Painting of the Nine Immortals

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Sounds of breaking air sounded, thousands of monks descended from the sky, and the eyes looking at Feather Butterfly were full of fiery.

The eight strong men who choose the path are also among them. The look towards Feather Butterfly is extremely hot and full of excitement.

This made the man in the black robes look more and more gloomy and felt tricky.

If he was the only one, it would be effortless to win the feathered butterfly, but how can so many monks sit idly by?

Totally impossible!

Facing the temptation of Feather Butterfly, no one can keep calm!

This means that the situation is chaotic. In order to compete for the Feather Butterfly, everyone will start a melee!

Then, can he not be gloomy?

Unlike his gloomy, Ling Xian has a bright smile.

Because all of this was directed by him.

Long before he came here, he summoned the pirates and told her to spread the news of the feathered butterflies, and it was better to let the monks in the entire Fantasy Forest know.

Although this would lead to greater competition, he had no hope at all and simply confused the water. Only then will he be able to touch the fish in troubled waters and win in chaos, otherwise, with his current strength, he can't compete with the man in the black robe.

At the moment, the arrival of thousands of monks, although not to help him, can check and balance the men in black robes, and even hinder several other strong choices. In this way, he has the opportunity to take advantage of it, naturally quite happy.

"Everything goes well. Next, it's time to watch the fire from the other side."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, looking at the humble thief in the crowd, nodded slightly to show the reward.

Seeing this, the world stole a smile, rejoicing to help Lingxian.

"The show is about to begin, and I should leave."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, revealing a playful smile. Then, he communicated the feathered butterfly in front of him in the exclusive language of the feathered butterfly family.

"I will break the battle with all my strength. You don't have to panic and make you look very weak. You can't fight again."

Hearing that Yuhua Butterfly nodded, she didn't understand his intention to do so, but she chose to believe in Lingxian.

Therefore, it gave up resistance.

Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled slightly and used her full strength.

"boom!"

A loud noise smashed the clouds in the sky.

Ling Xian went all out and smashed the main array instantly, leaving the feathered butterfly completely exposed in front of people.

And this little guy knew how to cooperate, and the moment he smashed the main line, it deliberately fell to the ground, inflaming his wings weakly.

The inability to fly and weakness makes the crowd more excited. At the same time, the smell of gunpowder here is getting stronger.

"Let me fire the last fuse."

Looking at the weak feathered butterfly pretending to be, Ling Xian smiled slightly and did not take it into her pocket.

Because of that, it will become the target of criticism and besieged by everyone. So he acted as planned.

I saw his hands bursting with golden light, making invincible punches, and making indiscriminate attacks on everyone.

At the same time, his body faded, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the thief beside Baizhang.

His hands immediately detonated the audience.

Originally, thousands of people stood ready to grab the feathered butterfly. Today, Ling Xian's hands-on action naturally ignited the war.

"kill!"

The killing sound was so powerful, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Thousands of monks shot in unison, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

This made the black robe man angry and rushed to the crown, but it was helpless.

The same is true of the strong men who have chosen their peaks.

There are too many people, and trying to push the audience horizontally with their own power is simply a joke. In other words, it is nonsense to capture the feathered butterflies!

Although it is already very weak at this moment, it looks like a man who has been slaughtered, but it is a dream to rush to it!

"Boom boom!"

A loud noise and terror waves shocked the entire fantasy forest!

Everyone was full of frenzy, all of them had red eyes, and they swore that they would put the feathered butterfly in their pockets. This made the battle intensify, and within a short time, no fewer than a hundred people had died.

And this number is still increasing.

"It's just a simple drive to kill a tiger, how can it have such an amazing effect?"

Looking at those who ignored and tried to kill everyone, they were shocked to steal the world, and they couldn't believe it.

"It's really a simple strategy, and many people know that there must be someone sitting in the mountains watching tigers fighting."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "How many people can resist the temptation of the feather butterfly?"

Hearing that the world was silent.

As Ling Xian said, the temptation of the feathered butterfly is too great, and it is enough to make anyone unreasonable. Even if you know that it is not good for you to continue fighting, you are not willing to give up the possibility.

Therefore, people will be crazy, regardless of the desperate fight.

"Just like this, you will be the ultimate winner."

Looking at the battlefield where people are constantly falling, stealing the world's eyes, and exclaiming: "Great, you just did two things, and you created a great opportunity for yourself and admire."

"It's nothing more than letting you spread the news to everyone and persuading Yuhuadie to play a show with me."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, smiling at the win.

Originally, he was in a very passive position and wanted to win the feathered butterfly. But now, the situation has changed dramatically.

As long as no accidents occur, Lingxian is likely to become the ultimate winner!

"It's a simple strategy, but it gives you control of the initiative. It's really powerful." Stealing the world with emotion, I didn't expect Ling Xian to be so easy, and opened the situation.

"This is just the beginning. I will be the real winner when they lose each other. No one is spared."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, looking at the increasingly fierce battlefield, staring in anticipation.

And just as he silently watched, the battle was drawing to a close.

Looking around, the stump of a place with broken arms is as horrifying as Shura Hell.

Originally, there were less than a thousand monks here. But at this moment, the dead and wounded are all losing their combat ability.

For those who can stand, there are only those nine strongest choices.

And this is not over.

Although these nine people are familiar with each other, they are their masters and belong to opposite states. Therefore, they also started a duel.

"Boom boom!"

Along with a loud noise, one after another the strongest choice of path fell to the ground, all coughing up blood, extremely weak.

In the end, the man in the black robe fell to the ground and lost his fighting ability.

This means that the melee is over, everyone has lost their combat ability, and even walking towards Feather Butterfly cannot do it.

That said, the real winners emerged.

That's Lingxian!

He laughed to the end without any effort!

"It's over. Next, it's time for me to clean up the mess."

Looking at the horrifying sight ahead, Ling Xian took a step lightly, and the white robe flew for a moment, as the king came to the world and swallowed up all kinds of wastes.