The temptation of the wizard

Suddenly seeing the divine arrows fired in the air, the seven Changhongs attacked Linghu Mietian's key points one after another, and they blocked his avoidance direction at the same time.

"Sun Renjie..." Linghu Mietian's eyes showed an accident, and he had no choice but to punch out.

Ding Ding Ding...

The lightning-like seven punches knocked down all the seven arrows, but Linghu also took a stab at it, bleeding from his chest and lower abdomen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~" Grasping, Zhang Ziling flew upside down with a scream, blood splashing into the sky.

Linghu Mietian's hands suddenly trembled, and in the next instant, a purple thunder fell on his head.

thunderbolt!

After the purple thunder shining, there was a terrible thunder from eating. People on the mountain who were unable to close their seven orifices felt tingling in their brains. Many people passed out in an instant, or bleed from the seven holes.

When the thunder light dissipated, Linghu Mietian's head bun was destroyed, her black hair was dancing wildly, her black clothes were almost soaked in blood, and a drop of blood fell on the river waves.

Zhang Ziling slammed into the cliff on the south bank, his body sank into the wall, convulsing and vomiting blood.

Everyone had already foreseen that it would be an extremely tragic battle, but at this time they still couldn't help but feel shocked.

Linghu Mietian raised his head slightly, his expression was very calm, he didn't look like a wounded person, and he sighed, "You did your best."

As soon as the voice fell, Lan Xuefeng spit out blood in the distance, and the Tai Chi ball suddenly dimmed and turned into a palm-sized rune, which he swept toward the witch on the distant boulder.

The witch raised her finger to capture the rune, her eyebrows frowned.

"Pan Dao still has a sword..." Lan Xuefeng smiled heartily, tied the seal with his ten fingers, and the sword on his back unsheathed soundly, and instantly the man's sword merged towards Linghu Mietian.

Jian Guang was silent and silent, and didn't feel the slightest storm. The heroes of the rivers and lakes only when Lan Xuefeng is exhausted, this is just a mere appearance.

But Linghu Mietianmu showed admiration.

The miko couldn't bear it.

Lan Xuefeng is a disciple of the Taoist layman, he never called himself "poor Tao".

But at this moment, he chose to pass away as a Taoist priest.

This is a sword that burns life. Although it has not escaped into the void, it is also one with the world. It is the wind, the snow, the thunder, and the surging river...This is the world.

Linghu Mietian still just punched out, took a half step back at the moment of the fight, and stopped the flow, and then coughed slightly with bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Lan Xuefeng didn't move, his expression disappeared, and his face quickly became old.

"Junior brother--" Zhang Ziling broke free from the mountain wall and fell, looking up to the sky and whistling, his hair roots were also whitening quickly.

Linghu Mietian flicked his sleeves and pushed Lanxuefeng away. The latter fell on the rocky beach to the south, drifting with the waves.

"Junior Brother! Junior Brother..." Master Zhang Tian burst into tears and ran wildly against the waves. At this time, the once invincible national teacher was knocked down by the waves several times. Finally, he hugged Lanxuefeng with one arm and staggered back and forth to the shore. go with.

Shengtu suddenly shouted in the distance: "Linghu Mietian! We didn't lose, we didn't admit defeat, and it is still unknown who will die!"

Linghu turned to look upstream, and said calmly, "Are you waiting for them?"

Everyone followed his gaze, and saw a leaf raft coming with the waves to suppress the waves. A black-robed ghost stood in front of him, and in the middle was a horrible monster with a height of two feet and sores. A dagger was in the hands of the monster. Lijiazhuang maid’s neck.

"Swallow..." The expressions of Megatron and Yu Linling on the mountain changed slightly.

Linghu Yuanqing's raft stopped in front of Linghu Mietian. Linghu Yuanqing said gloomily: "Niezha, have you ever thought that this situation would be like this?"

Linghu Mietian smiled, as if he was happy to see an old friend, "Naturally thought, I didn't intentionally get hurt, I'm afraid you still dare not show up."

Linghu Yuanqing laughed. "It doesn't matter whether you deliberately or miscalculate. The important thing is that you are indeed injured and seriously injured. Do you know how many people here want to take your life?"

"This is a decisive battle between the three major factions and between Lijiazhuang and Linghu Mietian. Those outsiders who want to intervene must ask me first." The maiden in white shirt and red dress stepped up and stood on two bamboo rafts. Zhang away, his eyes paused on the face of the sore giant, revealing a hint of surprise.

"She" naturally recognized Fa Hai, but never thought that the world could have such a bitter look in his eyes, as if it would kill people a hundred or a thousand times...

Linghu Yuanqing glanced at the witch, then stared at Linghu Mietian, and said with a smile: "I will not intervene in their decisive battle, but I need this evil obstacle to kill you Zhu Yuntai first." Linghuyan behind him was completely displayed in front of Linghu Mietian.

Linghu Mietian was still smiling.

Linghu Yuanqing frowned, Huo Ran turned around, just as Linghuyan was struggling suddenly, Fahai's eyes flashed fiercely, and the dagger on her neck was wiped off immediately.

Seeing Linghuyan's head suddenly empty, a pair of skeleton bones ripped apart and burst out.

Linghu Yuanqing lost her color in amazement, and was about to catch her hand, but when she saw a sharp shot coming, she quickly shrank her hand.

Fa Hai was also stunned, and when he recovered, he saw that the rotten skull bone was standing beside the witch, holding his arms and twisting his waist slightly, as if provoking.

"Painted skin!" Linghu Yuanqing's eyes changed drastically. Looking at the skin and flesh from the skull bones, it didn't rot like a normal painted skin. On the contrary, some spiritual energy escaped, no different from Linghuyan's spiritual show.

Painted skin is not a ghost, but a skeleton evil spirit. You can paint on human skin and put it on yourself as a beauty. He likes cannibalism. Even if it is a painted skin in the state of transforming the gods, the ghost will be immersed in disguise. The skin and flesh can maintain their appearance with ghost spirit when they are draped on the body, but once it fades, the skin and flesh will rot quickly, and it will instantly turn into a puddle of thick water. There is no such strange thing as the one on the raft. The flesh is like a treasure.

But then I thought that Zhu Yuntai's art of good fortune was unparalleled in the world. I am afraid that apart from the legendary Nuwa Empress, no one has been able to match it through the ages. Linghu Yuanqing was deceived and couldn't help being furious.

Linghu Mietian laughed, "Old thief, you can hardly fly today!" After speaking, he breathed quickly and coughed up blood.

Linghu Yuanqing calmed down quickly and sneered, "How can you help me with what you look like now?"

Linghu Mietian let out a hey, and walked away.

Linghu Yuanqing did not rush, slowly raising his left hand.

There was a dark green finger on the thumb.

Such a posture seems to be giving instructions.

Suddenly, the witch Zhu Yuntai said, "Hold on."

Linghu Mietian paused in his footsteps and looked at the witch.

Zhu Yuntai: "Without it, I am just a little curious about the grievances between you."

Linghu Mietian frowned, "You don't need to know."

"What if I must know?"

Linghu Mie was annoyed by the weather, "You... don't make trouble unreasonably!"

Zhu Yuntai shook his head slightly and looked at Linghu Yuanqing, "The grievances between you two are no longer just your personal affairs. If I expected it to be true, the killing between Zhu Tianjiao and the six major factions, Linghu Yuanqing I also contributed a lot, right?"

This old thief is bent on doing things and wants the world to chaos. Zhu Yuntai will never believe that he will miss the opportunity to provoke the six major factions and Zhu Tianjiao.

Linghu Yuanqing laughed wildly and said sternly: "Yes! I have been able to secretly provoke the six major schools and Zhu Tianjiao since I succeeded in cultivation a hundred years ago. In the war, the old man believes that the three successes can't be overworked!"

The crowds were all shocked when they heard the words. At this time, there were at least thousands of disciples of the six major factions on the surrounding mountains, and there were no lack of followers of the Cangqiangmen and Tiejian Mountain, all of them infuriated.