Great Dao Commander

After Zhang Yan rushed out of the cloud-covered area, he closed the "Zaihe Qichun Mask" on his head, and attached the seed of Xuanguang to Jianmaru. Together with the light, he flashed out and returned to the sky again.

He stopped his shape, flung his robe sleeves, and hit the hammer with his head towards the monk holding the Guan Yun bowl.

The monk did not expect that Zhang Yan was still under siege.In a blink of an eye, he came to himself and saw a red sledgehammer flying towards him, and immediately knew that it was a magic weapon. Dodging, quickly put Guan Yunbo forward.

With a "Bang" sound, a huge force came, and the Yunyun bowl in his hand could not hold it, and immediately flew away.

There was a flash of light in Zhang Yan's eyes. He pointed to the front, and Xingchen Jianmaru followed him to kill him.

Seeing this, the monk exclaimed, "Master ..."

Before he finished speaking, a blue mang flashed from his neck, and his body suddenly separated and fell from the air.

Zhang Yan flew past the body of this person, waved his sleeves, shook Yuanling, and then reached out and dropped the Guan Yun bowl that he dropped, throwing it into the repair pocket of Qiankun, his expression lightly said: "Your brother can't protect himself How can I come to your rescue? "

After speaking, he slowly looked up.

Even though his eyes were calm, Han Quande, who was located above, could see that his heart was full of chill, and even the hand holding Zixinghe Yueluo trembled slightly.

I haven't even had a moment to fight with Zhang Yan. My side has already broken two people together. He knew it wasn't good. A sudden retreat broke out in his heart. With a wave of ribbon, a splendid cloud was sprayed as a cover.

Zhang Yan looked at his back, and there was a hint of playfulness in the corner of his mouth. He reached for it, and the wind-thunder fork that fell on the ground was taken into his hands by nothing, and he threw it into his cuff. Chase all the way.

His light was extremely fast, and after only a few breaths, he caught up.

Han Quande was secretly bitter, and he had the most headache when fighting with a monk who used sword pills. If such a monk helped one with a good sword pill, he quickly speeded up, came, said, and left, but if he is not careful, he will Lost his life.

I know it is so good, how dare he turn his back to Zhang Yan? He stopped his body in a hurry, shaking the straps desperately, so that he could give birth to pieces of colorful clouds, protecting himself all around him. At this time, he was no longer seeking meritorious service, but no fault, just to save his life.

Zhang Yan approached, Jian Guang closed, showing his figure. Seeing the situation in front of him, he smiled coldly, and the trick was stunned. Xing Chen Jian Wan jumped up from the air and fell down from above, and Ruyi Shenshuo was driven by him. After a circle, he ran back to Han Quande.

After Lin Lianfan confronted the enemy, the cooperation of these two things in his hands was extremely skillful, and he could attack and kill from all angles.

For a moment, two lights, one blue and one blue, chased and flew up and down around Han Quande, which forced him to do his best to urge Zixingheyueluo to resist.

However, although he looks extremely embarrassed, whether it is Ruyi Shensuo or Xingchen Jianmaru, he is indifferent to the splendid cloud belt. When he sticks it, it is not softly popped away. There is a lag between turns.

Han Quande shouted in Xia Guang: "Zhang Yan, you and I have no resentment, why do you have to fight so hard? If you let me go, I will naturally remember your benefits, and there will be supplementary reports in the future, otherwise I will accompany you to the end. See how you can help me! "

Zhang Yan smirked and said, "Do you think I can't take you?"

He reached out and summoned Ruyi Shenshuo back, and put the "Zhehe Qi alcohol mask" on the top of the sacrifice. At the moment, a ray of light hung down and covered the whole body. Then he stepped forward and stepped toward the thick one. Yunxia ran into it.

With a bang, Yunxia was scattered, and his eyes were suddenly empty, showing that Han Quande's horrified expression was too late to respond. A blue man flashed, and with a bang, the skull flew high. , Killed on the spot.

As soon as Zhang Yan waved his hand, Xingchen Jianmaru followed and twisted, they shattered Han Quande's Yuan Ling and the body together.

As soon as he knew the method, he recalled Jianmaru and saw that the purple star river Yueluo was slowly falling in the sky. He went up a few steps and copied it in his hand. He took a closer look and secretly said, "This thing is suitable for women. Use, I now have a lot of magic, it is better to take it back to Luo Daoyou. "

At this moment, if he looked distantly into the distance, there seemed to be a flash of light there, apparently a monk driving a flying boat and other instruments were coming here.

He looked slightly, and secretly said: "It is better to see who is doing the calculation."

按下 He pressed down on the cloud head and glanced left and right. He saw a pile of rocks not far ahead, and his eyes lit up. After taking a few steps, he hid.

It didn't take long for a flying boat to come over the sky, with two disciples in black robes standing on it.

One of them snorted and said, "Suitable people see the treasure here soaring into the sky, and there is a faint sound of killing. How come, but there is no more?"

The other person looked around and smelled again, and said in a deep voice: "There is a clutter here, and there is still a lot of blood. Someone must have fought here, maybe it hasn't gone far."

Just as the two were talking, suddenly there was a muffled sound in the sky, and they turned around and looked around, and saw a scarlet blood cloud rising from the distance, as if the sunset was shining, and even half of the sky was reflected in red. Eye-catching.

The previous man was startled and said, "It's the blood of Yunxun of my blood sect! I'm afraid it wasn't a fellow who intercepted the disciples of Huicang and asked me to wait for help."

Another said with a look of excitement: "I actually used Xunyun, and it seems that I have caught a lot of big fish. Okay! If I could wipe out all the disciples in this place, I wouldn't have to wait and search around."

"Exactly, go!"

The two of them flew into the boat, turned around and rushed to the place where the red light emerged, but disappeared after a short while.

Seeing the two leaving, Zhang Yan came out of the hiding place.He looked up and looked at the thick layer of blood in the distance. His face was thoughtful. After a moment, he shot a sharp ray in his eyes, raised his hand and put the sword pill. The sacrifice flickered, and it flew towards there.

He was extremely fast. After about half an hour, he saw the silhouette flashing in the sky in front of him, and his blood was soaring.

Came cautiously forward, he found a higher place to hide himself, and then looked at the field, only to find that actually eight **** disciples were surrounding Fang Zhen and a group of five people. The two sides were facing each other faintly.

Although the blood sect disciples predominate, they only released their own blood and walked around, but they were not in a hurry to do anything, but after a while, there were a few more people around, and the number soon exceeded ten people.

As soon as Xun Xunyun came out, their scattered colleagues came here.

Feng Ming looked at the increasing number of disciples around him, and said with anxiety, "Brother Fang, can you start now?"

But Fangzhen said with a relaxed expression, "What's the matter, wait, wait for a few more blood sect disciples to come and kill them at that time."

Feng Ming worried, "I'm afraid Brother Xie could not support them."

Fang Zhen gave him a glance, and said unhappyly, "Xie Zongyuan is a disciple of Xie's. Naturally there is a way of life-saving. Why do you need to worry? Moreover, in this plan, they will lead away that monk Xuanguang. We will leave The blood sect children were killed as many as possible. If there were too few people, wouldn't our original plan fail? You can take care of it, wait for a few more magical thieves, and I'll give you back in front of the Master. Work. "

Feng Ming hesitated, and then said: "Brother Fang, I and I are all in the magic cave, glory and glory, loss and loss, all disciples, even if it is not usually dealt with, but here we can no longer care about it, no more hands, I'm afraid that when Brother Xuanguang of the Blood Sect left Brother Xie here, I couldn't leave. "

Fang Zhen snorted, but he seemed to listen to Feng Ming's words. He reluctantly took out a three-foot gold ring and smiled coldly on his face. The disciple threw it.

血 The **** disciple saw this, and immediately took the 幡 flag in his hand to block it, but heard someone exclaiming, "No!"

The disciple hadn't responded yet, and I saw a fire man with a purple flame flashing from the golden circle. He fluttered on him like a spirit, wrapped him in immediately, and spun it in place. With a blast, the man was turned into a pool of ashes without even having a scream.

As soon as Fang Zhen gave a cold sigh, he raised his hand and called back the golden circle.

A blood disciple disciple shouted, "Careers, beware, this is the circle of the five fire gods, specializing in evil things, and the blood of the previous master is folded in this person's hands."

一 As soon as this sentence was spoken, the surrounding Blood Sect disciples all took a few steps back and spread out a circle, apparently they were quite afraid of this magic weapon. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

A mockery floated on Li Fangzhen's face, and he laughed, "Since I know that the treasures in my hands are great, let me die!"

He picked up the golden circle and threw it away, and threw it towards another blood sect disciple.

At this moment, a red light suddenly flew from a distance. He was unbiased and blocked on the way to the circle of the Five Fire Gods. Just listening to the sound of "Dangxi", the golden ring was shocked back.

Fang Zhen could not help but startled, looked up, and saw a monk wearing a blood coat standing in the field. The man was wearing a shawl, his face was handsome, but his nose was hawk, his eyes were gloomy, but there was no trace of blood on his face.

At a glance, the disciples of the Blood Souls all fell on their knees, respectfully saying, "Have met Master!"

Zhang Yan, who watched the battle in the distance, was shocked. Could this be the monk Huadan? However, a closer look reveals that although this person is no different from an ordinary person, his body is erratic, like a soul, and he immediately feels relieved.

Fang Zhen's face changed greatly at the beginning. Then he looked a few times, but laughed wildly and said, "Who is my Tao? It turned out to be a ghost of blood. If you come here, I will definitely die. But now you can't scare me. Why, you have forgotten that you had a hard time last time? "

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