The strong from the wild

The four words "can you find it" are nonsense. Reverend Xiaofeng and Reverend Zhongfeng have been brothers for many years, so they naturally know the meaning of the senior brother in their hearts.

"Follow the order!"

Master Xiaofeng clasped his fists together, turned around and flew down from the air, first circled a few times in some surrounding halls, then changed direction, and flew straight towards where Liu Yi was.

Lu Fengyun knew that Master Xiaofeng was pretending to be looking for someone, but he didn't point out his behavior, and just watched with cold eyes.

"coming!"

With a slight smile on his face, Liu Yi said to Huilin, "The disaster is coming."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time..."

Hui Lin was chanting scriptures in the air, she was afraid that Liu Yi would really kill her at this critical moment.

Men, mostly like female sex.

After Liu Yi touched the little nun's naked head a few times, the little nun really thought Liu Yi was a womanizer.But this time Liu Yi made it clear that he didn't even look up to Wen Yingkong, let alone the little nun with a bare head.

Some people say that the head can be broken, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up.

Although the little nun looks like a hibiscus, she is naturally carved, but she is obviously not very confident without hair.

"Come with me!"

Wen Yingkong grabbed the little nun's palm, a gleam of light appeared on her feet, and she flew into the air.

A scarlet golden battle spear appeared in Wen Yingkong's palm.

In front of the spear, there is a red tassel.

Like a ribbon, Hongying rolled up Liu Yi's belt, and just like that hooked Liu Yi to Wen Yingkong's side.

Daoist Xiaofeng was coming at a gallop, when he suddenly saw Wen Yingkong leading the two into the air, his expression changed drastically, he pointed at the three of them and said, "Block them!"

Many monks on the lake flew over together.

All kinds of magic weapons draw magnificent traces in the air, and the smooth mirror-like water surface naturally reflects, which is extremely bright and moving.

Daoist Xiaofeng stood in front of all the monks, waved his hands to let everyone set up formations, and wanted to fight more with less, but said in his mouth: "Master Hui Lin left in a hurry, could it be that he wants to leave without saying goodbye? Yaochi treats each other with courtesy and has never treated you badly, why did the master abandon my Yaochi faction?"

"roll!"

Wen Yingkong's expression changed, and a colorful cloud appeared under his feet.

Liu Yi only felt a soft feeling on the soles of his feet. When he looked down, he saw that the colorful clouds on the soles of his feet looked like a ball of cotton wool. They were not pure clouds, but something substantial.

When he looked up again, he saw Wen Yingkong raising his red gold spear.

Ding!

The spear pierced the empty air in front of it, and the tip of the spear was thundered, releasing thousands of rays of light, shooting in all directions.Every ray of light is like a spear striking.

The formations arranged by the surrounding monks were broken by her spear!

Daoist Xiaofeng originally had the cultivation of a human immortal, but now he couldn't bear even a single ray of light, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell into the lake, causing a wave of three to five feet high to explode on the surface of the lake.

Wen Yingkong soared up the clouds, and in a short while, he reached an altitude of a thousand meters.

The mask of the colorful array is right in front of you.

"Wen Yingkong! You are Wen Yingkong!"

Master Zhongfeng turned pale in surprise, and after exclaiming for two consecutive words, pointed to Liu Yi.He couldn't figure it out no matter what, the dignified Lord of the Heavenly Slaughter Palace actually married someone, and married a humble monk who obviously only had human cultivation.But before Master Zhongfeng thought about the matter clearly, the spears of war were like a rainbow, and they had already struck at his chest.

buzzing...

Yu Ruyi was thrown out of the hands of Master Zhongfeng, and thrown into the air, making a series of dull and loud noises, reaching the depths of people's hearts.

Ruyi exudes emerald-colored brilliance, getting bigger and bigger.

In an instant, it was the size of a small mountain.

It was like a meteor falling from the sky, with a magnificent and dazzling brilliance, hitting the red gold spear.

Rumble!

The battle spear collided with Yu Ruyi, making a shocking sound.

Following the battle spear, Wen Yingkong came to the front of Yu Ruyi, with a strong shake of his arm, he knocked the hill-like Yu Ruyi into the air, and immediately rushed forward, his body was like lightning, and came in front of the real Zhongfeng Five feet away.

hiss!

The tip of the spear crushed the air, making a vibrating sound that was soul-stirring.

Master Zhongfeng quickly took out a whisk from his sleeve, rolled up the tip of the spear with the soft white long beard on the whisk, and pulled it to his side, thus avoiding the fate of being pierced by the spear.

But the huge force from the spear forced Master Zhongfeng until his veins bulged and his face turned red.

Bah!

Daoist Zhongfeng exhaled, suppressing the roiling blood in his viscera, with his left hand across his chest, he squeezed out a formula, and roared, "Wind! Wind! Wind!"

Green, red and white!

The three colors burst out from between the real Zhongfeng, and rolled together, forming a gust of three colors, and hit Wen Yingkong.

Wen Yingkong shook the red gold battle spear in his hand, shredded the long beard on the dust whisk, and the spear tip was retracted from the armpit of Wen Yingkong's left arm like lightning, and then a little cold light appeared on Wen Yingkong's right arm Below, the spear came out like a dragon and hit the three-color squall.

Ding!

The three-color gust was shattered by a spear.

With a cold and arrogant face, Wen Yingkong stepped forward, stepping on the three-color wind fragments that shattered and shattered in the sky, and said proudly: "Yaochi School's Sanwei Shenfeng magical powers, that's all!"

Immediately, Wen Yingkong retracted the spear and turned around, her right foot was like a dragon wagging its tail, and she stepped on Zhongfeng's chest.

Kaka!

The sound of ribs breaking came clearly.

Real person Zhongfeng was kicked into the air by Wen Yingkong, like falling to the ground.But the blood spurted out of his mouth was still slowly floating in the air, mixing with the autumn rain all over the sky.

Liu Yi and little nun Hui Lin stood side by side not far behind Wen Yingkong, seeing the battle situation clearly.

The little nun Hui Lin was dumbfounded, her eyes widened, and she clicked her tongue and said, "That's amazing!"

"The master of the Heavenly Slaughter Hall is really fierce! When this real Zhongfeng used his methods, there was a surging sound of mana rushing all over his body. He must be a real immortal master. But this kind of master can't stop Wen Ying Two spears in the empty area..."

Liu Yi took a deep breath, remained silent, and thought in his heart: "Ordinary monks fight with all kinds of magical powers, flying swords and magic weapons to fight people to the death. But Wen Yingkong fights with people, but only with his hands The red gold battle spear in the middle is like a unparalleled fierce general in the mortal empire. One person and one spear go in and out among the thousands of armies, and take the head of the enemy general, just like picking something out of a pocket. , to develop this fighting style."

Immortal Zhongfeng was kicked into the air, and blood was sprayed from the mouth. The monks sent by Yaochi below quickly flew over to support Immortal Zhongfeng who was falling from mid-air, forming a formal formation, and blocking Wen Yingkong's front.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

A cold and stern voice spit out from Wen Yingkong's mouth.