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While the four were still in shock.

Ying Tianmo was extremely painful.

How could he have been beaten so miserably as the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect at the ninth level of the dignified creation realm!

No matter how you cut it, you can't break this child's defense!

Although this child's strength is not fatal enough, after all, the realm is limited there.

But if the fist falls on the body too much, it is also very painful, and it will be fatal sooner or later!

And from time to time, there are sharp Gengjin swords coming from behind!

He suddenly felt that he was not fighting one person, but a bunch of people!

"Damn, to this demon!"

Ying Tianmo became more and more aggrieved, and suddenly wanted to shake Lu Xuan back.

But before he could finish speaking, Lu Xuan punched him in the mouth.

The blood-stained teeth flew out.

"Gengjin Sword Art, Destruction Style!"

The moment Ying Tianmo flew out, Lu Xuan's two fingers turned into a sword, and a hundred red-gold giant swords appeared behind him!

The strong and sharp aura seems to be able to tear apart everything!

"break!"

Hundreds of swords converged into a giant sword that reached the sky!

Towards Yingtian Mozhen to kill!

"Blood flame magic knife!"

Ying Tianmo stimulated his demonic energy and wanted to resist, but suddenly, a feeling of weakness surged through his body.

Got it!

Ying Tianmo paled.

The time for the increase of the secret technique is over!

Usually he would definitely remember, but today was so uncomfortable that he forgot about it unknowingly.

puff!

It was too late to raise his hand, Ying Tianmo was cut off by the waist, blood spilled into the void.

"Is it that simple?"

Lu Xuan was taken aback.

He didn't expect this sword to kill Ying Tianmo directly?

Arguably it shouldn't.

There is no reason why Ying Tianmo can't catch this sword.

boom!

Just when Lu Xuan was about to step forward to check.

Ying Tianmo's lower body exploded directly, turning into a boundless blood mist, obscuring his vision.

"Boy, wait for this demon, and one day this demon will come back!"

A voice full of anger and humiliation came from afar.

"As expected of the devil of Beiyuan, he can't die like this."

Lu Xuan sighed slightly and gave up the idea of ​​catching up.

The cultivation environment of Beiyuan Demon Xiu is very harsh, so this also makes their life-saving ability very strong, and it is easy to kill them.

And now he is not good at chasing the body technique.

Turning his eyes, Lu Xuan looked at the defensive formation below.

The four people inside should be the disciples of Ziwei Xingzong.

Thinking, Lu Xuan flew down.

At this time, the defensive formation has been withdrawn, and the four are standing in place.

One of them was staring at him.

Those eyes were so fiery that Lu Xuan felt a little hairy in his heart.

"Sister."

A female disciple behind him pushed Qiu Nanqing, motioning her to restrain herself.

"I'm sorry, it was the first time I saw such a beautiful body, I was a little lost,"

Qiu Nanqing reacted and hurriedly coughed, "Thank you for your help, I am a true disciple of Xingzong, named Qiu Nanqing, dare to ask your name?"

"Lu Xuan, from Donglinzong."

Self-reporting is a normal process.

"East Linzong?"

Qiu Nanqing's heroic eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

I don't seem to have heard of it, is there this sect in Daoyu?

Wait, there is such a sect, but it seems to be at the bottom.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is that this Senior Brother Lu's body lines are really good-looking.

One hundred people practising the same body exercise method, although the effect is roughly the same, but the appearance will still be very different.

This is mainly related to the practice method, the root bone and so on.

Some people will be strong like monsters, but some people will not, just like normal, and even look very beautiful, like sculptures!

"The devil didn't die just now, and he might make a comeback in the future. Your Purple Micro Star Sect may need to check it out."

Lu Xuan said, "By the way, he seems to be called Ying Tianmo."

"Hmph, that vile devil,"

Mentioning this incident, Qiu Nanqing clenched her fists immediately, "I was attacked this time. Next time I see him, I must make him look good!"

"Forget it, don't mention him,"

Qiu Nanqing looked at Lu Xuan again, her eyes burning brightly, "I take the liberty to ask, Senior Brother Lu, do you have a teacher's inheritance in your body training? So fleshly!"

"My sect master cultivates sword tactics, and this body training method is an opportunity encountered when going out to practice."

Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

Although Earth-level exercises are very rare, they are not so precious to the Ziwei Xingzong, one of the top four sects.

So it doesn't matter to be blunt.

And the word chance can be used to explain many things.

"I said, it's not like our Eastern Continent's practice, it's more like Western Buddhism, but it doesn't matter, all methods return, as long as it is easy to use. Many disciples of my sect also practice Buddhism."

Qiu Nanqing looked astonished.

"Well, shall we leave first?"

"Look for other disciples?"

Seeing that Qiu Nanqing was happy to see her and wanted to continue chatting, the female disciple behind her quickly stopped the reminder.

"Right!"

Qiu Nanqing patted her head.

When they came out, it wasn't just the four of them!

Everyone else was injured by the devil and couldn't keep up! *