Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Yang Gongyi and Sun Yingjiao - should be Sun Yingyue, backed by the back, looking at the four swords, and ready.

Four swords, condensed and formed, hitting three people from four directions.

Although it is only four swords, it is the orientation of the eight elephants, the four elephants, and the three men. There is no way for the three to escape.

The road was lightly smiling, and the left hand was printed and suddenly lifted up, but it was not against the four swords, but against the head of Sun Yingyue.

"Master, you--" Sun Yingyue just shouted out, and he was paid by the wind.

The wind slammed the palm of his hand, throwing Sun Yingyue into the corner, throwing the whip out and inserting it on the ground in front of her. I don’t know what magic was used, activated the spirit of the whip, and formed a seal, Sun Yingyue. Covered in the middle.

Playing the whip is an ancient implement, the spirit is very strong, and there is no conflict with the Jianqi array of swords, so the sword gas wiped from the enchantment, no damage.

"Master!" Sun Yingyue suddenly understood the heart of the wind, tried to rush out of the seal, but it did not move, anxious tears flow down.

The people present saw this scene, and the hearts were touched. Zhang Wusheng sighed and continued to launch the array.

"You can take care of yourself." The wind looked at Yang Gong's eyes, his hands clasped, and he made a few prints. The robe of his body suddenly had no wind and drums. He flew away from his body and hung in the air, blocking the shot from all directions. Jianguang.

Yang Gongyi stood beside the wind and danced in the robe. The four chaotic celestial bodies flew out of the sleeves and wrapped around the robes of the road wind to resist the sword.

Ye Shaoyang clenched his fists and watched with everyone.

At first, the robes of the wind can resist, and then with the strengthening of the sword, a little bit of corrosion on the aura, finally tearing the clothes to riddled and fell. Yang Gongyi’s chaotic gas was also broken up.

The road was not in a hurry, and he sacrificed the heavenly seal and went to the sword around him.

Once printed, it shattered a large sword.

Sustained practice, Zhang Wusheng and other major masters are okay, but many of the weaker masters have shown signs of fatigue. After all, launching a large array of ancestors is extremely costly.

Zhang Wusheng worried that this dragged on, did not drag the road, his own people could not do it first, and thought of a quick fix, yelling: "Lost!"

Everyone stood up and kept spinning, changing the "Poke of the Immortals" into a "excellent fairy tales". Countless maple leaves appeared out of thin air and turned down to form a bunch of tornadoes.

When the wind saw the trick, he immediately pulled up Yang Gong and flew around the array. The storm followed closely and the speed was extremely fast.

When the wind flew for a while, he stopped and used Pan Tianyin to go back and fight, block it, and then hide.

The road wind came from Maoshan, and it was better than anyone to understand that the celestial array could not be cracked, and it could only be hard. Because it is extremely costly to open the 诛仙阵, it is impossible for Zhang Wusheng to continue to support it for a long time.

Who can win, who can win.

Zhang Wusheng also understands this point. Pulling out the implement from the front, exerting a little force on the road, gathering the spiritual power of the array, turning into four Ziwei Tianhuo, and attacking the wind from the front.

Interpretation of the letter and the Dustmaster Tai also their own practices, the three fires of the Buddha's Gate, the four fires, and the Ziwei Tianhuo collection, four red and four blue, around the road wind and Yang Gongyi together.

Rotating the light industry, the eight sides of the flow!

After being surrounded by eight sides of the fire, the defoliation storm instantly caught up, wrapped the road wind and Yang Gong, and smashed it.

Everyone saw only a tornado column outside, and could not see the situation inside.

The onlookers widened their eyes and watched the spectacular scene.

"Does the wind break?" asked Leng Yuyu in the ear of Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang slowly shook his head. Throughout the ages, he has not heard of the fact that after the Master was trapped by the Great Immortal, he could still come out... The wind can last for the third time and it is magical.

"boom!"

A loud noise, the tornado storm was shattered in an instant, and the spiritual power was reversed. Except for the three masters, the rest of the mages were all trembled, and some even spit a blood.

Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked in the middle. Yang Gong was trembling, and the gorgeous white robes on his body broke through many mouths. It looked very embarrassing.

The road was even worse than her: the hair was broken, the head was scattered, the whole body was stained with blood, and there was a bit of wolverine, but the expression was still cold.

No one knows how strong he was when he was in the center of the storm strangler. No one knows that he has endured 70% of his power in order to protect Yang Gongyi.

Daofeng opened his mouth and spit out a blood. He said faintly: "Zhu Xianzhen, it is indeed true. Unfortunately, you are too weak to exert the strongest power."

Zhang Wusheng sneered and looked around. He said: "Everyone will insist on it. He will definitely not break the ‘诛仙元阵’ and change his position!”

With the practice of the people, the formation changed from the "excellent fairy tales" to the last glimpse of the four ancestors: the celestial squad.

This time, it represents the greatest power of the celestial array.

The broken leaves and the swordsmanship suddenly disappeared, the spiritual powers assembled, turned into countless figures, and there were sinful ways, each holding a light sword, wearing it in the formation, attacking the wind.

"You can protect yourself."

After the road winded over Yang Gongyi, he picked up Fantianyin and slammed the shadows from the surrounding. Under the shadows, the figures immediately dispersed, but immediately new ones, not only people, but also countless forms. The ghosts of different ghosts are rushing like water waves.

Remnant... The wind knows that these are the people and evil things that the celestial squad has been killing for thousands of years. The residual thoughts left behind by the formation of the spiritual power of the formation are only attacking instinct.

Under the violent attack of this wave, there is almost no end to it, and it consumes the power of the Taoist and Yang Gong.

Yang Gongyi can only protect himself, but fortunately, there is a way to keep her side and share the pressure for her. This insists that there are a few minutes, and the mage who guards the battle is also somewhat unbearable.

The interpretation of the letter did not call a disciple, took his own shackles.

"I have some small and dans here, which can nourish my anger and help everyone stay for a while. The entrance is instant and swallowed."

The disciple took out a porcelain bottle from the scorpion, poured out the red pill, and sent one to each.

"Vulture, you are lame!" Sun Yingyue was trapped by the enchantment, unable to help, and in a hurry to the interpretation of the letter did not scream.

The interpretation of the letter is nothing but a mouthful, but only did not hear.

Sun Yingyue felt useless for a while, remembered what, and turned to look at Yue Heng: "You come to save my master!"

Yue Heng reveals a difficult color and shakes his head: "I can only save you, others, I am not qualified to save."

Sun Yingyue snorted and looked at Ye Shaoyang: "Ye Shaoyang, you, he is your brother, do you really want to see death? What do you do, and at the end, even the brothers and sisters do not care, even count as How about Xian?"