Chapter 1541

The magic gun thrown out by Mu Xue is similar to the magic weapon of Fengyue old devil, but its power and breath are quite different.

This gun is a magic weapon made by Fengyue old devil for muxue. It must be much better than ordinary top-level ancient treasure.

When he saw the white face of the horse, he couldn't help but see the white face of the horse.

Facing the storm, the white brocade handkerchief rose to hundreds of meters wide and covered the incoming magic gun with lightning speed, so as to defend most of the impact force.

"Hiss!"

However, the pockmarked elder underestimated the power of Mu Xue's magic weapon. The brocade PA was torn by the end of the magic spear, and the magic gun wrapped in the brocade PA had the potential to rush out of the brocade PA.

Seeing that his top-level ancient treasure "yuanpa" was torn by a magic gun, the pockmarked old man was frightened and his flesh hurt. He yelled at another black faced old man: "second brother, what are you still in a daze? Do it now!"

"I know, big brother!"

The black faced old man stares at Mu Xue's towering chest and snow-white legs, and laughs obscenely, presenting an ancient treasure in the shape of a fan.

"Gold silk fan, open it!"

Black face old man's mouth issued a low drink, fan magic weapon slowly open.

"Whew, whew!"

Suddenly, a large number of golden silk thread, like a huge net, covered the whole man of muxue.

Mu Xue's pretty face changed color. Before she could react, her whole body was firmly bound by the dense golden silk thread, unable to move, and even the spiritual power was seriously hindered.

The bloody magic gun, which was originally about to pierce qianyuanpa, lost its power and fell to pieces.

"No!"

Mu Xue's heart is not good, she tried to struggle, but is unable to get rid of these golden silk thread.

"Ha ha, my second brother did a good job." The pockmarked old man saw the delicate appearance of Mu Xue being bound up, rubbed his hands excitedly, and rushed toward muxuefei like a wolf.

"Big brother, we can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Let's take this woman away first."

The black faced old man said so, and rushed to the past, ready to touch two more.

Seeing two wretched old men flying over, the rest of the yuan infantile friars in the battlefield fell into a burning battle, and could not help themselves.

Mu Xue's pretty face is white, and her delicate body trembles slightly. She would rather die than be humiliated. She is preparing for Yuanying to leave the body.

"Shua Shua!"

In the distance, several sharp golden sword lights suddenly flew, cutting off the golden silk thread tied on Mu Xue's body.

The gold fan in the hands of the black faced old man roared and cracked directly.

"No, my golden silk fan!" The black faced old man gave a violent drink, showing the expression of extremely painful flesh.

Mu Xue regained her power of action, and her white neck exuded sweat. She was still in a state of palpitation. She did not have time to see who saved her life. She cried out: "thank you for your help, little girl."

"Who? How dare you destroy my good deeds and my ancient treasures The black faced old man was furious.

"Die!"

In response to him is a lightning storm like a wave, which strikes at the black faced old man with an almost eerie speed.

On a closer look, the red gold lightning storm was formed by a large amount of sword light.

"Second brother, be careful!"

The pockmarked old man gave a heavy drink, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

A thunder sounded, and the black faced old man was strangled by the lightning storm formed by the nine Li sword array, and his body collapsed into a blood mist.

Seeing the black faced old man face to face, he was killed. The pockmarked old man was scared out of his wits.

Mu Xue also widened her eyes, and her pretty face was full of shock. In the current battlefield, even xuanyuanhong, the most powerful, is not able to kill the friars in the early days of Yuanying so easily?

Yuan Ying, the black faced old man, flew out and ran away in terror.

The pockmarked old man was about to escape when a young man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of him, summoned 81 sword lights and directly attacked him.

"Not good!"

The pockmarked old man took a breath of cold, and immediately offered the broken yuanpa to protect himself in front of himself, trying to resist the attack of these strange sword lights.

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

"Boom

Yuanpa was crushed into powder by a large amount of sword light without supporting for half a second.

Then, 81 sword light toward the pockmarked old man hanged.

"Ah

The pockmarked old man had no resistance, so he was strangled to pieces by sword light.

After the young man in white killed two people, he looked back at Mu snow.

"It's you!" Mu Xuejiao's body trembled, frightened and angry.

Didn't Shen Lang disappear six years ago? Why suddenly appeared, cultivation also broke through the middle of Yuanying!This man had done some things to himself, muxue can't forget, always think back always shy and angry.

Shen Lang saved the life of Fengyue old devil. Mu Xue's resentment against him is not so strong, but can't be forgotten.

"Miss muxue, Shen saved you once today. You and I are not in debt." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Asshole, you save me and you insult me are two different things, I will not admit it!" Mu Xuejiao drank, her pretty face turned red, and her mood suddenly became excited.

Shen Lang is a little speechless, and this woman is too keen. He did do some very excessive things to Mu Xue, but Shen Lang thought that he had made up for it.

Maybe for mu Xue, Shen Lang can never make up for something.

"Let's talk about it later. Shen first cleaned up these Donglin people."

With that, Shen Lang rushed into the battle group and took the lead in flying towards Jiang Hai.

Jiang Haizheng offered a magic weapon to fight with an old man with a scar on his face.

Although Jiang Hai's magic power is not weaker than the other side, he is more than 930 years old. He is not as strong as the other side in both physical and internal spiritual strength, and the situation is one-sided.

Seeing that this elder martial brother's situation is not good, Shen Lang rushes forward quickly. With his right palm extended, an ice crystal Hill rotates in his palm at a high speed.

"Bingpo mountain, go!"

Shen Lang murmured and threw the icy Soul Mountain in his hand towards the monk who had a scar on his face in the early days of Yuanying, and played a spiritual power.

"Hum!"

The ice Soul Mountain suddenly expanded and turned into a kilometer high ice crystal mountain with cold light everywhere.

"Ice Bingpo mountain

Seeing the ice crystal mountain coming, the old man with scar was scared and his scalp was numb. The monk of yuanyingqi who was facing the East naturally knew Bingpo mountain, one of the three most precious treasures in the East.

Scar old man had no time to think about why Bingpo mountain was in the hands of Yunjian people. He panicked and offered magic weapons in an attempt to resist the impact of Bingpo mountain.

However, the mountain was not shaken by the ice.

Then, the old man felt the terrible power of ice Soul Mountain from zero distance, and his body was crushed into ice.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, toward the nearby Jiang Hai clasped his fist and laughed: "elder martial brother Jiang, long time no see."

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