Lu Leyao watched as the mighty and domineering big fur face shrank into a cute and cute kitten face.
He was just stunned for half a second, and quickly protected the little guy in his arms, swinging his sword to block the Jinxiu Duan coming through the air.
The ice spike talisman, the enhanced version of the ice pick talisman, was thrown at Jiang Xue as if it was free of charge.
How could a monk in the Qi training stage be able to use spells as freely as he could with the foundation-building elixir? Jiang Xue struck with all his strength and had no energy left to block the power of those talismans.
Although he was protected by the defensive robes and would not die, his beautiful face was in danger.
I saw a man in white, holding a sword and coming forward, slashing hundreds and thousands of blows with one sword, smashing all the talismans to pieces.
Lu Leyao...
The talisman of labor and capital, the spiritual stone of labor and capital, the immortal board of the sun...
The fat cat smiled and narrowed his eyes.
This damn girl is so stingy that she almost lost her life without throwing away those pieces of paper, and now it's all wasted without even making a splash.
Ouch! The beast felt happy.
The person who came was none other than Ling Yuntian.
"This fat junior sister, as long as you have kind thoughts in your heart, you will naturally become beautiful and generous. Lang Lang Qiankun, you are so cruel and ruthless, it may not be a blessing."
Lu Leyao was so angry inside that he couldn't hold back the anger all over his body.
"Zhongtian!"
After finishing his words, the sky shook and the earth shook, a black light suddenly appeared, and the black sword struck Ling Yuntian with unrivaled power.
Ling Yuntian believed that he was definitely at the top of his beauty list, so why did this fat girl not show any shyness when seeing him, but instead she wanted to fight him as if he had robbed her of her money?
The secret skill of a thousand cuts with one sword can only be used once a month. What should he do now?
Before Ling Yuntian could call the system, Lu Leyao's sword was already approaching.
"Kill him from afar!"
Lu Leyao's condition is no longer as simple as myocardial infarction.
Her good friend actually didn't help her. She was no different from a man who had been cuckolded.
Is it okay without killing or maiming him?
Lu Leyao held the sword in his left hand and turned the hilt with his right hand. The giant sword turned into a long black stick of 1.8 meters.
He smashed his head towards Ling Yuntian.
"Ouch!"
"ah!"
Even Jiang Xue, who fell to the ground, and Lu Yan, who was trying to escape, were not spared. Let her die.
It's okay to waste labor, capital and emotions, but waste labor, capital and spiritual stones to die.
The Hongmeng Tyrant Technique is the most powerful physical training method. While the materials are tempered in the forging, the monks themselves are also tempered. The spiritual power around Lu Leyao circulates rapidly, and the spiritual power within a hundred miles radius swarms in.
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The pores opened and closed and were inhaled into her body, entering the Dantian through the meridians.
The spiritual energy is compressed and re-compressed, and more spiritual energy is continuously sucked into the empty space until it is saturated, but it does not stop and becomes even crazier.
The tendons were bulging and seemed to be broken, but they were repaired by a steady stream of golden runes.
Ling Yuntian, Jiang Xue, and Lu Yan were already taking in more air than out. It wasn't that Ji Qing didn't want to save them, or that the two golden elixir monks from Taiqing didn't do anything, but that the man in black threw a big bell, which shone on the four sides.
Head of human head.
"Kang Tianqi, what do you want? Why don't you evacuate the Kunlun Bell quickly? Otherwise, I will fight you until death."
The man in black smiled wickedly.
"Old witch Minghua, the young disciple of Taiqing has had an epiphany. In order to prevent you from being distracted when fighting with me, you have done it with such kindness. How can you not appreciate such kindness? You still want to fight me to the death? What kind of truth is this?
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"As an elder, you should think more about the younger generation, so that Taiqing disciples will spring up like mushrooms after a rain. Minghua old witch cannot just because the disciple who wants to break through is not your disciple, you are like this, a dignified golden elixir.
The monks are too narrow-minded!"
Kuang Tianqi used the method of transmitting sound thousands of miles. Although it does not literally mean that the sound can be transmitted thousands of miles, it must be heard by everyone within a hundred miles.
It doesn't matter what the truth is, Kuang Tianqi wants this result.
Master Minghua was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he still looked like a high-level female cultivator.
"Kuang Tianqi, the man in red is my direct disciple. As long as you remove the Kunlun Bell, today's matter will be wiped out."
This is really a sensible and upright person, and it is natural for him to be shameless.
Demon cultivators are not unreasonable at all, and Kuang Tianqi is not a good man or woman. When the fight is really exciting, he is distracted just because of those lovely eyes. He did not expect that there is such a person in the righteous path who is pleasing to the eye.
If he doesn't help her, his trip to Nanchuan will be in vain.
After reaching the eighth level of Qi training, the ninth level of Qi training, and reaching the peak of the tenth level of Qi training, Lu Leyao's advancement ended.
The soft rain moistened the world, and tender leaves sprouted from the ruins of the dilapidated houses.
And those three people only had half a breath left. The Kunlun Bell's spiritual light receded, shrunk and flew back to Kuang Tianqi's hand, feeling a little disappointed.
The fat girl is still not ruthless enough, which someone doesn't like. He says it's too late, but it's too late. At the same time as Master Minghua, Master Mingguang also took action.
Lu Leyao must not be allowed to die in the hands of Minghua.
When the two swords strike each other, the water spiritual power is like the vast ocean, and the golden spiritual power is like the flying dragon that dominates the wind and clouds, and finally calms down.
"Gu Mingguang, you and I retreat quickly. If you don't do it, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"
Master Minghua's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, that was the little disciple she felt deep in her heart, and she just wanted to kill that idiot with one sword.
But Gu Mingguang, the bad guy, chose to go against her at this time.
"Junior Sister Minghua, you have violated the sect's rules by trespassing on the auction! Do you want to extend the 20 years of thinking to 200 years, or do you want Kuang Tianqi to run away and then let your little disciple collect the body?"
If Master Minghua was a reasonable person, he would not do such a thing as going to his sect's auction to rob.
"But little friend Tianqi came to visit me in Taiqing. Why didn't he hand over his name card? He was so secretive, which made me very angry."
The powerful Nascent Soul man went ahead before he arrived. If Kuang Tianqi didn't run away at this time, he would wait until the Wanli Teleportation Talisman was activated instantly and ran away without a trace.
Soon an old man with wide sleeves, long robe, white hair and a high crown came out of the air. He was walking leisurely in the courtyard, as if he was an immortal on a spring outing.
The young disciples fell to their knees.
"Disciple Mingguang!"
"Disciple Minghua!"
"Meet the Master!"
The person who came was none other than Lord Jingjing of Danyang Peak.
"You two get up and answer the question. All the disciples should also get up!"
In this gap, Lu Leyao has already asked Lu Yuanniang to protect him behind him. No matter what the cultivation level of the person is, Lu Leyao is her Lu Yuanniang's daughter. Before she, Lu Yuanniang, dies, it will be someone else's turn to take action.
Always maintaining a fighting stance, Yu Hengfeng grabbed Lu Yuanniang's right arm.
He shook his head and said.
"Don't be impatient!"
Yu Hengfeng looked calm and bright, but he was very worried. With Lu Yuanniang's temperament, there was no way he could suffer.