The Great Storm

The Primordial Spirit, which was on the verge of explosion, was suddenly attacked by the Nirvana Flying Sword, and some of the power contained in the Primordial Spirit was quickly removed, resulting in the failure of the Yaoniu youth's self-destruct plan.

At this moment, he clearly felt that the flying sword piercing into his body was continuously releasing strange and tyrannical devouring power, which only restrained and pulled out all the power contained in his primordial spirit, causing his original The primordial spirit, which had become extremely weak, was immediately on the verge of collapse.

"Damn natives, the means are so terrifying... If you knew that the natives on this low-level planet are so powerful, you should have chosen to stay in the family and do things honestly, and not come to this planet to take risks."

The young people of the Yaoniu tribe felt extremely regretful when they saw Luo Xiaoyan's terrifying methods.

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Because at this moment when he was regretting, the Nirvana Flying Sword that existed in his body had absorbed all the power contained in his fragile soul, causing his soul to completely collapse, and after leaving his body At the same time, by the way, he took away the small amount of vitality carried in his flesh and blood body, which caused him to die directly the moment Feijian left his body.

The monk who was not far from the corpse of the young man from the Yaoniu clan saw that his opponent was killed by Luo Xiaoyan, he was stunned immediately, and turned his eyes to Luo Xiaoyan, but there was a touch of panic in his eyes.

The monk's panic and nervousness had a lot to do with his guess that Luo Xiaoyan's strength was far stronger than what they expected.

"Don't be afraid, I won't attack you for the time being, because I'm lazy and don't want to take the trouble to deal with creatures with strong fighting power. As long as you are not on the verge of death, you don't have to worry about me attacking you at all...you play your own Leave me alone..." Seeing that the monk looked at him strangely, Luo Xiaoyan smiled and waved to him, and after saying such a sentence that made his hair stand on end, he flitted out to find a new one. The target creature on the verge of death went.

"This guy is so funny..."

Seeing that Luo Xiaoyan went away and stared at another creature of the Yaoniu tribe that was injured by the opponent, the monk heaved a sigh of relief, and then moved his gaze away from Luo Xiaoyan in extreme depression. After finding the target creature, he immediately looked Clap the creature of the Yaoniu tribe who is fighting with his fellow disciple.

The battle lasted for more than an hour.

The number of creatures who died at the hands of both sides was less than thirty, but the number of creatures on both sides who died in Luo Xiaoyan's sneak attack was more than three hundred.

Such a result is unacceptable to people in the two major forces of Hengyuan Temple and Yaoniu Clan.

Therefore, when the battle lasted for almost two hours, someone who didn't know shouted loudly, "We temporarily give up the battle for the Shushan Sword Sect to control the command talisman. Let's kill this native scourge first." The creatures in the battle immediately stopped fighting, rushed out quickly, and rushed towards Luo Xiaoyan.

"What do you mean by this? Why don't you fight? Don't you want the control token of the Shushan Sword School?" Seeing that the two sides in the battle suddenly gave up the fight, they rushed towards him in tacit understanding. Feeling a little surprised, he quickly shouted at the approaching master.

In fact, Luo Xiaoyan already figured out that the two sides stopped fighting because he was irritated by what he did before, and wanted to get rid of it quickly, and a faint excited smile appeared on his face immediately.

Whoosh!

At the moment when everyone rushes towards him,

Luo Xiaoyan smiled coldly, then flashed out, turned into a ray of light, and charged towards the Command Talisman floating in the roughly center of the battlefield.

Luo Xiaoyan approached the area where the Token Talisman was located, naturally to put on a show, to put on the illusion that he was unwilling to give up the Token Talisman of the Shushan Sword Sect at all.

"Brothers, kill me, don't let him get close to the talisman..." Seeing that Luo Xiaoyan was getting closer to the talisman at the center, they were worried that the talisman would be taken back by Luo Xiaoyan again, which led to their plan to snatch the talisman In vain, Niu Jinlie, the leader of the Yaoniu tribe, immediately shouted to the creatures of the Yaoniu tribe.

"The talisman you snatched belongs to me. I want it, and I can take it back with just one thought. If you want to get it, just obediently follow my suggestion and continue fighting... To you idiots, let me tell you the truth, with your strength, it is simply unrealistic to deal with me...haha..." Seeing through Oxford Lie's thoughts and his true intentions, Luo Xiaoyan sighed slightly With a sound, he turned his head to look at Oxford Lie and spoke.

At this moment, Oxford Lie wanted to get the control talisman first, and he didn't bother to manage the lives of the monster cow creatures. When he planned to speak again and order the monster cow creatures to besiege Luo Xiaoyan, Luo Xiaoyan was in their place. The figure in his line of sight suddenly became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared...

"Escaping, he escaped under the noses of a large group of people like us... If this matter gets to the ears of people in other forces, they will laugh their ass off." Oxford Lie saw Luo Xiaoyan's figure Disappearing from sight, he was immediately stunned. After a while, Oxford Lie shook his head with a wry smile.

"Oxford Lie, you must have figured out the current situation. Both of us are evenly matched in strength. It is unrealistic for anyone who wants to win and who will get the control token of the Shushan Sword Sect... In fact, neither you nor I want to do this You fight to the death and the fisherman will profit... Therefore, the poor monk has a proposal, you and I will send five people each to have a big melee, and the winner in the end will get the Shushan Sword Sect control token, what do you think?" Saint Monk Anlun suggested.

"Okay, I promise you." Niu Jinlie looked at the number of Yaoniu tribe's creatures, and found that there were nearly a hundred less. He was worried that if he continued to fight with the monks of Hengyuan Temple, the tribe would lose too much, which would affect the follow-up battle After the process, he chose to agree to the proposal of the monk An Lun.

"Since you agreed, I'll count one, two, three later, let's all let go..." Saint Monk Anlun replied.

"Okay." Oxford nodded.

"one……"

"two……"

"three……"

As the word "three" fell, Saint Monk Anlun let go.

Then, the command talisman, which was originally in a state of balance, flew straight to Oxford Lie at an extremely fast speed at this moment.

Seeing this, the monk Anlun realized that he had been fooled.

In order to prevent the talisman from falling into the hands of Oxford Lie, Saint Monk An Lun was willing to go all out.

During the flight of the command talisman to Oxford Lie, the holy monk An Lun quickly dodged out without hesitation, passing through a large area of ​​airspace in an instant. Only then did Saint Lun wave his palm and slap a torrent of astonishingly lethal power, rushing towards the dishonest Oxford lie.

If the palm of Saint Monk Anlun is real, it can not only severely injure Oxford Lie, but also force him to cast defensive spells immediately, weakening the absorbing force he releases, so it is impossible for Oxford Lie to do it. Get the talisman before he approaches.

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