Sword Spirit

The appearance of the Ziyan Burning Sky Array was unexpectedly expected by the Fangjia family. On the contrary, it was the people of the Nangong family who were not shocked by this. Moreover, they seem to be very familiar with the Ziyan burning sky array. They use the purple flames that are constantly erupting from the bottom of the earth to flexibly change their positions, and play a lot of Fang Jiawu who besieged them in the applause. The warrior does not know how many people are injured.

Nan Gonglie is like a rainbow at this moment, such as the arm of the finger to control this big array, in this large array, Fang Jiawu want to approach him is difficult, let alone hurt him, but it is the Fangjia people There are countless wounds, but there are still a lot of warriors who are not afraid of death.

When Nangong Lie led the battle between the people and Fang Jia, Lu Xuan, under the leadership of Yi Yong, quickly approached the South Palace of the Red Flame Palace.

"Who! Give me a stop!" Before the Nangong, there were two Fangjiawu guards. When Lu Xuan and Yi Yong rushed over, they pulled out their weapons and screamed.

Yi Yong looked cold and cold, and licked his lips and said nothing, directly rushed up, the sword swept away, two flames rushed out, accurately hit two guards, only heard two screams Come, the two of them brushed and slammed into the back of the palace gate, life and death.

"Special envoy, let's hurry in." Yi Yong said with a palm of his hand.

Lu Xuan nodded, and the two men rushed in, but at this time, several attacks attacked, and the attack came so awkward that Lu Xuan was not prepared and was shocked.

As soon as the millennium came, the power of Lu Xuan’s body was erupted instantly. A blue light curtain was condensed in a moment. A few sounds, all the attacks fell on this light curtain, but the light curtain also followed. Fragmentation is the magical power of Lu Xuan's sacred wind and the wind and enchantment.

At this moment, Lu Xuan had only had time to look ahead. I saw an old man with three men and one woman in front of him, just attacked. Obviously it was issued by these people.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain? Hey, today you want to take away the inheritance!" The old man snorted.

"He is a servant of Fang Yuanbai, followed by Fang Yuanbai for decades. One is not bad, and the other few are Fang Yuanbai's disciples." Yi Yong whispered to Lu Xuan.

At this moment, the old servant looked at Yi Yongdao again: "Zhong Yong, Fang Jia seems to treat you not thin, I did not expect you to be a dog thing outside the restaurant!"

Yi Yong haha ​​smiled and said: "I am the head of the Jiuhua League Shadow Hall. The elders in the district are surnamed, and what counts, the old guy, the fun, let me go, otherwise I will be from your body. Step on!"

"Big words, let you know that my ambition is so powerful today!" A man behind the old servant shouted. Then the gun was swept away. Directly rushed to Yi Yong.

"Brother, I will help you!" The other three said in unison, and the four disciples of Fang Yuanbai attacked Yi Yiyong, who were able to be arranged by Fang Yuanbai in the Red Flame Palace. Cultivation and defensiveness are undoubtedly the proud disciples that Fang Yuanbai is highly valued. The strength is also in the early and middle stages of the imaginary realm. Under the joint efforts of the four people, the power is not uncommon.

Seeing that the four of them rushed to Yi Yong, the old servant of Fang’s family glanced. It’s a look at Lu Xuan, and the corner of his mouth flashed a taunting color: “The young people really don’t know how to be tall and thick, and the little guy who belongs to the Yuanjing also dares to offend the family? Today, the old man will let you learn a trick, and the next generation will not be so rash. It is."

As soon as the voice fell, the old servant figure approached Lu Xuan as quickly as a ghostly charm. He pointed to the claws. The light blue flame suddenly emerged from his hand and looked very strange. This trick is called the magic flame claw. There is a very sinister fire poison in the claws. Once it was hit, the fire poison instantly entered the body and attacked the heart, and the Chinese killed ten people. At this moment, in his eyes, Lu Xuan is already a dead person. With his five virtual strengths, he is a big kid who is returning to the world. It is simply a matter of stability.

Seeing that the old servant came, Lu Xuan did not dodge, the old servant flashed a sneer in the eyes, this kid is afraid of being scared.

But when he was less than a foot away from Lu Xuan, a bright sword light suddenly lit up!

Hey!

The sound of the sword smashed into the air, accompanied by a flustered blood rising from the sky, a wrist with a broken wrist fell straight to the ground, there is still a blue magic flame that has not been extinguished above the palm.

The sword was too fast, and the old servant did not see it. Even when his wrist was cut, he didn’t feel it for a while. After a long while, he made a scream.

He has all his strength in his hands. Lu Xuan’s sword has smashed his hand. Even if Lu Xuan’s body is broken, the strength of his life will be abolished. Moreover, he is afraid that he will not Lu Xuan's ability to smash the corpse.

"You, you, you...you are definitely not a return to the seven heavens!" The old servant screamed in anger.

Lu Xuan shook his head: "You know too much."

As soon as the voice fell, the dusty sword that was still bleeding was raised again. Lu Xuan, who was running the wind and thunder, was extremely fast. Compared with this, the former servant's ghostly body was nothing.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

But then, a sword tip suddenly came out of his chest, and the body of the old servant stopped suddenly. I don’t know when Lu Xuan had already turned to him. This sword is from He stabbed him behind him.

"How...what would it be?" Fang’s old servant murmured, and the blood could not be suppressed from his mouth. The internal organs of his body had already been smashed by the sword.

"Let you die, this sword is called a sword." Lu Xuan fainted, then pulled out the sword, the body of the old servant's body fell quite straight on the ground, still twitching.

At this time, a figure rushed over like a phantom, and then stopped abruptly and stopped in front of the old servant.

"Feng Bo! Feng Bo!" Fang Yuanbai looked at the body of the old servant on the ground, and for a time he was somewhat unbelievable. This old servant was not a member of the Fang family. Later he was given the name of Fang Fang, named Fang Tianfeng. Fang Yuanbai was taken care of by Fang Tianfeng from a young age. The two had already been more than the master and servant, but he did not expect that he could not see the last side of Fang Tianfeng.

Fang Yuanbai slowly raised his head, staring at Lu Xuan, gnashing his teeth: "It's you!"

"Well, it is me." Lu Xuan nodded.

"I want you to live you!" Fang Yuanbai almost roared out, and the infinite flames burst out from him. With a long shot, carrying a series of flames instantly sputtered around, the flame seemed to be extremely hot. It is burning and there are some sporadic flames around. (To be continued~^~)