Although the three women are not at ease, but also know that there is no way to stop Ye Fan, can only watch the man leave.

"Hey, you said that the Lord of the Sword God will not... What an accident? If you encounter Ye Xuanguang, what can you do?" Xiao Huaisu worried.

The wind and the clear eyes looked at his girlfriend in a deep sense. "Su Su...you are not..."

Although the words did not say the whole, but Xiao Huaisu obviously understands.

She blushes and bows her head. "I... I am a Phoenix, don't think too much, just care."

The wind and the clear face looked at the girlfriends intricately, and the heart sighed.

Fairy Palace.

The once solemn and sacred center of the Tianfufu Power Center has been surrounded by more than a dozen small magic crystal mines.

More than a hundred members of the Obsidian Legion, under the leadership of several chaotic generals, directly captured the entire Xiangong.

Inside and outside, at this time, the monks from all the major gates and families have gathered.

Thousands of cultivators' bodies were discarded on the huge platform outside the Xiangong because of resistance or selection, and they were built into a "corpse mountain."

The original fresh air of Xiangong has already filled with a thick **** and foul smell.

In the deepest part of the Xiangong, in the beautiful lakeside pavilion, several chaotic warriors are sitting on the seat that originally belonged to the sanctuary.

The surrounding lakes are already frozen, and the people above them are full of caves.

Thousands of anger, fear, panic and all kinds of complex eyes intertwined, watching the soldiers sitting in the pavilion, but they dare to speak.

On the surface of an empty lake, two figures are fighting.

The cup did not stop holding the green snake sword. At this time, it has already cultivated its own holy spirit, and it has been applied to the extreme, even using the "drunk" sword.

The cup of the cloaked hair stopped, and the eyes were red and the evil spirits, and the sword was worn in a black cloak, purple robes, and a female magician wearing a black magic hat.

However, no matter how the cup is stopped, the female mage always uses the most subtle angle to easily escape.

Moreover, it didn't take long for the speed of the sword to be stopped.

Until the cup is stopped like a beast that is trapped in the same head, it is hard to move!

"What happened to the wine sword fairy!?"

"What is the situation? Why can't he move?"

Tightly watching the battle, the heavens and the blessings of the people, and then rushing beside them.

Suddenly, a cruel scene appeared!

The hands of the cup, the legs, and the legs were turned off by some kind of power! ?

The blood flew out, the broken limbs fell, and the volley fell.

The cup was stopped and screamed, and he watched his hands leave his own hands. One hand was still holding a green snake sword.

"The wine sword fairy predecessor!!"

On the side of the Shenjian sect, the flowers fell into the scene and cried to rush out.

However, they were still hugged by Luo Li and Yao Ruoxi.

"Master Sister! Don't be impulsive! You can't save a cup of predecessors!!"

The flowers are not crying. After all, she is not in the air, and she is also taken care of by the cup. It is like an amiable elder.

Looking at the elders who often met, they were so humiliated to cut off their limbs, and her heart was broken.

The cup stopped to fall on the frozen lake with blood, and his face was pale.

Although he can reshape the flesh, such a heavy injury could not be recovered in a few days.

"You...what did you do?!" The cup stopped gnashing its teeth.

The purple robe female mage fell, and the evil charm smiled. "I have no obligation to explain my magic with the garbage."

"This is the hole in the heavens, the so-called one of the three holy wine swordsman?

If the three sisters left their hands, the guy would have to be shredded.

Big Brother, I want to see, whether it is a hole in the sky, or the Shenjian Zong, testing their strength, there is a little extra."

In the heart of the lake, a slender man is holding two enchanting women and joking.

Sitting in the middle of the middle of a strong man, looks rough, wearing a thick armor, next to two huge round hammer.

"The cup is not stopping... You are still a bit of a skill, give you a chance to play for the Xuanlong Emperor, or die here?" The strong man asked.

The cup stopped to sneer, "Let the cup work for the tyrant? Swear to die!"

As soon as the words were finished, the purple robe female mage waved the red staff in her hand.

"what!--"

The cup was stopped and screamed, and I saw his lower body and was cut off a part!

Excessive pain, let the cup stop the face twisted.

"Oh yeah... I accidentally ruined your life, but there is no need to leave any waste for the waste." The female mage giggled and looked excited.

The people of Shenjian Zong saw this scene, and they gnawed their teeth one by one.

Many sacred monks who have a good relationship with the cups have no choice but to look over and look over.

Suddenly, a small figure forced the arm of the person next to him and rushed out!

"Cup predecessors!!"

The flower fell to the cup and stopped, crying and picking up the **** cup, stopped, and took out a healing remedy, so that the cup could not stop.

"Little girl, courage is not small." In the pavilion, the long-faced man laughed.

The cup stopped coughing blood and shook his head: "Small drop... Leave me alone, they will kill you."

The flowers are small but the eyes are red, the tears fall and fall: "kill and kill! I am not afraid!"

"Stupid child..." The cup also stopped talking and shed tears.

The flowers fell and looked up, facing the generals in the pavilion, shouting loudly: "Why are you doing this!? To kill and kill, why do you want to torture the predecessors!? What are you masters!"

Look at people like you, you know that the Xuanlong Emperor is not a good person! We are not going to do anything for him! ! ”

"Small things, with your insignificant repairs, also talk about the mysterious dragons?!"

A man who seems to have been burned by fire, a terrible man, suddenly pulled out a diamond-shaped silver-gray flying knife and smashed directly toward the head of the flower!

This flying knife is like a beam of light, and these monks in the field are not reacting in an instant!

Light stone fire!

The flying knife suddenly paused in the air, just in front of the small forehead, and fell off!

The sly man, Horan stood up and yelled out loudly: "Who!! Stand up!!"

The purple robe female mage looks at the side of the pavilion, a gray robe old mage.

"Giggle... Magic Guide Phillips, you can really bear it, death so many people, finally no longer installed dumb?"

Phillips sighed for a long time, clutching his staff and slowly walked over to the empty lake.

He looked at the generals in the pavilion, and he couldn't bear to look at the cup that had completely lost his fighting power.

"Everyone, if the old man can take two more moves, can you let go of this little girl?"