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Chapter 4439 Tianfang ambush, dispatched

 Shangguan Ruofan covered his abdominal wound with one hand. Blood was still flowing out, forming a gurgling trend. He had been seriously injured. However, the most tragic thing at this moment was that Fan Wudou and Wu Yingxue came to rescue.

They were all blocked by people.

The one who blocked Fan Wu Dou was the white-haired old man, and the one who blocked Wu Yingxue happened to be the female cultivator. The fight between the two sides was at a time of great excitement. Both Fan Wu Dou and Wu Yingxue used their special skills to break through the encirclement.

To rescue Shangguan Ruofan, the white-haired old man and the female cultivator were experienced in many battles, but they chose not to fight head-on with them. Instead, they adopted a circumstantial attitude and dragged the two of them along, leaving Fan Wudou and Wu Yingxue without any countermeasures.

Shangguan Ruofan knew that he was on the verge of a desperate situation, but he didn't want to be captured alive and used to intimidate the Xiaoyue Sect, so he tried his best and stabbed out the Seven-Star Sword crazily, hitting the masked man.

When the masked man saw that he was seriously injured, he did not fight back at all. He just struck left and right under Shangguan Ruofan's sword, took detours and delayed, waiting for Shangguan Ruofan to hang himself after being seriously injured.

While hiding, he also used words to irritate Shangguan Ruofan.

"What's the use of risking your life? Shangguan Ruofan, you are so ignorant. If you hadn't followed Xiaoyue Sect to fight against Shanhai Academy, you wouldn't have ended up where you are today."

"A mere Xiaoyue Sect dares to go against Qixia Realm Master. I really don't know if you are conceited or stupid."

"Shangguan Ruofan, let me tell you clearly that today not only you, but also Mrs. Hongxing cannot escape our hands. You should just admit defeat obediently."

""

Shangguan Ruofan thrust out his sword one after another, but his injuries were too serious and he no longer had the strength he had when he was healthy. His movements were affected by the injuries and were greatly different from before. Every time he drew his sword, he always

It is impossible to express one's thoughts freely and freely.

After being teased like this for a while, the masked strong man lost interest and said in a cold voice: "You don't know whether to live or die, I don't think you will shed tears without dropping the coffin. In this case, I will have to send it to you personally.

It’s a journey.” The masked strong man snorted, suddenly raised his right hand and threw the hammer.

The hammer emitted a dazzling bronze cold light and hit Shangguan Ruofan directly on the forehead.

At this critical moment, a meat ball suddenly emerged from nowhere. The meat ball was wrapped in a fat blue robe, and it roared like a blue fireball and hit across the sky.

Bang!

The speed of the meat ball was far beyond the expectation of the masked man. Just when the hammer was about to hit Shangguan Ruofan, the meat ball suddenly flew out from the side and hit the hammer hard.

.

With a muffled sound, the hammer was raised high, losing its splendor in the sky.

The masked strong man was startled and couldn't help but look at the person coming.

Next to Shangguan Ruofan, I saw an ugly man with a short stature but an unusually fat body. He relaxed his muscles lazily and murmured to himself with a relaxed tone: "Later Qiankun, it's nothing more than that. Hey, that boy

, are you okay?" Wei Jin looked at Shangguan Ruofan who was blocked behind him, and showed an ugly smile.

But for Shangguan Ruofan, no matter how ugly the smiling face is, it still gives people a kind of kindness that comes from the heart.

Shangguan Ruofan was stunned, completely confused as to what the visitor's intentions were and why he saved him.

"Who are you?"

The masked strong man felt a strong sense of oppression from Wei Jin. Although he had fought with Wei Jin before, this man knocked away his magic weapon with his body.

That was a treasure that was passed down from heaven. He could knock the magic weapon away with his body so easily. How strong is this person?

"Who? The person who wants your life?" Wei Jin's face is densely covered with pimples, which gives a strong impact just from the angle of view. In addition, when he smiles, he will reveal a mouth full of burnt-yellow teeth. With such a ferocious appearance, even if he kills someone,

The numb, masked man couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart.

The most frightening thing was that when the ugly fat man finished speaking, he came over from the opposite side and killed him without mercy.

He didn't use any magic weapon, but it gave people the impression that he himself was a terrifying magic weapon.

Thick blue mist was steaming from Wei Jin's body. The mist was both turbid and filled with a fishy smell. When the divine power was released from Wei Jin's body, the plants in the nearby mountains withered in an instant, and all the trees fell from their branches.

The leaves on it began to shrink and wither, and evaporate a faint blue smoke, as if they were corroded by something, losing their vitality in the blink of an eye.

Countless towering ancient trees withered and shrank into twitching twigs in just three breaths, and all the grass and trees turned into dark brown thick water in an instant. Wei Jin came towards his face with a fishy wind,

Before anyone arrived, the masked strong man was overcome by smoke.

"poisonous!"

The masked strong man was shocked. Also surprised and stunned were the white-haired old man and the female nun.

"Who is he?" The two people couldn't help but have the same thought in their minds.

At this moment, Wei Jin approached the masked man with a speed faster than lightning.

It was like a huge ball of flesh rolling rapidly in the sky and flying closer. Wei Jin's meaty palms, carrying the fishy wind blowing towards his face, slapped the masked man on the shoulder hard.

Snap!

This palm was so powerful that it left no trace behind. The palm was filled with dark blue poisonous mist, like a palm-shaped iron, leaving a deep palm print on the masked man.

There was a crisp explosion, and the armor on the masked man's body shattered. The terrifying poisonous gas contaminated the armor and spread quickly. The entire armor turned into thick smoke in the blink of an eye, and the masked man screamed in horror.

With a sound, several large talismans were shot one after another to resist.

Fortunately, there is a layer of divine armor to protect the body. If this palm really hits the body, it would be strange if he is not beaten to death.

Several low-grade purple urn sheets flashed with dazzling light one after another, bit by bit consuming the poisonous mist in his palm, but Wei Jin didn't care. Taking advantage of the extremely close distance between the two, he opened his mouth and sprayed at the masked man.

A cloud of blue mist appeared, accompanied by a cry of "croak", and the masked strong man was shaken and lost his mind on the spot.

Bang!

Another slap came. This time, the masked man had no intention of evading. He was hit by a palm in the middle of his chest, and blue smoke billowed out.

"poisonous!"

The masked man retreated frantically in pain. He raised the hammer in his right hand and swung it forward. After all, it was a treasure passed down from heaven. At such a close distance, another masked man fought with all his might. Wei

Jin didn't dare to take a direct hit, so he sidestepped to the side and took advantage of the masked man's inner breath to swoop in again.

The force of the palms was repeated, and the sound of snapping was heard continuously. There is no doubt that Wei Jin's skill is sharp and decisive. His palms are full of poisonous sources and have considerable power. When the wind blows and the fog rises, he can almost kill the masked warrior in just a few moves.

The Han was beaten and retreated violently, unable to fight back.

Wei Jin's sudden appearance caused a subtle change in the whole situation. When the white-haired old man and the female cultivator saw Xiaoyue Sect coming to help, they were surprised but did not panic. The two had no intention of rescuing the strong man, and their eyes were quick.

After an exchange, the white-haired old man suddenly said: "Catch Wu Yingxue first."

After giving the order, the female cultivator and hundreds of strong men swarmed towards Wu Yingxue, who was alone. For a moment, the sword light flashed, the divine rainbow surged, and the offensive was extremely fierce.

At the same time, a short man covered in black aura and wearing a black cloak also viciously attacked Wu Yingxue. He may have felt that Fan Wudou's methods were too tyrannical, so he chose to settle for the next best thing. Unknowingly, many

Hundreds of people surrounded Wu Yingxue and dozens of red-clothed sword attendants. The short man shrouded in black energy shouted in an insidious tone: "It's useless to have reinforcements. Today, you will definitely die."

"What the hell are you talking about? I want to see how brave you are to say that you can take down the Xiaoyue Sect. Someone, come here and get rid of these rats that hide their heads and show their tails."

Not long after the short man finished speaking, a loud and violent curse suddenly echoed in the mountains.

The night was miserable, the cold wind roared, and in an instant, countless masters suddenly flew out from the barren mountains and ridges more than ten miles away. These people were all dressed in black costumes, and each of them was as powerful as a rainbow and so heroic that they appeared in all directions.

, many swordsmen were the first to be killed from the mountains and forests, and the leaders were several masters of the Qiankun Realm.

"Disciples of Tianfang, listen to the order, don't let anyone escape, kill all the dog thieves"

To the east of Martyr Ridge, Xuan Zhong rushed out from behind the hill with murderous intent. His cold and cold sword was thrown like a rainbow, and he rushed into the crowd in the blink of an eye. His cold and cold sword covered the sky and the moon, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing him in one breath.

More than ten people rushed in.

After Xuan Zhong died, Shi Jingkuan, the only remaining descendant of the Stone Tribe in Jiujie Mountain, followed him as if a giant had descended into the world, followed by the great enshriners Ren Qilin, Liu Zhijing, Feihua Empress, etc., and behind these important figures in Tianfang, at least

A powerful force organized by more than 500 strong men broke out a bloody path with just one charge and rushed straight to the core of the battlefield.

"No, Xiaoyue Sect is prepared."

"You bastard, you are from Tianfang. Xiaoyue Sect and Tianfang are indeed the same breed."

"Don't mess up the formation, you bastard. What are Tianfang afraid of? With me waiting here, it's useless no matter how many people come."

""

For half of the night, Xiaoyue Sect's side had been suppressed by the enemy and had no chance to breathe. However, at this moment, the disciples of Tianfang were like magic soldiers descending from the sky, suddenly encircling and attacking from all directions. Although it did not immediately overturn the battle situation,

But in terms of morale, it really dealt a heavy blow to the enemy, causing most of the practitioners in the enemy camp to be in chaos.

Mu Gu flew out of the mountains in high spirits, his big face flushed with anger. Although his strength was not as good as Xuan Zhong, Shi Jingkuan and others, his advantage was that he had been observing the battle situation for a long time, and he could naturally tell who among the opponents was.

One is a very important person.

He stared at the short man in the crowd with cold eyes. It was he who had just sneak-attacked Shangguan Ruofan with a dagger of extraordinary quality, and the last arrogant words also came from the mouth of this short man. This person was the enemy.

The leader of the camp has a higher status than Old Man Bai.

"Damn, you are so crazy that I want to see what you can do to fight us and kill him."

Mugu pointed his long sword, and a ghost flew into the crowd in the blink of an eye and rushed straight towards the short man.

"The universe is perfect?"


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