Under the pressure of four Xuanqi, Ling Bufan could not fight back.
With one blow, he will die.
"Boom"
in the sound of fury, the pressure of four daoxuan came to Ling Bufan's body.
Between the electric light and flint, Ling Bufan is ready to die, waiting for the outbreak of the fatal blow.
It's just
The force did not seem to explode on him as expected
Under the light golden light, Ling Luo's feather clothes and clothes are graceful. She stands in front of him and receives all the mysterious Qi from the heavy pressure.
"Feather son?"
He murmured inconceivably.
Ling Luoyu green silk flying, biting to kill the cyclone fly in the black eyes.
Hao wrist capsized, under a blow, chaos yuan Ling killed out, swept across the opposite four people in blue.
These people dare to sneak in when she's no longer there.
Die!
The chaotic yuan spirit ran wild and crushed, and bound the four people who had already moved but had no strength to fight back.
"Zheng!"
The soul blade flies in response to the sound, whistling and killing four people.
"Hiss..."
In the piercing sound of clothes tearing, the four men in blue were whirled by the soul blade on their chest, and their clothes and silk were torn. At the same time, they were also forced by the chaotic yuan spirit, and their lives fell back two or three steps.
Their steps have not yet stood firm, Ling Luoyu has been like a ghost like shadow forced.
The soul blade rises again, chaos yuan spirit bursts out and kills four people in blue.
It's a matter of an instant to win or lose an expert.
It was this short stay that gave the four men in blue a breath.
Looking at Ling Luoyu, their faces also showed crazy color.
The other side is young, but can break the four of them in a joint attack, even more between the backhand will tear their clothes.
In this way, it's no different from slapping in the face.
I don't know who roared. The four men separated around and whirled out of the dark air. They crushed and killed each other at 360 degrees, trying to make Ling Luoyu take care of one and lose the other.
Four people at the same time, there is always one can hit her.
Ling Luoyu's evil sycophant hooked his lips, his fingers popped out, and his soul blade came out in response to the voice. He carried the golden chaotic yuan spirit and killed xuanhuang Yizhong on the left.
"Poof!"
The soul blade brushes his body and flies out from under his neck, bringing out a wisp of blood. Without any stagnation, it flies straight to the second place.
The second is Xuanqi. He bends his fingers into claws and grabs the soul blade.
"Boo!"
The soul blade uttered a crisp sound, which did not give way to it. It slipped fiercely.
Xuanhuang Yizhong's accomplishments have been hardened into steel, which is extremely tough.
However, no matter how rigid the body is, there is no escape under the metamorphosis of soul blade.
Blood flying, soul blade broke his fingers, missed his chest, flew to the third person.
Although the third person has been prepared, but when the soul blade breaks through the sky and comes to the moment, still can't resist its strong.
"Poof!"
The blade went through his shoulder blades and broke into the fourth man.
It broke through three xuanhuangyichong in succession, making the remaining xuanhuang's pupil shrink.
It is impossible to kill three xuanhuangs in one fell swoop.
What's more, the man in front of him is still Xuanling's eight fold cultivation.
In his fright, the soul blade is near, forcing him to go all out.
"Boom
The xuanhuang's five levels of Xuanqi were not covered.
Under the shock wave of Xuanqi, the soul blade stopped moving.
Ling Luoyu's lips were sharp and thin, and his black eyes were fierce. The tyranny of Chaoyuan spirit was a little stronger again.
"Boo!"
The junction of the two forces moved towards the five places of xuanhuang.
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