This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

“Boom -”

The island trembled, a sword suddenly appeared above the sky, and a fierce wind blew everything off the island, as if the end had come!

This giant sword of spiritual concentration can be seen not only by Xiao Jiu, but also by Chu Junyan and others, because the spiritual power is so deep that it can be substantiated.

But obviously, Night Xuan morning used this technique, very hard, after all, he repaired it to low, this technique is a bit overloaded.

“Brush!”

The sword quickly gathered, and at that moment, faster than lightning, it slaughtered directly at Fanlou.

Fan Lou is not a vegetarian either. At the moment when Night Xuan did it, he also moved!

All the spiritual swirls in the formation law were surrounded by Fanlou, forming a wall that was not well ventilated, wrapping Fanlou around a solid.

So the powerful sword of the Night Xuan morning cut directly over the light walls formed by the swirls.

“Boom…”

The two collided, a lap of flesh-eyed ripples, with endless winds, spreading in all directions.

The eyes of those with strong rays of light hurt, Chu Junyan and others had to close their eyes.

All they heard was a loud and shocking noise, like a missile explosion, and that horrible shockwave, if it hadn't been for the light screen formed by the stone on the top of their head, would have turned to ash on the spot.

Open your eyes again, everything around you is moved to the ground, and Night Xuan and Fan Lou both fall on the ground.

Both work a little hard, but Night Xuan Morning looks a little worse.

Naturally, not only Chu Junyan they saw it, but Fan Lou also found it, so he seized the opportunity, one of them flashed in front of the Night Xuan morning, and then he waved his hand, the spiritual power turned into a chain, and directly wrapped it around the neck of the Night Xuan morning.

“Hahaha! So what if you were a powerful god in your past life, and now you're still in my hands! ”

Looking at the night when he strangled himself, Fanluo laughed furiously. The old voice came out of the body of a pocket man, giving him strange and creepy words that no one could speak of.

Night Xuan grabbed the chain of spiritual power strapped around his neck with his hands. His face was pale, as if that move had consumed all the spiritual power on him!

Such a strong and weak scene of my enemies, Chu Junyan walked tight in their hearts, they naturally can not let Night Xuan Morning fall into the hands of Fanlou's old pervert!

So Chu Junyan and a few others immediately pointed the gun at Fan Lou.

It may not be useful to know, but it takes a spell to find out.

But at this time, Fan Lou laughed furiously, suddenly the laughter stopped, only listening to a very small “puff”...

Everyone saw Fan Lou's other hand, holding a transparent stone and taking control of the Falun Front, cut off with one knife.

In fact, people didn't see what cut Fan Lou's hand, but it felt like a knife or sword, though they couldn't see it.

Fan Lou stared wide-eyed, watched himself fall on the ground palms, then turned around...

A pair of dark eyes as deep as the dark depths of the underworld, that sharp eye without a hint of human emotion, and that cold outline line, at that moment, Fanlou just felt that Death was real.

“Pfft!”

The sound of the long sword not falling into the flesh sounded again, accompanied by a faint smile from the teenager: "Killed by a powerful God and a powerful Immortal Realm, you die unjustly! ”

[Monthly ticket expires on the last day of the day, crazy hint]