The sword fell and blood spilled, and when the bronze ghost-faced man fell, the mask rolled down his cheeks, and the heart was cold by the ancient sword.

Gu Jianhan pulled out the Qianqiu Sword, blood dripping down the blade, he was still as cold as ice.

"Shhhhhhh

Yue Hanxu naturally will not fall, as soon as the Taiqing sword is raised, the clothes are fluttering, the sword is stabbed, the cold light falls, a sword seals the throat, and a few demon pawns are beheaded, and he touches the nose of the desolate descendant who eats the stunned land, and the expression seems to tell the desolate descendant: Small, I can do it too!

The two of them have always liked to fight with each other like this, and they also kill the enemy in this way.

No one is far behind, and no one will show mercy.

The sword fell, the blood splashed in the sky, and the soldiers in the clothes were superb.

The young man is handsome, commanding the storm, his hands are up and down, and the devil is crying and frightened.

The four and his party in the Southern Dynasty all brandished their blades and fought with this group of ghost-faced people who came to kill, and the sound of killing was earth-shattering, blood was splashed, and corpses were everywhere.

These ghost-faced people are undoubtedly pawns in the Demon Dao, and those bronze ghost masks are some relatively high-level ones. Play the role of leading these ghost-faced people.

Gu Jianhan, Feng Piaoxiang, Nan Chaosi and others, they are not mediocre people, although they dare not say that they can deal with the drunken Dao and Xuchen who have cultivated to a high level, but it is more than enough to deal with such a demon pawn.

Especially since these ghost-faced people had invaded Qingqiu Mountain Yi Sect before, they had all fought with Yi Zong's disciples. So. Gu Jianhan was able to kill the man with the bronze ghost mask that took the lead with a single sword.

Then, there was a wave of ghost-faced people coming from all directions, and the killing sound was monstrous. Rushing to besiege it.

Gu Jianhan, Drunken Jun, Long Tingyu and other Yi Sect disciples are all fighting bloodily, they are young talents, and their cultivation is not bad, they are all living dragons and tigers, and it is not ambiguous to kill these demon pawns.

............

Inside the Crystal Palace, all are decorated with pearls. Agate and jade, dazzling, everywhere reveals that incomparably magnificent luxury.

Tang Feng walked into the Crystal Palace with the light blue feather coat and the pink feather coat fairy queen. He groaned, his steps steady, and he felt that the inside of the Crystal Palace seemed to be full of flowers. The breath of the fairy is everywhere. But there is a frightening murderous aura hidden.

This kind of murderous aura, he is far from killing with anger, it is like a blooming rose, hiding sharp thorns, once he falls into the nectar edification, he will be in danger.

"Tang Gongzi, my master has mentioned your talent many times and admired your amazing talent. "The pink feather fairy seems to be to avoid embarrassment. Tian Ran smiled.

Tang Feng smiled calmly and said disapprerovingly: "It's just below." But a cloth coat, how can you let your master remember. ”

He seemed to know that he didn't say anything about the detours, and he already knew that the master in this crystal palace was definitely not such a fairy with a feathered coat, but must be a powerful character.

Moreover, he vaguely heard the sound of fighting outside the Crystal Palace, and he had already guessed seven or eight points, all of which were under the Ten Methods Array.

The light blue feather coat Immortal Ji smiled, "Tang Gongzi is really good at joking, you are so immortal and bonely, how can you be a cloth cloth." ”

Tang Feng did not argue, silently.

I have walked into a courtyard, and in the courtyard there are roses blooming, colorful butterflies flying, and the whole courtyard is full of roses.

In the center of the courtyard, a white feather-clad shadow fairy, in front of a thousand-year-old sycamore guqin, the white feather-clad fairy with his back on his back, but from the back, it can be seen that he must be a beautiful woman like a flower.

Tang Feng hesitated slightly, how could this back be so familiar? Could it be that everything he had perceived before was not real? Could it be that this Crystal Palace Que was really not a terrifying magic circle?

So why is there a fight outside the Crystal Palace?

What the hell is going on? Could it be that my perception of the "Five Divine Powers" is wrong?

Originally, it was thought that the person who played the piano was not a woman, and even the piano was not a piano, and it was in danger.

However, looking at the familiar figure of the fairy in front of him, he was a little melancholy, who was she? Why did she look so familiar?

The light blue feather-clothed fairy and the pink feather-robed fairy took a step forward, all bowed down, and said calmly: "Master, Tang Gongzi has been invited." ”

The white-clothed fairy waved her hand, did not turn around, and said in a pleasant voice: "You guys retreat!"

"Yes!" The two immortals slowly retreated, glanced at Tang Feng in a daze, and showed a hint of a smile.

Tang Feng stood in the courtyard, staring at the back of the white-clothed fairy in front of him for a long time, he did not speak, for fear that his presumptuousness would disturb the beautiful fairy.

And the white-clothed fairy sitting in front of the thousand-year-old Wutong guqin did not speak, she slowly raised her hand, the green onion jade fingers on the strings, the jade fingers plucked, and chanted in her mouth: "Logging Dingding, birdsong." From the valley, move to the tree. Hum its song, ask for its friend's voice, and ask for its friend's voice......"

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

The melodious sound of the piano, reverberating in the heart, seems to linger in the ears and cannot be dissipated for a long time.

"The people of the Yi are not seeking friends, and the gods listen to them, and they will eventually be peaceful and peaceful. Logging is permitted, drunkenness is good! There are fat people, so as to speed up the fathers. I'd rather not come, and I'll take care of it. Sprinkle and sweep in the can, Chen feeds the eight ......"

Tang Feng was tired all the way, and after listening to this amazing melody, he was a little intoxicated.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

The sound of the piano is still playing, and the melodious silver bells are chanting endlessly.

"There are fat peonies, so as to speed up the uncles. I'd rather not come, and I'm to blame. Logging in Han, drunkenness. The beans have practice, and the brothers are far away. The people's immorality is dry and sorrowful. I am drunk, but I am not drunk. Kankan drums me, squats and dances me, I have time, drink this ......"

Groaning, the piano ends.

Tang Feng was like a dream, and bowed down, "Tang Feng disturbs the fairy, you have to listen to this song, although you have no regrets in death." ”

"Ninth Senior Brother!" the white-clothed fairy sighed slightly and said lightly.

"Ninth Senior Brother?" Tang Feng was instantly stunned, who was she? Could it be a person from Yi Zong? Under the Yi Sect, under the master's seat, plus himself, the ninth senior brother, only the seventh senior sister Mu Furong is a female disciple.

However, the seventh senior sister Mu Furong practiced medical skills, and it could be said that she was powerless, how could she be here? And he clearly heard the white-clothed fairy shouting, "Ninth Senior Brother."

His head "buzzed", looking at this familiar back, the figure of the seventh senior sister Mu Furong was reflected in his mind, which was a little similar.

Could it really be the Seventh Senior Sister Mu Furong, or did she enter the illusion realm?

He clenched the hilt of his sword and asked in a deep voice, "Dare to ask who the fairy is?" His eyes revealed an incomparably gloomy look, like a wolf glaring at its prey. (To be continued......)