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"Isn't it that there is only one staged monk?"

The sharp mouthed friar called out to the leader uncle Jin angrily.

"Hum!"

The fierce warrior here also snorted in response.

"Damn it!"

Cheng Fei has a soul swallowing sword in his hand, so he blows at the strong monk.

"Bang!"

The evil spirit friar does not fear to swing a fist, will Cheng Fei's one blow to scatter.

"This guy is distracted

At this time, Huang Chong looks at Cheng Fei and Sha Qi friar, and his face has already turned pale.

At this moment, he finally knew why the leader uncle Jin turned to him instead of himself.

"Hum!"

At this time, uncle Jin's face became serious.

"Let's make a quick decision!"

Looking at the opposite, the friar whispered.

"Well, do you really think you are saved?"

A trace of irony flashed across the slender monk's face.

"Dark night and sky curtain!"

The environment around him was gradually shrouded in black mist, and his figure was invisible.

"Dark energy?"

Uncle Jin, the leader, looked at this scene with a trace of solemnity on his face.

It seems a little difficult.

"Cut with fire!"

Uncle Jin's hand moved, and a bloody sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the figure flashed, it attacked the thin friar, and the bloody flame spread across the whole sky in an instant, just like the arrival of a flame hell.

"Well, it looks good."

The sarcastic words of the little friar came from the black fog.

"Bang!"

The huge flame knife collides with the black fog, and sets off boundless smoke and dust.

"Hum, even if your attack is fierce, then what? If you can't attack me, everything is in vain!"

The black mist gradually enveloped uncle Jin.

"I don't know how to live or die!"

Uncle Jin looked at this scene, and a trace of irony flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!"

On this side, Cheng Fei collides with Sha Qi friar again.

"Damn it!"

Cheng Fei feels the injury on his body and shows a wry smile on his face.

"He's got better. It seems that he's going back again today."

"Well?"

Looking at the blood on the corner of Cheng Fei's mouth, the evil spirit Friar's eyes also flash a trace of cold.

"Are you still hurt?"

"You can see it!"

Cheng Fei looked up at the evil spirit monk on the opposite side, shrugged and said.

"Do you despise me? If you get hurt, you'll fight me! "

There was a trace of shame and anger on the monk's face.

"What do you think? It's almost the same, but that's what it means

Cheng Fei plays a low-key force.

"Cut!"

"Brag!"

The voice of Huitian tower and Tongtian tower sounded one after another, showing disdain.

"Or what else?"

Cheng Fei reluctantly responds in the sea of spirits.

"In that case, I'll send you to hell!"

The evil spirit monk looks at Cheng Fei with a murderous face.

"We are so bad!"

Cheng Fei reaches out to stop friar Sha Qi's attack again.

"What?"

The evil spirit friar heard Cheng Fei's words and said.

"I mean, it's not good for us to fight and kill. Just calm down and have tea and see if they can't fight?"

Cheng Fei signals to Uncle Jin and the lean friar.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"The bloody devil cuts!"

The evil spirit Friar's figure moves and bombards Cheng Fei again.

Seeing that he can no longer delay time, Cheng Fei is helpless to wave his hand. It seems that he still has to do it!

"In that case, let's have a good one."

The smile on Cheng Fei's face is also slowly converging.

"Nine sword rhyme!"

Cheng Fei's figure flashed rapidly, and a boundless and sharp breath came into being.

“**！”

Everyone at the bottom is watching the fight here.

"The sharpness of gold!"

Cheng Fei's soul swallowing sword flashes in his hand, and a sharp sword Qi cuts to the evil spirit friar who is facing him.

"Hum! A little bit of work! "

Cheng Fei feels the influence of the evil spirit of the monk on himself and flashes a sneer.

A strong vitality surging out of the body, covering the whole body.

Yes, even the vitality of the wood on the Qingyang Sutra.

"Bang! Bang! BangThe magic soldiers in two people's hands hit each other fiercely. The collision again and again caused the vitality of heaven and earth to burst.

"Bloody Cross cut!"

"The law of thunder has no equal sword meaning!"

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"The sword of thick soil - lift heavy as light!"

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"Ice sword of water - stormy waves!"

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"The sword of wind - the wind dominates the world!"

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Cheng Fei uses the nine sword formula in one form, which is perfect and lethal.

The evil spirit friar here has long been suppressed by Cheng Fei. He can't attack. He can only defend passively.

"* *, not yet!"

Cheng Fei takes a look at the battle from the corner of his eye while attacking.

At this time, uncle Jin and the thin friar are still in the struggle, and have not solved him.

Seeing Cheng Fei's eyelids jump, he knows what his condition is now.

"I can't hold on to it!"

Cheng Fei's face burst into tears and laughter. Should he put himself in this way today.

The fierce attack just now is just Cheng Fei to cover up his weakness and fight for time for uncle Jin. But now it hasn't been solved.

"Horse. It's done

Cheng Fei looks at this time already aware of his lack of stamina. A trace of coldness flashed on the monk's face.

"Give me the poison book!"

Cheng Fei drinks a lot!

See in Cheng Fei's body emit a green smoke, winding its body.

It's not a simple thing to look at.

"Hum! Evil ways

The evil spirit monk snorts coldly and attacks Cheng Fei again.

"I see how long you can last!"

This makes Cheng Fei want to scold the street!

"Don't hurry up, I can't hold on!"

Cheng Fei shouts to Uncle Jin.

"Well?"

Seeing the blood on Cheng Fei's body, uncle Jin is also pumping from the corner of his mouth. He thinks.

But this guy is like a loach, which is hard to catch.

"Haha, your companion will not be able to hold on, even if you are going to die!"

The shriveling voice of the lean friar sounded in all directions within the mist, irritating but unable to find his place.

"Bang!"

Uncle Jin resists a sneak attack with a wave of his long knife, and the corner of his mouth rises slightly.

"Can't help it at last?"

At this time, uncle Jin is completely closed eyes, relying on the feeling to resist the monk's attack!

"War!"

"Kill!"

The attacks spread out into the fog.

"Damn it!"

The little monk's figure was forced out of the fog, and his face was gloomy.

"Thousands of killers!"

Uncle Jin's face is still indifferent, without any expression.

In his hands, countless swords were cut out and surrounded by the short friars.

"Well, even if you can force me, what can you do for me?"

A little disdain flashed across the short monk's face.

"Shadow kill!"

At this moment, the dwarf friar differentiated into countless shadows, avoiding the blade and killing uncle Jin.

Both of them are full of murderous moves. They are awe inspiring.

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