Jiuhua Xianzong

"Senior Turtle, please help me."

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and became cruel. The master must be saved, and to save the master, he must use the treasure of wisdom.

"Fight...fight?" Gui Banxian shook his head, "No...do it!"

Mo Bule grinned and said, "Don't worry, you don't need to keep fighting."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly clasped his hands together, clasped Gui Banxian in the palm of his hand, and then threw Gui Banxian towards the direction of the ball of flying sand and rocks.

"Stinky boy, this old man has nothing to do with you!"

Gui Banxian reacted and cursed immediately, seeing that his body had already landed in the center of the fight between Ye Yanfei and Cheng Baimei, countless sword qi and auras of talisman rushed towards it.

"I'm the mother of Grandpa Turtle..."

Using both hands and feet, the tortoise half-immortal floated in mid-air, like paddling in the water, dodging here and there, moving so nimbly that it deserves its name as a turtle, and finally got out of the battle circle in disgrace. When I turned around, I saw a phoenix long Ming lifted into the air, and then plunged into the battle circle.

"Smelly... little... son, live... greasy... crooked..."

Gui Banxian covered his eyes with his paws, suddenly thought something was wrong, his tortoise shell was still on the boy, and immediately cursed: "Stinky boy, don't break the old man's shell!"

At this time, Mo Bule didn't care about the shell, he rushed into the battle circle, fighting because the tortoise shell on his body was hard enough.

"Nephew Mo, stop messing around."

Seeing Mo Bule rushing in, Ye Yanfei was taken aback, and hastily withdrew a few talismans.

Mo Bule wants to explain a few words, but the center of the battle circle is also the place with the heaviest coercion. The violent impact of the true energy arouses the spiritual energy in this space, and he is so oppressed that he can't even open his mouth. It can stand on its own footing, but as for the transformed Phoenix, it was immediately crushed by the coercion here.

Hell, if he can't release his soul, how can he drive Huixin Baojian?

Mo Bule suddenly fell into a dilemma, but Cheng Baimei didn't have the slightest intention to stop. The sword energy bombarded him. If it wasn't for the hard and firm turtle shell, he would have been chopped into countless pieces.

A talisman turned into a spirit rope, wrapped around his waist, and pulled him away from the battle circle, and Ye Yanfei's angry shout came from his ear at the same time.

"Stupid, hurry up and get out of the way."

There was a powerful true essence attached to the spirit cord, and it dissipated, blocking a lot of pressure for Mo Bule, and he immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "Master Ye, I have a treasure of wisdom, quickly help me with the power of the soul. "

Ye Yanfei froze for a moment, before he could react, Cheng Baimei's sword energy had already cut off the spirit cord, and continued to stab at him.

"Thunderbolt! Thunder net formation!"

Nine Leifa Talismans flew out of Ye Yanfei's storage bag, forming the shape of the Nine Palaces, and pressed down on Cheng Baimei suddenly, Cheng Baimei's movements froze immediately.

hiss……

The sword energy had already reached the center of his eyebrows, Ye Yanfei only had time to tilt his head to avoid the critical point, but a strand of hair on the sideburns was cut off along with the scalp, and blood flowed profusely in an instant.

"Master!" Mo Bule exclaimed.

Ye Yanfei's expression remained unchanged, and he shouted: "Shut up, a small injury is nothing to worry about, it's worth your shouting. Prepare your wisdom and treasures, hurry up, how long the thunder net array can't trap him, at most five breaths..."

While speaking, he pressed the center of his eyebrows, and using his spiritual consciousness as a bridge, he transferred his spiritual power to Mo Bule.Mo Bule quickly restrained his mind, and with the support of Ye Yanfei's powerful spirit power, the phoenix spread its wings and flew high again, holding the treasure of wisdom heart between its feet, and came to the top of Cheng Baimei's head.

"Master Ye, the power of the soul is not enough..."

Like Liu Yixing, he was worried that Mo Bule would not be able to withstand too much soul power, and the power of soul instilled by Ye Yanfei was only enough for Mo Bule to release the phoenix under such coercion, but not enough to drive Huixin Baojian.

Ye Yanfei snorted softly, and immediately intensified the infusion of the power of the soul. The phoenix raised its head to the sky and screamed, its figure skyrocketed, and raging flames rose from its wings. , suddenly a sword energy cut through the air.

"Wow..."

With a miserable howl, Fenghuang's body was almost split in two, and he was no longer able to continue drilling into the Huixin Baojian.When Phoenix was injured, it meant that his soul was injured, and Mo Bule spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in shock: "Master Ye, didn't you say that you can trap Master's five breaths of time?"

Is there any mistake? This is less than three breaths, and the shrinkage has shrunk too much.

"Oops, I forgot, the cultivation base of the enchanted person will skyrocket..." Ye Yanfei's voice hadn't fallen yet, the nine thunder charms that trapped Cheng Baimei were hissing, and were cut into powder by countless sword qi.He flew more than ten feet horizontally, before he could barely escape the force of the shock, his body shook a few times, and he landed firmly.

Mo Bule's blood boiled in his chest. Although Ye Yanfei and his master had never been very good at each other, but in my impression it was still very reliable. Why did he lose the chain because of such an important point?He couldn't help but stared at Gui Banxian from a long distance, it must be contagious if unreliable.

Gui Banxian was stared incomprehensibly, secretly thinking that this brat must not have thought of it well, so he simply widened his sesame eyes and stared back viciously.

It's a pity that Mo Bule didn't see that he was running away with his head in his arms at this moment. After Ye Yanfei was sent flying by the counter-shock force of the shattered talisman, Cheng Baimei's sword energy was all directed at him. If the turtle shell on his body was not hard enough , He has already finished playing with his life. Even so, he still complains endlessly. After all, there is no tortoise shell on his head to protect him. If he is not careful, he will follow Ye Yanfei's career. It is nothing to cut off a piece of scalp. Once he cut off half of his head, where will he go to complain.

"Master, be merciful with the sword..." He ran for his life while saving his life.

Cheng Baimei slowed down, and said in a cold voice, "As a swordsman, he never moves forward. When facing the enemy, even if he loses, he can only fight to the death. He will never take half a step back. There is no reason to beg for mercy." .Traitor, look at the sword!"

After finishing speaking, the sword light flashed in his sleeve, and a sword light that was more condensed and powerful than any sword energy before, wrapped in an aura that seemed to be able to split the sky and cut the earth, slashed at Mo Bule.

Mo Bule's face turned green, and he only hated that he was not a turtle, so he couldn't retract his head, face, hands and feet into the turtle's shell.

"Master, help!"

"Exit."

The sword deflected a little, and the sword light wiped Mo Bule's body and cut into the ground, the depth was bottomless. Cheng Bai's brows were condensed, and he scolded fiercely, and another sword light came out in response, which was stronger than the previous sword. See sharp.

Mo Bule was so frightened that he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the sword light slashing sideways. However, before he could let out all his breath, he saw a more ruthless and sharper sword light slashing at his head, and immediately screamed: " Master, you really want to kill me..."

Jian Guang turned away again, passing him again.

"I knew, Master, that you were reluctant..." Mo Bule made up his mind, returned to his place of fascination, and smiled back on his face.

If it wasn't for intentional cuts, with Cheng Baimei's swordsmanship, how could he not be able to hit him twice in a row.As for the fragmented sword energy from before, they were all cut on the tortoise's shell, and they were not directly aimed at his head. The master probably wanted to scare him.

Cheng Baimei raised his eyebrows coldly, and shouted: "Who is secretly blocking me?"

Mo Bule: "..."

A weak, low but clear voice reached his ears.

"Stupid, you are not 'me' opponents, lead 'me' to me!"

Mo Bule almost jumped out in shock, it was Master... No, it wasn't the one in front of him, it was Master's Nascent Soul.However, what does it mean to lead 'you' to you?Master's Nascent Soul, may I ask where you are, can you give me a clear indication?