Chapter 75

The little demon of Xianxia world (10)

At the end of the speech, Qi Yexiu and others who are ready to give the last blow step back, and others quickly step forward. Zhuji mountain's fighting style is mainly defense and long-range attack, while Fang's fighting style of undead mountain is mainly sneak attack.

They worked together and soon tied a magic dragon with a shining blue chain.

"Attack." At the command of Qi Yexiu, the others jumped up and used all their strength.

A series of swords and swords exploded on the magic dragon, but when the people fell down, they just injured the magic dragon. Moreover, because of the injury, it became more violent. With a flick of its tail, it directly threw several monks out of the attack range.

The other dragon over there seems to be controlled by some magic weapon, and it can't move. In front of it, there is a man in yellow, holding the formula, frowning slightly, obviously supporting. And a woman transfers her mana to the man, which makes the man feel better.

Other people also have eyes, have to protect the man's side, in case he was hurt by the demon soldiers.

"Elder martial brother, what should I do?" Jianyueer, Qi Yexiu's youngest sister, was timid, and her voice was trilling.

"Eyes." Lian Qiying shouts.

The sound cuts through the fight and reaches Qi Yexiu's ears through the roar.

Qi Yexiu looks at the furious magic dragon, shouts to step back, and then puts on his posture. I saw his sword and chest, cold in his hands, and the cold gradually shrouded the sword. Then he suddenly flew up and waved his sword away. It seemed that there was an ice colored dragon on his sword, whistling out, and the target was the eyes of the magic dragon.

The magic dragon waved his claws to snap it open, but his limbs were frozen. At this time, Qi Yexiu's sword, which was still shining with cold light, came to the magic dragon's eyes and stabbed him in. Suddenly, his body was stained with black blood.

Because of the severe pain, the magic dragon's limbs are out of the control of the ice. He takes a snapshot of Qi Yexiu. Qi Yexiu's sword is still in the magic dragon's eye. He reaches out to block it, but ignores the magic dragon's strength. One arm is folded down.

"Elder martial brother." Dongfang Tianqi shouts and flies up to help Qi Yexiu block the second strike of the magic dragon. Then he will be hurt because of the pain

Qi Yexiu is saved.

At this time, the magic dragon was still dying. Not far away, hansu drew his sword in an instant. When the sword came out of its sheath, it became extremely huge, comparable to a claw of the magic dragon. Hansu's sword is also another eye to directly attack the magic dragon.

Poof is the sound of blood spraying.

The magic dragon finally struggled a few times, then fell to the ground and never got up again.

"I can't hold on." Yelled the man in yellow, biting his teeth.

But at this time, Qi Yexiu, the most effective fighter, had lost an arm, and the other main fighting forces were also injured.

"This Taoist friend, you..." a monk next to hansu wanted hansu to help him clean up the magic dragon.

But hansu's hands were shaking, which made the Taoist friend shut up consciously.

"My sky splitting sword can only play such a great power once. It has used all my mana." Hansu's hand was shaking all the time. If it wasn't for the protection of several Taoist friends around, I'm afraid I would have been injured.

After half an hour of fighting, the monks have lost more than 300, and these demon soldiers can't be killed, on the contrary, the monks are more and more tired. And many monks also began to choose the newspaper group, back-to-back stand together. And the Yellow monk's face became whiter and whiter, and the woman behind him began to sweat. It was obvious that she could not be trapped for too long.

"Let's go first." These four words almost pop out of Qi Ye's teeth.

They fought and retreated. The demon soldiers seemed to be aware of the intention of these people, and the attack became more and more fierce.

The man in yellow yelled "be careful" and then suddenly stopped. Seeing that the magic dragon had no shackles, he chased the man in yellow. His mouth was wide open and his scarlet tongue could be seen.

Obviously, the Dragon knew that it was the man who had trapped him for so long.

Lu Qingwan and Lian Qiying are close to each other. The blue light in Lu Qingwan's hand flashes, and a sword light goes straight into the eyes of the magic dragon. The magic dragon turned his head for a flash, and the woman beside the man in yellow seemed to take something out of his arms and throw it at the magic dragon.

"Bang" is very powerful, and the most important thing is the thick smoke, which is very suitable for hiding the whereabouts.

"Go." Lian Qiying takes Lu Qingwan and follows the young master in yellow.

The woman beside the young master in yellow lost the same thing to other places. For a moment, the field was covered with smoke, and there were many demon soldiers killed and injured. While the monks began to flee now, but generally speaking, they also divided into three directions.After all, it's an illusion. As soon as the demon soldiers die, they disappear without a trace. Those who crush the jade card and those who don't have time to crush the jade card are also sent out, so you don't have to worry about tripping over the corpses on the ground when you run.

Lu Qingwan and Lian Qiying follow the man in yellow to a mansion, and there are many people behind them.

The man in yellow threw a few pills into his mouth, and his face turned ruddy in an instant. After all the monks followed him, the man in yellow took out his magic weapon again. Lu Qingwan saw that the thing floating in the palm of the man's hand was like a small clock, and his body was covered with a light golden light, The small clock suddenly became bigger, and then covered the house.

The man in yellow was relieved and said, "my golden bell can isolate the breath and play a protective role, so we are safe for the time being. Let's take a break."

Lu Qingwan knew who this man was, Shang Ren. His family's property was as rich as his country's. The reason why he was able to have a place in the monastic world was that his father was the leader of yupanshan, which was a place where weapons were specially made.

According to the information given by system A1, there are seven kinds of weapons in the world that were left in the immortal devil battlefield thousands of years ago, among which the blue sword ranks sixth. Shang Ren's gold depicting clock ranked third. And the chihualing of lianqiying ranked first.

Lian Qiying unties the belt of two people, and then ties back his waist carelessly.

"Thanks to my foresight." Lian Qiying said triumphantly.

Lu Qingwan sweeps around with Lian Qiying's eyes. Although many people follow, Qi Yexiu and others are not among them.

Hansu is panting. He is in bad condition. Yan Changyang may be the most accomplished person here, but his face is pale. He has no time to say hello to Lu Qingwan, so he sits on the ground to breathe.

Shangren went to Lu Qingwan and said, "thank you for your help."

Lu Qingwan also arched his hand, "hand lifting."