The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Seeing this huge handprint coming towards him.

Shen Yifeng's mouth curled up into a smile.

His eyes were full of disdain.

However, he did not choose to resist, and moved to another place in this space.

This space was not small to begin with, and he was deliberately moving the battlefield.

It can also be said that he deliberately made room for Su Jingzhe and the others to fight.

Shen Yifeng moved, and the huge handprint followed him.

It followed directly.

After pulling away a certain distance, Shen Yifeng stood still, and he did not take out any weapons.

He also raised his right hand and blasted the palm print that was pressing down on him.

Although his aura was still only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the palm print he condensed at this time seemed to be more solid.

Even though Shen Yifeng's palm print came out later, it played a role of striking back.

The moment the two palm prints touched each other, they were both annihilated.

At this time, Shen Yifeng's mouth still raised that rather disdainful smile.

On the other hand, Hong Sen's expression was quite solemn.

The previous attack was just a test.

But it can also reveal something.

In a one-on-one fight, Hong Sen was indeed not qualified to be Shen Yifeng's opponent. He didn't even test the opponent's depth.

But he was not in a hurry.

After all, he himself didn't think about what to do to Shen Yifeng.

As long as he could achieve the plan he originally envisioned, it would be enough.

While thinking this, the aura of his mid-stage Nascent Soul rose to its peak.

The seal in his hand moved, and the void around him twisted instantly.

A mountain-like seal instantly emerged!

"Mountain-opening seal!"

As soon as this seal was condensed, it was pushed to the extreme by Hong Sen.

It smashed directly towards Shen Yifeng.

He knew that he was not Shen Yifeng's opponent, but he could not directly open a defensive posture.

Taking the initiative to attack or attack instead of defense was his best choice.

At least it would make Shen Yifeng temporarily unable to launch an attack on him.

And in the face of Yu Hongsen's tactics, Shen Yifeng had a teasing sneer on his face.

He did not move at all, but stood in the same place, and blasted out a palm again in the same way as before.

It was just that this palm print was more solid than the previous one.

The next moment, the two attacks collided in the void.

A loud bang was heard, and the void there was distorted, and violent energy spread out.

The power was several times stronger than the previous one.

Obviously, Hong Sen no longer has any more attempts.

This Kaishan Seal did not play the role he imagined, and Hong Sen was not in a hurry.

He pinched the seal in his hand again and kept the state of actively attacking.

Shen Yifeng kept smiling, did not take the initiative to attack, and still stood in the same place.

But every attack of Hong Sen seemed to be easily resolved by him.

When Shen Yifeng and the other two Nascent Soul cultivators fought like this, Su Jingzhe and others naturally looked at them curiously.

But then Su Jingzhe and others frowned.

"What is the master doing? Passive beating is not what he is good at, right?"

After all, the name of Blood Hand Shura is so loud.

In Su Jingzhe's opinion, he should not be willing to be passively beaten like this.

While he was thinking this, his expression suddenly changed.

At this time, the eight Jindan cultivators from Xiaoyao Sect had already gathered their own offensives and bombarded him and Luo Yuebai.

"Oh my god, no martial ethics!

Can't everyone just watch the Yuanying boss fight quietly for a while? It must be a fight to the death. "

Su Jingzhe muttered to himself, but the black brick was already in his hand.

Then his eyes subconsciously glanced at Luo Yuebai next to him.

The latter looked grim: "I can only hold down two of them, so it's a bit difficult to kill them."

What kind of words should be said in any situation? At this time, Luo Yuebai had no intention of talking to Su Jingzhe.

As soon as she finished speaking, her folding fan appeared in her hand.

He picked out the two Xiaoyao Sect monks on the edge and rushed over.

The two people she chose, one was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and the other was in the late stage of the Golden Core. Both of them had quite good combat prowess.

And the attacks of these two people also enveloped her.

"Moon Blade!"

Luoyue gave a clear drink, and there seemed to be a bright white light shining on her body.

The initial energy of the golden elixir in his hand condensed into a crescent moon.

The moment the crescent moon condensed, it slashed towards a late-stage Jindan cultivator ahead.

Immediately, there was a rather weak wave rising from the folding fan.

Rotating quickly, it cut towards another middle-stage Jindan monk.

The same roar came.

The offensive of the two golden elixir cultivators chosen by Luo Yuebai collided with Luo Yuebai's spells.

The force of the counter-shock came, and the figures of the two men swayed slightly.

But Luo Yuebai took seven or eight steps back.

Although she is a proud daughter of heaven, after all, there is a gap in realm between her and those two people.

Being able to do this is already considered extremely outstanding.

After resolving the first wave of attacks, Luo Yuebai looked solemn.

The next moment, he took the initiative to attack and enveloped the two people.

Temporarily cut off the battlefield.

However, Su Jingzhe had to bear the siege of six golden elixir monks alone.

The level of the six players is not weak either, four are in the late stage and two are in the middle stage.

When the attack of these six people was about to approach Su Jingzhe, the power of blood in his body suddenly surged out \u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003e .

Instantly run the Netherworld Ghost Secret Technique and step towards the edge.

He had no intention of resisting these people's offensive from the beginning.

Speed ​​may be his biggest advantage over these Golden Core Stage monks.

"Boom boom boom"

Without the blessing of violent blood, Su Jingzhe's step also did not leave an afterimage.

But he barely managed to escape these six attacks.

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"Kill him first!"

The first attack didn't work, and the six people looked a little surprised.

Immediately, an old man with a cold face looked at Su Jingzhe, his murderous intent was very strong.

He didn't care that the two golden elixir cultivators left Luoyue White Circle. In his opinion, it was extremely simple for the six of them to deal with one Su Jingzhe.

They also know that Hun Sen's side may not be able to hold on for long.

So from the beginning they planned to win quickly.

Only after solving Luo Yuebai and Su Jingzhe would they have a chance of winning.

As soon as he finished speaking, the six people took out six flying swords.

Then the sword shot towards Su Jingzhe from a distance.

"Do you want to be so serious?"

The sword energy on the six flying swords is vertical and horizontal.

In the swirling circle, all of Su Jingzhe's escape routes were blocked.

Such a combined force, under normal circumstances, can basically cause a fatal blow to any Jindan cultivator.

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Just when he was hesitating, the golden flying sword \u003cspan\u003e headed by him had \u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003e but \u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003e was \u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003e arrived \u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan \u003eNear\u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan\u003ebefore\u003cspan\u003e.

The golden sharp energy on it is extremely rich, and the offensive power is quite powerful.

Su Jingzhe didn't have time to think too much and threw a brick at him as he approached.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound of gold and iron \u003cspan\u003e crossing \u003cspan\u003e \u003cspan\u003e struck \u003cspan\u003e \u003cspan\u003e and passed \u003cspan\u003e \u003cspan\u003e to \u003cspan\u003e.

The golden flying sword was hit hard by Su Jingzhe's black brick and flew back.

Su Jingzhe himself also took two steps back.

Before he could stand still, the second flying sword was already heading straight for his throat.

The Laogong point on his right hand exploded, and Su Jingzhe blocked it with a brick again.

"clang!"

Another sound of gold and iron clashing was heard, and the flying sword flew out again.

But this time Su Jingzhe took five steps back.

He frowned again, knowing that this was not a solution.

Six people fighting in this way would wear him out.

One of the swords would eventually pierce him.

Then the storage ring on Su Jingzhe's hand flashed a gray light.

A formation disk appeared in his hand.

This formation disk was black, and it was the one that was seized in the assassination.

He did not hesitate, injected spiritual power into it, and directly activated the formation disk.

The next moment, the sight in front of him turned black.

This was a dark killing formation!

The range covered by the formation just happened to include the six Jindan monks.

If he didn't want to use the blood burst, then he couldn't hold on without some other means.

However, when the dark killing array was just condensed, two more air-breaking sounds were heard.

Su Jingzhe swung the brick twice in a row.

He barely knocked the flying sword that attacked him away.

When he swung the two bricks, the Yongquan acupoint under Su Jingzhe's feet exploded again.

He activated the Netherworld Ghostly Art and took another step into the depths of darkness.

He dodged the last two swords again.

However, after dodging this round of flying sword attacks, Su Jingzhe directly restrained his own breath.

He lay dormant in the darkness.

This array disk was his, and he could sense the six Xiaoyao Sect's Jindan monks in the array.

In theory, his hunting time had come.

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