"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Li Peicheng stood proudly on the blue sea dragon boat, the fire cloud gun pointed forward, angrily rushed to the crown, and shouted. 【】

This familiar but terrifying sentence suddenly woke up the monks who were filled with excitement like a spell, and a chill instantly spread throughout their bodies.

A blue light, a red light shot south faster than a meteor, and the Miaoyin Fairy who stopped in front of Li Peicheng suddenly shuddered, she thought that this time she could finally take revenge for the broken arm, she thought that she could kill Yunhu viciously for a while. But when a little dazzling cold light lit up in the familiar blood red, the Miaoyin Fairy, who was carried away by the excitement of hatred, suddenly realized that she was doing an extremely stupid thing!

This person Kun Li can stop it, Kuang Xuan can stop it, and Shangfeng real people can stop it, but she is still far from qualified.

The familiar murderous aura, the familiar blood red, brings the cold of freezing.

It's late, the first time Fairy Miaoyin picked up a life, and this time she didn't have such a good fate again.

The firecloud gun whistled past her, not stopping for a moment.

Boom! There was a sound, and the petite body of the wonderful sound fairy turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled on the sea.

Miaoyin Fairy's cultivation is indeed very high, and I am afraid that it will not take long to reach the level of the late Yuan Infant, but it is a pity that she met Li Peicheng, so she still ended up with a fragrant and jade death. The only impact on Li Peicheng after his death was that the majestic True Yuan roared into Li Peicheng's body like a torrent.

Li Peicheng didn't expect this woman's true yuan to be so strong, this battle plus the Laoshan faction he had already killed twelve people in a row, and now he had killed the Miaoyin Fairy, and suddenly felt that the meridians were rushed violently, and the blood seeped out of the body, and a low snort came out of his throat, which made him feel slightly better.

It's just that due to such an obstacle, the five element rings sacrificed by the real people of Shangfeng have been chased again.

Li Peicheng had nowhere to vent the true yuan power of the riot in his body, and when he saw this, he suddenly stabbed back with his hand.

There was a loud bang.

Li Peicheng's arm was numb, but he felt a little more comfortable. With a single force, the blue sea dragon boat accelerated violently and went straight ahead.

"Haha!" Li Peicheng's laughter echoed over the sea.

Unspeakable arrogance, unspeakable freedom.

Watching the blue sea dragon boat disappear into the sky like a meteor, all the people watching the battle were distracted, staring blankly at the already empty sky.

This is the real hero, this is the real terrible enemy!

Thousands of troops, masters like clouds, so what, I want to kill and kill, come if I want to come, and leave if I want to go!

Come bravely, go resolutely!

Decisive and neat, never drag mud and water!

The thin face of Shangfeng Zhenren, who finally arrived, was terrifying, and Kuang's thin body seemed to suddenly become tall because of anger.

The seven masters of the Yuan Infant Stage, the lineup that can almost sweep the middle-strength sect with a devastating and decaying manner, and half of the masters of the Laoshan faction since the head of the sect are gone, and there is no one left. And when they came, the other side didn't even fight with them, and walked away, leaving them with endless killing opportunities and grief.

This feeling is really bad, it's like you have all the strength to explode, you have the absolute strength to take revenge, but the moment you appeared, the partiality of the family left, far away, leaving a smug laugh and left, nowhere to vent, the only object that can vent is themselves, why, didn't they arrive earlier, why did they despise such a powerful and insidious enemy!

Kun Li's face was cloudy, even a little hideous and terrifying.

In this battle, although the loss of Zhenling Island seems to be less than that of the Laoshan faction, the roots of Zhenling Island are overseas, and the Laoshan faction is the most disadvantaged to close the mountain gate, and there are peerless masters such as Shangfeng Zhenren to guard it, Kun Li does not believe that Yunhu can single-handedly kill the Laoshan faction. But Zhenling Island is not good, he is a master of the out-of-body period, so what, didn't Yunhu just enter and exit three times in front of him just now, killing Canghai and others like slaughtering sheep?

I thought that Shangfeng and Kuang Xu had arrived, and Yunhu would have nowhere to escape, thinking that he would be as crazy as just now, and then he was besieged by the three of them. But he didn't expect that as soon as he changed the crazy killing momentum just now, he decided to escape without even blinking his eyes, and he also had such a high-level flying magic weapon to help.

Shangfeng and Kuang Xuan were full of grief and indignation and had nowhere to vent, while Kun Li wanted to cry without tears at this time, and the excitement that had already climbed to the clouds fell to the bottom of the abyss of the South China Sea in an instant.

Even Kun Li was worried about the terrible consequences after Yunhu fled, not to mention the other people who participated in the battle, all of them had earthy faces, and the fear in their hearts could not be concealed, and their limbs were cold and cold.

They are now the real cry without tears!

"Yunhu, even if you go to heaven and earth, I will not let you go!" Shangfeng Zhenren said through gritted teeth, his eyes full of fierceness.

The blue sea dragon boat was speeding over the sea like the wind, and Li Peicheng, who was covered in blood, sat on the blue sea dragon boat with a painful face. Just now he was fighting frantically and forgetting everything. Now far away from the battlefield, Li Peicheng knew that they did not besiege themselves at the first time, with the speed of the blue sea dragon boat, even if it was a real person on the peak, it would be difficult to catch up with him, and the whole person suddenly relaxed.

This relaxation, as soon as the tense spirit relaxed, the sharp pain did not pull at all, and it clearly transmitted to the nerves of his brain.

The skeleton of the whole body seems to be scattered, and the most painful thing is the heart-rending pain caused by the meridians and blood vessels that seem to be about to burst.

At this time, Li Peicheng remembered how crazy this battle was, and he actually killed thirteen Yuan Infant Stage masters before and after. Two Yuan Infants in the late period, four Yuan Babies in the middle stage, and seven Yuan Babies in the early stage.

So many true elements were inhaled into the body in such a short period of time, Li Peicheng did not explode and die, in addition to using strength to describe Li Peicheng's perverted accommodating ability, the fierce battle with Kun Li and others, constantly forgetting to vent, and constantly hammering also played a large part.

But no matter what, it is a miracle that so many true elements have entered the body, and there is no explosion, but the sequelae like purgatory are still indispensable.

Blood seeped out of the body like sweat, dyeing Li Peicheng's whole body, dying the green robe, and the blue sea dragon boat.

Li Peicheng showed a wry smile helplessly, but the bitter smile was a little twisted and hideous, and the muscles of his face seemed to be no longer under his control.

Looking at the icy Antarctic world from afar, Li Peicheng felt that the pain in his body became clearer and clearer, just like a sad person became more and more sad when he saw his loved ones.

In the distance, it suddenly rose to the sky, a huge, white crane with a red glow, and on the crane stood a great Taoist priest standing in the wind.

The image of the Taoist priest is sloppy, but it is as dignified and majestic as a mountain.

His gaze shot into the distance like lightning, and a murderous aura as fierce as a sword faintly spread out on his body, and the surrounding flying snow solidified into ice cubes in front of this murderous aura. When the crane's bright wings swept by, they turned into powder and scattered in the south.

When Xiao Chi and the others felt that the master's surname was in danger, as soon as they fled back to the Antarctic Cave Mansion, they did not hesitate to knock on the gate.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard that his only brother in the world was surrounded and killed, he immediately became angry, and without saying a word, he flew into Xiaochi and went straight to the South China Sea.

Feeling Zhang Sanfeng's fierce murderous aura that was cold to freezing, Xiao Chi absolutely believed that if his master had three longs and two shorts, I am afraid that the entire overseas would be stained red with blood, and Laoshan would not have any grass!

Li Peicheng showed a wry smile again, because he saw Zhang Sanfeng.

In the end, I still ruined this old brother's retreat, hoping that it would not be a knock at a critical time.

Xiao Chi let out a high-pitched howl of excitement, and blood-red tears rolled down again.

If that man is his master, how can he not be his dearest person in this world, just like his father?

Relaxed, thoroughly relaxed. But at the same time, the pain tortured him even more recklessly, and he felt like his head was about to explode, as if this pain had exceeded the limit of his brain nerves.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to endure inhuman torture every time he cultivated to absorb stars, he would have already tempered his pain nerves, I am afraid that Li Peicheng would have screamed a long time ago, and then fainted.

Seeing Li Peicheng like a bloody man, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes burst into light, his face changed, and his fingers buckled on Li Peicheng's wrist like electricity.

Soon, Zhang Sanfeng's face sank suddenly, his palm was as dense as a shadow, and he slapped Li Peicheng as heavy as a mountain.

Xiao Chi was shocked and was about to make a move, but Li Peicheng smiled and said, "It's okay!"

Poof!

Zhang Sanfeng's palm slapped on Li Peicheng's body, making a burst of explosive sound. With each slap, Li Peicheng's painful expression weakened a point.

After hundreds of hits, Zhang Sanfeng stopped.

This kind of work, which requires both vigorous use and proper control, even if it is as strong as Zhang Sanfeng, is so tired that fine sweat oozes from his forehead at this time.

Li Peicheng felt that the violent true yuan in his body had stabilized a lot, so he smiled at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "I didn't want to disturb my brother, but I didn't expect to disturb you." ”

(To be continued)