With a "crack" sound, one of Ji Xuanxuan's puppets had been shattered by the monks from the Fuhai Gang. Ouyang Weijian's Liufeng Sword was like a pervasive breeze, taking advantage of the gap exposed by the puppet's shattering to blow away countless sword lights.
Come in.
Ji Xuanxuan's expression changed, and the cloth bag in his hand shook, and another puppet flew out, blocking the previously broken gap. However, this puppet obviously only reached the level of the late stage of hemolysis, and was far from comparable to the previous puppet.
Bi, just received a few blows from the monks of the Fuhai Gang, and turned into pieces again.
The three puppets in the pill-forging stage of the Imperial Envoy had already reached Ji Xuanxuan's limit. The consumption of a large amount of spiritual energy made Ji Xuanxuan's face, which was originally like a white-faced young master, turn a sickly red.
After two consecutive puppets were smashed, Ji Xuanxuan could no longer contain the injuries in his body. Blood dripped out from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the clothes in front of him red.
However, Ji Xuanxuan could not care about his own injuries at this time. After the puppet shattered, the two of them could no longer resist the attack of the other six people. Ouyang Weijian took the opportunity to use the "Feng Liu Sword" among the "Eighteen Feng Liu Happy Swords"
With his magical power, he cut through the two people's defenses in one fell swoop. His Liufeng Sword was known for its speed. After breaking through the two people's defenses, Yin Xuanchu, who had been wandering around before, was immediately entangled in his figure.
Ji Xuanxuan gritted his teeth, held up a glittering bronze mirror, and rushed to the location of the previously smashed puppet, temporarily blocking the opponent's attack.
The attacks of Ouyang Weijian and the Fuhai Gang not only had no effect on Ji Xuanxuan's golden mirror, but on the contrary, several sword lights and other radiant spells were suddenly shot out from the golden mirror, directed at Ouyang Weijian and
Everyone in Fuhai's gang fought back.
These attacks were exactly what Ouyang Weijian and others used when they attacked Ji Xuanxuan just now. Ji Xuanxuan's magic weapon was actually able to bounce back the local attacks!
Ji Xuanxuan shouted in a low voice: "Now!"
Ouyang Weijian's expression changed, and he ignored the few rays of flowing wind sword light that bounced back from the golden light mirror. He turned the flowing wind sword in his hand and formed a huge wind cocoon around Ouyang Weijian, completely wrapping Ouyang Weijian.
He stood up, and at the same time his warning voice came from the wind cocoon: "Be careful!"
At this time, everyone in the Fuhai Gang was resisting the attacks reflected by the golden light mirror. However, just as everyone in the Fuhai Gang was using their own methods to resist the reflected attacks, they suddenly remembered Ji Xuanxuan's low shout, Fuhai.
The monks felt nervous and raised their heads to look in the direction of Ji Xuanxuan. They saw a dazzling light coming from the golden mirror above Ji Xuanxuan's head. Everyone suddenly felt a stinging pain in their eyes and couldn't stop crying.
It flowed down from his eyes, and the whole world seemed to be left with only a piece of gold.
Everyone in the Fuhai Gang was a ruthless person who had survived a life-and-death fight. At this time, Ouyang Weijian's reminder had arrived. Naturally, they would not panic because they were temporarily blinded. However, just as everyone was sending out their spiritual thoughts,
At that moment, he discovered that not only were his eyes temporarily blinded by the golden light, but his mind was also distorted, making him unable to detect the scene around him.
At this time, everyone in the Fuhai Gang was a little panicked. However, in this moment, a ghost-like shadow suddenly jumped around in the golden light, and two miserable screams were heard in succession. The remaining three people in the Fuhai Gang were heartbroken.
Terrified, he used all the protective measures without hesitation, fearing that he would be plotted by the opponent in this situation where his eyesight was blinded and his mind was distorted.
Sure enough, there was another "pop" sound, followed by a muffled groan. Everyone in the Fuhai Gang suddenly realized that their spiritual consciousness had returned to normal again. When they opened their eyes, although their eyes were still stinging, they finally
You can also see clearly the scene in front of you.
However, the scene in front of him shocked the monks headed by the Fuhai Gang. In just a moment, one of the monks from the Fuhai Gang had been beheaded and could not die anymore, while another monk was stabbed in the chest with a sword.
, floating in the sea and not knowing whether he will live or die. Even if he can survive, his core space is broken, he can only be a useless person. In addition, there is also a person with a pale and frightened face. The shield blocking his chest has been pierced with a hole, and there is only a gap.
It would have been pierced through the core space just a little bit.
The wind cocoon surrounded by the flowing sword light suddenly fell away, revealing the expressionless Ouyang Weijian. The leader of the Fuhai Gang looked distorted. Ouyang Weijian seemed to know this when Ji Xuanxuan raised the golden mirror.
What was going to happen next for the two of them, despite Ouyang Weijian's reminder, the leader of the Fuhai Gang still shouted at Ouyang Weijian: "Why didn't you mention that these two have such magical powers before?"
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What was originally a sure thing has turned out to be such a change. Two monks in the middle stage of forging the pill have died one after another. Even if the Fuhai Gang is behind the East China Sea Crystal Palace, it is still a heavy loss for the Fuhai Gang.
Ouyang Weijian naturally would not say that he had ever suffered a loss under the magical power of these two people. Liufeng Jian pointed at the opposite side and said coldly: "If I were you, I would first get rid of these two people in front of you. As for the
What magical powers these two have, why should I tell you?"
At this time, Ji Xuanxuan and Yin Xuanchu were not much better. Under the siege of everyone, Ji Xuanxuan forcibly activated the magical power contained in the golden mirror. Although Yin Xuanchu seized the opportunity and killed a monk from the Fuhai Gang,
The other one was severely injured and was no longer in danger. However, Ji Xuanxuan also distorted the spiritual thoughts of six monks of the same level through the golden light mirror, causing him to suffer backlash and hemorrhage from the mouth and nose. His face turned purple-gold, and his whole body
It looked like it was on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for Yin Xuanchu's support, Ji Xuanxuan might not even have the strength to stand.
The leader of the Fuhai Gang finally looked at the two people from the Zhenling Sect with his gnawing eyes, and said word by word: "Kill them, crush their bones and spread their ashes!"
The cold tone contained endless murderous intent, as if the seawater under his feet would freeze.
Yin Xuanchu blocked Ji Xuanxuan behind him, and suddenly two black daggers appeared in his hands. Ji Xuanxuan suddenly said weakly behind him: "Don't worry about me later, just run away. Their target is you, and they will not kill you."
No matter what I do, even if the Fuhai Gang wants to kill me, Ouyang Weijian will stop it, otherwise our sect will definitely not give up."
Ji Xuanxuan knew his friend very well and knew that in such a desperate situation, Yin Xuanchu would definitely not escape alone, so he deliberately said these words in the hope that Yin Xuanchu would have a chance to escape first.
However, Yin Xuanchu obviously did not listen to these words. He held the pair of daggers in his hands tighter and tighter, his eyes full of determination. Yin Xuanchu suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. The roar was filled with madness and a cold feeling.
White mist suddenly erupted from Yin Xuanchu's body under the shocked gaze of Ji Xuanxuan behind him.
At this time, Lu Ping was also awakened by Yin Xuanchu's desperate cry. He wiped away the bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth. Green light flashed in Lu Ping's eyes, and the scene several miles away suddenly fell into his eyes.
Lu Ping never expected that his injuries would be so serious, and that they would explode when he was about to join the battlefield. The life and death of two good people were already hanging by a thread, but he could not help at this time.
, He could see clearly just now that Ouyang Weijian's cultivation has reached the fifth level of Alchemy, and is the peak of the fifth level of Alchemy. He may advance to the sixth level of Alchemy at any time. With Lu Ping's current state
, once he takes action, under the powerful Ouyang Weijian, there is only death.
Just when Lu Ping's mind was spinning, Yin Xuanchu's long roar came. Lu Ping immediately noticed something unusual. When he looked again, the "Three Purity True Pupils" were too far apart and could no longer penetrate the white that had enveloped Yin Xuanchu.
In the fog, I could only vaguely see a white whip shadow swaying back and forth in the white fog.
Ouyang Weijian's heart skipped a beat, as if he felt someone was peeping. However, his spiritual thoughts spread around, but found nothing. When he looked at the scene in the white mist, he seemed to have discovered something, facing Fu Hai.
The leader of the gang, the monk, exclaimed in shock: "This person is indeed a monster. You and I should work together to kill this person first."
At this time, the leader of the Fuhai Gang had also noticed something was wrong, and nodded with a gloomy expression. Ouyang Weijian had already shot the flying sword in his hand first, and then the three monks from the Fuhai Gang also started to attack the white man.
Yin Xuanchu, wrapped in fog, bombarded away.
Two black daggers suddenly shot out from the white mist, and they actually deflected Ouyang Weijian's Liufeng Sword in one fell swoop. Ouyang Weijian's expression changed. Yin Xuanchu clearly didn't have such strength before, but seeing that the three Fuhai Gang's attacks were about to
Smashing into the white mist, a ball of white mist suddenly separated from the white mist, turned into a long whip and was thrown out. There seemed to be something hidden in the white mist. You could vaguely see the snow-white scales attached to the face.
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The white mist whip knocked away the magic weapon of one of the Fuhai Gang monks in one fell swoop, and extinguished the blue fire emitted by another Fuhai Gang monk. However, it was too late to stop the flying sword of the Fuhai Gang leader.
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The flying sword passed through the white mist, and Yin Xuanchu's painful roar rang out from the white mist. Then a streak of blood spilled out from the white mist, dyeing the white mist a light red.
However, immediately after, there was a change in the white mist. A giant claw wrapped in white mist suddenly stretched out and struck the flying sword that passed through the white mist. The flying sword made a mournful cry, and the leader of the Fuhai Gang suddenly changed his expression.
white.
When Ouyang Weijian saw what happened to Yin Xuanchu, he looked at Ji Xuanxuan behind him, his heart moved, and he said: "Capture that Ji Xuanxuan first."
The leader of the Fuhai Gang also understood at this time and nodded to his two subordinates. The two Fuhai Gang monks immediately walked behind the white mist transformed by Yin Xuanchu, and greeted Yin Xuanchu with the magic weapon in their hands.
Yin Xuanchu in the white mist let out an angry roar and turned towards Ji Xuanxuan, blocking all the magic weapons that were attacking Ji Xuanxuan. However, Ouyang Weijian and the leader of the Fuhai Gang took the opportunity to strike again, and two flying swords flew through the white mist.