"Qingshan Sky Rain Sword!"

Facing the rolling poisonous insects, Lin Miaoran's eyes gathered, holding the Qiushui Sword in his hand, and swept across with a sword.

In an instant, the sword light was like the spring rain that exploded, densely packed, and I don’t know how many of them were shot out against the poisonous insects.

Swish swish swish swish swish!

Crackling!

In an instant, all the poisonous insects were pierced by the sword light, exploded in the sky, and were wiped out.

The evil cultivator holding his pocket was stunned.

He didn't expect that these highly toxic insects could not even block the disciples of the three sects for a second.

"die!"

Lin Miaoran shouted softly, and the Qiushui sword swept out like a tide sword wave, instantly slashing the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator didn't even have time to scream. He suddenly shot out a wave of blood from head to toe, falling more than ten meters away, fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and then there was no sound.

Li Xiu rushed towards the evil cultivator holding a huge folding fan.

The evil cultivator's face was covered with ferocious faces, and the folding fan in his hand was like a screen, with various ferocious ghost faces on it, constantly roaring, stunning.

Li Xiu's eyes seemed to have a raging flame, and he suddenly drew his sword. A fierce, cruel and fierce sword with no retreat, slashed down angrily.#@$&

"Extremely angry sword intent!"

Chu Yan, who was hidden among the crowd, was not visible and uncovered, recognized him at a glance.

This familiar sword intent was the extremely angry sword intent from the elder Tang Liang and Elder Tang.

When this sword is slashed out, the ending is already destined.

Swish!%&(&

The ghost-face folding fan was like a thin piece of paper, and was instantly torn in half.

At the same moment, all the grimaces above turned into expressions of surprise and fear.

Li Xiu slapped out with another palm.

He who transformed into Shura was far from comparable to that of a cultivator of the same level.

With a bang, the folding fan turned into two halves and was immediately slapped into pieces by his palm.

Li Xiu's palm was rushing forward, as if it was piercing through tofu, and instantly penetrated the evil cultivator's chest after the folding fan.

The arm pierced out from the other party's back, and there was a beating heart in his palm.

The evil cultivator's mouth was filled with blood, his eyes were filled with fear, and he looked like he couldn't believe that he would die like this.

"Die."

Li Xiu roared, and while pinching his heart, he reached out with his other hand and grabbed and pulled it.

Crack Crack Crack!

This evil cultivator was immediately pulled into several pieces by him, and was dripping blood and threw it around.

"Extremely Ice and Frost Slash!"

Su Jianyuan raised the ice sword, bringing up the extremely cold air. In an instant, he frozen a tentacle shot from the Xie Xiu sword opposite into an ice sculpture.

However, there were two tentacles stretching out from the long sword.

At this moment, another tentacle was like a slender centipede hunting, rustling towards Su Jianyuan.

"Explosion Flame - Phoenix Blood Refining Magic!"

At the critical moment, Jiang Panmeng came out of the slant, and his talented magic gathered on the Phoenix Sword, and the tip of the sword pointed towards the tip of the tentacle.

Time stopped for a second at this moment.

The next moment, the tentacles that were shaking were shaking suddenly exploded in blood and fire.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

The evil cultivator was shocked and angry, screamed continuously, waved his sword, and was about to use the next move.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Turning his head, he saw a thin, simple girl with no expression on her face but extremely delicate facial features appear beside him.

"It's you-" In an instant, the evil practitioner felt the sphincter contracting continuously.

He clearly remembered that just a while ago, this thin girl used such an incredible huge force to smash several evil cultivators he knew into meat paste.

The other party appeared in front of him at this moment. Could it be—

This evil cultivator immediately didn't dare to think about it.

He wanted to resist, but unfortunately, he would not have such an opportunity.

"The wind and moon dance."

The four words "Dan" are spit out from Chen Qing's mouth.

Suddenly, the evil cultivator felt that his body was rotating uncontrollably, as if he was being swept into a violently rotating whirlwind, and as if he was stuffed into a meat grinder.

This is the last consciousness of this evil cultivator.

The next moment, he turned into a ball of meat paste, exploded, and a large piece of it spilled on the ground.

The other evil cultivators were also stopped by the disciples of the Beast Emperor Pavilion at this moment. After a while of fighting, they were killed.

At this moment, the only one left is the tallest evil cultivator.

If an ordinary person stands up straight, he may only reach the chest of this evil cultivator.

Relying on his muscles and brute force, coupled with the effect of the pills he had just taken, the evil cultivator seemed to be a high-speed moving iron tower, rushing around, seeing everyone around him as nothing, after a few attacks, he rushed out.

Now, when he was in front of him, the only disciple who had no beast in the Beast Emperor Pavilion, who looked injured and sick.

Seeing this scene, the evil cultivator's breathing became rapid, and the excitement and murderous intent in his eyes were boiling at the same time.

"Get out!"

He roared and rushed forward.

In his opinion, the disciple of the Beast Emperor Pavilion in front of him could not stop him.

If the other party doesn’t let go, then let his strong body as strong as steel, knock the other party into a meat pie!

"Luo Tiancheng, go away!" Meng Yong exclaimed at this moment.

Others also looked shocked.

However, the distance is too far, and it is too late to go to rescue at this time.

At this moment, Luo Tiancheng coughed and slowly raised the golden knife in his hand.

In the eyes of others, Luo Tiancheng was fragile in front of this evil cultivator.

At this moment, the only ones who were the most calm on the scene were Lin Miaoran and Yingjun.

In their eyes, this evil cultivator who rushed over was already a dead person.

"Don't let it go? Then let me die!"

Seeing that the other party was trying to stop him, the evil cultivator grinned and roared loudly, speeding up again.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The ground trampled under his feet was all broken like a pancake.

Even the people in the distance felt the tremor on the ground at this moment, as if the earth was shaking.

Amid the huge roar, the evil cultivator suddenly heard a gentle cough.

The cough was so clear that it seemed to be sounding in his mind. It made the evil cultivator stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously looked at the seemingly sick monk in front of him.

"You said, let me die?"

At this time, he smiled at him.

His red mouth and white teeth made his scalp numb in an instant.

"No!"

The evil cultivator suddenly seemed to feel something, and the muscles on his face twitched and let out a desperate roar.

Swish!

The golden sword light rolled down like a rainbow.

The evil cultivator was instantly divided into two parts.

But because of his rapid running, he rushed forward for dozens of meters, and then his body thrust, splitting it into two halves from the middle and falling to both sides.

"he--"

"Kill that guy?"
Chapter completed!