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"Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?" Feng Yuhuan disdained to talk to them, shook the Canghan Fan in his hand, and five slender blades appeared on the fan surface. He flicked the fan forward, but he turned his palm and hit the ghost face Luo behind him.

Feng Yufei once said that the ghost-faced Luo and the jade-faced ghost are like the existence of one body and two souls. Others cannot easily separate them, but the two have the same mind and are dominated by each other. If you disturb one person's mind, the odds of winning will be higher, and the best one to conquer is the slightly weaker Ghost Mianluo.

After all, the jade-faced ghost had the corner of his clothes cut off before, and now he instinctively frightened when he saw the fan, and missed a full half-breath before intercepting the Canghan fan. Huan and Guimianluo have already played against each other two or three times, and the battle field has also changed from the air to the ground.

"Waste... waste, Lian Lian, baby, all, all... can't beat it!" The jade-faced ghost flashed to the scene where they were fighting, stomped his feet in anger, and was about to step forward to help, But before a strand of hair came out, four swords of different shapes suddenly descended and stopped in the middle.

"It's the Square Sword!" Fu Dongfeng whispered in the barrier, with a shocked expression on his face.

The jade-faced ghost also paused, "Small, kid, you... you, you, what the hell, yes, yes, who is it?" He was naturally asking Feng Yuhuan, but the other party obviously didn't have time to pay attention. he.

Fu Dongfeng patted his thigh provocatively from below, "Of course he is someone you can't afford to mess with. It's better to let us go as soon as possible, otherwise, when the famous brother-in-law of Fengcheng Lord comes, you won't be able to eat it all." Let's go!"

"Small, little, doll... Mouth, mouth, very strong, look, look, it seems, still, I haven't learned enough lessons." The jade-faced ghost stared at him, as if he wanted to bite Fu Dongfeng. Chewed and swallowed.

The other person here is actually a person who has been dead for 100 years. If it were normal, he would still have some brains to think about why Fu Dongfeng said that, and who is Feng Yuhuan's brother, but now he is nothing but impatient. There is only violence left, especially after being separated from Gui Mianluo, who has been cooperating with him all the time, and being provoked by Fu Dongfeng's words, he is almost in a mess, and there is no trace of delicate thought.

"I don't care, I don't care, yes, who! Kill it, let's talk again!"

When the jade-faced ghost was talking, he folded his palms together, and in an instant, countless red ribbon-shaped things shot from his body towards the Sifang sword that surrounded him.

"Hey, how much silk and blood satin is hidden on this old ghost? Isn't he made of this stuff?!" Fu Dongfeng spat, wanting to spit on the jade-faced ghost.

Su Yue didn't have time to pay attention to him, she just looked up at the scene in Sifang Sword, her face showed surprise, "This is?..."

"What?" Fu Dongfeng was also stunned when he looked up after her, "...what's going on?"

I saw that the silk blood satin born from the jade-faced ghost shrank instinctively when it touched the Sifang sword, like a living thing touching a raging fire, and then it didn't dare to rush forward to attack again.

"This... this, this, is..." The jade-faced ghost had obviously never encountered such a situation, and for a while, he lost his position, and stretched out his hand to touch the blade of the Sifang sword.

"Don't touch!"

While dealing with Feng Yuhuan's spiritual power attack, Ghost Mianluo shrank his pupils when he saw the scene here, and hurriedly shouted at Yumian Ghost.

It's a pity, he, who has only read other people's minds for hundreds of years, and didn't take the initiative to say a word, rarely popped out two words. body of the sword.

Feng Yuhuan raised the corners of his lips coldly, thinking, the jade-faced ghost that my brother said, as long as he leaves the ghost face, it will be difficult for him to think on his own, his temper will be impatient, and his reaction will become several times slower, it is true.

As soon as he suppressed his thoughts, the piercing screams of the jade-faced ghost came from his side. It turned out that from the time when the jade-faced ghost touched Sifangjian's fingers, to the side of his right neck, he was unconsciously caught in an instant. Everything was corroded, not even the bones were left, and the joints of the wounds were blackened and eroded, making it unbearable to look at.

"Hey, what kind of exercise is this? Is it poison?" Fu Dongfeng bit the tip of his tongue, and felt that his shoulders that had grown new flesh began to ache.

Su Yue turned pale, and just shook her head lightly, she did not expect that the Square Sword would have this effect.

In fact, it's not that she didn't think of it, but that the Sifang Sword itself doesn't have this ability. Otherwise, no matter how stupid the Jade Faced Ghost is, it won't make the death-seeking behavior of reaching out to touch the sword body, which can make ghosts like the Jade Face Ghost What is condensed by Qi is dissolved only the purest blood in the world.

"It's a pity, my blood is full of Yin and Yang is weak, otherwise, it would be as simple as losing half of my body." Feng Yuhuan ignored the Jade Face Ghost's screams, and there was light blue misty blood on his drooping right hand It was dripping down the Canghan fan drop by drop, and his pair of peerless eyes were slowly being stained with blood.

Ghost Mian Luo wielded five ghost knives around his body, hatred and viciousness climbed up in his old and cloudy eyes, he yelled angrily, and the coercion of the sixth level of the Xuan level directly attacked the surroundings.

He didn't care about the safety of his companions?Feng Yuhuan was startled, the hand holding the fan shook slightly, an uncontrollable fishy-sweet smell came out of his throat, and he swallowed it down again, diverting the little spiritual power left to resist the monstrous coercion, But no matter what, he has to hold on!

"Damn it! This monster can still use spiritual coercion? It's really not human!" Fu Dongfeng gritted his teeth and scolded. He couldn't help but feel his knees ache behind the barrier, let alone Feng Yu who was guarding in front of them. Happy.

"Miss Su, you stay on guard, I'll help." He took a deep breath and stepped out without saying a word.

"drink!"

Fu Dongfeng unleashed his own spiritual power, stepped in front of Feng Yuhuan, took off the beads around his neck with one hand, wrapped two beads around his arms, and said sharply, "Ugly! Let's taste the eighteen pearls from Shaozong again. The magic bone lynx is amazing!"

The devil bone lynx, one thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a Buddha, it is a spiritual treasure fairy weapon that is as good as evil, with its blessing, all martial arts and spiritual cultivation can be killed by leaps and bounds, but that is for living people In terms of language, the disadvantage is that the person opposite them is an inhuman.

Feng Yuhuan was aware of this level of scruples, and couldn't help saying softly: "Young Sect Master, you don't have much chance of winning here, you'd better protect yourself..."

"Little master, when did I, Fu Dongfeng, become a quail? I might not be as good as this dried persimmon just to fight, but I still have a hand if I work hard." Fu Dongfeng paused when he saw Feng Yuhuan's eyes, and immediately He looked away and smiled, and a faint golden seal glyph flowed from his hand. With the injection of the golden script, the beads on his hand also began to emit more and more intense golden light.

This is... the Buddha's Life-Saving Cultivation Technique, the Phaseless Golden Body?Feng Yuhuan's eyes widened slightly, this is a technique that can only be released by burning his own blood, he is really desperate!