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He restrained two thief cultivators at the same time with one person, and he had to create conditions for the sword cultivator with great lethality to fight quickly. With serious injuries, he and Lao He couldn't delay for long.

He Guangjun's eyes were full of murderous intent, and a small black sword appeared in his left hand.

"Sword force, stab!"

Jian Guang condensed at one point, and suddenly became invisible in the air.

In the next instant, the back of the gray-robed man who hadn't escaped three hundred feet away burst into dazzling blood, "Bang... puff", a little sword light pierced through the gray-robed man's chest.

The grey-robed man staggered, his face full of unbelievable horror, his protective magic weapon and bloody body shield failed to block the blow of the sword repairer hastily.

He seriously underestimated the strength of the sword cultivator, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in the world.

The sword light coming out of the chest, turned back with a "chirp", although its power was greatly reduced, it was fatal to the man in gray robe.

gray robe man

The sword energy in the body was raging, the breath was in a mess, and the reaction was much slower. He desperately wanted to break Jin Dan out of the cage of the Qi Mansion, and escape with the fastest speed with his soul. This body is no longer good.

Black and red flames suddenly appeared on the gray robed man's head and body, burning with a "boom".

"With my blood..."

The man in gray robe screamed in despair, and was interrupted by the sword light and the sudden flames, and turned into a half-scream, the lifeless corpse fell to the ground, a blood-red bead wrapped in black Slowly falling to the ground in the red flames.

The old man threw out a cloud of black light with teeth and claws, dispelling Shi Yin's volley attack. In a blink of an eye, the gray-robed man had already come to a miserable end, and the woman was trapped in the black-red witch fire, as if she had been cast by other vicious witch spells. If you are unresponsive, you will not be able to rush out for a while.

The good situation was reversed in an instant, and the black-robed old man lost all fighting spirit, so he fled southwest without saying a word.

In the dusty sky, a slender golden flying sword pierced through the air, and a black rapier appeared in the old man's hand. The cold light flickered, and the sound of "Ding Dong" was as rapid as rain hitting the window lattice. The sword hits the fly.

There was only a moment's delay, and He Guangjun was already in front to block it, slashing with his sword.

He was covered in blood, covered in dust and sand, and his clothes were tattered. He looked in a state of embarrassment, except for a pair of eyes that were frighteningly sharp and frenzied, facing the fists that the old man threw to attack him, big viscous black balls of light , he was indifferent, and vowed to kill the old man under the sword, not hesitating to exchange wounds for wounds and life for life.

Not everyone can be like Shi Yin, dare to fight He Guangjun, and attack harder than anyone else.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and what you fight for is an indomitable momentum.

The old man regretted his life very much. He wanted to escape with all his heart, but his anger was exhausted. He cursed "crazy" and waved the black rapier in his hand. A thick black light came out from the blade, turning into a triple beast shadow to envelop the light of the sword that was killed in the air. Hold, bite and fight, and resolve it in a unique way.

Shi Yin gritted his teeth and slashed casually, only an instant slower than He Guangjun.

The two cooperated tacitly and did not need to discuss in advance. They could seize the fleeting opportunities in the battle.

The old man was terrified and shouted: "Block it!"

The black light that was about to pounce on He Guangjun's body suddenly returned, exhausted and finally blocked in front of the old man who lost his square inch and flew back, collided with the knife light, and let out a sharp cry.

He Guangjun didn't even blink his eyeballs, he swung his sword and slashed repeatedly.

He was at the end of his strength right now, relying on his aura to hold on to the attack, not letting the thieves see it, so as not to lose his merit.

The thief cultivator, who had been enjoying himself in robbing a shop in the distance, finally realized that something was wrong. He said that the remaining fourth-order monks in Fangshi were executed by three masters. Why is the situation reversed?The one who was killed was his own master.

The fourth-level demon cultivator heard the roar of other third-level monks, smashed through the ceiling of the shop, flew into the air, and was about to rush over to kill his rescue companions. Seeing that the old man had almost no strength to fight back, he was hit by the sword light and the knife one after another Light attack, the black light on his body flashed, and he slammed straight into the rocky mountain in the middle of Fangshi.

"Let's go, the things are in hand, retreat quickly!"

Seeing that something was wrong, the fourth-order demon cultivator turned around and flew to the beach to flee. In just a short moment, his companions went to the other side, and the remaining woman was still trapped in the black and red flames, rushing left and right, unable to take care of herself. Did he run to die?

The shop monks, the passer-by monks who were hiding, and the monks who were washed up guarding the square city saw the advantages, shouted to fight and kill, and launched a violent attack on the twenty or thirty retreating monks who came out from nowhere to rob the monks.

Beat the dog in the water, it's time to make meritorious service.

Among them was a passer-by fourth-rank cultivator, who had been frightened and shrunk before. Now he vented his previous humiliation in a smooth battle, and the powerful spell slammed into the chaotic group of thief cultivators, making the demon cultivator even more afraid stay.

Henry Zhang watched helplessly as the old man slammed into the rocky mountain, cracking a large rock.

The old man fell down with a "bang", the black light on his body dissipated, his mouth and nose were bleeding, he was knocked dizzy and didn't know where he was, Gu Lulu rolled from a high place to a nearby place.

Zhang Xuan'an's mind was not as fast as the sword in his hand, he rushed a few feet under his feet, and stabbed with a sword in his hand.

"Pfft", the sword light plunged into the old man's brow, and Yuan Mercury poured out to kill.

Between the eyebrows is where the soul is.

"you……"

The old man tremblingly struggled to lift up the black sword, powerlessly dropped, and lost all vitality in his eyes.

Zhang Xuan'an took his sword back in a daze, glanced at the blood drop falling from the tip of the sword, and then glanced at the old man in black robe who was dying, and heard the sound of killing from a distance in his ears, as if waking up from a dream.

He killed a Tier [-] master!

He used the blood of a fourth-level master to sharpen the sword in his hand for the first time.

Chapter 708

Trapped in the black and red flames, the woman finally broke free. Seeing the dazzling sword light ahead, she was terrified and murderous. She screamed, and the vague and dark yellow animal shadow rushed out of her body, wrapping the sword light Going to the side, tearing and howling, the shadow of the beast quickly blurred and faded.

In order to escape from birth, she did not hesitate to give up a treasure that was implicated in her life.

Shi Yin had already completed the witch spell, flicked the severed finger of his crippled left hand, and shot six drops of blood red and viscous blood as fast as an arrow, shooting towards the woman who was flying up into the sky, and he uttered a curse with a deep and strange rhyme: " Take my blood as a sacrifice, sure!"

The blood essence exploded in the air into a burning mist of blood that exudes a strange color.

Suddenly, a wisp of blood appeared on the forehead of the woman who had fled to a height of several tens of feet, and she let out a cry of pain. The woman's body was shining with a dark yellow brilliance, and she tried her best to stabilize her body and not fall down.

The bright sword light pierced through the air, and pierced through the head of the woman who was restrained by the spell of concentration with a "poof".

The dark yellow animal shadow disappeared into the air with a scream, and dropped a piece of ancient jade covered with fine cracks.

Combining the strength of two people to kill the woman, He Guangjun fell towards a nearby broken wall with no expression on his face. The sword is on the shoulder.

This way it looks sturdy and majestic, without losing momentum, mainly because it can save some energy.

He stopped suddenly, the injuries on his body hurt everywhere, and it seemed that he was struggling to even move his lower finger.

It's dangerous, but if the escaped leopard-eyed demon cultivator is tougher, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Perhaps it is to die together, to be smashed to pieces?

Fortunately, the black skinny boy saw the opportunity quickly, and killed the old man with a sword when he was knocked out of the mountain by them, dizzy, seriously injured and weak.

Panting for breath, Shi Yin then fell on the beam of the broken wall nearby. With the two of them's ability, they teamed up to deal with three Li thieves of the same rank.

He stood still with a golden rooster on one foot, quickly took out a jade bottle and uncorked it, and poured a few mouthfuls of viscous black liquid into his mouth to recover a little strength and stabilize his injuries. But it's not over yet, we have to guard against sneak attacks from thieves in the dark.

Those idiots on the top of the mountain, greedy for life and afraid of death, didn't come down until the battle was over, so they had to be severely punished.

Far less courageous than the black skinny boy who took the initiative to kill the fourth-order old man, how can he take on the task of guarding the city?

Taking another look at the devastated ruins nearby, the newly prosperous Fangshi suffered heavy losses, not only the shops and personnel, but also the loss of two fourth-tier guardian monks. offset.

Both of them were recovering their breathing, not in the mood to talk nonsense, while looking to the south.

Shi Yin recognized that the fourth-rank monk who led the crowd to kill was Taoist priest Yao Da from Cuiwei in the Western Continent. The old guy would seize the opportunity. Fortunately, Yao Da was in Fangshi, so he could leave more thieves behind. Reduce your losses.

Yao Da led many monks with high morale, and chased them all the way to the seaside fifty miles away.

The two third-level demon cultivators and two young men and women protected by the leopard-eyed demon, occasionally resisted with black magic, and fled to the sea, and continued to flee south, regardless of the life and death of other frightened monks who fell behind.

Just as Yao Da and the others flew out of Lixu, the sea water suddenly surged, and dots of bright light flew towards the crowd. A blue, translucent blade light flashed in the air, carrying a fierce wind, and fiercely slashed at Yao Ba who was retreating in shock.

"Boom", Yao replied with a magic weapon to block the sneak attack, a huge force erupted, and the sea water exploded to a height of more than ten feet, he couldn't bear the effort and took the opportunity to retreat back to the island, shouting: "Quick retreat!"

He Guangjun and Shi Yin looked at each other, got up and flew to the sea at the same time, the thief ambushed his companions in the sea to meet him.

They have recovered a little bit, and they have the power to fight again. For fighting monks like them, life is endless and fighting is endless. They will not retreat, nor can they retreat, otherwise their mood will be dusted.

"Old Xia, let's go, the things are already in hand!

The leopard-eyed demon cultivator turned his head and saw two evil gods rushing towards the sea, and urged him, worried that Mr. Xia, who was wantonly beheading the panic-stricken monks, would have to fight head-on with the sword cultivator and the martial artist.

A huge splash appeared in the water, dragging all the remnants and seriously injured monks who fell into the water into the water.

When He Guangjun and Shi Yin arrived with a murderous spirit, the vortex spread in the sea water, the blood desalinated, and the two monsters disappeared with the survivors.

"Brother Yao, thank you for your hard work."

"I'm ashamed, I didn't notice it for a while, and fell into the trap of a monster girl."

Yao clasped his fists in reply, looked up and down the seriously injured but imposing two men, sighed secretly in his heart, they deserved to be a famous pair of lunatics in the Eastern and Western Continents, and fortunately there were two guarding Fangshi, defeating the unknown with their disabled bodies. Where did a group of thieves come out, otherwise, the whole city would be bloodbathed, and how many people would die?

"Two friends, do you know where those thieves came from?"

"It has something to do with the Nanyuan Continent in the south, Brother Yao, have you ever caught a living?"

Shi Yin didn't hide anything. The witches in the east and west continents only had white witches, red witches, and black witches. Back then, the blood witches were expelled to the southernmost Nanyuan Continent. The method of controlling beast souls was also a unique skill of the blood witches.

I just don't know which group of thieves are from the Nanyuan Continent?

There are East Continent, West Continent, Vast Continent, Heavenly Stem Continent and Nanyuan Continent in Qingtianxia.

Among them, the east and west continents are the closest, and there are countless islands in the sea area of ​​more than [-] miles in between.

The Vast Continent has the largest area, and is said to be slightly larger than the Eastern and Western Continents. It is the birthplace of cultivation in those days. There are many masters, the sects are prosperous, and there are many rumors about the ruins in the remote mountains and wilderness.

The Tiangan Continent is the farthest away, and it is also an extremely mysterious continent.

More than 5000 years ago, Nanyuan Continent had a war that lasted for a hundred years. The mountains and rivers were broken, and many great powers fell. That place was also called "Nanxu Continent". The country is the mainstay, the folk customs are tough, the forces are separated, and they fight against each other endlessly.

Yao Da turned around and asked, "Which fellow Taoist has captured a living prisoner?"

Previously, he was only focused on chasing and killing the thief, and the magic treasures were thrown away fiercely. How could he care about the life and death of the thief?

A person who fell behind shouted: "I was lucky enough to find someone alive."

He raised a huge oilcloth bag in his hand.

He Guangjun recognized him as a self-sufficient cultivator from the Yulong Temple in Da'an Dynasty. He had dealt with him before, and he had some acquaintances with him. A smile appeared on his face: "Fellow Daoist Ma is lucky. The captives are borrowed from us, and we will return them in due course."

The Taoist surnamed Ma hurriedly said with a smile: "You don't need to return it, Daoist He just takes it for use."

The merits of a living prisoner cannot escape.

Leaving manpower to clean the battlefield, count the casualties and losses, and do the finishing work, He Guangjun and Shi Yin invited Yao Ba to return to the top of the reef in Fangshi to interrogate the prisoners, and wait for the reinforcements from the east and west continents to arrive before making further plans.

He was robbed by the forces of Nanyuan Continent, and he went back without discussing revenge, wiped out the gang of thieves who stole some treasure, killed chickens and terrorized monkeys, and Dongyuefang City will have no peace in the future.

Zhang Xuanan guarded the old man's body and didn't go anywhere until the monk who guarded the square showed the warrant of He Daochang before handing over the body. His face couldn't hide his excitement and excitement, and he flew quickly in the direction of Xianling Trading Company.

I don't know what happened to Lao Ye and the others?

Chapter 709 It's Not Interesting to Win Your Own People

There are monks talking loudly about chasing and killing the thieves everywhere on the street, and most of them look uplifted, chatting and joking about the ugliness of the thieves when they ran away in a hurry, secretly showing off their bravery.

No one mentioned Qi Pan, who dared not move when he was intimidated by the thieves. It's worth not mentioning such scandals.

Henry Zhang raised his chin to face the person, squinted from the corner of his eyes, and flew quickly at low altitude. The stone chips and dust on his hair were not taken care of, and all the shops in the city that were not bombed were flickering with protective formation fluctuations. , it will not be undone and dispersed.

He rushed into the Faerie Firm that was not affected by the east street.

There were no guests in the lobby, and four or five guys were packing up the items that fell from the shelves, sweeping the floor, wiping and tidying up the shelves, joking about the scary robbery scene before, and making fun of each other who almost peed their pants in fright. When Zhang Xuanan entered the door, someone called "Senior Brother Xuan'an", some people still call him "Second Shopkeeper".

"Where are shopkeeper Shen and shopkeeper Ye? Haven't they come back yet?"

Zhang Xuanan asked worriedly, flying all the way from the street, he heard that the thieves had ambushed the corresponding fourth-order demon cultivators in the sea, and launched a sneak attack, killing seven or eight chasing monks and injuring many.

"The two shopkeepers went after the thief..."

One of the guys laughed, and before he finished speaking, two people walked in from outside the Huangmeng formation.

It was Shen Shan and Ye Weiyin. When they saw Zhang Xuan'an's body in a state of embarrassment, he didn't know where the mud, sand and stone powder were rubbed off. Ye Weiyin laughed and said, "Oh, Xuan'an, haven't you left Fangshi? Which hole did you hide in to make you so embarrassed? I didn’t seem to see you, little sword cultivator, when I chased and killed the thief earlier? "

When two old friends met, they felt uncomfortable without hurting a few words.

Seeing that the two of them were unscathed, Zhang Xuanan felt relieved. He had been feuding with Ye Weiyin, No.1 of the fourth batch of disciples for a long time. I once shitted at the door of the bedroom very badly to disgust the other party.

When he was young and naughty, he did many embarrassing things in retrospect, and he was still complacent at the beginning.

Being able to grow so big without being beaten to death is all thanks to the honest folk customs of Xianlingguan.

"That's right, I drew my sword and fought three hundred rounds with the fourth-rank thieves. I bravely killed the thieves at the foot of the rocky mountain. I wasted time and didn't have time to clean myself..."

Zhang Xuanan changed his face and boasted, and said triumphantly.

"If you don't brag, you will die."

Ye Weiyin despised him, how many fourth-order thieves came, who didn't count them?

As calm as Shen Shan, he also laughed, thinking that Zhang Xuan'an was joking. This kid has funny words, and he usually likes to joke. He said: "Xiaoye and I just came from Cyclamen. The previous four-level demon cultivator blew himself up. Cyclamen, who had time to fully activate the formation, shook off a lot of wall dust, and shattered a lot of window lattices. It will take time to restore, so let's not trouble them, and set up a table in our backyard. You see off."