With the crowd running away, there was Qingshui street, which was originally cleaning up the ruins. However, they did not dare to stop 100 meters away like Yang Lele and ran out of Qingshui street in one breath before they dared to stop.
Looking back on Yunlan mountain, everyone has a look of survival.
But it was clear that they had not experienced the moment of life and death, but they still felt that death slipped like water at their fingertips.
Murong Chi saw that all the people of immortal sect stopped, and they also stopped. He can't and doesn't want to take care of other people who stop here, but Yang Xi stops here and he has to take her away.
Murong Chi reaches out his hand and grabs Yang Xi's slender wrist. He pulls her forward two steps. However, he didn't dare to exert too much force. He just pulled her with a gentle force and warned: "little girl, that's a place where seven people can communicate with each other. The war can spread thousands of meters around. It's no different between staying here and looking for death. I'll step back a little bit with you."
"Master Murong, please don't bother me." Yang Xi's body wriggled with her elbow and impatiently opened it, and she shook away Murong Chi's hand.
Wu Mu Chi said: "Yang xuanle stretched out his hand to stop him, but he couldn't stop him."
After that, Yang Lele pushes Yang Xi to Zhao Qing, and he gets in the way of Murong Chi.
Looking at Yang Lele's indifferent expression and his light words, Murong Chi secretly laughed in his heart and said: it's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
"Why don't the seven pass the mystery?" Murong Chi repeats the second half of Yang Lele's words. He can guarantee that this is the worst time that Tong Xuan has been despised.
In the East Lake, one of the masters of tongxuanjing is already one side. There is no doubt that the seven generals are like a mountain. The ordinary two-star forces have to hide when they see them. The Murong family is the only one who dare to say that he is not afraid of the seven generals.
It can be said from a refined body.
It's kind of funny!
Just when murongchi was about to take Yang away by force, he heard two angry shouts from the mountainside of Yunlan mountain, followed by two breath of tongxuan realm.
"Lord, we are here to help you!"
Qin Shan and Yu Mo arrived in unison.
Bang!
The sound of vibration comes.
When Yu Mo and his wife approached, Wen Ping said, "stay around. Don't let one go."
The two of them nodded clearly.
Yesan saw this scene, the corner of his mouth rose, showing a bright smile, and told his subordinates in lip language, "it seems that today's plan needs to be changed. 12、 Thirteen, you two go to fight against the two tongxuan, the rest of you follow me to guard against the possibility. Murong Chi, fifteen, you go and take the head of Wen Ping's neck! "
"Yes
The seven nodded at the same time.
And Yesan's address to his subordinates changed Murong Chi's face. Ben still had some doubts. When he saw the sword that the two men who were going to the immortal sect's mysterious realm pulled out, he was sure who was coming.
Number code!
The weapon is the huangquan blood drinking knife again!
isn't this the crazy people who work for money?
Thinking of this, he immediately stood in front of Yang. He certainly won't do it, even if Wen Ping uses Yang Xi as an exchange, he won't do it. He doesn't want to be provoked.
At the same time, the 15th of the night has gone towards Wen Ping.
In the hand dark red huangquan drinks the magic knife to hold in the hand, accompanies the vibration pulse sound, the body bursts out!
"Boy, take your life!"
After a low drink on the 15th night, Wen Ping slowly took out the dark burning stick from his waist. Two hands in the hands, and back and forth to try how to grasp the most comfortable, a look to face the night 15.
When Yang Lele and others saw this scene, they immediately said with a smile, "the patriarch went up on his own today."
Huaiye suddenly pointed to the things in Wenping's hand and asked the people around him, "Hey, what's that?"
"Fire stick!"
"The burning stick made by the Lord."
"Lord, what's this for? Use a burning stick to fight each other's sword?"
Several people talked endlessly, as if they were watching a play.
When Murong Chi saw this scene, he immediately had no choice but to smile.
The more he saw the immortal sect, the more funny it was.
When the disciple saw that tongxuanjing was fighting, he did not run. Instead, he sat a hundred meters away to watch the play. The patriarch exaggerates even more. He even uses his own burning stick to fight against tongxuan? In this corner, does the person who drinks blood knife have no prestige?
At the same time, the battle on the other side began.
Yu Mo cut out more than a dozen white swords, pushed aside a piece of dust, and quickly split towards the night twelve, which was coming like lightning. The whole person also won. The light of the sword was flowing, and the sword was still in his hand.Qinshan mountain on one side naturally didn't leave a hand. With a blow, it brought a roar, and once again set off a fierce wind, which was rushing to one of them.
This is not the end. In the next blink of an eye, Qin Shan once again made more than ten fists, each of which used his 100% power to penetrate the mysterious world.
Four people scuffle together immediately!
But at this time, a figure suddenly flew out from the crowd. With their eyes, they just saw a shadow passing by.
Bang!
The shadow flew directly out of 100 meters, fell on the street of Qingshui street and lay there motionless.
Pop!
The sound of huangquan blood drinking knife falling on the ground came.
When Yang Lele saw this scene, he immediately yelled and pointed to the burning stick in Wen Ping's hand.
"Fire stick! Fire stick
When Murong Chi saw this scene, he quickly rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After he was sure that the place where he was hit by a stick was tongxuan, he heard Yang Lele and others shouting excitedly.
Yang Xi said in surprise: "this A stick directly smashes to fly a pass Xuan realm! The Lord is so strong
Huanshan looked at the crowd and said, "didn't the LORD say that he made the stick himself?"
Huaiye suddenly realized, "the Lord must have cheated us. This burning stick must be the burning stick in the immortal."
"The torch is powerful!"
"The torch is so awesome!"
……
With the cry, Yesan rushed to a hundred meters away, touched the pulse of ye15, and suddenly turned pale.
"Fifteen is dead."
With his words, several people immediately looked at Wen Ping in consternation, but more of them looked at the "burning stick" in Wen Ping's hand. Hearing the shouts around, Yesan immediately said, "be careful, the stick in the boy's hand is a very strong treasure."
The man next to us frowned and asked, "what shall we do?"
With decades of experience, Yesan immediately thought of a solution, and told several people around him in lip language, "this boy doesn't open the pulse gate. He should not be in the mysterious realm. Don't attack him close. His stick won't hurt us. Keep a distance, release the pulse technique, and smash his body directly!"
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