The Wandering Soul Sword brushed against Huo Mozi's body-protecting divine light. This was because the weapon spirit was threatened by the Shui Ting Sword and did not dare to fight. However, the Wandering Soul Sword's magic power mainly attacks the soul. This friction
It also caused a lot of damage to the fire devil, causing him to let out another scream.
Yun Dao, who was halfway through, also flew away diagonally. The power of the Xuan Yue Spear was too terrifying.
Soul-pressing spells, mind-stopping drinking, demon-suppressing curses, wandering soul swords, water thunder swords, while Huo Mozi was distractedly searching for the non-existent great magical power, he suddenly suffered five powerful attacks. After being hit by the wandering soul sword,
After letting out a scream, he was wiped out in ashes under the Xuan Yue Spear. He had no chance to struggle even with the great magical power of transforming feathers, and he died in just one breath.
Huaying tried her best to activate the protective magic weapon, and searched around in a daze. Although she felt that this great magical power might have died, she could not believe the result, fearing that he had become invisible and escaped.
"Dead." Lang Xing said to Huaying, then used the invisible method to hide his figure, and said to the three of them, "Take care of the remaining ones in the late Nascent Soul stage."
Sijia and the others immediately disappeared, and a moment later, the three top disciples from the Demon Flame Palace chased them, and they died in confusion.
At this point, the third sect in the Wanfu Cultivation Domain only has a few disciples who are in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and below, and the total time is less than one meal.
On the speeding crane, Langxing threw the several Qiankun bags and treasures he had obtained before and after randomly to the three girls, and said, "It depends on luck to divide more or less. Anyway, there will be more, so let's divide it like this for now. I will divide it later."
Help you open the ban."
Huaying was a little embarrassed. She had no strength at all against the ancestor of the Demon Flame Palace. She originally thought that she was similar to Yun Dao and Sijia, but now she realized that there was a big difference.
At this time, Langxing complained to Yundao, "You tell me, either you don't take action, or you rush forward with all your strength. You were so hung just now, and the fight was so chaotic.
Oops, luckily the opponent only has one Feathered Monk. If there were two, we would have to be defeated. We can't fight like this. We have to decide on the order of attack."
Sijia snorted and said, "You just remembered this."
Lang Xing blinked and didn't say anything back. This matter should indeed have been discussed a long time ago, because they were too strong and didn't take their opponents seriously. It seemed that they couldn't do it without clarifying their tactics now.
He thought to himself, "There is no need to discuss it if you are fighting against those in the late Nascent Soul stage. Just attack the person closest to you. If you are fighting against a Feathered Monk, Yun Dao, you just need to launch a spell attack. Leave the rest to me."
If two Yu-Yu monks appear, the three of you will be responsible for taking care of one and hand the other to me. If three Yu-Yu monks appear, Sijia and I will each be responsible for one, and you two will deal with the third one."
Sijia raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if four feather monks appear all at once?"
Lang Xing smiled and said, "It's impossible to be so unlucky. If we encounter four of them at once, I'll leave it all to you and we'll run away."
Yundao was amused and laughed.
Huaying felt like she was in a trance. She really suspected that she was in a dream. Killing a great supernatural power just now made her feel unreal. Now Langxing actually talked about how to fight three great supernatural powers. This is not true.
What is a dream?
What made her even more unbelievable was that after Lang Xing made a joke, he actually considered fighting against the four great powers. He said seriously, "If we really encounter four, it's best if we don't fight."
, if they refuse to let us go, then I will challenge one of them first. You must cooperate with me in acting, pretend to be frightened, and cannot show any flaws in your expression. As long as I can be clean
If you kill the opponent neatly, the other three people will be shocked. If you take advantage of this moment to attack immediately, we still have a good chance of winning."
Huaying could see that Langxing was not joking, and this made her feel even more like she was dreaming. In panic, she quietly bit her lower lip hard. It hurt. It hurt. Wasn't it a dream?
"Both of you have the ability to defeat great supernatural powers, right?" After she asked this question, she felt like a fool. Although it was taboo to inquire about someone's strength so directly, she couldn't help it.
I want to ask for clarification.
Both Sijia and Yundao were silent for a moment. This question was indeed very abrupt. Yundao said calmly, "I can barely handle one, but the outcome is unpredictable, so I just have to fight to the death."
Sijia said, "I have a very powerful treasure, but it hasn't been completely melted yet, so don't rush too far forward, otherwise I won't dare to use it."
Lang Xing said with a smile, "We are 90% sure when we meet one or two Yu-Yu monks, and we have more than 70% chance of winning against three, so you don't have to worry, and we also have the biggest advantage, that is Yu-Yu."
The monks will not attack us easily, let alone carry out sneak attacks, because they do not understand our strength, they will definitely underestimate the enemy, and we will be the bane of the Feathered monks."
Huaying said sarcastically, "Don't count me out. I'm not as capable as you."
Langxing said with a smile, "Have you forgotten what my uncle taught you? Combat strength is nothing. You are a disciple of our Qianxu Palace Xianlin Academy. It will only be a matter of time for us to become the Fairy Feather.
This saint only has a powerful treasure, otherwise her combat power would only be on par with you."
Huaying realized that she had made a mistake when she was depressed, so she hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said, "Stop talking nonsense, how can I be compared with the saint."
Sijia looked sideways at Lang Xing and said to Huaying, "Farewell, I may not be as good as you, it's just because I have a treasure."
Lang Xing laughed and said, "Originally, Yun Dao and I are the ones with the best skills, and you two are slightly inferior."
Yun Dao said disdainfully, "Don't hold me back, I won't accompany you to get scolded."
Si Jiafeng's eyes were filled with authority and he said, "Let's see how I deal with you when I turn around!"
Yundao said, "We need to take care of him, he is too arrogant."
Huaying cast her gaze into the distance. She could no longer show her cowardice. She had to hold on even if she tried hard. Seeing the three of them chatting and laughing, it was obvious that they had the confidence to defeat the three feathered monks, which made her feel quite satisfied.
She was injured, but it also stimulated her arrogance of refusing to admit defeat. At this moment, she was secretly cruel in her heart, and she would never surpass these two people in anything from now on.
At this time, another big monk followed him. Huaying gritted his silver teeth and rushed towards him. The big monk relied on his own skills and refused to be scared away. He planned to fight twice, but unexpectedly Huaying came up.
A high-grade spell, the Immortal Shadow-catching Technique, caused his figure to stagnate, and then the black light from the black lasso struck him, constricting him into a cloud of blood mist. This unlucky monk became
A sacrifice to vent your anger.
It turned out that he could kill a monk of the same level so cleanly with his own strength. Huaying was in a happy mood and could not care about the damage caused to him by the other party's struggle. His pretty face turned pale and flushed with excitement, and he was filled with joy.
He put away the lasso, recalling the Shadow Catching Immortal Technique that he had just used with hatred, and felt that he had taken a big step forward in his understanding of this magic. Although he was still far from defeating a Feathered Monk, he could kill him in two breaths.
The achievement of killing a monk of the same level can still make her feel gratified.
Chapter completed!