Beast,
After all, it's a beast,
Even if it is a divine beast, once it kills red eyes, it must not be measured by human thinking.
The girl was angered by Zheng Feiyue and moved to kill her. Tianfeng stopped her. Instead, it aroused the girl's disgust. A fire sprayed over and her feet were in chaos.
In an instant, there was chaos.
The girl's high fist is about to fall, and then Zheng Feiyue's head will pop like a watermelon!
At the critical moment, a space crack appeared around the girl without warning, and then 36 golden thin awns flew out of it and penetrated into the girl's body like lightning.
Hoo!
The powerful fist happened to stop in front of Zheng Feiyue's forehead and almost burst in situ.
Zheng Feiyue, who was trampled by the girl, grinned and murmured, "I really thought I was unprepared for going to the meeting alone? This set of nine curved soul fixing needles, which is specially sealed at Zhoutian acupoint, is the treasure of the town sect of a medium-sized sect. Don't mention you Kirin cub. Even if your father comes, he can't move in a short time!"
With that, Zheng Feiyue took out a glittering knife and inserted it into the girl. The hard animal skin couldn't stop the sharp knife. With a puff, the knife inserted it.
The name of God killing Sabre is exaggerated, but it is also the treasure of the town school.
Zheng Feiyue immediately smiled, glanced at the hurried Tianfeng three people on his head, licked the corners of his mouth, came forward happily and sucked hard.
"Zi ~"
What's the difference between the blood of divine beasts?
The biggest difference is not blood, but Qi.
A dense gas poured directly into Zheng Feiyue's body along his throat. At that moment, Zheng Feiyue couldn't help making a comfortable sound.
Ah~
I can't help thinking of running under the sunset that day
Take another breath.
Ah~
That is the lost youth
Third port
The third mouthful didn't come out. A force of rules from Yin to cold came and immediately shrouded Zheng Feiyue.
For a moment, he couldn't move.
At the same time, the girl who was "nailed" there by the Jiuqu soul fixing needle suddenly gave a loud drink, and the white gas steamed up on her head. She heard the "whoosh" sound.
Thirty six Golden fine needles were forced out.
However, the price is also huge. Zheng Feiyue's two people sucked almost one-third of her blood essence. This is no joke. It can be called breaking bones and muscles.
"Roar!"
With a roar, the girl has turned into a Kirin. The two long horns on her head are aimed at Zheng Feiyue, and she is about to go up!
Obviously, the children are angry and want to die!
However, the same overcast and cold strength shrouded her, and she couldn't move.
A white dress fell.
Hou xiaorou came down from the sky like a savior. The power of the Taiyin broke out completely. The surging fire in the field suddenly went out, and the three Tianfeng finally freed up their hands and feet.
At the same time, the wine Taoist also swept onto the stage. Without saying a word, he waved his broad show robe and shot a fierce light at Zheng Feiyue, who was "stiff" in place.
Bully the small and the old are unhappy.
Hou xiaorou frowned, waved her sleeve and stopped the fierce mang. Without waiting for the wine Taoist to make trouble, she arched her hand and said, "I'm rude, but this man can't kill!"
The wine Taoist stared at Hou xiaorou with fierce eyes. A moment later, he fell on the disciple.
He raised his hand and scattered the power of the Taiyin on the girl. After feeling it a little, he cried out painfully: "girl... How can I live!"
Looking at the girl, she was in a coma under the attack of anger.
On the other hand, in order to prevent the wine Taoist from killing people in anger, Hou xiaorou personally protected the party and retreated to the cage. As for Tianfeng and other Sanming elders, they vaguely surrounded the wine Taoist.
The wine Taoist priest fed a red pill into the disciple's mouth and said coldly, "get out of the way! I'm not going to force my hand and kill the person specified by younger martial sister Mingyue to catch alive."
"Offended."
Tianfeng arched her hands and motioned her companions to get out of the way.
The wine Taoist returned to the viewing table with the girl in his arms. Mingyue quickly apologized: "the devil is cunning. It is the elder below me who is not in good care. I hurt my nephew. Please punish me!"
Other bigwigs were also very good at it. They quickly offered advice. What they meant was that the Kirin cub only lost some blood essence, and his life was ok, so there was no need to investigate.
The wine Taoist forced a smile and said, "younger martial sister, don't blame yourself. Please be relieved. Since it's a fight, it will naturally hurt. The old Taoist is not such a unreasonable person."
"Not bad!" Liu Jianxian said, proud and agreed. "Ah Zhong was defeated by Xiao Lingli before, and I didn't say anything."
Uh~
Is this the same thing?
Sword Fairy, your way of comforting people is too blunt.
There was a burst of embarrassment on the viewing table. After observing the ceremony table, it was boiling on the plain!
Without him,
be snatched from the jaws of death,
It's too wonderful!
If standing on the table is an old devil with great cultivation, it's not worth making a fuss about what he did and defeated anyone.
No,
The so-called Tianzi devil has only a small role of refining God and cultivation, which is completely insignificant in the crowd, just like thousands of bottom friars. But it is this small role that repeatedly defeats the strong with the weak. Through various despicable but incredible means, he can save the situation again and again and turn defeat into victory!
A miracle happens once. It's a miracle.
When miracles happen one after another, the focus is not on the miracle itself, but on the people who create miracles.
Today, the devil of Tianzi brand really taught a lesson to the right people present!
……
On the magic cutting platform.
Zheng Feiyue, who took the blood essence of the divine beast, was in high spirits. Not only his injuries were gradually recovering, but his accomplishments were also rising.
The middle stage of returning to emptiness, the middle and late stage of returning to emptiness, the late stage of returning to emptiness, the peak of returning to emptiness!
The summit stopped at the peak of returning to emptiness.
Zheng Feiyue licked the corners of his mouth. He was very sorry and murmured, "almost. It seems that unless it is the blood of the great friar, there is no law to restore me to my peak."
This was heard by Hou xiaorou, who immediately frowned: "I remember the eight pole magic skill given to you by the master is not an evil skill that sucks blood essence. Why?"
"It's not a matter of skill." Zheng Feiyue showed a complex smile. "Jianghu is dangerous. What you see most of the time is not what it is."
This remark seems to point, waiting for xiaorou's eyes to flicker.
Zheng Feiyue shook his head and suddenly said, "we are also friends. For the sake of me chasing you back in those years, can you start gently?"
"What?"
Hou xiaorou was caught off guard by this sudden turn. She couldn't help blushing and shouted, "what are you talking about?!"
Zheng Feiyue didn't explain. He stepped into the border first.
He has also crossed the right path. How can he not know the thoughts of those big men under the stage?
Li Yun, Mo Beiting, He Zhong and Qilin cubs have failed one after another. The big men are holding fire in their hearts and naturally want to find the venue.
The only one left, and the one who can take the most hand, is the first disciple of the cold Star Palace, Hou xiaorou.
This battle is inevitable!