Chapter 1539: 1540

The magic gun thrown by muxue is similar to the magic weapon of Fengyue old devil, but its power and breath are far different.

This gun is a magic weapon made by the old devil Fengyue himself for muxue. It is much better than the ordinary top ancient treasure.

The pockmarked old man saw the magic gun coming with the power of lightning and thunder, and his face was a little ugly. He immediately threw a white brocade handkerchief.

The white brocade PA rose to several hundred meters wide in the storm, and covered the magic gun with lightning speed, defending most of the impact.

"Hiss!"

However, the pockmarked old man underestimates the power of muxue's magic weapon. Jinpa is torn by the tip of the magic gun. The magic gun wrapped in jinpa is likely to burst out of jinpa.

Seeing that his top ancient treasure "kuiyuanpa" was torn by the magic gun, the pockmarked old man was frightened and hurt. He yelled at another black faced old man: "second brother, what are you still doing? Hurry up

"Got it, big brother!"

The black faced old man stares at the towering and snow-white legs in front of muxue's chest, and gives a dirty smile, offering a fan shaped ancient treasure.

"Golden silk fan, open!"

The black faced old man let out a low drink and slowly opened the magic weapon of the fan.

"Whew, whew!"

Suddenly, a large number of golden silk threads, like a giant net, cover the whole person of muxue.

Mu Xue's pretty face changed color. Before she could react, her whole body was tightly bound by the dense golden silk thread, unable to move, and even her spiritual power was seriously hindered.

Originally, the bloody magic gun was about to pierce kuiyuanpa. After losing its spiritual response, its power was greatly reduced and it was tottering.

"No!"

The secret way in Mu Xue's heart is not good. She struggles hard, but she just can't get rid of these golden threads.

"Ha ha, my second brother did a good job." The pockmarked old man saw the delicate appearance that muxue was bound up, rubbed his hands excitedly, and rushed toward muxue like a wolf.

"Big brother, we can't eat hot tofu. Let's take this woman away first."

The old man with a black face said this, and he rushed over and was ready to touch it first.

Seeing the two wretched old men flying over, the rest of the yuan infantile friars in the battlefield fell into the anxious battle and could not help themselves.

Mu Xue's pretty face is very white, and her delicate body trembles slightly. She would rather die than be humiliated. She is just about to leave the body.

"Shua Shua!"

In the distance, several sharp golden sword lights suddenly came, cutting off the golden silk thread bound on muxue's body.

The black faced old man's golden fan roared and cracked.

"No, my golden fan!" The old man with a black face gave a violent drink, showing a very painful expression.

Muxue regained her power of action. Sweat was oozing from her white neck. She felt a lingering fear. She didn't have time to see who saved herself. She cried out: "little girl, thank you so much for your help!"

"Who? How dare you do evil to Laozi and destroy my ancient treasure The black faced old man was furious.

"Death

In response to him is a lightning storm like waves, with an almost eerie speed towards the black faced old man.

Take a closer look, this red gold lightning storm is actually formed by a lot of sword light.

"Second brother, be careful!"

The pockmarked old man gave a loud drink, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

A thunder rings, and the black faced old man is strangled by the lightning storm formed by the Jiuli sword formation, and his body collapses into a blood fog.

Seeing the old man with black face, he was killed. The old man with pockmarked face was scared out of his wits.

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Mu Xue also stares big eyes, pretty face is full of shocked color. In the current battlefield, even the most powerful xuanyuanhong can't kill Yuan Ying's early friars so easily, can't he?

Yuan Ying, the black faced old man, flew out and ran away.

As the pockmarked old man was about to escape, a young man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of him, summoned 81 sword lights, and directly attacked the pockmarked old man.

"No!"

The pockmarked old man took a cold breath and immediately offered up the damaged KuYuan handkerchief in front of him, trying to resist the attack of these strange sword lights.

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

"Boom!"

Trapped yuan PA didn't hold on for half a second, but was crushed into powder by a lot of sword light.

Then, 81 sword light toward the pockmarked old man hanged.

"Ah

The pockmarked old man had no resistance, so he was hanged by the sword.

After the young man in white killed them, he looked back at Mu Xue.

"It's you!" Mu Xuejiao trembled, surprised and angry.

Didn't the waves disappear six years ago? Why do you suddenly appear? Your accomplishments have broken through the middle of Yuan Dynasty!This man at the beginning of some of the things he did, muxue can't forget, often recalled, always shy and angry.

Shen Lang has saved the life of Fengyue old devil. Muxue's resentment against him is not so strong, but he can't forget it.

"Miss muxue, Shen saved you once today. You and I don't owe each other." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Asshole, you save me and you insult me are two different things. I won't admit it!" Mu Xuejiao drinks out a voice, pretty face rises red, mood suddenly excited.

The waves were a little speechless, and the woman was too sharp. He did do something too much to muxue, but Shen Lang thought he had made up for it.

Maybe for mu Xue, some things can never be compensated by the waves.

"I'll talk about it later. Shen will clean up these Donglin people first."

With that, Shen Lang rushed into the regiment and took the lead in flying towards Jiang Hai.

Jiang Haizheng offered a magic weapon to fight with an old man with a scar on his face.

Although Jiang Hai's magical power is not weaker than his opponent's, he is over 930 years old. His physical and mental strength is not as strong as his opponent's, and the war situation is one-sided.

Seeing that the elder martial brother was in a bad situation, Shen Lang rushed over quickly. With his right palm extended, an ice crystal hill was spinning at a high speed in his palm.

"Bingpo mountain, go!"

With a low drink, Shen Lang threw Bingpo mountain in his hand at the early monk Donglin Yuanying with a scar on his face and played a magic power.

"Hum!"

Bingpo mountain suddenly expanded into a kilometer high ice crystal mountain with cold light everywhere.

"Ice Bingpo mountain

Seeing the ice crystal mountain coming, the scar old man was so scared that he felt numb. The yuan infant friars in the East knew Bingpo mountain, one of the three treasures in the East.

The old man scar didn't have time to think about why Bingpo mountain was in the hands of Yunjian people. In panic, he sacrificed a magic weapon in an attempt to resist the collision of Bingpo mountain.

However, this is of no use. The huge Bingpo mountain has not been shaken at all.

Then, the scar old man felt the terrible power of Bingpo mountain from zero distance, and his body broke into ice directly.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and gave a smile to Jiang Hai not far away: "elder martial brother Jiang, long time no see."

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