Zhan Yue

"you do not say!"

I stepped forward and put the Thor's Blade on Fan Yi's neck, and sneered: "I already missed you on the first day of your Fan Yi's death."

"Oh?"

Fan Yi looked down, watching the thunder and lightning that thunder god's blade appeared, and smiled: "Tsk tsk, although it is a good weapon, but you use the human weapon to deal with the soul? Is it useful? You might as well take a look. Can you cut off my Fan Yi's neck?"

I slammed the dagger horizontally and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chitch", but it was only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, which healed in an instant. Just as Fan Yi said, the sword of the world is an immortal ghost. of.

"Peng!"

He hit Fan Yi's cheek with a heavy punch, and then an upper uppercut almost knocked his head away from his neck. Then he kicked him **** his chest, kicking Fan Yi wailing screaming. But his body was bound by six lightning chains, and he could only scream. Quasi-God's fist was hard enough, and there was holy energy lingering, it would be very painful to hit it.

"Come again!"

His hands were tied and **** horizontally, his drooping head slowly lifted, with fiery blood flowing at the corners of his mouth, and he smiled: "Anyway, it's just a ray of remnant soul. His Majesty Xiaoyao will torture him if he wants to torture, he will light the lamp if he wants to light it, I Fan Yi is just fish on the chopping board, what's to say?"

I smiled slightly, moved forward and raised his chin with my toes, and smiled and asked, "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"Oh?"

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Who is Lin Xi?"

I kicked him directly, and immediately kicked his chin to dislocate, with a "pop", and then the soul repaired itself, the embarrassed Fan Yi slumped his head again, and then laughed hahaha: "Come on. Come on, give me a good time. I was once a Confucian sage, somehow, I was once a throne. I can't stand this shame, come on!"

He opened his eyes and roared: "July Flowing Fire! The immortal sword in your eyes can kill my soul and give me a happy one! And you, the wind is not heard, your pure landscape mana can also destroy the dry and the dead. In addition, there are you Sura, your flame sword is unparalleled, killing ghosts is called cutting melons and vegetables, come on, come any one, give me Fan Yi a happy one!"

"You are so beautiful."

Sura squinted her eyes and smiled, with a beautiful face.

...

I frowned and said, "I'll ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why don't this king understand? If you want to kill, you have to pluck, just listen to it!"

"Hmph, toast and not eat fine wine." Beiyue Guanyang frowned.

"Oh?"

Fan Yi squinted his eyes and said, "Old man, are you old-fashioned? This king was beaten up just after his soul reunited. Do you have a chance to give Fan Yi a toast from start to finish?"

The corner of my mouth raised: "Will you eat it for you?"

"Smart, the King of Xiaoyao who knows me too!"

Fan Yi laughed: "This king has a noble disposition. Since he has decided to plunge into the dark, he will never receive the slightest favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you laymen to not understand."

"So much nonsense!"

Guan Yang frowned and said, "King Xiaoyao, there is nothing to say about this kind of person. It's better to provoke the thunder from the sky and give him a killer wand to taste it."

I took a step back: "Then start?"

"Um!"

The wind nodded, everyone opened a gap in the top of their heads, but when the wind did not hear, they frowned and looked at the wind. They raised their hands to photograph three golden talismans. The talismans instantly burned, and a strand of majestic aura surged. Moving, the Confucian Shanjun who secretly learned amulets said solemnly: "Eat! Fengshi, Yushi, Leishi, listen to my orders!"

In an instant, the aura of three talismans filled the entire Jingguantai, the sky was surging, and the rain pattered more and more, and in the midst of the wind and rain, a bowl of thick thunder and lightning fell fiercely. It slashed directly on the back of Fan Yihunpo.

"Ah~~~"

Fan Yi wailed, that was the lightning strike power that the soul couldn't bear. He directly chopped the windless hair and stood up one by one. His back was already blackened, and amid the miserable howling, he said angrily: " The wind does not smell, I am your ancestor!"

I frowned and said, "Fengxiang, I lost my ancestors carelessly..."

"..."

The brows were frowned when the wind did not hear the wind, and he was a little angry. Once again, he ordered three consecutive thunder lights to fall from the sky, smashing into Fan Yi's body, slashing the skin and flesh. The soul that once had the throne is too tough. Replaced with ordinary wandering ghosts, I am afraid that a flash of thunder will be wiped out.

"Come on!"

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If the wind doesn't smell, you will turn this king into fly ash if you have a seed!"

Unheard of the wind, he said directly to me: "If you use another thunderstorm attack, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

"Then stop, lest he spit on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be subjected to such humiliation."

"Um."

...

The wind is not heard to disperse the thunderstorm.

"what?!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky, and smiled: "Tsk tsk, the wind does not smell, this is awkward? I thought what kind of husband you are, as the Xiyue Mountain monarch who sits on half of the country, even a ray of soul Why can't it?"

"..."

The wind doesn't bother to care about him, just sits in the corner with a sword.

I slowly stepped forward.

"Yo?"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "I changed to Xiaoyao King again? Tsk tsk, this is to fight against my Xiaofan, you are really not a group of special people! The wind and lightning are useless, what do you have about Xiaoyao King? Means? Pulling out the heavens and hitting me Fan Yi? Tsk tsk, I'm afraid you Xiaoyao Wang will ask others, can't do it!"

I smiled faintly: "Naturally, there is another way."

As he said, there was a sneer, and there was a flaming thunder and lightning whip in the right hand. It was the wisp of lightning that I had cultivated in the Lingxu. At this time, I had been in the Lingxu for too long. It's strong again, and this is the purest sky thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning that the wind does not hear!

"Snapped!"

At the moment when he raised the whip, a fiery wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the light of thunder turned.

"Ahhhhh..."

This time, even a tough guy like the most sage of hearing can't hold it anymore. He howled miserably, his expression was distorted, and he roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have a kind, kill me Fan Yi, what's the use of torturing me? Lao Tzu If your will is not strong, can you take the first throne? Tell you, even if you kill me, I will never talk about Lin Xi’s whereabouts. What about you, the supreme realm, I just want you to and The love between heaven and man is separated, and you will never see each other forever!"

"Then make you perfect!"

I wielded the long whip condensed by the sky thunder again and slapped again, and the soul of Fan Yishun was covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go.

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Aside, Lin Fengnian frowned.

"Okay, substitute."

I directly took the sky thunder in my hand and said, "Sura, come on."

"Um."

The Queen of Fire Demon stepped forward with the Excalibur Flame Sword, and her slender jade legs stepped on her combat boots, which was particularly touching.

"Another trash here?"

Fan Yi sneered: "Your Dragon Region and Human Race only have this little method of torture, and that would be too disappointing."

"Taste my real fire."

Su La gently stepped out, and suddenly the blazing flame spread along the surface, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Suddenly, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a chicken, and gave Su La's ancestors for the eighteenth generation. He cursed again, spitting at the same time, trying to put out the fire, but it was useless, Sura's real fire was too fierce, and even the monks of the peak realm might not be able to hold it, let alone a ray of throne soul.

"Don't tell me yet?"

I asked lightly.

"Say what?"

Fan Yi trembled, and her voice was trembling: "Say...say that I put Lin Xiliu in the gap of time, and if I have the opportunity, I will go there to eat in person? You and Ouyang Luli have not had time to enjoy the delicious food, I Fan Did you get on first?"

"court death!"

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

"Xiaoyao King!"

Feng Feng was shocked: "Don't kill him, after you wipe out this ray of soul, the only clue may be broken!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!"

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and the soul of Fan Yi sank quickly together. With a loud noise, the two of them fell into a place where plants are prosperous in the Shadow Ling Ruins.

Mood Scallion Valley.

...

"Um!?"

Fan Yi's big sleeves are fluttering. At this time, there is no more restraint by the six lightning chains, but the suppression of the road is even stronger, because this is the state of mind, my heart-cultivation place. Here, Fan Yi is just a small one. Just a prisoner.

"Huh~www.wuxiaspot.com~ state of mind?"

Fan Yi sneered, and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit to it this way?"

"You can try!"

I stretched out my hand a little, and suddenly Fan Yi's body kept getting smaller, and finally turned into a small dust in the heart of the scallion valley, and I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, quietly looking at him, this At that time, the world that Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in the side hall of a Confucian palace, with rolls of bamboo slips on the case, and a seated in front of him. The old master with a childlike appearance is holding a roll of bamboo slips and watching with gusto.

He looked up and found that Fan Yizheng was looking at him and couldn't help but smile: "Don't read well, what do you think your husband does? Want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, if you don't have a little fame, how to follow The parents at home explain? It’s a bit unreasonable with my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple taught by me must be the best student of his secular dynasty, right?"

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

Seeing this old master, he was rebellious and heard the most holy Fan Yi, but he didn't say a word, and suddenly burst into tears.