Zhanxian

Bang, the sound of the knife and the other party's flying sword collide like a giant hammer striking the anvil, the immortal knife carries a huge power, directly crashing the opponent out.

The opponent's flying sword has not landed well, and the part of the flying sword close to the tip of the sword has been cut off with a sword.

However, if it is cut off, it is better to say that it is interrupted properly. Despite the asthma holding, the cutting knife that blends the entrance of the Cutting Sendai with the core of the Demonic Continent can be said to be cut iron as mud, but the other party's flying sword has broken before the blade has been completely cut. There is nothing as smooth as a blade cut, but a forcefully interrupted gap.

Ben was under the pressure of a turtle. He was directly damaged by a sword like Yang Chen's. A fairy opponent sprays blood in his mouth, but his body is like a baseball hit, flying straight out. Unfortunately, Yang Chen's impact was not a shock, so the baseball trajectory became a sticker to the Earth, and it rolled over precisely in the direction of the turtle.

Werewolf master of fairies, the body under powerful to unimaginable forces, is completely paralyzed, there can be no other movement except to stay awake and feel his body roll over a string of floors at high speed.

The blood that had erupted along the way had clearly marked his rolling trajectory. Even though people have rolled by the turtle, the speed is still not much slower. As Daxian's body continued to leave the other side of the turtle through Yang Chen's punching inertia, a tablet accurately struck his body still in high-speed motion.

Boom, the tablet was planted directly on the ground, beneath the tablet, and a few spills of flesh came out. The giant tablet was then pulled up again, stained with a pile of sticky meat sauce, waving towards another master and smashing it.

“The thief is dead!” Behind Yang Chen, someone suddenly drank loudly, followed loudly by a wind towards Yang Chen's back.

Behind Yang Chen's back, Sun Ling had been following him. At this time, he didn't say a word. He directly had a small hand and launched a geographic map of the mountain river. Thousands of walks of life like illusions brushed against the owner of that voice.

Everything looks very illusory, even Grand Master Sun Ling's opponent thinks so. In the face of such an attack, the opponent simply relocated the Escort Treasure, intending to resist it for a while, and then counter-attack. It's just that, against your will, when all the illusions of an attack are overlapped and suddenly present, the other party realizes that it is wrong.

The illusory shadow suddenly became a reality, with thousands of attacks hitting almost the same spot at the same time as Qimenzheng, the local Immortal Master Body Treasure.

Attacks do not appear to be strong enough, at best, to be fairy level. If this is the case, it is not enough to destroy the Divine Master's protective treasure, nor is it enough to cause harm to the other party.

What was unexpected was that, although the attack felt by the master of daffodils was only an attack of human fairy standards, the number was not one, but more than a thousand. Seems to have struck the same spot at the same time, but there is still a slight difference, with each attack staggering a slight point to the point where a thousand people were struck in the attack.

The sound on the bodyguard was just a long voice, but the master of the fairies followed more than a thousand attacks in a row. Forgiveness is a lot tougher than every expert involved in the attack, but more than a thousand people have been attacked in a series of meticulous attacks that are more effective than simultaneous attacks.

The attacked bodyguard persisted in less than 500 attacks and broke, and the next attack fell firmly on the master of the fairy. All the protection dissipated in a series of dense attacks, the last hundred or more, directly on his inner body.

Pfft, how can a fragile inner heart withstand the attack of more than a hundred fairy masters, instantly devastating. With a mouthful of blood spraying all the way out, Daxian's body retreated sharply, and even his attacking sword could not command.

Gongsun Ling did not allow him to retreat. After the attack of more than 1,000 people, she herself launched a more aggressive attack with a geographic map of the mountain river.

Dixian master's body protection had been smashed before, had long lost its strength of resistance, Sun Ling's punch, heavily bombarded the opponent's chest.

Pfft, another bite of red blood erupted, and the Death Fairy master swept away. How could he have thought that a woman who seemed to have only one or two fairies would attack so horribly? At this point, there is no better way than to retreat rapidly.

Unfortunately, it was a little late to think of this, just as his second breath of blood erupted, a blood-red flying sword seemed to be attracted to some delicious delicacy, flying fast towards the blood he erupted.

All the blood was still a few feet away, attracted by the bloody flying sword and gathered in the air towards it. Once contaminated with the flying sword, disappeared without a trace, as if absorbed by the flying sword.

That's not all. The bloody flying sword absorbed the blood he sprayed, and the rest came straight at his mouth, still spraying blood.

The sound of a slight sharp blade piercing the flesh suddenly stopped the movement and the whole person was rated in the air. The whole body rapidly turned tragically white, and after a pause, it was softly paralyzed to the ground and no longer breathed.

The bloody flying sword flew directly out of the back of Death Fairy master's head, and his whole body was bloody, releasing a palpitating aura, temporarily attracting the eyes of all around him.

“Blood Demon Vine Flying Sword?” Some of the spiritual world is a knowledgeable master, almost at first glance someone called to break the history of the bloody flying sword, immediately saw the tragedy of his companion, immediately righteous words angry repulsed: “Who are you? How dare you refine such a poisonous sword? ”

The bloody flying sword just paused in the air and flew towards Yang Chen. It did not enter the immortal knife. Yang Chenli ignored the angry drinking guy, saying that the crown royal is like he is a decent gentleman, this kind of person is not worth ignoring. If you want to care, still care about how long it will take for the Blood Demon Vine Flying Sword to absorb the blood of the Master Dixian.

“Sinister, it hurts so much, leave you alone!” The other party saw Yang Chen such an attitude, and was furious. He drank towards Yang Chen, and then a flame burst out of his finger, instantly surrounding Yang Chen's entire body.