"Hmph, are you two discussing how to die!" "The sturdy ghost-faced man looked at the two of them muttering, as if they were discussing something, and immediately scolded angrily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And his two flying hammer magic weapons, although the power they exert is stronger than the power of the other party's two flying swords, but they are not much stronger, and the other party's two flying swords are very strong, so they can't destroy the right magic weapon at all.

And now he can't hit the power of the two flying hammers to hit anyone, after all, the two flying hammer magic weapons are entangled in the flying swords of Sikong Zhiyong and the others, if you want to hit the power, then you will also be attacked, so you can only give up the idea of using two magic weapons to hit one person.

Moreover, as long as the two of them are dragged and wait until the dwarf ghost-faced man returns, the sturdy ghost-faced man can combine the strength of the two of them and easily kill Sikong Zhiyong and the two, so now the sturdy ghost-faced man does not want to risk killing the two, but wants to drag them first.

Suddenly, the sturdy ghost-faced man faced Sikong Zhiyong's sword and Yang Yun's flame ball attack, so he used the Wind Resisting Technique to dodge, and then took out a black shield magic weapon from the storage bag to fend off the attacks of the two.

"Bang bang bang!" Sikong Zhiyong's attacks were either dodged or resisted, so that the two of them were in a state of attack, but there was no danger to their lives.

But the attack of the two was extremely fierce, after all, time was very urgent, and these times were all won by Xiao Yan, and now he risked his life to lead away a ghost-faced man, and he was in danger.

And with Xiao Yan's cultivation on the second floor of the foundation building period, for a ghost-faced man in the middle of foundation building, it is simply more than lucky, so the two of them also want to kill this ghost-faced man quickly, and then go to help Xiao Yan.

Sikong Zhiyong looked angry, and finally took a slight advantage, but he couldn't hit the other party, so he suddenly became even more angry, and then increased his attack, and shouted: "See how long you can hold on!"

There was still a hint of surprise and helplessness in the eyes of the sturdy ghost-faced man, his two flying hammer magic weapons were controlled, but he didn't expect that the other party's two Qingyuan Sect disciples in the early stage of the foundation building period were so strong, not at all like ordinary early stage foundation building monks.

Suddenly, he was also a little annoyed, why didn't he go after Xiao Yan, and let the short ghost-faced man go, if he continued to drag it out now, I was afraid that he wouldn't please him, but unfortunately he didn't know when the short-faced ghost-faced man would return.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful the two of you are, after all, it is only the power of the early stage of foundation building, Lao Tzu can easily take it, and now Lao Tzu will let you continue to attack, and when you have no spiritual power, then it will be Lao Tzu's turn to attack. The sturdy ghost-faced man had a good calculation and preached to the two of them.

"You can easily take it, and then Grandma will let you taste the power of the Flame Qingluan. Yang Yun shouted coldly, and changed the magic technique again, condensing a huge flame, and it rose to the sky, evolving into a flame Qingluan in the air.

And the flames around the flame Qingluan kept coming out, and after a sudden cry, he swooped down directly from the air and rushed towards the sturdy ghost-faced man.

The sturdy ghost-faced man showed horror on his face, and immediately changed to hold the magic trick, and a black defensive light shield was propped up on the outside of his body, and then he injected spiritual power into the shield magic weapon, making the shield swell, and blocked it in the air.

"Touch!" The flames blasted down directly into the air, and when they hit the shield magic weapon, a loud bang erupted, and suddenly the flame Qingluan shattered into many fierce flames, and surrounded the sturdy ghost-faced man.

Although the sturdy ghostface was surrounded by raging flames and "crackling" and burning, he didn't hear the screams of the sturdy ghostface, which meant that he was not hurt at all.

And Sikong Zhiyong looked at the flying hammer magic weapon in the air, as well as the divine sense released by the sturdy ghost-faced man, obviously the other party was still safe and sound, but Sikong Zhiyong was now fighting for time, and he couldn't wait any longer.

So he injected spiritual power into the flying sword in his hand, and the flying sword swelled, and suddenly he couldn't hold the hilt of the sword with one hand, so he simply clenched it with both hands, and then as soon as the wind resistance technique was displayed, Sikong Zhiyong rushed towards the sturdy ghost-faced man.

Suddenly, the flying sword in his hand stabbed directly into the huge flames, wanting to pass through the flames and directly stab into the sturdy ghost-faced man, but suddenly there was a "bell" sound, and it seemed to be blocked by something.

Immediately afterwards, the power of Sikong Zhiyong's fierce rush pushed out the sturdy ghost-faced man wrapped in flames, and Sikong Zhiyong fixed his eyes and saw that the huge flying sword in his hand turned out to hit the shield magic weapon on the other hand of the sturdy ghost-faced man, and it couldn't stab him at all.

"What, it can't be!" Sikong Zhiyong shouted in surprise, then raised his giant sword and continued to slash at the sturdy ghost-faced man.

"Fight with Lao Tzu, you're still far away!" The sturdy ghost-faced man raised the two shield magic weapons in his hand, how long did he keep resisting the attack of Sikong Zhiyong's giant sword, and also made a "bell" sound.

"Hmph!" Yang Yun snorted coldly, and also took out a flying sword, and after injecting spiritual power, he also rushed towards the sturdy ghost-faced man, and joined forces with Sikong Zhiyong to attack the sturdy ghost-faced man.

And the sturdy ghost-faced man faced the joint attack of the two, but he secretly complained bitterly, and he could only keep resisting, and suddenly he was in danger, and he was almost stabbed by the flying swords of the two.

"Bastard, I'll see how long you can hold out!" Sikong Zhiyong slashed at the shield of the sturdy Ghostface with a huge swing.

With a "bell", the sturdy ghost-faced man was knocked back a few steps, and behind him, Yang Yun's flying sword had already stabbed into his vest, and in desperation, he could only use the shield magic weapon in his hand to block it directly on his back.

"Touch!" Yang Yun's flying sword directly stabbed the shield magic weapon, and hit the sturdy ghost-faced man to the front, and at the same time, Sikong Zhiyong's huge flying sword also pierced in from the front, and the sturdy ghost-faced man immediately raised another shield, "Bell!" blocked the attack in front.

Suddenly, Sikong Zhiyong and Yang Yun, one in front of the other, the two flying swords were aimed at the sturdy ghost-faced man, sandwiching him in the middle, making him unable to move, and he was already scared into a cold sweat by the enemy on his abdomen and back, but he couldn't escape.

So the sturdy ghost-faced man could only use two flying hammer magic weapons, first get rid of the entanglement of the two flying swords, and quickly return to save him, but unfortunately it has been recognized by Sikong Zhiyong and Yang Yun, and the flying swords of the two followed closely and entangled the flying hammer, so that the flying hammer could not get close.

"Impossible, your strength is so strong, you must not be an ordinary Qingyuan Sect disciple!" the sturdy ghost-faced man shouted in some horror.

"That's right, my Sikong Zhiyong is the personal disciple of the Four Great Elders, and she is also the personal disciple of the Four Great Elders, now you can die blindly!" Sikong Zhiyong shouted coldly, and then the other hand in his hand changed the spell, and a ray of light directly hit the leg of the sturdy ghost-faced man.

"Rush!" Yang Yun's other hand also changed this flame technique, and a flame directly bypassed the shield magic weapon and burned towards the body of the sturdy ghost-faced man.

"Ahh

The sturdy ghost-faced man felt incomparably painful, mainly in his face, hands and feet, facing the scorching of this flame, it was really unbearable for him, and his hands immediately pushed fiercely, and he squeezed away the flying sword that was attacking in front and back, and fought for a gap, and flew over just now.

"Whew!" the flames on the sturdy ghostface man were still burning, and he was in a hurry to extinguish the flames, so he didn't have time to use those two flying hammer magic weapons.

And Sikong Zhiyong and Yang Yun sensed the sturdy ghost-faced man's laxity, and immediately changed the divine sense of the sword, so that the giant sword in his hand was controlled by the divine sense, "Huh!" The giant sword rushed out and shot directly at the sturdy ghost-faced man.

Before the flames on the sturdy ghostface were extinguished, he directly blocked the giant sword with his shield, "Bell!" The sturdy ghostface man was knocked out, and the flying sword controlled by Yang Yun had already stabbed directly into the sturdy ghostface man from the side.

"Ahh ”

But before the words fell, Sikong Zhiyong's huge flying sword slashed directly at his head, and at this time, he was no longer able to resist, and directly chopped him to death.

After fighting for so long, Sikong Zhiyong and Yang Yun both turned very pale, obviously because their spiritual power was consumed too much, and after killing this sturdy ghost-faced man, Sikong Zhiyong immediately cleaned up.

Then, Sikong Zhiyong said: "Let's go, let's chase in the direction of Xiao Yan's departure." ”

"Okay, but it's been so long, and I don't know if Xiao Yan can hold it. Yang Yun replied with a worried look on her face, then took out some pills from the storage bag and swallowed them directly into her mouth.

"No matter what, our Sikong must find Xiao Yan!" Sikong Zhiyong immediately released the flying sword, and then hurriedly took out some pills to replenish his spiritual power.

"Hmph, these evil spirits of the Dark Alliance!" Yang Yun looked at the corpse of the sturdy ghost-faced man, and cast a flame, hitting the corpse, and then Edgeworth chased after it.

At this time, Xiao Yan changed his direction several times, and kept urging the flying boat to fly at an extremely fast speed, and the spiritual power in his body was continuously injected into the flying boat, plus the spirit stones that were filled in the flying boat before, and a beast skin wind talisman was pasted, so that the speed of the flying boat was exerted to the extreme.

Although the speed of the flying boat is not slower than the speed of the mid-foundation building monk Imperial Sword, it consumes a large amount of spiritual power on Xiao Yan's body, as well as the spirit stones on the flying boat, which is very fatal to Xiao Yan.

After all, if the spiritual power is exhausted, then how can you fight to save your life later, you can only be captured, so Xiao Yan took out a lot of high-grade Qi Condensing Pills, swallowed them directly into his mouth, and then changed the exercises, quickly melting the medicinal power of these pills and transforming them into spiritual power.