Chapter 212

The purple light had already arrived in a flash, and they collided with each other. A steady stream of gray Xuanqi came out of Beikang's body, maintaining the operation of the bell, but it only blocked it. The next moment, it suddenly broke.

Yi Ziqi says "Zhen" in the middle of her mouth. The purple light passes through the bell in an instant. The bell just thinks about it and then falls from the air.

Beikang is more painstaking and fearless. In the imperial city and among his peers, although he is not the highest in cultivation, his background is behind him, and he is a tyrant in Beicheng. Where is such a crisis?

Yi Ziqi's face did not change, and she was still cold and arrogant. The clouds and mist rose at her feet, and the Xuanshen's power came out, which covered 300 people. In an instant, she moved to Qianzhang, and in front of Beikang.

"There are a lot of things to protect life, but that's enough." Yi Ziqi waved her sleeve and rolled out a purple light, which was like a strong wind towards Beikang.

This purple wind is completely released by Xuanshen Xuanli. There is no fancy. Everything is just in a flash. Yiziqi's speed is faster than that of Beikang. Before Beikang reacts, Zifeng rolls up Beikang directly, flashes the dripping sword in her hand, and cuts off Beikang's head directly.

A stream of blood spurted out from his neck, and Beikang's body was separated from his head.

"Want to go?" Yi Ziqi sneered, her figure flashed and moved to a hundred feet in front of her. There was another sword towards the void. The light of the sword flew by. There was a shrill scream in the void. She grabbed it with one hand and held a blood shadow in Yi Ziqi's hand.

"There is no one I dare not kill in Tiannan." Yiziqi said.

The blood shadow was ferocious and hesitated. I didn't know what to say, but I saw Yi Ziqi smile. The blood shadow turned into blood mist and burst out.

Three hundred demon soldiers, under the authority of Xuanshen, couldn't move at all. They watched their young master's soul disappear.

"This is Xuanying. I remember that if we meet him in the future, we must kill Xuanying, otherwise we will have endless trouble." Yi Ziqi pressed the cloud and said to song Tianxuan.

Song Tianxuan nodded. Although he had known for a long time that both Xuanying and Xuanshen could come out of the body and rebuild their bodies as long as they didn't die, it was the first time that he had seen such a battle from such a close distance.

He thought he was decisive, but yiziqi's action just now burst out that the person in front of him was baptized by blood.

"My son..." the North has no trace to drink a big, inside Xuan Qi is to raise a cent again, that silk blood vein link, in the North Kang soul of the instant then break to disappear.

"Suppress" North no trace hand suddenly appeared a small Ding, toward Nie Si Feng fly.

The three major generals, who had been seriously injured, were pale and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

This tripod was used by a powerful man in Ziyun Pavilion when he was in the middle of a robbery. Its defense is amazing. It still retains 50% of its power under the thunder robbery. It can be said that it is a remnant treasure.

But the remnant is also the object of robbery. Can it be resisted by a half step robbery?

He got this thing from Ziyun Pavilion for a long time. In order to prepare for the robbery, he can't beat Nie Sifeng now. The three people behind him are also seriously injured. If he delays like this, he will lose. This is the only way to take out the thing to press the bottom of the box.

Now he must finish the battle quickly. Maybe Beikang still has a chance of survival. Is Xuanying's early cultivation the defeat of Zhu Yan?

A few thoughts in my heart, three methods hit the small tripod, the small tripod dribbled around two times, instantly became bigger, tripod mouth down, toward Nie Sifeng launched a hurricane.

Nie Sifeng is one enemy of four. Although the other three are not high in cultivation, they don't have direct contact with him. He only enters the battlefield at the critical moment, which makes him very angry. He finally injures the three and kills Bei Wuhen. Unexpectedly, Bei Wuhen sacrifices this treasure again.

As soon as the hurricane came out, the surrounding air burst instantly, thunder roared within ten thousand li, dark clouds were dense, and the momentum of heaven and earth flew towards the tripod.

"Receive"

The North has no trace to hit a method Jue, is spit out a mouthful of blood essence, that Ding potential more victory.

Nie Sifeng didn't dare to neglect it. The thunder contained in it was the thunder robbery in the period of Dujie. Even though he was half way through the robbery now, he was injured after all. He had been fighting with him for a long time. How could he resist such power?

Heart next turn, body blink a hundred miles away, hands turn, a tricolor fan appeared in the hands, showing red, yellow, white tricolor.

"Three color treasure fan, your gentleman fan's skill. Today I'd like to see if it's your treasure fan or mine." North no trace heart unwilling, driving the huge tripod toward Nie Si Feng cover.

"Fire cloud"

Nie Sifeng, holding a treasure fan, poured the remaining quarter of his accomplishments into the treasure fan. With a cry, he fanned a fan towards the hurricane nearby.

In a tenth of an instant, Nie Sifeng's body moved out in a flash, but the original place was swept by the hurricane, and the shadow was directly torn to pieces.

At the moment when the fan came out, the red light faded, but it turned into a fire cloud, covering the whole sky. At that moment, the dark cloud dissipated and was replaced by the fire cloud. The fire cloud rolled, turned into a fire shadow, and rushed to the hurricane.

The contact between the two makes the sound of bursts of firewood burst through the sky.

The force of the hurricane is only 80%.

"Nie Sifeng's famous thing is the tricolor treasure fan. The first fan is Tianshi." Yi Ziqi looks at the fire cloud in the sky and explains.

Song Tianxuan looks at the endless red in the sky and is awed. This is the real magic weapon. His tricks are just children's tricks in front of him.

This is just the peak of Xuantong, which can create such power. How strong will the elders of the temple be?

The more you know, the smaller you feel. How comfortable it was to live in your own world? But it can't go back, can't go back to what kind of carefree life, the rest, only fight, only fight, can grow.

"Boom..." the earth trembled, and the violent shaking pulled song Tianxuan out of his meditation.

"This is the second one. It's the right place." Yi Ziqi watched the invisible force of the earth flying towards the sky, forming a light curtain between the hurricane and Nie Sifeng.

The force of a hurricane is only 50%.

Without hesitation, Nie Sifeng injected half of the remaining Xuanli into the fan, and the third fan came out. His body moved out in a flash, and a white light flew out, which turned into a vast expanse, catching up at the moment when the power of the earth dissipated.

"That's man and woman?" Song Tianxuan asked.

Yiziqi nodded: "yes, that's human and human."

"The sky is still red, the earth is still yellow, people are not dead, the weather is favorable and the people are harmonious. This third fan is not a single attack." Yi Ziqi seemed to know Nie Sifeng's moves very well, and continued: "it's the superposition of three moves, gentleman's fan, three fans to cut through the robbery, not to mention a 50% Lei Ding?"