Chapter 87： Decisive

芮 冷玉 returned to the entrance of the squadron, wielding a broken soul wand, blocking a group of ghosts, persisting for a while, eight loops, hurting the door and turning the door, all the ghosts were suppressed by the force of the array, disappeared without a trace .

Ye Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to take a break. He touched Qian Ying and broke free from Ye Shaoyang’s hands and flew away.

"Can't let her escape!" Ye Shaoyang shouted.

芮冷玉 pulled out the soul-killing gun, and shot it out with a shot. In the middle of Feng Xinyu’s back, the super-spiritual power was able to strike the smashing spirits of the devil, hitting her, actually just swaying and continuing to fly forward. However, this gun won the time for Qin Feng, launched the speed of evil spirits, rushed up and blocked Feng Xinyu.

"What about Xiaoyun?" Qin Fengdao, "I can feel that she is near here."

Feng Xinyu smiled coldly. "I will hand you Xiaoyun and let me go. Otherwise, I will let her fly away and die with me."

Qin Feng glanced, his face immediately showed a hesitant expression.

"Qin Feng, don't be tempted by her!" Yan Lengyu also lost his sense of proportion and nervously called. At this juncture, if Qin Feng fell to Feng Xinyu, everything was finished.

Qin Feng closed his eyes.

Feng Xinyu laughed and flew toward him. Suddenly, the power of evil spirits came out from Qin Feng and blocked her way.

Feng Xinyu smiled and froze, and sighed: "Do you really want her?"

Qin Feng opened his eyes and his voice was dull but firm: "I believe that Xiaoyun will support me to do this. If she is too big, she will wait for her to gather souls. For two hundred years, three hundred years, I can wait."

Feng Xinyu screamed, and the yin in the body soared and opened his arms. "Come on, let me see your millennium repair!" Raise the right hand, a black gas flies out, such as a poisonous snake, generally attacking the Qin wind. .

Qin Feng sleeves waved, did not retreat, rushed up.

The millennium evil spirits had a great battle against the Yinchao ghosts. Soon, the cold jade rushed up and joined the battle. One person, one ghost, one evil spirit, fight together.

Someone at the venue opened their mouths and watched this spectacular battle.

Feng Xinyu is not the ghost leader, but one enemy and two, still not falling.

Ye Shaoyang’s tongue, so repaired, if the real ghosts and corpses are one, become the ghost mother Raksha, then the three of them are together, not her opponent.

"Ye Shaoyang, are you watching us perform!" Yan Lengyu turned back and scolded Ye Shaoyang.

"Received, I am the protagonist." Ye Shaoyang has recovered some of this time, rushed to Feng Xinyu's body in front of him, sitting cross-legged, grabbing her hands, once again showing the Maoshan chasing soul order.

Feng Xinyu, who was in the midst of the war, was screamed and inhaled. This time, there were cold and jade and Qin Feng all the way. There was no chance of getting up to Xie Yuqing. The three souls and seven scorpions were inhaled.

Feng Xinyu's body suddenly opened his eyes, broke away from the shackles of Ye Shaoyang, stood up, and surrounded the body, began to appear a suffocating breath.

Yan Lengyu shouted: "Fast, she wants to be a ghost!"

Ye Shaoyang had been prepared, his hands were sealed, and he had read the fire curse. When he was in the time, the wormwood and reed leaves under Feng Xinyu burned up. With the position of gossip, eight flames burst out. Feng Xinyu’s face immediately showed a painful expression, but it was With a smile, open arms, with his own strong grievances, against the flames.

A fixed soul, falling from her, followed by the second...

"You can't trap me." Feng Xinyu said, concentrating on the third sign, carrying on the impact, falling quickly, then the fourth...

Qin Feng and Yan Lengyu looked at each other on the sidelines, but did not dare to go forward. The formation method has been completed. The only thing that can be controlled now is Ye Shaoyang. Others will only destroy the power of the formation.

Ye Shaoyang holds the seven-star Longquan sword, calmly looks at Feng Xinyu, slowly raises the sword, closes his eyes, and sings in his mouth: "The world is infinite, the Qiankun borrows the law; the law is born by the heart, the life is endless. The dragon fights in the wild, ten Everything is gone, Tianluowei, the mantle Moro..."

Feng Xinyu has already opened all the charms, hands clasped, and concentrated all the grievances in the body, facing Ye Shaoyang.

"Seven stars out of the sheath, 斩 诛 诛 ;; all evil spirits, turned into smoke! Taiyi Sanqing, rush as law!" Ye Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, the seven-star Longquan sword volley, with the strong grievances, Only a stagnation for a second, then opened from it, a sword light, along the heart of Feng Xinyu's head, straight down...

This sword is also almost exhausted by Ye Shaoyang's mana. The legs are soft and fall on the ground. Looking up, Feng Xinyu's body is split in half, and the blood is blurred on the ground. Her soul is still standing in the same place. The figure is close to transparency, leaving only a touch of faintness, and the belly clothes are broken, revealing a long **** wound.

This shows that her cultivation has been exhausted and shows her true body. Ye Shaoyang took a sigh of relief and stared at her and said, "Everything is over."

There is no more evil and hatred in Feng Xinyu's eyes, only despair.

After a long time, she murmured: "Yes, it's over, but I'm not willing."

Ye Shaoyang said: "What are you not willing to do, your enemies have been killed by you, and even you have been locked into a ghost array, suffering day and night, lasting for seventy years, you have any hatred, you should report it, you said You are not willing, who are innocent to be killed by you, who are you looking for?"

Feng Xinyu shook his head. "The enemy has already reported it. I have nothing to be unwilling. I have killed so many people. When I got to the yin, there are naturally all kinds of torture waiting for me. What makes me unwilling is... The wind lie to me."

She lowered her head and passed it for a while, murmured: "I remembered it as a demon, just for revenge, in order to kill the world, until I met the wind... I was willing to lay down my obsession and let go. Everything, just want to be an ordinary soul, follow him, he said that he will save me and take me away, but unfortunately, he will not go back."

Everyone is ashamed, face to face, the original wind and her, there is really a story, and is ... love story.

"A Maoshan Taoist, a female ghost, is it impossible?" Yan Lengyu said with amazement.

There are rules in the magical world. As long as it is a mage, no matter which one is sent, it must not be emotionally entangled with the genie. This is the most unscrupulous thing in the magical world. Not to mention that the wind is a disciple of Maoshan, the model of the road, so calm and cold, I heard that this kind of thing is not calm.

Ye Shaoyang smiled bitterly. "I believe it is true. This kind of thing can't be done by ordinary people, but the road wind is absolutely dry. He is the most deviant person from the whole gate, but he has been expelled from the division, he did things, and Maoshan. Nothing."

After that, Ye Shaoyang turned to look at Feng Xinyu and said: "I don't want to explain anything to the road, but he didn't come to you, probably not because he didn't want to come, but he went to a place, and this place would not come out. ""

"Where?" Feng Xinyu immediately moved.

Ye Shaoyang said: "The place where the Master of the World does not dare to go."

Feng Xinyu’s mouth grew slowly. “Is it... how do you know?”

"I guess, but 90% can be sure." Ye Shaoyang knows what she said, and Leng Yuyu and Qin Feng also know that there is only one place that can make the Master of the world dare not go.

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