The spring cicada flew back sharply, but the silver corpse was red-eyed, chasing after him with both hands, letting Chunyan's double knives slash at his back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spring cicada's body was already fast, and the silver corpse launched a madness that was more like a whirlwind, followed by a claw and grabbed his chest.

The cyan light of the vine armor burst out, and a cyan arc of lightning shot out and drew on the silver corpse. With a bang, the silver corpse staggered backwards, and his palms were scorched.

"Yimu God Thunder?" Chun Yan was overjoyed, and said hurriedly: "Senior Brother Gu, I'll entangle it, you use the thunder method to split it!" said and danced his twin knives to meet him.

The silver corpse seemed to be frightened, and pounced on Chunyan with a loud roar, ash gas gushed out from the scorched palm, and the wound healed quickly. The other hand slapped against the double knife, and the sparks of "bell bell ......" burst out. Chunyan staggered under her feet, and her body was blasted back one after another.

The spring cicada's face turned pale, he exhaled sullenly, his heart was slightly fixed, and he pinched out a magic seal with both hands and pointed at the silver corpse. The green light of the vine armor flashed, and an arc of chopstick-thick lightning popped out from the fingertips, and it was whipped on the back of the silver corpse with a bang.

The silver corpse was shocked, furious, and turned to pounce on the spring cicada.

The corners of the spring cicada's mouth trembled slightly, and another chopstick-thick arc popped out, causing the silver corpse to stumble again. The two looked at each other and felt settled.

However, there were only two more scorch marks the size of a palm on the silver corpse, and the ash gushed out from it, and the wound healed quickly. Obviously, with the cultivation of the two of them, they can only temporarily drag this fang, and they can't really kill it.

Suddenly, a cold light rushed in, Zhou Qingyun held a short sword, fell to the ground and snorted, the robe behind him was broken, and there was a brilliant inner armor underneath. The silver corpse roared, and then a fishy wind swooped in, and ten two-inch-long fingers pierced the back of the young man's heart.

"Uncle be careful!" Chun Cicada was shocked, and moved the "Otogi Divine Thunder" to save it, but it took time to cast a spell, and Chunyan was even more lacking in skills.

Zhou Qingyun lay on the ground and grinned for a while, looking like he was about to be caught by the silver corpse, a blue light flew obliquely, and opened with a "bang", it was a folding umbrella with runes circulating.

The silver corpse grabbed it as it was, and the blue light on the umbrella surface rippled, like a wave of anger rolling up, shaking it open with a "boom".

"Fourth Senior Sister!" Chunyan was overjoyed, a blue and white shadow rushed over, picked up the folding umbrella and asked, "Uncle Zhou, how are you!"

The silver corpse swooped down again, and the spring rain put the umbrella away, and held the umbrella handle with both hands to meet it. Another wave of frenzied blue light swept away, and with a bang, the silver corpse was forced back again, without falling behind in the slightest.

"Uncle Zhou, you go and save people, leave it to us here!" Another crisp greeting sounded, and a beautiful shadow rode the wind, with a wave of a green ruler in his hand, and a three-foot wind blade slashed out horizontally, it was Chunhong with a double ponytail.

The wind blade slashed at the silver corpse, instantly cutting a deep scar.

The silver corpse was furious, and he didn't rush to fight back, and Chunhong had already danced the ruler into a green shadow. A foot-long cyan wind blade slashed like a storm, and it was immediately hit with its skin and flesh, and it retreated again and again. Chunyu freed his hand and waved the paper umbrella to meet the other silver corpse.

Qingyun coughed and got up, seeing that the four of them cooperated with each other, there was no danger for a while, and he promised to rush to the top of the mountain again. The fierce fighting quickly faded away, and before he could run ten feet, there was only a whimpering whistling in his ears. When I wanted to turn back, I couldn't tell where I came from.

"Maze?" he was secretly frightened, and continued to walk towards the high place with the help of Sen Han's sword light. No matter how strange the gray fog is, the terrain will never change. There were only more than twenty zhang left from the top of the mountain, and he was about to rush up in one go, when a cruel smile suddenly sounded beside him: "Boy, where to go!" A strong wind came.

Zhou Qingyun raised his hand in shock, and the "Ice Spirit Sword" flew out with a roar, and slashed on a piece of stubborn iron with a "bell", and was shocked back. The energy swept across, and the fog rolled back, revealing a seven-foot strong man with black hair on his face, who was the "iron-toothed bear" Li Qianjun. He held a pair of black iron maces in his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "The rumored flying sword is nothing more than that! Boy, put down your broken sword, and get out! Old bear is a vegetarian today, let you go!"

"If you want my flying sword, exchange your life for it!" Zhou Qingyun snorted coldly, and danced the flying sword straight up. The sword light was six feet long, like a flying rainbow.

"Others are afraid of your flying sword, but I am not afraid of you with this pair of dark iron rods!" Li Qianjun laughed wildly, and danced a pair of maces instead of retreating, and the white thorns on the stick were about an inch long, which made people shudder.

"Boom, boom, boom ......" sword light and mace collided together, sparks burst out, the sound was like a string of rolling thunder, and the "Ice Spirit Sword" that sharpened iron like mud could only draw a shallow gap on the mace.

Li Qianjun really has a huge strength, and a pair of maces danced whirringly. Even though Zhou Qingyun has been refining his body since he was a child, his arms are numb even after fighting a few moves, his blood is boiling, and he has to retreat under his feet.

Li Qianjun was shocked: "Such a young man, can actually fight hard with me'iron-toothed bear', if he is allowed to practice for another ten years, then it will be repaid, is it possible that all the people in the hidden door are such demons......?

The two fought earth-shatteringly, and more than a dozen martial artists were attracted over. As soon as Zhou Qingyun saw that it was not his own person, he turned around and ran away with the flying sword.

As soon as Li Qianjun's iron rod greeted, he only heard a soft sound of "Zheng", and the "Ice Spirit Sword" flew back upside down. Seeing Zhou Qingyun disappear suddenly, his body was far faster than him, and he hurriedly shouted: "Stop him!"

More than ten martial artists saw the situation clearly, and each danced his sword and rushed towards Zhou Qingyun.

Zhou Qingyun was furious, and danced the flying sword again, the sword light was six feet long, and he rushed towards a strong man with a knife.

The strong man saw that there were many people, and when he saw Li Qianjun chasing after him, he shouted loudly in his heart: "Whirlwind slash!" A dragon scale knife danced open, and his body rotated at the same time, turning into a whirlwind of swords. Suddenly full of energy, flying sand and rocks.

"Hurry up!" Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly retreated, only surround the two of them a few feet away, for fear of being injured by mistake.

The sword light and the sword light then collided together, only to hear a series of rapid sounds of "Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ......", the Dao Dao blade splashed in all directions, and the whirlwind of the sword dissipated, and the two of them staggered.

Zhou Qingyun's clothes were torn, he bent over and panted, and the light of the "Ice Spirit Sword" dimmed. The strong man only had a knife hilt left in his hand, and when he took one step, his body staggered and fell, and a thick bloody aura permeated.

"'Whirlwind Knife Mania' Shen Xuanfeng was actually killed with one move, what a powerful boy......" Someone shouted in a low voice, and everyone changed color.

Li Qianjun then chased after him and shouted: "He can't do it, let's go together, beware of his flying sword is sharp!"

Everyone was shocked for a while, and some people were shocked and praised: "Brother Li is really born with divine power, I will wait for you to sweep the battle!"

Li Qianjun was stunned, stopped and said in surprise: "It's not me ......"

The earth was still shaking, and everyone settled down and looked down the mountain, only to see a fire rushing in the thick fog, and another crisp female voice said: "Leave it to me here, you go and save people first!"

A three-foot-tall lava giant rushed in response and kicked at Li Qianjun. On the shoulders of the giants, a bright girl holding a magic staff, standing proudly, was Zhou Qingxuan.

Everyone flew back sharply, but Li Qianjun couldn't use it, and with a roar, he picked up a pair of maces and smashed them.

The corners of Qing Xuan's mouth flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and the lava giant kicked on the mace, pausing slightly. Li Qianjun shook violently, his body flew out upside down like a cannonball, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and then disappeared into the gray mist.

When this is powerful, where are all the martial artists willing to work for Nangong Ming, turn around and run......

"Zhou Qingxuan, you dignified 'king' bullying a group of 'martial artists', it's really shameless!" An angry roar sounded in the fog by the river, and a white shadow flew out and went straight to the top of the mountain, it was Sun Di.

"Snow Elvis, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Xia Ying greeted and stepped out, her body turned into a string of afterimages and swept out, and the latter came first to block in front of Sun Di.

"Little bull nose, get out of here!" Sun Di's eyes froze, and when he raised his hand, he grabbed it, and three rays of qi slashed out. Those martial artists on the mountain are all the outer disciples of his "West Kunlun" who will rely on his minions in the future, if he is wiped out by Zhou Qingxuan as soon as he fights, who will dare to die for "West Kunlun" in the future.

Xia Ying snorted coldly, shook her body, and brought up an afterimage to bypass the aura, and rushed to Sun Di in a blink of an eye, and the posture was a punch.

Sun Di's eyes froze, and he also met it with a punch. And in the blink of an eye, Xia Ying's punch suddenly turned into more than a dozen fists, and a person also divided more than a dozen images, and it was difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality.

"Carving insect skills!" he snorted coldly, and the power of the king exploded, and his fist still burst out. The afterimage in the sky shattered, the two fists collided, and the energy swept across, and the two of them flew back.

Xia Ying waved her hands in front of her and turned the momentum away. Step out and bring up a string of afterimages to attack the opponent again. Sun Di is not a vegetarian either, his body unfolds his fists and fists explode, and the sound of energy agitation is like a string of rolling thunder.

The two fists and feet fought, and their figures intertwined like a whirlwind, flickering east and west, quickly moving away......

The lava giants rampaged through the mountain, and no one could stop them, and the screams rang out one after another.

"Zhou Qingxuan, you deceive people too much!" A cold snort sounded again in the dense fog by the river, and three figures, one green, one red and one white, flew out at the same time.

The red shadow turned into a ball of fire, a whirlwind rolled up outside the green shadow's body, and the white shadow lotus walked gracefully, rushing straight to Qing Xuan, and it was the "Fire Elvis" Hong Yan, the "Wind Elvis" Feng Li and the "Golden Lotus Fairy".

When the enemy appeared, Fleur breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Stop them!"

"Yes!" The three girls behind her clasped their fists and saluted, and they also flew out together, which were her other three apprentices.

A woman raised her hand and took out a wicker and waved, and there was a cracking sound of "swish", and a long cyan blade broke out of the wind and slashed straight towards Hong Yan, which was her third disciple Chunhui.

Hong Yan was startled, and his figure withdrew from the fireball. Qingmang then slashed, and the fireball exploded, and the rolling waves of fire swept across, instantly burning the sky red.

The spring return wicker waved, and the green wind outside his body rolled, and he suddenly came to Hong Yan and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Hong Yan of West Kunlun, your opponent is me, please advise!"

"Xiao Nizi is here well, senior brother roasted you!" Hong Yan laughed fiercely, the flames of his whole body erupted, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a set of red armor, and punched Qingmang. The flames poured out, and there was a boom, and the waves of fire were emptied and swept, and they were evenly matched.

"Little Nizi, do you dare to come, senior brother is very good at playing with fire, I promise not to hurt you!" he laughed, and brought a stream of fire straight to the spring.

"Fire Spirit Armor ......" Chunhui was startled, and quickly retreated with a wicker wave.

The green mangs of the Dao ruler Xu Chang slashed, and Hong Yan directly parried with his fists, invincible. The flames erupted one after another, and the two of them quickly walked away with a string of muffled thunder......