The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

The golden wings in Feng Qian's hand reappeared. Looking at the corpses that kept rushing towards them, he shouted angrily, "All of you, die!"

The wings in his hands were like arrows, quickly piercing through the heads of the corpses, followed by the "bang bang bang" sounds of the corpses' heads exploding!

The black mist dissipated in the air, and the headless corpses all fell to the ground, completely unable to move.

This move of Feng Qian was much more powerful than the blood mist of human heads that he had blasted with his phoenix feathers last time. After all, phoenix feathers changed frequently, but wing feathers did not.

Meng Chun also used the first level of the Hun Tian Sword Technique, and wait a minute, a cold light flashed in his hand!

He moved quickly among the corpses. As the heads of the corpses were cut off one by one, Meng Chun had a new understanding of the first level of the Huntian Sword Art.

As he became more and more proficient in controlling the tenacity of the golden spiritual root, a corpse pounced from behind Meng Chun!

He used his spiritual power to give a flying kick, spun in the air, and then chopped off the corpse's head with his backhand!

Ah Shu had just whipped a corpse away when he saw Meng Chun's movements and immediately exclaimed, "How amazing! I'll do it too!"

As he said that, he quickly turned over and spun himself around, knocking the corpses that were attacking him from the front and back far away!

He came to Meng Chun and praised him, "How come you can do so many difficult moves?"

Meng Chun swung his sword in a flower pattern, and with a reverse sword strike, he killed the corpse behind them. "Of course, it's because I have a good waist!"

"Ah? Is this a reason?" A Shu scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"Of course! If you don't believe me, try it!" Meng Chun said confidently.

When Feng Qian retracted his wings, he saw Ah Shu and the other man fighting one in front and one behind, with such perfect coordination!

He immediately appeared in front of them and watched the conversation between the two. Feng Qian asked, "Little Chain, what's the reason?"

"Oh, it's nothing, nothing." Ah Shu waved his hand and didn't say anything more to him. Instead, he continued to fly forward and knock the corpses away.

Meng Chun didn't say anything, and continued to fight with the corpses with his sword!

Feng Qian was left alone, standing there in a daze.

But even though he wanted to figure it out, now was not the time to think about it. He Feng Qian once again joined the battle.

As time went by, the spiritual power in the three people's bodies was somewhat overdrawn.

But after killing for so long, they didn't even kill half of these corpses, but wherever they passed, there were basically broken limbs and heads.

Although this corpse is quite powerful, it is impossible for him to compete with three normal people with just his martial arts skills.

So this battle was simply a one-sided massacre by Meng Chun and his men!

After Meng Chun finally killed the corpse in front of him, he really had no strength left.

The spiritual power in his dantian was already showing signs of depletion. When Emperor Zhao realized that he was out of strength, he immediately appeared behind him and supported him.

Feng Qian and Ah Shu also returned to their master's side. The rest of the dead bodies continued to crawl over from the pile of corpses, constantly making a "ho ho ho ho ho!" sound from their mouths.

Emperor Qian looked coldly at the corpses rushing towards them, his tone icy and with a hint of impatience, "Shut up the noise."

As soon as she finished speaking, a vast and powerful cyan spiritual energy burst out from her body! Before the corpses could even reach her, they were all killed by this power!

Within a radius of 100 miles, all the dead bodies had their heads chopped off and were kneeling on the ground.

As if surrendering, even the strange forests around were not spared and were all cut in half by this force!

After Meng Chun used a body cleansing technique, he turned around and hugged Di Qi, "Senior, I'm so tired..."

Seeing this, Feng Qian showed an expression of disbelief and even a little disgust on his face.

no? !

You weren't like this just now?!

How did you do that?!

Just because you say you are weak, you become weak?!

Ah Shu glanced at Meng Chun in his master's arms, scratched his head, and asked very seriously, "Are you really tired? But I still want to... Uh! Uh... Uh..."

Feng Qian quickly stepped forward and covered his mouth, saying, "If you have anything to say, we can talk about it later. He is tired now, so let's not disturb him and the master."

Emperor Qian hugged the person in his arms, glanced at Feng Qian indifferently, and gave them some recovery pills.

He didn't continue to care about them, but just lowered his head and fed Meng Chun another soul-restoring pill, "If you are tired, take a good rest."

"Okay." After taking the Huiling Pill, he felt that the spiritual power in his dantian had recovered a little.

As long as he had spiritual power, he could naturally eliminate physical fatigue. Meng Chun, who had been leaning obediently in Di Qi's arms, became a little restless at this time.

He kept rubbing left and right in Diqian's arms.

"Let's go to the Black Mud Pond." Di Qi patted his back soothingly, then took his hand and walked into the depths of the strange forest.

Feng Qian and A Shu hurriedly followed. When they saw them holding hands, they both tacitly agreed not to look.

They didn't encounter anything along the way. Meng Chun was very quiet, only occasionally sticking close to Di Qi and acting coquettishly.

And Dizha has always been doting on Meng Chun, even if Meng Chun saw something strange, she would share it with her.

Emperor Zhao always stopped, listened to him carefully, and then responded accordingly.