Hun Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Senior Brother Hua, help me take good care of sister Ning'er."
Hua He nodded and looked in Feng Ning'er's direction, but Monk Yichen had already blocked his way.
Feng Ning'er saw a few people coming, and the desire to live ignited in her heart. She didn't expect that at this moment, someone would extend a helping hand to their barbarian territory. She said: "Two senior brothers, help me stop those people."
Pei Chongkang was stunned. It seemed that she wanted to fight the Tianwang Sect and others alone. He nodded and looked at the crowd behind her. His eyes fell on Qing Liang, and his mood was a little complicated, but the latter blinked at him fiercely,
Pei Chongkang was stunned and instantly understood his intention.
The blood had dyed the white clothes red. She closed her eyes slightly, and when she grasped the hilt of the sword, her whole body suddenly became cold. When she opened her eyes again, her black pupils were instantly covered with a layer of white frost. Her energy was fully activated, and all the long swords were in full swing.
Buzzing and vibrating.
"If I don't kill you, you will hurt my brother Xiaotian."
She lightly clenched her fist, and a field of spiritual power enveloped the Heavenly King Sect and the others. The sky and the earth instantly became cold, and pieces of flying snow fell down. The white snow contained the supreme sword intention. A dazzling light bloomed all over her body, and she kicked lightly.
Stepping out, a circle of clear blue ripples appeared in the sky. At this moment, she was extremely holy, and every breath she took was full of sword intent.
Lin Xiaoyou and others looked at her in disbelief,
"Sancai Feixue True Art, this...how is this possible?"
Shi Tao and others' backs instantly felt cold. They didn't expect that she could have such a killing move. Everyone knew that it took three people to cast the 'Three Talents Flying Snow Art', so why could she cast it alone?
Hun Xiaotian stroked the body of Ziyu Sword and said: "Those swords just now are regarded as my repayment of the kindness of Xishu Mountain for sister Ning'er. If you back off now, Xiaotian will forget the blame."
"snort!"
Lin Xiaoyou said: "I said that you will die today, so don't ask for our mercy!"
Hun Xiaotian shook his head, spread out his palms, a flash of green light flowed on his fingertips, and the gaping wound began to slowly heal.
"Now that you have thought about it, let's fight!"
Several people in Xishu Jianshan looked at each other with horror in their hearts. What kind of resilience is this?
Hun Xiaotian flicked the tip of the sword, and there was a buzzing sound, and the sound of the sword spread in all directions. He held Ziyu lightly, and a majestic sword intent filled his body, and he waved his arms one after another, and several rays of light slashed at the seven people.
The first finger of the sword is the blue sea. The sword's intention is like rolling waves, stirring up huge waves.
The second finger of the sword opened - thunder, the thunder stirred like a silver snake, broke through the immortal sword's thunder control technique, and swept towards the seven people.
The third finger of the sword opened - flying snow. The momentum of the flying snow was not inferior to that of Feng Ning'er's three-cai flying snow technique. The sword radiance clanked across the seven people.
Hun Xiaotian knew that his spiritual power could not compare with the seven people, so he used a life-for-life strategy. He showed no reservations with his sword and struck at the seven people preemptively.
With a pop, Hun Xiaotian was hit by a sword, and at the same time, he slapped away the disciple of Xishu Sword Mountain with a palm.
After several rounds of this, three figures were knocked into the sea by him. Regardless of the black blood flowing out of his body, he still used his sword to advance towards the stunned four people step by step.
The white snow is flying, the green wind is blowing, the king of heaven and others are like fish on a board under the domain of Sancai Feixuezhenjue. The supreme sword light has already made ten people lose their glory. Shi Bao originally thought that she would not be able to persist in such a powerful spell.
However, whenever her spiritual power was about to be exhausted, the sword intent on those swords would be absorbed by him, and then turned into the true power of the sword. Shi Bao's heart became heavier and heavier. Is this a natural sword fetus?
Chirp~
The sound of the crane sounded clear, and seven white cranes flew in the sky. Pei Chongkang placed the green qi horizontally, waved the strings, and with a clang, a spiritual green dragon flew out with its teeth and claws. He also clanked and played the pearls and jade on the plate,
Four more blue dragons flew out, and with the eight tones of heavenly dragons, he was able to control five dragons.
White cranes and giant dragons flew and screamed in the air, and the harsh sound waves stirred up waves. Some disciples with low cultivation levels covered their ears and fell into the sea.
Hua He fights against Monk Yichen. The former has no intention of hurting him, but the latter has a desire to fight and kills with all his moves without reservation. For a while, Hua He cannot escape.
Feng Ning'er closed her lips tightly, and the frost on her eyes had just melted, and was covered with a layer of black air. The patches of flying snow became more and more thick, and slowly turned into black. She held the sunset mountain in her hand, like
God comes.
There was a trace of fear in Shi Bao's deep eyes. This black snow was the first time he had seen in his life, and the killing intention in it became stronger and stronger. He thought of Lu Ming with his white head, and he was determined to retreat.
He shouted loudly: "Junior brother, retreat..."
The other people had long wanted to retreat, and just waiting for his order, the ten of them worked together to hit one place with their spiritual power, tearing a hole in the domain, and fled one after another. A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of Feng Ning'er's mouth, and she struggled to slash out
There was a flash of black light, and the few people who were lagging behind were cut into two pieces by his sword. With a crash, the bodies fell into the sea, dyeing the sea water black.
She stood unsteadily and shook her body a few times. Ji Jinghou shot away several people and hurriedly stepped forward to support her. Some disciples from other sects saw that the Tiantian Sect had been defeated and fled, and many retreated.
She also felt a lot of fear towards the white clothes dyed red with blood. Even though her spiritual power was exhausted, no one dared to come forward to challenge her.
Lin Xiaoyou's chest rose and fell, feeling a dull pain from the injury just now.
He bit the tip of his tongue, regained consciousness, and shouted: "Hurry, we can't delay, prepare the Three Talents Flying Snow True Art."
Lin Xiaozhuo and Lin Xiaoyue jumped out, and the three of them divided into corners and surrounded Hun Xiaotian.
Hun Xiaotian looked at them coldly. If Ning'er hadn't explained to him the secret of the Three Talents Dividing Snow Art, he would have aroused hatred under this method, but now...
The three fairy swords were activated, and the corner of the sky space was already covered with snow. Hun Xiaotian tasted it carefully. The three Jade Clear Realms activated this method at the same time, and it was actually a bit weaker than the one performed by Feng Ning'er alone.
He changed the Ziyu Sword to his left hand, shook his brocade clothes, and revealed his right arm.
He squeezed hard with his five fingers, and his bones exploded. All the spiritual energy beads in his body dimmed, and a majestic spiritual energy rushed towards his arm. The arm slowly turned black and expanded continuously, with a rich black color.
Fog has enveloped his whole body.
Pieces of flying snow fell above his head, and white light shone, turning into sword rays.
Roar~
There was a roar from the sky and the earth, and a black dragon rushed out of the black mist and crashed into Lin Xiaoyue, who was in the human sword position.
Boom~
The black dragon's spiritual power fluctuated like ocean waves. Huge waves rose up on the sea surface and then exploded. With a click, Lin Xiaoyue's sword was broken, and the man was knocked several miles away by the black dragon.
It is the second transformation of the Demonic Arm - the evil dragon.
A dragon transformed into a centipede.
The magic door was broken, Lin Xiaozhuo and Lin Xiaoyou also fell like kites with broken strings, Hun Xiaotian pinched the sword and rushed down.
"Brother Xiaotian."
Feng Ning'er looked at him and shook her head in pain. Hun Xiaotian's three-foot green peak was hovering over the two heads. If Feng Ning'er had said a step later, their heads would have been separated. He raised his foot and kicked them away.
Two people.
"If there is a next time, I, Hun Xiaotian, will definitely not spare you."
In the meantime, Xishu Jianshan and the Tianwang Sect had been defeated. The seven white cranes and five green dragons intertwined and exploded in the sky with a bang. Everyone in that direction was blown away by the huge sound wave.
Hua He also pushed Yichen away with his palm and gave him a common courtesy. Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Yichen looked around at the people in brocade clothes, waved his big sleeves, and left excitedly.
Before a few people could take a breath, a loud noise came from Qi Xiaoluo Peak.
Hua He shouted loudly and rushed in that direction.
A huge cauldron descended from the sky, and Qi Nanying borrowed the power of the four elders to become more powerful than before.
The figure fell under the cauldron, and a golden Arhat rose up from the ground, holding the giant cauldron forcefully. Below it, the Seven Little Carrot Peaks were already in ruins and dilapidated. Lu Kouchuan and others were also unconscious. Looking at
He looked seriously injured.
The golden body firmly held the giant cauldron, and knelt on the ground with a bang, a trace of golden mist overflowing from his mouth.
Qi Nanying looked at the golden body coldly, with a look of pride on her lips. Wei Ting hurriedly came over and said, "Quickly, Xishu Jianshan and the Tianwang Sect have been defeated."
"What?"
Qi Nanying looked over there in disbelief, and Hun Xiaotian was also looking at him coldly.
Boom~
A silver gun hit the giant cauldron and the giant cauldron was shaken open. Qi Nanying wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took back the magic weapon, and ran away in a hurry. Hua He looked at the people who had arrived and fell down slumped.
…
On the coast, Pei Chongkang and Qing Liang sat up, and Qing Liang dropped a fist on his shoulder.
"You bastard, you've hidden it well enough."
Pei Chongkang let go of his embrace and secretly felt relieved when he saw that Lu Qi was intact.
"Senior Brother Qingliang... thank you this time..."
Qing Liang wiped the piccolo a few times, inserted it into his waist, and said, "What are you talking about! Junior Brother Xiaotian has been so kind to me, Zhuhuang Nanyingu, how can we just sit back and ignore it."
Pei Chongkang said: "Qingliang...Senior brother, I'm sorry, I've also studied the music score of Fifty Strings of Phoenix Tail."
Qingliang paused for a moment and sighed: This is no coincidence. Does my master still have the power of divination?
"Junior Brother Pei, my master told me before coming here that if you want to come to my Zhuhuang Nanyin Valley, my gate will always be open to you."
Pei Chongkang pondered: "This..."
"Don't worry! My master is not a stubborn person, otherwise, she wouldn't let me help you."
Pei Chongkang nodded, but did not agree.
Qing Liangyi said sternly: "But if you think about it clearly, Junior Sister Zhou is from Zhuhuang Nanyin Valley. If you want to ask her to be your wife, you must first get through me, senior brother."
"This...this..." Pei Chongkang hesitated a few times.
"For the sake of Junior Brother Xiaotian, I won't argue with you, Junior Sister Zhou, and you can take care of the rest!"
Qingliang was smiling, and the meaning behind his words was obvious.
Pei Chongkang looked at the cleaned green Qi and pushed it into Qingliang's arms and said, "This Qin is the beloved thing of Junior Sister Zhou. Senior Brother Qingliang, please return it to her for me!"
Qingliang patted his shoulder and said: "Okay, I understand the master's temperament, and you will be able to see her soon."
"Seriously?"
"Of course it's true. You can return her in person when the time comes! I'm going back to my master's door to resume my life. We'll see you soon, Junior Brother Pei."
Qing Liang walked away on the white crane in the sky. Pei Chongkang saw his figure disappear in the sky. He lowered his head and glanced at Lu Qi.
"It seems that Uncle Kuchui really wants to recruit me. Even Lu Qi is willing to stay with me."
Seeing that all the figures in the sky had receded, he got up and rushed back to Qi Xiaoluo Peak.
How would Pei Chongkang know that if the old man Zhu Shui hadn't moved his heart, how could he have taken Lu Qi away? People who can awaken the 'Dragon Eight Sounds' are so precious to the palace merchants. It's a pity that her senior brother Yang Zhenren
He was afraid that he would bring disaster to Ta Gelin, so he was expelled from the school. This chapter has been completed!