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Whether it's lengbao, Fan Jian, or Mu Shishi, his mouth is open at this moment.

They saw that at this moment, a strange flame suddenly appeared on Jing Yunxiao's body. The flame was constantly burning, which made the whole person of jingyunxiao suddenly become a big fireball.

This is not the most amazing.

The most amazing thing was that the flames were burning the blood around them.

Before that, it was also clear that the fierce blood gas spear was disappearing at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"What is he doing? Why can I burn my Qi and blood? "

Fan Jianmu gaped.

Dark magic skill.

This is the most mysterious set of martial arts in the dark feather hall.

Only the core disciples of the dark feather hall can be contacted.

Fan Jian has been practicing for half a year, but he only touches the threshold slightly, which is not really learning it.

But even if you touch the threshold, the effect of dark magic skill is also very significant.

Because this set of dark magic skill is to use oneself to release the strong blood gas as a lead, and then suck out the blood gas of all the people within a certain range, and all the blood gas is condensed together to create an incomparable attack.

This move, the clan has a regulation, can not be used at will.

In the past six months, Fan Jian has only used it once.

But that time, let Fan Jian taste sweet.

Because it was with this set of dark magic skills that he made a tie with a core disciple of the second level of Lingwu realm in tianhuomen.

How difficult it is to cross the level to challenge in the course of martial arts.

How exciting and exciting it should be to be able to share the strength of the first level of Lingwu with that of a second level of Lingwu.

This is the reason why Fan Jian thought that Jing Yunxiao would die.

But now, everything has changed.

He did not expect the results, but it seems to be moving in the opposite direction.

The blood drawn by the dark magic skill is constantly burning, and it becomes more and more thin, and its attack becomes weaker and weaker.

Fan Jian's whole face is like a stinking ditch. It's as ugly as it is.

This is the first time that he has been in the underdog position before he has made a full move.

"The rage of the gun king, go to me."

Fan Jian originally wanted to build up his strength, but at this moment, where is the bottom of his heart.

He was furious and stormed out the attack.

He wants to take advantage of the offensive has not been burned out, directly give Jing Yunxiao a heavy blow.

But it didn't work out.

After the gun King's anger blows out, the closer you are to the close-up Yunxiao body, the more quickly the package's blood will burn. When the Dao attack falls on Jing Yunxiao, its power is less than one tenth of that before.

"Bang bang."

Just like tickling, the attack had no effect on Jing Yunxiao, and then it completely disappeared.

"Damn it."

Fan Jian slammed his fist on the boulder behind him, directly smashing a big hole out of the boulder.

"It's amazing."

Compared with the chilly Fan Jian, Jing Yunxiao seems to be much smoother.

Just now, the opponent releases his blood. Although he constantly sucks and pulls out his own blood, when Fan Jian's Qi and blood touch Jing Yunxiao's body, it is burned directly by the imperial fire hidden in Jing Yunxiao's body, which turns into a stream of martial arts essence and rushes into Jing Yunxiao's body. Jing Yunxiao immediately knows that he doesn't need to start this time.

Immediately, he directly released the emperor's fire body, and let the bear emperor fire quickly burn his blood. In this way, both of them not only let the other party's offensive break itself, but also made their own body get nourishment.

It's killing two birds with one stone.

No.

It's killing three birds with one stone.

The third is to take Fan Jian's life.

"Right now."

Jing Yunxiao saw the right time.

Jiuyou startles Hongbu.

Light the sword in the breeze.

With a set of powerful steps and the most primitive moves, Jing Yunxiao turns into a breeze and rushes towards Fan Jian, who is a little dazed.

"Ah."

There was only a scream, and there was a mark in Fan Jian's throat, and Fan Jian's body fell down towards the rear.

Although the fallen Fan Jian was not dead, if he did not stop bleeding, it would not be long before the blood would be exhausted and the people would die.

"No, don't kill me. I beg you, don't kill me. "

Fan Jian is terrified.

He seems to have forgotten the pain and begged hard. There is only one devil in his eyes, that is, Jing Yunxiao.

And as he kept talking, his body kept shaking, and the blood flow at the sword mark became more fierce.

"Stinky boy, let me have Fan Jian."

The cold bag was in a hurry and yelled.Jing Yunxiao gave a cold smile, and then he not only did not let Fan Jian go, but also stepped on Fan Jian's heart with one foot: "at this time, you dare to yell at me. I hate such an impolite person most."

"What do you want?"

Lengbao wants to make a move. In fact, when Fan Jian shows his dark magic skill, he plans to do it.

However, Mu Shishi has been staring at him. Once he does, Mu Shishi will definitely stop him at the first time, so that he has no chance to do so. Lengbao has no choice but to give up recklessness.

"Give me my sword."

Jingyunxiao is a decisive tunnel.

As a matter of fact, he could kill Fan Jian as long as he had more strength in his hand, but he didn't do so just for now.

"You let people go first. As long as you let them go, I will return your sword to you immediately."

Cold bag compromised very quickly.

It's not his fault. Even if he delays a little more, he may let Fan Jian die.

It is worth while to exchange a useless broken sword for Fan Jian's life.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Give me your sword first, or you'll just tear up the ticket

Jing Yunxiao was not frightened by the cold bag, but returned with a firmer and more domineering tone.

Finish saying, Jing Yunxiao foot on the strength of a few minutes more.

Fan Jian struggled for a while, and the blood at the sword mark had already overflowed from the previous little bit to a gush now.

Lengbao couldn't see it anymore. He threw the ice plume sword into the air and to jingyunxiao.

Seeing this, Jing Yunxiao trampled on Fan Jian's chest with his toes, which broke his heart into pieces. He jumped up and went to pick up the ice feather sword in the air.

He doesn't want Bingling to be hurt a little more.

But at the moment when he jumped up and caught the ice feather sword, lengbao started.

Lengbao's body moved, like a ghost, in an instant, it disappeared in place. When Jing Yunxiao can see clearly, lengbao has already jumped to Jing Yunxiao's body. Facing Jing Yunxiao's forehead, a planned fist is thrown out.

Protected by Mu's poems, lengbao had to use this unexpected means.

Once Jing Yunxiao is dead, even if Mu Shishi intends to protect him, he will be helpless.

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