Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Bloody picture.

Both Yu Wenyu's arms fell to the ground.

Blood splattered all over the floor.

The screaming sound came over, and across the field, it gave people a sense of horror.

"what!"

Yuwen was in pain, sweating on his forehead, and wailing in pain.

The whole person's face was pale and trembling with pain. In his eyes, Luo Junchen, who was originally gentle and elegant, suddenly turned into a demon, killing people without blinking.

The voice became exhausted, and his eyes looked desperately at Yuwen Huaxuan outside the field.

He didn't expect that the arrival of the master would become his reminder.

"Stop!" Yuwen's eyes were so angry that he was about to breathe fire, almost exhausted his strength, and shouted.

Yu Wenyu is his proud disciple.

With a special physique, there will be a chance to reach the top in the future.

He originally thought that the Penglai Immortal Mission came in large numbers and Luo Feng didn't dare to contend at all, and would directly hand over the prisoners of Penglai's children and show his favor to Penglai Immortal Island.

Yuwen's paintings are so mysterious that Qiqiao produces smoke.

I can't wait to rush into the sacred mountain immediately and smash Luo Junchen and others into thousands of pieces.

"Let the flame... stop." Luo Junchen paused. At this moment, the three-foot Qingfeng sword had slowly reached Yu Wenyu's throat.

This means that Luo Junchen's next sword will directly cross Yu Wenyu's throat.

Feeling the icy cold coming from his throat, Yu Wenyu was so scared that he was incontinent and almost didn't faint. His pupils widened to the extreme, desperate and wailing, "Help me...help me."

Yuwen Huaxuan clenched his fists and his eyes were filled with anger. However, at this moment, he could only look at Yuwen's code.

Yuwen's expression was as cold as frost, and he shook hands with the four burning magic boxes.

He is not reconciled.

If the flame is taken back in this way, doesn't it mean that Penglai has bowed his head to a remnant of Luo's blood!

But now, Yu Wenyu's screams echoed in everyone's ears.

Cruelty.

Under the eyes of everyone, he can still ignore the life and death of Penglai's children?

As a saint son, he is destined to become the core figure of Penglai in the future. If this happens, I am afraid it will chill the hearts of Penglai's children.

Yuwen issued a code, riding a tiger hard to get off.

The hand holding the Sifang Burning Magic Box was shaking.

"Holy child, please remove the flame." At this moment, Yuwen Huaxuan's voice came in his ears, "With the destructive power of the three-color flame, Luo Feng, who is in the flame at this moment, may have been reduced to ashes long ago. Why not simply remove the three-color flame, so as not to waste the energy of the treasure."

Yuwen Fadian slowly nodded.

"Come!"

In an instant, the beating clusters of three-color flames flew back into the Sifang Burning Magic Box as if they were spiritually attached.

The area covered by the sea of ​​fire is getting smaller and smaller.

One after another, his eyes focused on the past...

On the mountain, outside the field.

When the three-color flames covered the past, Luo Feng disappeared from their eyes.

Everyone wanted to know whether Luo Feng could withstand the mysterious three-color flame.

Luo Junchen and others held their breath, their eyes could not hide their worries.

The flame is getting less and less.

But Luo Feng was not seen for a long time.

The people of Shenshan became more and more gloomy.

Luo Feng, where did you go?

"If he is still conscious, he should take the opportunity to rush out of the fire at this moment." Yuwen Fayun's mouth curled up coldly, "It seems that, in all likelihood, it has been turned into ashes."

"The so-called number one on the land is nothing more than that, a mad demon." Yuwen also dismissed it.

He owns the Sifang Burning Magic Box and is not afraid of Luo Feng at all.

Even if Luo Feng suppressed him in terms of strength, the result was already doomed.

Clusters of flames fly back...

"Impossible, the boss will be fine." Tie Mian and the others are also very nervous at the moment.

But as the flame coverage gets smaller and smaller, their hopes seem to be getting slimmer.

As Yuwen Fayun said, if Luo Feng is fine, he can take this opportunity to escape from the area covered by the three-color flame...

Everyone's heart is very low.

"There must be nothing wrong." Luo Junchen held the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand tightly, praying silently, his eyes faintly red, if Luo Feng had an accident, he would spare his life and retaliate wildly. "It's gone." At this moment, Yuwen's code is almost certain, he laughed directly, the last part of the flame is about to be recovered, Yuwen's eyes glanced at Luo Junchen in the direction of Shenshan, "Did you see it? I withdrew. Falling off the flame, so what? Luo Feng's ending, no

Already doomed? Let me tell you, this is the difference between Penglai Tianjiao and the outsiders! "

They have the best resources in Penglai.

Like a treasure!

A treasure, sometimes, can often determine the outcome.

Luo Junchen and others clenched their fists...

this moment.

No one noticed that there was a dead branch hidden under the flames of the last evacuation.

Unremarkable.

However, at this moment, the dead branches are moving with the flames, flying towards the four burning magic boxes...

After Luo Feng's mental power amplitude increased significantly, he found that even if he was in the space within the dead branch, he could still control the dead branch through the power of the spiritual master.

When the three-color flame swallowed like a vast ocean, Luo Feng wanted to hide directly in the mysterious bronze cauldron, but among the electric light and flint, Luo Feng had another idea, using the remaining evasive power of that dead branch. Hide in the dead branch space.

He wants a sneak attack!

Luo Feng was even more overjoyed when he noticed that Yuwen had even recovered the flame.

This undoubtedly gave him an excellent opportunity.

Manipulating that piece of dead branch, hiding under the tri-color flame, getting closer and closer to Yuwen's writing.

At this moment, Yuwen's attention was entirely on the mountain, staring at Luo Junchen and others with a sneer.

"Listen to the people on the mountain, Luo Feng is dead. No matter how much you resist, it will be in vain." Yuwen sent out luck, and his voice resounded like a thunder. "Now, you immediately release the children of Penglai. Some people have a chance to stay alive."

The sound is loud.

Many people's eyes are fixed on the thunder domain.

The direction Luo Feng had stood in was already empty, even without leaving any dust.

"Luo Feng, has it really disappeared?" Many of the warriors in the distance also felt faintly uncomfortable in their hearts, and frowned subconsciously.

"The three-color flame is so terrifying."

"This is the horror of Penglai."

One by one sighed and sighed.

Yuwen Fatian didn't realize it at all, the danger was approaching...

Suddenly!

Woo!

A blazing white light appeared.

It is very close to Yuwen’s publication.

Bai Yi suddenly appeared!

Falling from the sky like an evil charm.

Fist directly.

Snow dance in the sky. With the most powerful move, he slammed Yuwen's ceremonially...