Chapter 51

With the war between Bai Hongxiao and Tu Xin, the mountain where zhuoye castle is located begins to fall apart, and everything is like the end of the world.

Yi Xiaofeng and chenlan's five daughters came to an empty mansion courtyard.

The ground here is hard, does not crack, and suffers less vibration.

Of course, the main reason is that Bai Hongxiao and Tu Xin's ancestors have been fighting in heaven. Yi Xiaofeng can't catch their figure with his naked eyes, but can only feel their terrible momentum.

"Are you really a sword Saint disciple?" Chenlan looked at Yi Xiaofeng and couldn't help asking.

On the road, she wanted to ask, struggling for a long time.

After all, Yi Xiaofeng saved them. Would it be embarrassing to tear Yi Xiaofeng's disguise?

But she still wants to know why Yi Xiaofeng saved them.

Yi Xiaofeng said with a smile, "I wonder why I saved you? In fact, I'm destined for your Suxin palace. I've seen elder Wei Qixin. "

The five women of chenlan suddenly brightened their eyes.

There is still this relationship.

"Can you tell us why?" Chenlan asked.

Yi Xiaofeng didn't hide it and told her experience with Wang Yanran.

At this time, he must win over the disciples of Suxin palace. There are two days before the end of the script. The more his helpers, the better.

When Yi Xiaofeng finished, the five women were filled with emotion.

"I wondered why the elder brought his daughter back to the palace and claimed to have found his son-in-law." Chenlan sighed.

Wei Qixin has a daughter, which has caused great unrest in Suxin palace.

Yi Xiaofeng picked his eyebrow and said, "this has been spread in Suxin palace?"

"Yes, younger martial sister Yanran is so beautiful that all the sect disciples who came to visit want to climb high. In order to let her practice undisturbed, the elder specially told you about your marriage, but she didn't disclose your specific identity." Chen Lan nodded.

The other four women followed.

It's all about the young talents who fall in love with Wang Yanran at first sight.

Yi Xiaofeng has smelled the smell of dog blood.

Is it necessary for him to stage the legendary experience of the protagonist of a traditional fantasy novel?

Just then.

A sword roared, which made Yi Xiaofeng and others squat down. The surrounding courtyard walls and eaves were cut off directly. The dust was flying and the wind was raging.

Yi Xiaofeng looked up difficultly and saw two figures of staggered fighting methods in the sky, which were Bai Hongxiao and Tu Xin's ancestors.

The two masters have fought inextricably.

Bai Hongxiao's sword is powerful, but Tu Xin's evil magic skills emerge one after another. Neither of them can take advantage of it.

This is bitter for the gas refining friars of zhuoye castle.

The street collapsed and all the monks were hiding everywhere.

If it goes on like this, zhuoye castle will turn into ruins.

Yi Xiaofeng squints, still unable to see Bai Hongxiao's figure.

The sword saint is so fast!

"Maybe the sword saint can brush Tu Xin's ancestor alone." Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

Now think about it, this is the limit.

He kept saying he couldn't do it. He couldn't beat Tu Xin.

As a result, as soon as the fight started, he strongly suppressed Tu Xin's ancestor?

Since the two started fighting, Yi Xiaofeng heard the roar of Tu Xin's grandfather, but didn't hear Bai Hongxiao's voice.

This guy is really cold to the end.

When Yi Xiaofeng lamented the strength of Bai Hongxiao, the audience were also excited to discuss.

Bai Hongxiao and Wei Qixin also fought in Chunyang city before, but it ended too quickly. Bai Hongxiao didn't have such firepower, so this time Bai Hongxiao showed his real strength.

The hot search lists of major social media were slaughtered by sword Saint Bai Hongxiao.

If the sword master can end Tu Xin's ancestor, the situation of this script will be reversed.

But most people don't think it's that easy.

As they thought, the situation soon changed.

Bai Hongxiao suddenly stopped in the air. His forehead was sweating and his right hand trembled slightly. His whole palm had become dark and very frightening.

So is his left hand.

Tu Xin turned into evil spirit and wandered around Bai Hongxiao.

"Bai Hongxiao, you can't do it now?" Tu Xin sneered.

His voice is extremely evil, hoarse and cruel, which makes people feel palpitating.

Bai Hongxiao's face was cold. He raised his right hand hard and wanted to wave his sword again.

A huge palm made of magic Qi suddenly hit Bai Hongxiao.

Bai Hongxiao subconsciously turned around and resisted with his sword.

Boom!

He fell like a meteorite into the ruins of zhuoye castle.

"Ha ha! What about the swordsman? Bai Hongxiao! Proud, will you think of losing at my feet one day? Next, you will experience the real horror! "

Tu Xin laughed wildly. The laughter was deafening and resounded through the world.

The evil Qi condensed into a human shape, and it is still difficult to see the true face.

He held his arms high and the evil spirit rolled around him like a tornado.

Boom——

Zhuoye Castle shook violently, one of the streets collapsed directly, and huge trees and vines jumped out and danced wantonly, destroying the surrounding buildings.

Then a big tree rose up.

Its diameter is difficult to measure. Even Yi Xiaofeng, who is far away, can't help lifting his neck.

Under his gaze, the big tree twisted and grew upward, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the big tree rose into the clouds.

The branches began to sprout and blossom and bear fruit.

When the fruit opened, human corpses fell down, all of them had become dried corpses, and their heads were connected with vines and hung in the air.

Everyone maintained a look of pain and despair.

Looking around, there are countless mummies.

Boom——

Thunder clouds suddenly gathered, and thunders lit up Zhuo night castle, as if God was denouncing the tragedy.

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes widened.

This is

Colorful glazed tree?

The fifth daughter of chenlan was also frightened.

"This is..." chenlan muttered to herself, her face white.

Anyone who sees such a terrible scene will be frightened.

Tu Xin fell directly on a branch of the colorful glass tree. He was like an ant falling on the tree. In front of the colorful glass tree, he was as small as an ant.

"Where's my servant? Don't kneel down and worship your ancestors! "

"I'm the ancestor of Tu Xin!"

Tu Xin laughed wildly and was in high spirits.

A monk flew with his sword, suspended in mid air and looked up at the colorful glass tree.

The leader was a man in black robe. He was trembling and his eyes were full of fear. He said to himself, "Tu Xin's ancestor... How can it be... That's not a legend..."

In different places of zhuoye castle, some friars knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Tu Xin.

These are all demons, including players.

After the players chose to play for Tu Xin, they won the main task.

Some evil practitioners followed suit and wanted to please Tu Xin and obtain colorful glazed fruits.

"Let's leave quickly!" The dust orchid sank into a deep voice.

She has saved four Suxin palace disciples and doesn't want to stay and die.

As soon as her voice fell, countless bloody bats flew out of the colorful glass tree and flew in all directions. These bloody bats quickly turned into human shapes, like a fierce ghost flying out of the nine hell. They surrounded the whole zhuoye castle.

Now, even if the five women of chenlan wanted to leave, it was not so easy.