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Seeing Master Luo Yan running away, Xiao Bai'er suddenly turned around, roared, and jumped up to chase after him. At this time, Master Luo Yan was seriously injured, and his escape speed naturally decreased, but it only took a few breaths.
, he was about to be caught up by Xiao Bai'er.
Looking at Xiao Bai'er who was getting closer and closer behind him, Master Luo Yan's pale face without a trace of blood turned ashen in an instant. His arms were intact and fashionable, and he was invincible, let alone losing one arm at this moment.
Seeing that the distance between the two people continued to shorten, the escaping silvery white wind line at the corner of Xiao Bai'er's mouth slowly gathered into a wind group. The fear in Master Luo Yan's eyes gradually magnified. At this critical moment, suddenly,
Xiao Bai'er felt that the hazy sky turned as red as blood in an instant, and a bloody Yangtze River hung across the sky. Then, it rolled back and surged down like a waterfall pouring down for nine days.
The blood wave was like a rainbow, carrying a huge force, Xiao Bai'er was submerged in Tou Tou. Seeing this scene, Master Luo Yan in front barely showed a look of relief on his face that was distorted by pain, and then turned around
Turning around, he flew towards the location of the Red Bone Refining Demon of the Heavenly Demon Sect in a lifeless flight.[
In the blink of an eye, Master Luo Yan escaped from the battlefield, while Xiao Bai'er was surrounded by a river of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Lang Fei frowned slightly, flew up to him, pointed his sword, and the nearly 1,600 flying swords behind him suddenly appeared.
They were arranged into a giant sword hovering in the void. Then, under Lang Fei's invitation, they suddenly fell towards the long bloody river in the sky ahead.
The giant sword was as powerful as thunder, and it seemed to cut the heaven and earth with one sword, and the river of blood was divided into two parts. But before Lang Fei was overjoyed, he saw Xiao Bai'er's figure, splitting into two parts.
The river of blood actually gathered together slightly like a living thing, and turned into a long river of red blood that was different from the original one.
Lang Fei was slightly startled, but before he could use his sword to change his moves, a huge wave of blood suddenly arose on the river, like a blood dragon rising out of the sea. It roared like a ghost and swung its head and tail towards Lang Fei.
Seeing such a scene, Lang Fei's expression changed and he pointed his sword quickly. The giant sword came through the air and blocked him like a steel wall.
"Boom" In the blink of an eye, the blood wave collided with Shu Fei Sword, and the wave was blocked, splitting into several blood beads and shooting out towards the surroundings. Lang Fei then desperately extracted the innate energy from the price beads to use them to stimulate
Moving the sword, he tried his best to resist the waves of blood that were coming.
Just when Lang Fei thought he had stabilized his position, he suddenly felt that what came from the back of the giant sword was no longer the force of impact, but instead was a continuous heavy pressure. Along with it was the increasing accumulation of pressure.
The more blood and water contains the evil spirit.
Seeing that the light around some lower-quality magic weapon-level flying swords became weaker and weaker under the erosion of blood and water, Lang Fei couldn't help but change his expression. He couldn't leave Xiao Bai'er alone, so he could only watch helplessly.
Watching some flying swords with pure Yang attributes gradually lose their spirituality under the erosion of blood and water.
Just when Lang Fei couldn't think of a way to deal with it, and was feeling complacent and anxious, he suddenly heard a loud shout not far behind him. "Old Yao Yan, bullying a junior is actually worth using a spiritual weapon, you
To be ashamed is not to be ashamed.”
Hearing the voice of Fairy Yunxia, before Lang Fei could turn his head to look, he suddenly saw a spiral lavender light flashing in mid-air. When it flew to the blood river not far ahead, the light converged and instantly rose to
It is as big as a small hill, and it tilts down, trapping the entire bloody river within it.
Under the lavender halo, although the blood river was churning endlessly and rising into countless waves, it was still difficult to escape the confinement of the golden bracelet. It was just like a wave in a cup. Although it looked magnificent, it was actually half dangerous.
At this time, Lang Fei also escaped from the predicament, and recalled the flying sword. He did not rush to find Fairy Yunxia, but turned to look at where Xiao Bai'er was trapped. He saw a blood ball suspended in the air. Under the sea breeze, he suddenly
There were bursts of thunderous sounds coming from inside. This continued for several breaths. As Lang Fei watched, he suddenly saw an almost transparent sharp edge piercing the blood cell cage. With a slight flick from left to right, the blood cells were instantly broken.
Two pieces, and then, a tiger roar was heard, and a silver-white light flashed out.
Seeing that Xiao Bai'er was safe, Lang Fei felt relieved. When he turned to look behind him, he saw three people flying behind him from south to north. The graceful woman in the front was Fairy Yunxia, and the two behind him
, respectively the Master Qingjun of the Tianjian Sect and the Zen Sweetheart of the Jialan Sect.
It turns out that when Master Yao Yan maliciously interfered in the fight between Xiao Bai'er and Master Luo Yan, causing the blood river sealed in the "blood bottle" to trap the two of them, Fairy Yunxia immediately took out the "Nine Phoenix Golden Chain" for Lang Fei.
Breaking the siege. After seeing Master Yao Yan's shameless behavior, Qingjun and Zenxin naturally could no longer stay out of the situation and flew out one after another, following Fairy Yunxia.
"Humph!" At the same time, a cold snort came from the Demon Sect. When Lang Fei turned around to look, he saw Master Yao Yan and Master Xue Sha approaching hand in hand.
"Hey, the war is going to start after all!" Seeing this, Lang Fei knew that the foreplay was over, and then he looked at the reactions of both sides, so he put away his flying sword, called Xiao Bai'er softly, and jumped on the tiger's back
After sitting down, Yufeng turned and came behind Fairy Yunxia.
The two people opposite Yao Yan and Xue Sha had also arrived at the place where Xue He and Jin Chuan were facing each other. Master Yao Yan glanced at Lang Fei slightly, raised the "blood bottle" lightly, and shouted: "Take it."
"
But seeing those blood rivers trapped in the "Nine Phoenix Golden Chain" that were struggling endlessly, suddenly condensed into a dark brown purple-bearded dragon. With just one claw, it tore apart the restraining power of the golden chain and snaked out from within.
It transformed into a blood arrow and threw it into the blood bottle in Master Yan's palm.
"Humph, boy, I underestimated you!" With his eyes narrowed into a narrow gap, Master Yao Yan stared at Lang Fei with a gloomy face.
Under his malicious gaze, Lang Fei felt as if he was being stared at by a venomous snake, with a bone-chilling chill radiating from every inch of his body.[
"It's murderous!" Lang Fei was no stranger to this kind of aura. While Master Yao Yan was looking at him, he was also looking at Master Yao Yan opposite. "Huh, if the mountains don't change and the water does, let's ride on the donkey.
Read the songbook and we’ll see!”
As if sensing Lang Fei's thoughts, Xiao Bai'er and Xiao Yu'er almost simultaneously glanced coldly at Master Yao Yan and let out a burst of provocative roars.
"What's wrong, Mr. Yao Yan, you've lived like a dog at your age? Not only did you interfere in other people's duels without permission, but you also shamelessly bullied a younger generation with the power of spiritual weapons. It's in vain that you are still the sect leader.
, to be able to do such a disgraceful move to the face of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it would make people laugh at you for nothing, and make people laugh at your Heavenly Demon Sect for calling it a big sect in vain, even inferior to some small sects."
After Fairy Yunxia waved her hand and took away the golden necklace, she said something that made Master Yaoyan blush. If these words were said by an ordinary Qi Transformation monk, he would not take it to heart. But these words came from Fairy Yunxia's mouth.
, but still has some influence.
Seeing the scornful expression on Master Yao Yan's face, Master Xue Sha suddenly thought about it, took a step forward, and spoke out to save him. "Don't talk nonsense, Yunxia, Qingjun, Zenxin, I don't know what our earlier proposal is.
, have you discussed and come up with a result?"
After listening to Master Xuesha's words, Fairy Yunxia turned her head and nodded towards Master Qingjun. The old Taoist priest stepped forward and pronounced a verse, saying: "For the 'Returning to True Dragon Cross' transaction, as long as your demon sect comes together,
If we have enough supplies, we will naturally be happy to trade immediately. As for the issue of dividing the trench equally, the result cannot be discussed in a short while, so I cannot accept the order!"
"You..." Seeing that the sneak attack on Lang Fei had been revealed for the time being, Master Yao Yan appeared from behind and said with a straight face: "Old Qingjun, I think you are toasting instead of taking the penalty wine! That's the case
, Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in heaven! It’s better for everyone to do it once. As long as we can tell the difference, there will naturally be no need for any discussion.”
"Humph, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" After seeing Lang Fei fully comprehend the "Wanxiang Senluo Sword" and having his own power attack, Master Qingjun had long been holding a sigh of relief. At this time, he heard Master Yao Yan's threatening remarks.
, couldn't help but opened his eyes sharply, and said angrily: "Old Yao Yan, are you afraid that I will fight you? Come on, come on, come on, come on, you can go through hundreds of moves with me first, so you can stretch your muscles and bones."
When the two people opposite heard this, they didn't expect Master Qingjun, who had always been messing around like candy, to have a bad temper. They couldn't help but find it difficult to adapt to it. Look at me, I look at you, they were stunned.
It took quite a while.
In the end, Master Xue Sha was the first to come back to his senses. He glanced at Fairy Yunxia, who was smiling but not smiling, and Lang Fei, who was next to him with an attitude that it had nothing to do with him. He said in a deep voice: "Old Qingjun
Son, are you serious about this? Do you, Yunfan Realm, really want to quarrel with my ancient capital, the Demon Sect?"
"If you want to fight, fight, why are you talking so much nonsense?" After saying this, the old Taoist turned back and patted the sword box behind him. Hearing a "clang" sound, a moon-white long sword came out of the sword box, and he grabbed it in his hand.
Then Hengjian stared at the two people opposite him from his chest.
Only then did Lang Fei find the opportunity to take a look at the true face of the "Tianwen Sword" in Lushan. He saw that the entire sword body was slender, and from the beginning of the hilt to the tip of the sword, there were streams of moon-white flowing clouds, like silk threads.
It was difficult to distinguish the blade under the wisps of clouds. Only the three inches of the sword's head could be vaguely seen with some lines outlined by clouds from top to bottom. At first glance, they looked like ancient immortal inscriptions. However, upon closer inspection, they felt that they were not.
Just like that, the font shape is still changing all the time.
"Tianwen, Tianwen, it really fits its name. I have seen its spirituality before, but I didn't know how powerful it is."
Here, Lang Fei focused all his attention on the "Tianwen Sword". On the other side, the Blood Fiend and Yao Yan didn't pay so much attention to the sword in Master Qingjun's hand. They never thought about Yun Fan.
Jie Yifang actually changed his usual cautious attitude and made a 180-degree turn, becoming the stronger side. As a result, Yao Yan and Xue Sha felt a little more uneasy.