"Hurry up..."

"Give me a break, otherwise there will be no amnesty..."

Liu Mo was defeated too fast, and the shadows that were about to escape were not even noticed.

They also wanted to take advantage of Liu Mozhen's struggle with Fang Yuan and escape from the complicated muddy water!

But very helpless, after Fang Yuan appeared, the disciples of Xiaozhufeng increased their courage, plus they also just knew that some people had already been killed by the disciples of Shenxiaofeng just now, and they felt grieved and desperately desperate. Welcoming up, facing these little red-faced disciples with little red eyes, these black shadows were a little bit cold, but they could not care about anything else. At this time, they could only bite one by one. Tooth screaming, desperate shots of everything, want to knock these people down!

"Then the Golden Scarab Turtle guards the battlefield, and if they are allowed to escape one, the disciples who are killed by Xiao Zhufeng will be hard to watch!

But at this time, Lu Qingguan's voice also rang coldly.

At this time, he was already supported by the A-group disciples, and he was able to guide the great changes with all his strength.

"You...you want to force me..."

These black shadows were also desperately shouting at this time, seeing the dangerous situation, and they could not care about anything. All the magic weapons at the bottom of the pressure box were sacrificed. Just now they had ghosts in their hearts, and they did not want to reveal their true profound skills and magic weapons. I am afraid that people will be recognized afterwards, but at this critical juncture, where can I still take care of many of them, naturally what is used conveniently, what is true is to escape!

"boom!"

A disciple of Shenxiaofeng rushed to the front, screaming desperately. In the bag of Qiankun, a three-foot-long black iron gun suddenly flew out. After the Yin and Yang imperial **** tactics, above the head, a fierce **** manifested, reaching out directly, holding the long gun, and looking fierce and majestic, sweeping out a shot towards him...

"Not good... flash..."

The disciples of Xiaozhufeng stopped in front of him, and they were all trembling at this time. This person was clearly training the Yinyang Yushen tactics to a very high level, and he was practicing Qi Qi eight levels of peak cultivation, where They could imagine that they saw that the gun fell down, even if four or five of them sacrificed the golden armor at the same time, they were completely unsure that they could stop it...

Even Xiao Qiao, who was guarded by Lu Qingguan, was so eager to let them flash away.

It’s just that it’s time to flash, and it’s too late.

The shot, which was mixed with monstrous and fierce power, had fallen down hard.

The disciple of Shen Xiaofeng clearly didn't keep his hands at all. Under this shot, I don't know how much wrong soul to add...

"Snapped……"

But at this moment, a big hand with golden blue suddenly fell from the sky, holding the black iron gun body.

Rao is above the gun body, which contains indescribable terrible divine power.

"who is it?"

The disciple of Shenxiaofeng turned around in horror, and only then saw the big hand, actually a golden armor **** on top of Fang Yuan came over.

At this time, Fang Yuan was standing three feet away from him. He was full of mana and urged with all his strength. Above him, there was also a fierce ghost phantom, and it looked no better than his fierce **** who had practiced for seven or eight years. It was even worse, even higher than him in terms of solidity, which immediately made him stunned. A fierce eyes showed an unbelievable look...

"Yin Yang Yu Shen Ju..."

"How do you understand the Yin and Yang imperial deity..."

He shouted subconsciously, and at the same time the iron gun let go, waiting for a change.

"You will, I will..."

Fang Yuan shouted, grabbed the iron gun, the fierce **** above his head held it, and swept across with a shot.

"Tikka..."

The **** above the head of the disciple of Shen Xiaofeng was actually broken by his gun, and the endless aura of light was scattered. Even the disciple who had broken the Xuan Gong vomited blood, and there was no more power to fight in his heart. , Just turned around staggering, struggling to escape!

"Uh!"

But it was at this time that Fang Yuan had cut off with a sword, and his figure passed by him.

"I will, but you may not!"

When he had finished speaking, he did not raise his head, and rushed towards other disciples of Shenxiaofeng.

"you……"

The disciples who were calling Shen Xiaofeng loudly stopped suddenly, and the whole person was stunned.

After a while, a big head rose into the sky, and in the neck cavity, the blood like a fountain soared out!

"He... is he crazy?"

"This true story of Xiaozhufeng... how dare... how dare to kill us so much?"

There are four remaining shadows, and they were shocked to see the scene of Fang Yuan's beheading, and they were suddenly scared.

Although their strength is not low, but by this time, they are no longer half-pointed...

Is that still human?

Originally it was just stealing a treasure medicine, why... why did it become such a killing?

In their eyes, even Fang Yuan's blue robe seemed to be covered with blood, like a blood god!

And here, they have only one thought left in their hearts...

……escape!

Hurry up and leave here, and save your life!

"Xiaoqingmengshu..."

Looking at their panic-stricken appearance, Fang Yuan only narrowed his eyes and looked at the two shadows that fled east.

The left hand is a seal, like a lotus flower.

A gleaming dreamlike light flashed in the air, and the speed of the two shadows suddenly slowed down.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but it feels that the mana is disordered and it seems that their legs are entangled.

"Work together and kill him..."

The two were originally masters of Xiaoqingmengshu, and suddenly took a stroke. Their hearts were suddenly cold. They didn't expect them to be immersed in this Xiaoqingmengshu for many years. Now they are actually controlled by others with this technique. Suddenly, a decision was made, and he shouted desperately, his mana surged, he turned desperately, and two flying swords sacrificed, turning into meteors and stabbing at Fangyuan.

"Snap" "snap"

The principle of Fang was immobile, and the green air was soaring above his head, and a fierce **** turned out. Two big hands suddenly came out. He actually held the two flying swords in his hands, and then desperately hit the middle. The two flying swords immediately became fragments!

The two of them were in touch, and a spit of blood spewed out at the same time.

At this time, Fang Yuan had already stepped out, and Jin Jiashen came to me.

boom!

The two Xianmen disciples flew out at the same time, one hit a towering giant tree, and the bones did not know how many pieces were broken. When it fell on the ground, it was already out of breath, and there was little out of breath. He fell into the mud and was slightly injured, but he was scared, he had to climb up hard, and he had to run away, but at this time, the disciples of Xiaozhufeng who had already saved a belly of fire had already slammed. On the way, while he was slow to move, all kinds of magical charms and seals appeared together, directly overwhelming him.

"Two more..."

Fang Yuan finally turned his head to look west, his eyes were cold, and the demon mark on the sword blossomed into Yingying.

At this time, the two shadows who had fled westward had already broken out of the encirclement and had rushed out dozens of feet away.

The two of them have realized the misery behind them, but they have completely scared their courage. It seems that they did not expect Fang Yuan to dare to kill so much, and he did not dare to stop at one step. Escape...

But Fang Yuan, who was watching them both in the back, just looked slightly cold.

"Go!"

Fang Yuan waved his robe sleeve, and the magic seal sword in his hand suddenly turned into a streamer and flew out!

He does not have a flying sword, but at this moment, the magic seal sword and his soul are actually more flexible than the flying sword...

"Swoosh!"

The Demon Seal Sword turned into a ray of snow and swept straight through dozens of feet.

"Brother Fang Yuan, are you really going to kill them?"

The black shadow on the first left was aware, and there was a sorrow in my heart, knowing that it could not escape, and desperately jumped up, screaming in anger and anger, and at the same time desperately exhibited the purple air cloud cloud formula, and the purple air was mad He bloomed and turned into a Dao Dao barrier, to be blocked before that sword light, but after he launched the Ziqiu Yun Jue, the whole talent realized something was wrong.

He looked down at his chest.

There is a hole there!

That sword came too fast, and his purple air flow tactics had penetrated his heart before he even showed it.

"I waited for the black scarf to be masked, unidentified, and invaded my Xiaozhufeng territory at night. Am I killing wrong?"

Fang Yuan's voice froze coldly, as if responding to this dark shadow before he died.

And his figure had already fluttered and flew straight forward at this time, and the magic seal sword made a circle in the air and returned to his hand, while he swept by the sword and hunted in green robe. Meteor in general, rushed straight to the last shadow!

"thump……"

The last shadow, the already scared heart and soul are all split, but when I tried to escape, I stumbled under my feet and fell to the ground. The six gods who were already scared had no master. When I turned my head and looked, I saw Fang The original blue robe flew in front of him, and the sword with a strange light flashed a perfect arc in the air, and he fell towards himself...

He also cultivated the eight levels of Qi, even higher than Fang Yuan.

But at this time ~lightnovelpub.net~ his mind was captured by Jianmang, he couldn't even resist...

But perhaps it was a blessing to the soul, and just as the sword of Fang Yuan was about to fall, he suddenly thought of something, desperately pulled off the black scarf on his face, and yelled with his face raised: "Brother Fang Yuan was spared. , I am Cui Jianhong, a disciple of Shenxiaofeng..."

"Uh..."

The sword stopped before him.

The sharp sword mansions are less than one finger away from his face, and Jian Qi even stung his face!

"I... I am a disciple of Shen Xiaofeng, Brother Fang Yuan, don't kill me..."

The shadow was already scared, and he kept knocking his head on the ground, screaming in a trembling voice.

"Uh!"

Fang Yuan's sword turned back and was included in the scabbard.

Then he also exhaled for a long time, turned and walked away, his voice indifferent: "Come on!"