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"This senior's expression is not right, why is there a little Wen Mu'er looking at Yuan Hai......'s expression? Yuan Hai......"

At the mention of Yuan Hai, Yijian's mood was immediately bad.

However, it is undeniable that the woman's expression is shy and full of worship, and she has a story at a glance, which is so conspicuous among the "frightened" and "vigilant" cultivators.

Yijian couldn't help but say in his heart: "Could it be that Elder Wind Blade can't ......?"

"Boom ......"

Just when the sword came out of his mind, a huge roar suddenly sounded a hundred zhang away, and two figures that seemed blurred under the rapid speed flashed by, and instantly rushed into the sky.

The loud noise came suddenly, and everyone was startled.

A hoarse voice resounded through the sky: "Quack quack...... Wind Blade, Wind Blade, you have a lot of romantic debts, tell me quickly, who is this woman? It is worth your way to block her? If it is your close person, how about I let her go?"

"Humph!"

He was answered by a cold snort.

"Quack Quack ......"

The voice laughed more and more arrogantly: "Go to someone, kill that woman, there is a reward!"

"Yes!"

In response, a figure flew out of the battle group and slowly flew over.

The figure was wearing a black cloak, and the figure was slender, like a bamboo pole.

The invading cultivators are all at the elder level, and they have an advantage in numbers, so it is not difficult to separate one person at all.

As an elder-level master, with the path of a bamboo pole cultivator, killing everyone is just a blink of an eye without anyone stopping him, but he flies over "slowly", which is undoubtedly a kind of mental torture.

"Boom ......"

The Wind Blade was silent, but the battle became more and more intense.

Yijian and Long Ji's expressions changed, and the woman's expression also had a hint of horror, and the female cultivators glanced at each other, nodded solemnly to each other, and greeted the bamboo pole cultivator.

"Hahaha......"

The bamboo pole cultivator laughed: "You are really beyond your strength, come and come, anyway, don't worry, have a good time with you, Wind Blade, you look carefully, kill this little girl, I will kill your lover!"

With a burst of laughter, the bamboo pole cultivator vanished.

"Ah......h

A nun screamed, and one arm was cut off at the elbow.

"Ah......h

The other nun also let out a scream, and a large hole was cut in her abdomen.

"Hahaha......"

I couldn't see the figure of the bamboo pole cultivator, I only saw the female cultivators retreating one after another, the wounds were increasing, and a group of cultivators of the God Refining Realm were being played without the power to resist.

Fifty zhang, forty zhang, thirty zhang......

As they got closer, the injuries of the nuns became worse and worse, one nun died, then two sisters died, and three sisters died......

Yijian saw sweat on his forehead, and wanted to pull Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan away, but his body couldn't move at all.

"Ancestor, Ancestor...... It's a big trouble, I want you to save your life......"

"Hey...... It's a pity, a sword boy, once I make a move, I can't hide it anymore, huh...... Dragon Steps......"

Blood Chong was puzzled, and Yijian also tried to look at Long Ji with his afterglow.

On the surface of Long Ji's body, a layer of undetectable golden light flowed, and an armor like a patchwork of fish scales slowly emerged, and on his hand, a stick-like weapon was faintly formed.

The aura of armor and weapons was so small that if it weren't for the proximity of a sword, it wouldn't have been noticeable at all.

Blood Chong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, a sword boy, the armor and weapons of the dragon stepboy are not weak, I don't need the ancestor to make a move, just look at it with peace of mind!"

"Hmm!"

A sword is a little relieved.

The spiritual pressure of the bamboo pole cultivator was too strong, a sword couldn't move, and Long Ji couldn't move, but fortunately, there was something to rely on, and Long Ji didn't have a desperate mood.

"Come on, come closer, get closer......"

The weapons that looked like sticks and non-sticks reversed and changed, and the breath became more and more obscure.

The bamboo pole cultivator didn't notice it at all, and he approached the two of them firmly, slowly approaching the two, stained red with blood all the way.

After the initial panic, the woman gradually settled down and looked at the sky with a smile.

The wind blade was stopped, and the woman knew that she was going to die, and what the bamboo pole cultivator did was just to interfere with the wind blade and make the wind blade lose faster.

At this moment, she has left life and death behind and is fearless.

Death is coming, and she is not afraid of death, but afraid that the wind blade will be disturbed and the battle will be at a disadvantage.

But the wind blade did not disappoint her, not only did not be at a disadvantage, but slowly approached this side, just like him back then, powerful, invincible, and unstoppable!

The cold sword qi filled the sky, and more and more sword qi caused the other cultivators' battles to be greatly disturbed.

The bamboo pole cultivator waved his hand, and the female cultivators were torn to pieces by a gust ......of wind, and he hissed: "Wind Blade, how do you feel about seeing your old lover die in front of you?"

Slowly walked towards Yijian and Long Ji, and raised his hand.

Long Ji's spirit was highly concentrated, waiting for the moment when the cultivator would make a move.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, a figure blocked in front of the bamboo pole cultivator.

The bamboo pole cultivator's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged, avoiding the sword light of the wind blade.

Wind Blade stood in front of everyone, and his figure was a little rickety.

The hoarse cultivator laughed and said, "Hahaha...... Wind Blade, do you want to block them in front of me if you take my move?

"Huh?"

A sword afterglow noticed this.

"This senior's expression is not right, why is there a little Wen Mu'er looking at Yuan Hai......'s expression? Yuan Hai......"

At the mention of Yuan Hai, Yijian's mood was immediately bad.

However, it is undeniable that the woman's expression is shy and full of worship, and she has a story at a glance, which is so conspicuous among the "frightened" and "vigilant" cultivators.

Yijian couldn't help but say in his heart: "Could it be that Elder Wind Blade can't ......?"

"Boom ......"

Just when the sword came out of his mind, a huge roar suddenly sounded a hundred zhang away, and two figures that seemed blurred under the rapid speed flashed by, and instantly rushed into the sky.

The loud noise came suddenly, and everyone was startled.

A hoarse voice resounded through the sky: "Quack quack...... Wind Blade, Wind Blade, you have a lot of romantic debts, tell me quickly, who is this woman? It is worth your way to block her? If it is your close person, how about I let her go?"

"Humph!"

He was answered by a cold snort.

"Quack Quack ......"

The voice laughed more and more arrogantly: "Go to someone, kill that woman, there is a reward!"

"Yes!"

In response, a figure flew out of the battle group and slowly flew over.

The figure was wearing a black cloak, and the figure was slender, like a bamboo pole.

The invading cultivators are all at the elder level, and they have an advantage in numbers, so it is not difficult to separate one person at all.

As an elder-level master, with the path of a bamboo pole cultivator, killing everyone is just a blink of an eye without anyone stopping him, but he flies over "slowly", which is undoubtedly a kind of mental torture.

"Boom ......"

The Wind Blade was silent, but the battle became more and more intense.

Yijian and Long Ji's expressions changed, and the woman's expression also had a hint of horror, and the female cultivators glanced at each other, nodded solemnly to each other, and greeted the bamboo pole cultivator.

"Hahaha......"

The bamboo pole cultivator laughed: "You are really beyond your strength, come and come, anyway, don't worry, have a good time with you, Wind Blade, you look carefully, kill this little girl, I will kill your lover!"

With a burst of laughter, the bamboo pole cultivator vanished.

"Ah......h

A nun screamed, and one arm was cut off at the elbow.

"Ah......h

The other nun also let out a scream, and a large hole was cut in her abdomen.

"Hahaha......"

I couldn't see the figure of the bamboo pole cultivator, I only saw the female cultivators retreating one after another, the wounds were increasing, and a group of cultivators of the God Refining Realm were being played without the power to resist.

Fifty zhang, forty zhang, thirty zhang......

As they got closer, the injuries of the nuns became worse and worse, one nun died, then two sisters died, and three sisters died......

Yijian saw sweat on his forehead, and wanted to pull Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan away, but his body couldn't move at all.

"Ancestor, Ancestor...... It's a big trouble, I want you to save your life......"

"Hey...... It's a pity, a sword boy, once I make a move, I can't hide it anymore, huh...... Dragon Steps......"

Blood Chong was puzzled, and Yijian also tried to look at Long Ji with his afterglow.

On the surface of Long Ji's body, a layer of undetectable golden light flowed, and an armor like a patchwork of fish scales slowly emerged, and on his hand, a stick-like weapon was faintly formed.

The aura of armor and weapons was so small that if it weren't for the proximity of a sword, it wouldn't have been noticeable at all.

Blood Chong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, a sword boy, the armor and weapons of the dragon stepboy are not weak, I don't need the ancestor to make a move, just look at it with peace of mind!"

"Hmm!"

A sword is a little relieved.

The spiritual pressure of the bamboo pole cultivator was too strong, a sword couldn't move, and Long Ji couldn't move, but fortunately, there was something to rely on, and Long Ji didn't have a desperate mood.

"Come on, come closer, get closer......"

The weapons that looked like sticks and non-sticks reversed and changed, and the breath became more and more obscure.

The bamboo pole cultivator didn't notice it at all, and he approached the two of them firmly, slowly approaching the two, stained red with blood all the way.

After the initial panic, the woman gradually settled down and looked at the sky with a smile.

The wind blade was stopped, and the woman knew that she was going to die, and what the bamboo pole cultivator did was just to interfere with the wind blade and make the wind blade lose faster.

At this moment, she has left life and death behind and is fearless.

Death is coming, and she is not afraid of death, but afraid that the wind blade will be disturbed and the battle will be at a disadvantage.

But the wind blade did not disappoint her, not only did not be at a disadvantage, but slowly approached this side, just like him back then, powerful, invincible, and unstoppable!

The cold sword qi filled the sky, and more and more sword qi caused the other cultivators' battles to be greatly disturbed.

The bamboo pole cultivator waved his hand, and the female cultivators were torn to pieces by a gust ......of wind, and he hissed: "Wind Blade, how do you feel about seeing your old lover die in front of you?"

Slowly walked towards Yijian and Long Ji, and raised his hand.

Long Ji's spirit was highly concentrated, waiting for the moment when the cultivator would make a move.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, a figure blocked in front of the bamboo pole cultivator.

The bamboo pole cultivator's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged, avoiding the sword light of the wind blade.

Wind Blade stood in front of everyone, and his figure was a little rickety.

The hoarse cultivator laughed and said, "Hahaha...... Wind Blade, do you want to block them in front of me if you take my move?