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A leisurely force lifted him up from Tang Sanzang sitting down, startling him into a cold sweat, beads of sweat slid from his cheeks to his chin, dripping to the ground, and it was faintly visible that his smooth head was bubbling with mist. The nine golden cicadas also rose in response, breaking away from the soles of their feet and slowly rising into the air. These ten people, five on the left and five on the right.

"Hit!" Ma Zhan surged again.

Before the sound fell, I saw that the nine wooden fish in front of the nine golden cicadas instantly caught fire, and they were all wrapped in flames.

Nine flames, dragging the long tail of fire, shot towards Xuanwu together. The snake entangled in Gui Wu's body spit out the letter, twisted his waist and bent his neck to watch, and saw that he couldn't dodge, so he had to withdraw and hide behind Gu Wu. Kametake leisurely stood upside down, head down, tail up, and pointed the shield-like hard turtle shell in the direction where the wooden fish was shot.

"Bell, bell!" Nine deflagrating wooden fish came one after another, striking the turtle shell, bursting out clusters of sparks from the air.

The wooden fish was blocked by the turtle shell and flew out one by one, and the turtle Wu saw that it was the right time to drop his body, revealing the black snake hidden behind him. The snake bent its neck and shook its head, shook its tail with a snap, flapped its wings twice, and galloped straight to Ma Zhanbu's left foot, like an arrow off the string.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a huge black fish head followed, and with a "bang", it slammed into the unsuspecting Gui Wu, knocking it away.

The fish head was the fish head that Ma Zhan Bu Slag used to temporarily serve as a wooden fish for Tang Sanzang, because it was big and bulky, and the speed was a little slower, so it naturally came a little late. It was black and rumbling, the same color as the dark sky, and it was not surrounded by flames, it was difficult to notice, and the eyes of Guiwu had just been illuminated by the nine dazzling flames, so of course they ignored its existence, so it was able to succeed for a while.

The snake that had flown out, seeing the left foot of the slag that was about to gallop to the horse, was opening its bloody mouth and preparing to bite down. Unexpectedly, the nine explosive wooden fish that were blocked by the turtle martial arts chased it together. The snake only aimed ahead, but had no time to care about the behind, and was knocked out by the three wooden fish that arrived first, and the white python was almost roasted into a black python by the fire.

Turtle Wu and Xuan Snake met together again, fought in the air, and then regrouped together. They suffered a loss in the last round, and this time they didn't dare to underestimate the enemy again. Ma Zhanbu slag won once, he was in high spirits, and he was reluctant to attack Xuanwu, and then shouted: "Crack!"

When the sound fell, I saw that the nine deflagrated wooden fish exploded with a "bang", and one split into nine, and ninety-nine is eighty-one. These flames were like meteors thrown into the dark sky, attacking the Xuanwu from all directions.

Xuanwu saw that he couldn't dodge, so he had to shout angrily: "The wind is coming!", only to see two golden whirlwinds circling from the sky, this time the whirlwind summoned by Xuanwu and Guiwu was much higher, much wider, and much more ferocious than the previous one summoned by Guiwu himself.

Ma Zhanbu sneered and said contemptuously: "Call the wind again, is there no other trick available except the wind?" how much wind has been wiped out, you are not tired of me!" it said as it stretched out its two hands from the dark sky, trying to hold the two whirlwinds in its palms.

This whirlwind is no longer than before, after all, it was summoned after the combination of the Xuan Snake and the Turtle Martial Arts, and the power was naturally unusual, Ma Zhan Bu Slag's palms had just arrived, and before he could hold the whirlwind, all ten fingers were sawed off by the whirlwind that was hovering at great speed.

"Wow, yes, yes!" the ten fingers flew down, and Ma Zhanbu screamed in pain. Tang Sanzang, who was sitting in mid-air with the nine golden cicadas, saw that Ma Zhanbu had lost his fingers, and if he took the opportunity to escape back down the slope now, it would not be able to pinch him again, so he saw the opportunity, stood up, and ran forward with his legs open.

"Return!" The furious Ma Zhanbu slag shouted, Tang Sanzang thought he was calling him, his legs were weak in fright, and he sat down again. In fact, it was the ten sawn fingers that it shouted, and as soon as the cry fell, it saw the ten scattered fingers rise from the ground and take them back into their hands.

Sun Wumao hid under the slope, and saw that the two whirlwinds swept the sand and stones and went straight to Xuanwu, and he said in his heart: "Why did you call the wind again? Don't you want to run? This is too cowardly!" However, the result was not as he imagined, the two whirlwinds did not involve Xuanwu, but swept behind Xuanwu.

Behind Xuanwu, a landscape changed in an instant, no longer a dark sky surging with stars, but a blue clear sky, and in front of him seemed to be a day and a night, like two worlds that had been torn apart, and they were put together by force.

In addition to the blue sky, there is another scenery under the clear sky, that is, the waterfall against the current, and the raging river rushes from the bottom up into the deep sky. Where does the water come from? Naturally, it is the "Huanying Stream" in this "Huanying Guide". Xuanwu leaned against the waterfall, took two steps back, and only heard it shout angrily:

"Shadow Sword!

The sound fell, and I saw that the countercurrent waterfall suddenly stopped rushing, and then turned around again, pouring from the sky into the stream, like a curtain falling gloomily, and like a mountain peak that collapsed violently.

As the waterfall fell, a giant sword as clear as a stream of water emerged from the waterfall, gradually revealing the hilt, the boring, the spine, the sword, and the sword spikes that fluttered left and right, this giant sword looked like it was made of stream.

The ninety-nine eighty-one flames that exploded had been dragging the tail of the fire and rushing from all directions to the front. At the last moment, there was a "cymbal" sound, only to see the giant sword turn sideways to the spine of the sword, and it was turning the sword jaw, and a cold light swept over the sword, with a murderous aura, and a hundred and ten water-cast swords shot out from the sharp sword jaw, heading straight for the oncoming group of flames.

"......"

A quenching sound came from the sky, and the hundred and ten water-cast swords extinguished all the flames, billowing smoke rose into the air, and the residues of the wooden fish fell to the ground one after another.

Although those water-forged swords had undergone this baptism of flames, they did not evaporate because of this, but all turned into swords of flames. Ten of them turned their swords and chased after the black fish head, while the rest went straight to the nine golden cicadas and Tang Sanzang who were hanging above the soles of Ma Zhanbu's slags.

The smell of grilled salted fish permeated from the far sky, tempting to salivate, presumably, it was the ten flaming swords that got it. Sun Wumao raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, and shouted at the group of flame swords:

"Don't hurt Elder Tang!"

The Flame Sword has no friendship with Sun Wumao, how can he know him, and how can he be willing to obey him.