The next moment, Cai Xiaotu and others were surrounded by a thousand masters with eight levels of internal strength. Fan Xiu had no weapons, only a string of Buddhist beads and relics, which showed that his love for Xuan Huangqin was unparalleled.

The black hair under the wooden hairpin swayed with the strong wind, his eyes were cold, his breathing was also heavy, his chest began to fluctuate violently, his right palm, which was lucky, trembling a little, and he shouted coldly: "Soul-eating bent up." Then he pulled the deadly knife behind Ye Xiu and killed the ten calm and strange people.

"Damn it, your skills are declining. Fan Xiu can't be lucky. Don't waste time and fight with them." Ye Xiu lost his weapon and had to go and fight with the eight-level masters.

Cai Xiaotu realized that Fan Xiu could not resist the lack of oxygen, so she raised the Soul-Devouring Xiao Fei to the roof and blew the beautiful melody throughout the courtyard. This was challenging her limit. Fortunately, everyone had filled her stomach before coming, otherwise the blood would have splattered on the spot. After less than a minute of blowing, her forehead would be cold sweating and her face turned red.

"Kill me!" Ten elders attacked Fan Xiu together. As long as this man fell, the rest could easily be defeated.

Fan Xiu was unable to use all his ultimate moves because of lack of oxygen. Even so, he was still at ease. This was the first time that everyone saw him jumping around and fighting with the enemy in close combat. He was appreciative, elegant and courageous.

Chu Jianli threw the two children to Ye Shu and entangled with hundreds of people alone.

"Borrower, we are here."

Nearly a hundred men in black who were in charge of finding people fell from the sky, but they still seemed to be their opponents. How could this happen? They consumed too quickly and had difficulty breathing, but none of them retreated in the face of trouble.

"Sky Thunder Array!"

The ten elders were unable to get close to Fan Xiu for a long time, and no longer wasted time. They used their unique skills and all took a few steps back to push the powerful aura towards the so-called No. 1 master. Today, I want to see how many pounds he has and what kind of bullshit he has. When he reaches the Yin Evil Sect, he can't use his magical skills.

Cai Xiaotu was stunned and stayed for only a second, then she saw those people rekindled and their skills doubled: "Don't be careful."

Fan Xiu glared at the woman fiercely: "If you don't want to die, keep blowing."

A woman continued to play with heavy gasps, praying that the Night King would not return at this time. The group of people lived on the top of the mountain all day long and had been accustomed to it. She went to war with them here. She decided to be the worst strategy, but she could not escape and could only fight.

Seeing that the ten airflows weakened with the woman's soul-devouring song, Fan Xiu chose to break the dead. His angry eyes suddenly turned blood red and he roared: "Ten Thousand Buddhas are on the sect!"

Even with Cai Xiaotu's Soul-Devouring Song assist, that move was only tied with the ten elders. Fan Xiu was shocked. After looking around, Chu Jianli was injured. Cai Xiaotu's mouth began to hemorrhage. She squinted her eyes dangerously, stretched out her right palm and warned the ten people on the opposite side: "You are going to be rampant, I have no intention of killing, so I really don't give way?"

"Hmph, Fanxiu, do you think we will be afraid of you? You have seen it too. You can't hit us, but you will soon die of exhaustion, hahahaha!" The ten people laughed evilly and used their skills again.

"It's stubborn!" After speaking, he sucked the soul-devouring Xiao in Cai Xiaotu's hand, put it beside his mouth and blew an extremely soft rhythm. A miracle came, and the surrounding air was constantly hitting the courtyard. The next moment, Cai Xiaotu and others were surrounded by thousands of masters with eight layers of internal strength. Fan Xiu had no weapons, only a string of Buddhist beads and relics, which showed that his love for Xuan Huangqin was unparalleled.

The black hair under the wooden hairpin swayed with the strong wind, his eyes were cold, his breathing was also heavy, his chest began to fluctuate violently, his right palm, which was lucky, trembling a little, and he shouted coldly: "Soul-eating bent up." Then he pulled the deadly knife behind Ye Xiu and killed the ten calm and strange people.

"Damn it, your skills are declining. Fan Xiu can't be lucky. Don't waste time and fight with them." Ye Xiu lost his weapon and had to go and fight with the eight-level masters.

Cai Xiaotu realized that Fan Xiu could not resist the lack of oxygen, so she raised the Soul-Devouring Xiao Fei to the roof and blew the beautiful melody throughout the courtyard. This was challenging her limit. Fortunately, everyone had filled her stomach before coming, otherwise the blood would have splattered on the spot. After less than a minute of blowing, her forehead would be cold sweating and her face turned red.

"Kill me!" Ten elders attacked Fan Xiu together. As long as this man fell, the rest could easily be defeated.

Fan Xiu was unable to use all his ultimate moves because of lack of oxygen. Even so, he was still at ease. This was the first time that everyone saw him jumping around and fighting with the enemy in close combat. He was appreciative, elegant and courageous.

Chu Jianli threw the two children to Ye Shu and entangled with hundreds of people alone.

"Borrower, we are here."

Nearly a hundred men in black who were in charge of finding people fell from the sky, but they still seemed to be their opponents. How could this happen? They consumed too quickly and had difficulty breathing, but none of them retreated in the face of trouble.

"Sky Thunder Array!"

The ten elders were unable to get close to Fan Xiu for a long time, and no longer wasted time. They used their unique skills and all took a few steps back to push the powerful aura towards the so-called No. 1 master. Today, I want to see how many pounds he has and what kind of bullshit he has. When he reaches the Yin Evil Sect, he can't use his magical skills.

Cai Xiaotu was stunned and stayed for only a second, then she saw those people rekindled and their skills doubled: "Don't be careful."

Fan Xiu glared at the woman fiercely: "If you don't want to die, keep blowing."

A woman continued to play with heavy gasps, praying that the Night King would not return at this time. The group of people lived on the top of the mountain all day long and had been accustomed to it. She went to war with them here. She decided to be the worst strategy, but she could not escape and could only fight.

Seeing that the ten airflows weakened with the woman's soul-devouring song, Fan Xiu chose to break the dead. His angry eyes suddenly turned blood red and he roared: "Ten Thousand Buddhas are on the sect!"

Even with Cai Xiaotu's Soul-Devouring Song assist, that move was only tied with the ten elders. Fan Xiu was shocked. After looking around, Chu Jianli was injured. Cai Xiaotu's mouth began to hemorrhage. She squinted her eyes dangerously, stretched out her right palm and warned the ten people on the opposite side: "You are going to be rampant, I have no intention of killing, so I really don't give way?"

"Hmph, Fanxiu, do you think we will be afraid of you? You have seen it too. You can't hit us, but you will soon die of exhaustion, hahahaha!" The ten people laughed evilly and used their skills again.
Chapter completed!