi cultivation monk only blew out a pit the size of a sea bowl with the golden hard power covering the back of the iron plate Taoist person.

Immediately after, the two sevenfold swords in the second row exploded on the pit the size of a sea bowl.

Any hard energy, needs to be replenished. Before the pit that had just formed could be replenished, the two sevenfold swords continued to explode, turning this pit the size of a sea bowl into the size of a basin, and the original gold hard power with a thickness of fifty centimeters was also reduced by half of the thickness of this continuous explosion.

Finally, Zuihou's three seven-swords exploded in the same location!

Continuous blasting in the same position, is the nemesis of any armor!

The hard force of gold in this position was reduced to a thickness of only five or six centimeters!

And what followed was a fiery red sè, with bursts of thunder like a red dragon-like thunder!

"No!—"

At this time, it was the moment when Yi Qing swung out the red flame sword and scattered the fluctuations formed by the power of Zuihou's blood-red golden sound!

Originally, he was going to make a big turn, turn the "Golden Hard Power" shield that had not been consumed in front of him, and resist the iron plate Taoist who was red and thunderous, but at the moment when the turning action had just been made, he was forced to stop moving!

Between the lightning and flint, the iron plate Daoist had already thought clearly, the one hundred and eight armor-breaking root power of the Yi Qingdao Daoist could break through his own defense, and the "golden hard power" that had been weakened to only five centimeters thick was turned around to face the one hundred and eight red silk threads, I am afraid that in the next moment, this one hundred and eight red silk threads would easily penetrate his heart!

"Ahh

However, the "hard power of gold" is the defensive rule of the gold liliang, although it is extremely hard, but it is very thick and flows very slowly!

In the face of the rapid thunder of the red sè, only a small amount of "golden hard power" was mobilized to the gap, and the huge light cluster of the vermilion sè exploded madly on the gap of this golden hard power!