Feeling the overwhelming pressure, sang Xiaoyu and others began to look ugly. As for the people in Heifeng stronghold, and because of the array, and because of the poison cultivation, they didn't feel the power.
Zhao Jiuge's parents, environmental protection in front of their chest, stood by in the crowd and looked at the man. Poison training is really very powerful, but it also has its own weaknesses. So Zhao Jiuge wants to observe it, so he can understand it and aim at it.
"Do..."
The sound of a light chant spreads out. The elegant and cultured jade fan in his hand shakes away. Suddenly, the fan's face is full of color and emits an extraordinary flavor.
Since it's useless to talk nonsense, I'd like to talk about it with my fist. With the gentle man's action, several other people around him immediately moved. Sang Xiaoyu's brothers waved their long knives one after another, and the blade of the knife was lying in front of him.
And that beautiful woman in yellow Palace Dress, do not know when, more than a white ribbon, the white ribbon like a clever snake, gently swaying on her body.
The sword front is undoubtedly the one with the most steady and steady hand.
As for the hot tempered rough miner, he held a golden hammer with thorns in his hand. The hammer was shining in the sun with a dazzling light.
There are seven people with Mulberry fish. The breath on them has reached the peak. Six people turn into gods and one half step into spirit sea. For a time, the momentum is comparable to that poison cultivation.
Seeing this scene, the poison man's eyes showed a sarcastic look. How about the number of people? If you don't reach the spiritual sea realm, you will never realize the power of the spiritual sea realm. Just like if you don't climb the mountain peak, you will never experience the scenery on the mountain peak.
Seeing all the people in Heifeng stronghold, he decided to fight. The poison man didn't have any hope. He didn't want to kill him. He never knew how powerful he was. Thinking of this, the poison man's face began to turn cold, and his own killing intention began to flow.
And with the breath of the monk poison Zun becoming more and more dignified, the black mist around his body also became bigger.
"Then you will die." The poison man immediately drank, looked at the elegant monk man, burst out a strong intention to kill.
Then, with a wave of the poison man's black sleeve robe, a drop of black water appeared in front of him. When the sleeve robe was completely waved out, he quickly shot at the elegant monk.
"No, stop him."
When the poison man said that sentence, sang Xiaoyu had a bad premonition, so he immediately cried out, but it was still a little late.
Sangxiaoyu is undoubtedly the fastest one. When he is still shouting, he has already waved the whip in his hand. The cyan whip is particularly flexible in his hand. There is a whistling sound in the air.
Then, with the waving of the blue whip, a burst of blue light surged and was directly released. It blocked the scholar's body first. At this time, other people also reflected. For a moment, the sword spirit of Dao Gang surged, and colorful spiritual light burst out.
However, in addition to the Mulberry fish, other people's offensive, has not much effect, after all, that drop of black water drops, shooting out speed, almost in the blink of an eye.
"Bang."
The dull and crisp sound dispersed, and the blue light directly resisted the drop of black water, like a large blue net, trying to intercept the drop.
When the crisp sound dispersed, all the people could see that the blue light began to dissipate directly, and the drop of black water directly continued to go towards the scholar monk. Obviously, even sang Xiaoyu failed to intercept this attack. After all, the difference between the cultivation strength of half step Linghai realm and Linghai realm was not one and a half points.
However, it was sang Xiaoyu's quick reaction and a whip that saved the Confucian monk precious time and saved his life. Although the whip did not completely resist the drop of water, it also fought for a moment to stop the drop of water. It was this short time that made the Confucian monk get the response in advance He made a move.
The jade fan in the hand is full of brilliance. Immediately, he holds the jade fan and waves it one by one. All of a sudden, one after another, the blue aura is released. It is like ten thousand arrows at once, and the fierce attack can not be underestimated.
The body of his black-and-white ink-wash Confucian shirt is also full of aura. With his own spiritual power, he quickly and firmly protected himself. He did not eat pork, but also saw pig running. Looking at the signboard attack of the monk of Linghai realm, where did the Confucian monk dare to be careless, and sang Xiaoyu blocked part of the attack for him.
"Boom."
This time, the movement of the attack was much bigger than that just now, and it made a deafening sound. The attack of the refined monk was also easily dissolved, just like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.However, it is better to be dissolved than not to fight. At least, it can withstand part of the attack. The black water drops are still coming towards it, but the attack and power are obviously weakened.
"Bang."
The deafening roar just dropped, followed by a dull sound, only to see the drop of black water, directly hit the Confucian monk.
Then, the people saw the figure of the elegant monk and flew out directly. It was at least tens of meters away. He was lying in front of the main gate of Heifeng village. His body fell on the ground and raised a lot of dust.
The blue body protection aura around the elegant monk's body was directly covered by the black light, only slightly rippling for a moment, then the body protecting aura was broken.
The elegant monk's breath on the ground became disordered, but it didn't fall. At least in the spirit sea realm, he survived with a full shot. Just look at the wound, you can't recover without decades. Even the cultivation strength may fall. After all, it's not easy to recover if you hurt the body.
Many people in Heifeng stronghold can't help but look at each other. They don't understand how to fight each other. As soon as they fight, they lose their fighting power. Is it possible that the black robed old man opposite is really so powerful.
Even Zhao Jiuge, who was among the crowd, couldn't help raising eyebrows when he saw this scene. Anyway, sang Xiaoyu was also in the realm of spirit sea. Could this humble poison cultivation really be so powerful that under two successive attacks, he could seriously injure the Confucian monk. According to the truth, this is impossible, but now Zhao Jiuge is more concerned about this The refined monk doesn't know whether he is poisoned or not. After all, the poison cultivation can't be contaminated. I don't know when you will be on the road. Once poisoned, it will be troublesome.
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