Chapter Twenty-Eight: There is a battle of famous immortals, and the murderous aura is soaring into the sky

At this time, Yang Yi's face was extremely ugly, if it wasn't for Xie Wen pushing her away, she was afraid that she would be dead, and her eyes looking at Xiao Chen and his party became more and more unkind.

Jiuying, who fell behind Xue Yan, felt Yang Yi's murderous aura, and slowly paced out, sneering at the corners of his mouth, and looked at Yang Yi with disdain.

Yang Yi saw that it was Jiuying, his expression changed suddenly, his eyes looked at the heroic man in front of him with complicated eyes, his heart was sour, and many past events flashed through his heart one by one, but there was only one sentence left.

"Jiuying, are you okay?"

Jiuying sneered: "Yang Yi, after so many years, you still behave like this." ”

"Don't you know if I'm good or not? No, I was seriously injured by your Heavenly Desire Sect master not long ago!"

When Yang Yi heard this, her delicate body was shocked, but she was silent.

At this time, the little Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something, his face kept changing, and he whispered a few words to Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen's eyes were shocked, but he had no time to think about it. If this is true, I am afraid that I and others are in danger.

Lang said: "Thank you seniors, the Tao is profound, and the juniors are willing to bow down, don't say goodbye, he said to ask for advice again." Greeting Lin Mei and the others, he turned around and left the hall without looking back.

Yang Yi heard the movement, but he woke up from the silence, and his heart was ruthless, the matter has come to this, why bother thinking about it, there was a murderous moment in his eyes, and he nodded at the Tibetan Sword Sect Xie Wen.

"Xiao Daoyou, why do you have to leave in a hurry? I didn't enjoy fighting just now, I heard that the emperor's body was in the art of killing, and he reached the peak, thank someone for not being talented, please consult, ask for advice!"

As soon as the word "please advice" entered his ears, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that the pressure behind him increased sharply, and a dazzling light came in an instant, and before he could think about it, his body turned in a hurry, and in a breath, he moved nine small directions in a row, and a strand of black hair quietly fell to the ground. Xiao Chen's eyes are bloodthirsty, he has never been so embarrassed by *, a little slower, just a little, it is this head that has been cut off, and when the time comes, there will be no primordial spirit, and it will not be slaughtered by others.

The little Taoist priest was shocked, it was really the same as he expected, Yang Yi used the name of the Heroes Association to eliminate dissidents. Looking at it, Xie asked, Songhe, Lichen and the others clenched their fingers, "Hateful, these people are afraid that they have already reached an agreement in advance." ”

He also had some sense when Yang Yi made a move to deal with Qian Feng, but it was still too late.

Xue Yan saw that Xiao Chen was so embarrassed, and immediately became furious: "Ziluan, go and slaughter the old turtle with the sword on my back for me." ”

Holding the Xuanyu flute in both hands, a desolate and barren flute sound sounded slowly. Ziluan's body soared in an instant, the five tails opened, and the five characters of virtue, shun, righteousness, faith, and benevolence were brilliant. He grabbed his claws in the air, let out a long roar, and his huge wings surrounded his body. Suddenly, it turned into a raging purple fire. Quickly crashed into Xie Wen.

Monk Lichen and Songhe Zhenren stared at each other, feeling the great threat of this purple fire, they didn't dare to sit idly by, and they shot one after another.

Xie Wen was frightened in his heart, the purple fire was not yet approaching, and he already felt that his internal organs were like being roasted by fire. With a stroke of both hands, the scabbard behind his back was empty, and in an instant, eight strokes were drawn, entangled with the purple fire in mid-air.

At the same time, the dust monk and the Nine Babies fought together. Reduced to cultivation, the dust is the six changes of the way, but the body of the demon clan is extremely strong, although the nine babies are a small realm, they are also fighting equally.

Songhe Zhenren's Tuo Chen was obviously an amazing immortal treasure, and between the swings, thousands of gray rays of light shot out, flying towards Xiao Chen. Let Xiao Chen deal with the hurry, not to mention that the cultivation is as much as a big realm, it is these thousands of hairs, the roots are as thin as dust, but their speed is unparalleled, and the end is extremely tricky and vicious.

If it weren't for Xiao Chen's immovable mountain and river seals, the two supreme methods of killing the gods and killing the gods, and more importantly, some of the spatial rules that he comprehended on a purple color. can withstand the killing moves of Songhe real people.

Looking at the field again, Lin Mei, Xiao Daoist, Da Niu and others are crazy entangled with Yang Yi, and various spells and killing moves emerge in endlessly, but neither side has the advantage of overwhelming the surname, Yang Yi This woman can be said to be a generation of nine infants, and her cultivation has reached the four extremes and four changes to the Great Perfection early, if it weren't for the state of mind, she would have broken through a long time ago. Lin Mei, Da Niu and others have outstanding talents, and they are considered to be at the peak of their combat power among their peers, but at this time, they are still in the Dao Palace realm, and the three of them are combined, spells, and killing moves are endless, and they can fight equally.

The rest of the monks, who had long been shocked by the changes in an instant, had no owner, and the clever ones had already secretly fled, and those who stayed behind were also not helping each other, sitting on a cold bench to watch the play.

"If it goes on like this, the form is not good!" Xiao Chen secretly hated in his heart.

I saw that in the field, the purple fire that kept bombarding Xie Wen gradually dimmed from the size of a slap to the size of an egg.

That is, Xue Yan's Imperial Beast Method is unparalleled, otherwise with the newborn Ziluan, he would not be able to stalemate with a master like Xie Wen for so long.

Xiao Chen was anxious, once the purple fire was extinguished by Xie Wen, with Xue Yan's cultivation, he would only need a breath to be strangled by the killing sword.

After a moment of distraction, I suddenly felt a numbness in my right arm, and a burst of damp heat gushed out. But it was grazed by a hairbolt dangerously over his right arm. Half a moment slower, the right arm will be useless.

His eyes became more and more bloodthirsty, and he sneered again and again. "Okay, good, you're determined to die. ”

When Songhe Zhenren heard Xiao Chen's cold words, his heart was furious, but he couldn't imagine what other means he could have to turn over in this situation. After a bow, he said compassionately: "Lord Xiao, if you are not poor, you are deliberately embarrassed, but you are really entrusted by others, and you have nothing to do." ”

Rao is everyone in the field is as black as ink, and his face is red, and he is so hypocritical and disdainful of the old way.

Xie Wen sneered and snorted, "Old Niubi, what do you do, what can they do to us, hahaha!"

With a spell in his mouth, the eight realms of practice became one in an instant, passing through the purple fire, and the trend did not decrease, shooting towards Xue Yan.

Xiao Chen was startled, his eyes were cold. I saw Ziluan, who was originally very handsome, with two huge wings pierced, bleeding nonstop, lying on the ground and screaming fiercely.

Xie Wen's killing sword is getting closer and closer to Xue Yan, with Xue Yan's cultivation, he can't resist it, and he is ruthless in his heart, this hole card is going to be used after all!

"Thank you for asking Lao'er, you are also a heroic person, but it's a pity, it's a pity ............"

"Xiao Chen, you are also amazingly talented, but you are naΓ―ve, do you use these words to disturb my Dao heart?" Xie Wen sneered again and again, unmoved.

Yang Yi said sarcastically: "Maybe people can turn over salted fish." ”

Xiao Chen was silent, pinched the seal with both hands, and successively played the seal and the moon seal of the immovable mountains and rivers, and the two air flows of yin and yang.

Songhe was really shocked, originally like a needle called by an arm, like a quagmire.

Dingqing saw that Xiao Chen disappeared in an instant, and it was already the killing sword that appeared in front of Xue Yan, and he was dangerous and dangerous.

"Xiao Chen, you are so bold, you are a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, you can't protect yourself, and you still have the heart to think about others. Hearing this, Xiao Chen looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Mud Bodhisattva, hahaha, I don't know who the Mud Bodhisattva is." ”

Yang Yi and the others stared at each other, and their hearts were ominous.

Xiao Chen's black hair was windless and automatic, and his robe was hunting. The monstrous murderous aura swept out, and the divine light in his eyes shimmered, and he was majestic, like a god king in the dust.

"There is a formation of famous immortals, and the murderous spirit is soaring into the sky. ”

Hearing this, Xie Wen's face turned pale, and he lost his mind and said, "How, how is it possible." It is a top-notch sword cultivator, if you haven't heard of the supreme prestige of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it can be said that you have lived to a dog for hundreds of years.

A murderous Dao diagram slowly rotated, obscuring the sky in an instant. Everyone felt that it was dark in front of them, but the looming sword light became the only light in this world, faintly flickering, "It's so beautiful!" Xue Yan couldn't help but open her mouth wide and exclaimed.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stroked Xue Yanxin's long and beautiful green silk, and said softly: "Yan'er, this world is beautiful and thrilling, I invite you to watch a song of fireworks and loneliness." ”

Xue Yan looked at Xiao Chen in front of her, her heart was sweet, and she smiled slightly: "If you depend on each other, don't leave, don't give up, it's the fireworks of a lifetime." ”

Lin Mei's face darkened, and then she smiled, the greatest love is to be happy when she sees that person.

At this time, Yang Yi and the others saw that they were all trapped in the formation, and their faces changed drastically, and they leaned together one after another. has already given up the attack on Lin Mei and others, such a starry sky is all in Xiao Chen's grasp, and the little Taoist priest and others have also been moved behind Xiao Chen, and they can't kill them if they want to.

What they didn't know was that the Zhuxian Sword Formation was real, but it was only one-eighth.

Xiao Chen looked at Yang Yi and the others coldly, knowing that with his current strength, he could only maintain the Zhuxian Remnant Formation for less than an hour at most, but it was enough, and he was not the waste material of Kong Li.

With one hand, the huge golden bow suddenly flashed, closed his eyes slightly, stroked the bow body, and could feel the unwilling resentment of the overlord, roaring madly.

In the center of the eyebrows, the eyes of the Heavenly Vortex God faded away.

The three corpses of Songhe were jumped, and they felt that they were being targeted by the primeval beasts, and looked around, in the silent night, the sword light like a swimming fish was useful back and forth in the starry sky. Other than that, there was no movement, and my mind was slightly relieved.

"Ah, be careful. The sound of the dust monk was like thunder, and the startled Songhe real person jumped violently. A huge sword light could not reach his neck, and there was still a trace of blood in the air.

Yang Yi and the others exhaled lightly, although Songhe Zhenren was embarrassed, a small blood mark on his neck was shocking, and he finally survived. They all said "thrilling!"

Songhe Zhenren was still afraid, panting and whirring, but he relaxed, and there was a rare flaw in his heart.

Right now, Xiao Chen's eyebrows and eyes condensed, and the divine bow was bent like a full moon, and with a bang, it resounded in the night sky.

Xie Wen and the others all shrank their hearts, fixed their eyes, and glimpsed, a point, infinitely magnified in their eyes, but disappeared in an instant.

This arrow is Xiao Chen's pinnacle, this arrow was originally to tear through the space, this arrow, only half a breath, fast is just in the eyes, there has been such a point!

Songhe Zhenren stared at his eyes, his left hand tightly covered his right chest, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say half a word.

Yang Yi and the others had gloomy faces, and they already knew it. In the middle of the sound, the Yichen monk slowly closed his eyes and whispered "Amitabha"

Songhe Zhenren is a master of several things, but he was shot by Xiao Chen's heart with an arrow, and even the Yuan Shen was wiped out cleanly, so Xie asked, Yichen and the two of them were full of sadness for the death of rabbits and rats, and they regretted it in their hearts, knowing that this was a terrifying killing god, and Yang Yi should not stir up this troubled water. It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world.

The power of the Zhuxian Sword Array, although it is incomplete, is also unparalleled, and Yang Yi and others are helpless, like a turtle in an urn.

The complete Zhuxian Sword Array, one saint sacrificed, can not be broken without the four saints, which shows its terrifying power.

Xie Wen and the others in the formation saw that they couldn't break the Zhuxian Sword Formation in a short period of time, but they no longer wasted spiritual power. Instead, he sat on the ground, and under the cloth around his body, there were layers of magic weapons.

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