The formation was not broken, and Yun Shangfei had no way to completely kill the yellow-clothed blood slave in front of him, and if this yellow-clothed blood slave was harassed by the side, he would not be able to break the blood coffin. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yun Shangfei's expression was slightly cold, his left hand stretched out to the yellow-clothed blood slave, and Ling Ran opened his mouth and shouted, "Sleepy!"

An inexplicable power, a breath that belonged to the Dao squeezed towards the target yellow-clothed blood slave with Yun Shangfei's voice.

As if time had stopped, and as if he had been locked in chains, the yellow-clothed blood slave's flight came to an abrupt halt, and the forces of heaven and earth were all invoked, squeezing his body frantically, no matter how the blood slave struggled, he was crushed to death by this force.

"If you're still alive, I probably won't be able to trap you for long, but for now...... You can't break free for a moment. Yun Shangfei glanced at the blood slave and shifted his gaze to the blood coffin.

He didn't even frown, as soon as the sword pointed out, the fairy sword on his side turned around, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the blood coffin, looking at the viscous blood clump aura above, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, the fairy aura was drumming, lingering, at this moment he was high above, at this moment he was invincible, his right hand pointed to the blood coffin, and shouted coldly: "A sword of the immortals!"

Ideas are everywhere, invincible!

The quaint fairy sword turned into a streamer, the movement of the atmosphere, and the blowing of the wind all became the help of this sword, and its power could open the mountain and break the mountain, and it resolutely pierced the blood coffin.

It was like cutting tofu, there was no loud noise, no wanton destruction, the quaint fairy sword was like a naughty child, dexterously drilling through the blood cocoon and then folding back into Yun Shangfei's hand again.

The blood-colored spiritual power was scattered, like a dandelion floating in the air, revealing the center of the blood coffin of the main body, and the hole with the thickness of the forearm was shining with light.

The four corners have become triangles, and the triangles have become a straight line today, and this difficult formation has been completely broken.

Yun Shangfei looked back at the blood slave who was imprisoned by himself and struggled to get out without resigning his fate, Yun Shangfei glanced at him deeply, sighed and said, "You are already dead, why do you have to struggle?"

"Extinguish!"

Yun Shangfei shouted coldly, and no longer looked at the yellow-clothed blood slave being decomposed by the mysterious power, disappearing into the air, and the Imperial Flying Sword rushed to the place where Mo Xiaoxie was.

Whether he is carrying water or cooking, the reason why he often makes mistakes is not because he is dull, and it is not because he falls down when he lands in the square is not because he is shallow.

It was precisely because his cultivation was too high and his growth rate was too fast that he couldn't control this power. Whether it is spiritual consciousness or the spiritual power in the body or the power of the Dao heart, it is incomparable to cultivators of the same level, this matter has not been publicized by the Penglai Immortal Sect, and his existence has always been the top secret of the sect, and only a few people in the sect know about it.

It is in the ordinary that extraordinary power can be mastered.

His master, who is also the current head of the Penglai Immortal Sect, said this to him.

So he did morning classes like an ordinary disciple, studied and lived like an ordinary disciple, and had a youthful heart like an ordinary person at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

The clouds are still flying, the clouds are flying. In addition to birds, there are also 'immortals' who can fly above the clouds.

Almost at the next moment when Yun Shangfei destroyed the blood coffin, Hui Xin manipulated her magic weapon, the Mingxin Sword, and slashed at the blood slave when she was facing the red-clothed female blood slave who was stunned because of the failure of the formation.

"Wisdom Sword Cuts Dust!"

This is the secret and unpassed Buddhist magic power of Leiyin Temple, which cannot be learned without great wisdom, great perseverance, and great opportunity.

One is trouble, two is fornication, and three is greed and hatred, this is the sword of wisdom.

If I am a Buddha, the place where I am is is the land of the Buddha, except for me, it is all red dust, and I can cut everything in the world, only the wisdom sword.

The reason why Huixin is ranked as one of the 'Four Princesses' in the cultivation world, and the reason why she is called the Compassion Sword Queen, is not only because she cultivated at a young age, but also because she has learned the 'Huijian' supernatural power that no one in Leiyin Temple has learned for thousands of years.

Since the circle has been broken and you can't regenerate, then let's overtake you.

Huixin's heart flickered, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

The red-clothed blood slave also reacted after being stunned for a moment, and the magic weapon moved to his side to block the front of the Mingxin Sword, but this did not stop the Mingxin Sword's swing.

The wisdom sword cuts the dust and cuts everything in the world!

This sentence is the unanimous evaluation of this trick in the monastic world, is it a joke?

Under the devastation, the magic weapon of the red-clothed blood slave shining with scarlet light broke in two and fell to the ground like mortal iron, losing its former brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, the Mingxin Sword slashed at the blood slave, broke off at the waist, and turned into a golden Buddha flame, leaving no trace in the world.

The power of the wisdom sword is so great!

Compared to Huixin and Yun Shangfei's side, the situation on Mo Xiaoxie's side was precarious.

Mo Xiaoxie's new injuries and old injuries made him feel severe pain all over his body when he took a breath, and even the gangsha that he was commanding like an arm on weekdays showed signs of dissipation. The shadow of death hung over his heart.

He had never been so close to death, and the Grim Reaper was the blue-clad blood slave standing in the void in the air in front of him.

Even if his magic weapon Immortal Sword was shattered and there was not even a slag left, he still had a Dao Miao Realm cultivation, and a random spell was enough to kill him.

It's really a bit too much.,I really shouldn't have been hit by him for a spell to break the blood coffin.,But even if you dodge, you won't be able to hide for long and you'll be injured.。

There was a sword wound on his left arm, the blood was still flowing out slowly, his left back was hit by a spell, and now he couldn't feel anything else except the pain, it was estimated that the bones were broken, looking at the blue-clothed blood slave pinching the magic trick in his hand, Mo Xiaoye gritted his teeth, and while the spell came over, he endured the pain, and rolled to the left with both feet and right arm, praying not to be hit head-on.

The spell cast by the blue-clothed blood slave fell to the ground like a bolt of thunder, and it hit the position where Mo Xiaoye was lying before.

Although Mo Xiaoxie rolled a few times hard, the distance he could move was only a pitiful two meters or so, even if he avoided the fate of a frontal hit, the edge of the spell still affected Mo Xiaoxie, and the hot air wave swept Mo Xiaoxie away, and only landed after crossing more than ten meters, Mo Xiaoxie coughed violently, "Wow-" sound, blood gushed out of his mouth again like no money, his clothes were covered with dust, and he couldn't see what color it was originally, his hair was already messy, and at this time he was angry, and most of his life was gone.

Mo Xiaoxie's face was as white as winter snow, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, seeing the magic trick in the hands of the blue-clothed blood slave again, Mo Xiaoxie sighed, closed his eyes, remembered the handkerchief that Mengyuan handed him when he left, and told himself to open it when his life was at stake, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he wanted to open it now to see what was written on it, but now how could he still have the strength to take the handkerchief out of his arms, I'm afraid he will never have the chance to meet her again in this life.

People in the world often say that only when you are close to death can you really know who the person you like is, and the person who finally appears in your mind must be your beloved, but now Mo Xiaoye found that what flashed in his mind was the beautiful face that flashed when the veil fell.

Maybe it was the most beautiful encounter of his life.

Mo Xiaoye thought so, his mind slowly relaxed, his heart calmed down, he could feel that the blood slave's spell had been released, and the target was himself, and it was getting closer and closer.

With a "boom-" sound, the earth trembled, the terrifying energy fluctuations diffused, and the spatial airflow became disordered.

The imaginary pain did not befall Mo Xiaoxie's body, and Mo Xiaoxie opened a gap in his eyes. found a familiar white back in front of him, and looked closely, isn't this person Yun Shangfei who has been with him for many days?

Seeing that Yun Shangfei easily blocked the blood slave's spell, Ling Li's empty figure didn't retreat, and Mo Xiaoye said abruptly: "Since you rushed over, it means that you should solve the blood slave, I was really completely defeated this time." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help coughing intermittently again, and a piece of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Although he knew that there was danger on Mo Xiaoxie's side before, after solving the blood slave, he rushed over as quickly as possible, blocking the fatal blow to Mo Xiaoxie.

Yun Shangfei was taken aback by using his spiritual sense to check Mo Xiaoxie's injury, and when he saw it with his own eyes, he found that the injury was much more serious than he imagined, seeing that Mo Xiaoxie was still talking, Yun Shangfei frowned and reprimanded: "Do you want to die?" If you are so seriously injured and still speak, close your mouth and rest in peace, I will kill this blood slave immediately." ”

Mo Xiaoye nodded subconsciously, he didn't expect that it would involve the pain, and there was another grin, Yun Shangfei's arrival made him somewhat relieved, he only felt so tired now...... Tired......

Yun Shangfei glanced at him and turned his head to look at the blood slave.

I don't know where this blood slave's magic weapon is, but it's easier to deal with.

With a sword finger, the immortal qi exploded, and the quaint fairy sword locked onto the blue-clothed blood slave standing in mid-air and pinching the magic trick.

"A sword of immortals!"

There are no fancy, just a simple sword, but it makes the blood slave unavoidable.

With a sound of flesh and blood, with a little blood flower, the ancient fairy sword cut off the head of the blood slave and flew back to Yun Shangfei's side.

Is there no expression even in death? Yun Shangfei glanced at the blue-clothed blood slave who had his body split in two, his hand still holding the magic trick, there was no panic or pain on his face, and his eyes were still open.

"Hey, Xiaoxie, how's it going?" Coming to Mo Xiaoxie's side, Yun Shangfei asked loudly.

After waiting for a long time and not replying, Yun Shangfei saw Mo Xiaoxie lying on his side with his eyes closed, his heart chuckled suddenly, and a bad idea came out.

No way......

Yun Shangfei hurriedly squatted down and put his fingers on Mo Xiaoxie's nose, although his breath was weak, at least it showed that he was still alive.

Yun Shangfei exhaled lightly, took out a porcelain bottle from his personal space and poured out a pill, observing its mellow color, Yun Shangfei sighed and said, "Seeing that you are so badly injured, this "Dragon and Tiger Pill" will be cheap for you." ”

Breaking Mo Xiaoxie's mouth and putting the pill in, it didn't take long for Mo Xiaoxie's breathing to be much thicker and smoother, and his pale face was a little more ruddy.

"You slept so soundly. Yun Shangfei smiled faintly, looked at the two people in the sky who were still inseparable, and his face was solemn.