readx;? After Fang Xiaowu found out that he could "move", he was very happy, and originally wanted to lean down to see Yuan Xiaoxiao's current situation, but his waist had just bent down slightly, and he found that his whole body was fluttering, as if he wanted to fly out, and he felt like he was out of his body, but he couldn't move. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Suddenly hearing a "bang", I don't know what was going on, after the three-eyed Buddhist who was sitting on the ground was shocked, although he was not sucked away by the long-shirted guest, he was also forced to lose his vitality, fell to the ground, and passed out.

Fang Xiaowu thought that the Three-Eyed Buddha disciple was dead, and said secretly: "I didn't expect this senior monk to also die at the hands of Seng Fei Dao, this monk Fei Dao's means are really not something that ordinary people can imagine, although his ranking on the black and white list is only the fifth on the overall list, but that was decades ago, with his current strength, I am afraid that he will not lose to the third Demon Yuan on the overall list." ”

He originally wanted to inspect Yuanxiao's situation, but because of physical reasons, in addition to small actions, such as turning his head, he couldn't complete a slightly larger action, so he had to give up the idea of inspection.

After a while, Fang Xiaowu saw Shirley take her hand back from the cheongsam's body, but Shirley herself looked tired, feeling as if she was very tired, she was trembling even walking, and walked over to this side step by step.

"This girl is really weird. Fang Xiaowu saw that Shirley was not dead, but she was very tired, and muttered in her heart.

I saw Shirley walk up to him and ask in a low voice, "Young Master, how are you?"

Fang Xiaowu wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, although he didn't know what happened to him and why he couldn't make a sound, but in order not to worry Shirley, he blinked, meaning that he was fine.

When Shirley saw him blinking, she suddenly understood, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Young master, it's okay if you're fine, I'll ...... I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he felt weak, and a thick tiredness struck, and he fell to the ground with a pop, and fell asleep.

Her situation was different from that of the Three-Eyed Buddha, she was not injured, she just passed out, and when her energy recovered, she would naturally wake up.

As for the Three-Eyed Buddha, he was originally injured, and after some tossing, he almost even had his vitality sucked away, and the severity of his internal injuries had reached an extremely serious level, even if he woke up in the future, I am afraid that he would not do much.

Fang Xiaowu was thinking about how long Master Ying Bantang, Yangtian, and Wuhua could hold on, when he suddenly saw the eyes of the long-shirted guest open, and the terrifying light of choosing people to devour flashed in his eyes, and with a shake of his shoulders, he suddenly flew out of Yangtianzhen, and fell to the ground with a click, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The next moment, the hand that was placed on Ying Bantang's shoulder played more than ten times as if playing a musical instrument, and actually placed a kind of prohibition in Ying Bantang's body, making Ying Bantang's face pale, staggered back more than a dozen steps, and then withered to the ground.

"You ......" In Ying Bantang's feeling, the strength of the long-shirted guest has clearly reached the advanced stage of the peak of the unity realm, and his cultivation, although he also belongs to the peak of the unity realm, there is still a certain gap compared with the long-shirted guest.

"What am I?" the long-shirted guest shouted, glared at Ying Bantang, and sneered: "I originally wanted to suck your vitality clean, but I know that you all have some skills, so let you go." After saying that, he opened his mouth and laughed, and the laughter was like thunder, and it shook Ying Bantang's ears to buzz.

Originally, Ying Bantang's cultivation would never be easily laughed by the champam guest, but this is a suspended mountain, and he was injured internally, after listening to a few sounds, he felt very uncomfortable in his chest, poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, did not slow down in one breath, and suddenly fainted.

At the same time, another person sat on the ground with a very uncomfortable face, his chest was stained with blood, but he was shocked by laughter and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, it was Master Wuhua.

It turned out that the man who was really dealing with the man was Master Wuhua, and as for Ying Bantang, just hearing his laughter was enough to fall.

After Master Wuhua sat down, he wanted to stand up, but he tried several times, but he didn't succeed, so he had to sigh: "Seng Fei Dao, you won, we are not your opponents." ”

The long-robed guest suppressed his laughter, strode over to Master Wuhua, put his hand on the top of Master Wuhua's head, and said, "Wuhua, I want to kill you, but between the flips of your wrist, do you want to live or do you want me to send you on your last ride?"

Master Wuhua said: "Poor monks are also human beings, of course they want to live. ”

"Since you want to live, then give me the fairy grass, and I will spare you from death. ”

"The fairy grass is not on the poor monk, if you go with the poor monk, the poor monk will hand over the fairy grass to you. ”

"Wuhua, don't say that I haven't given you a chance, if you dare to deceive me, I will definitely drain your vitality first, and then destroy you!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no choice, how dare he joke with his life?"

"Okay, I'll give you an hour to adjust the yuan, and after an hour, we'll leave this suspended mountain. ”

The Cheongsam is not worried that the Flower Master will run.

You must know that this is not another place, but a suspended mountain, no matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to perform teleportation here**, and his body technique will be greatly restricted.

No matter who goes down from the top of the skyscraper, no matter how fast the speed is, it will take a while, and if anyone dares to jump down directly, it is simply looking for death.

Not to mention that it is already very good to be able to stand up with Master Wuhua's current situation, let alone run, even if Master Wuhua is not injured, as long as Master Wuhua dares to run, he will definitely be able to catch Master Wuhua before Master Wuhua runs out of the suspended mountain.

That's why I said that if this suspended mountain is not necessary, even the peerless powerhouse will not come up, and once it comes up, it will become a glance at other monks, and they will be controlled everywhere, and they will not be able to use their hands and feet at all.

After the long-robed guest got the master of Wuhua, he walked towards Fang Xiaowu, and said as he walked: "You kid has obviously been drained of his vitality by me, and he is still alive, saying! ”

Fang Xiaowu opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't scare the long-shirted guest, so he was helpless to the extreme.

Seeing Fang Xiaowu open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't hear what Fang Xiaowu was saying, he was stunned at first, and then he thought that Fang Xiaowu was entertaining himself, and he was immediately furious.

He originally wanted to force something useful for himself from Fang Xiaowu's mouth, but now, he felt that Fang Xiaowu's actions were despising him, if he still let Fang Xiaowu live, he would not be the third monk on the black list!

"Die, boy!"

The long-shirted guest slapped out with a palm, intending to beat Fang Xiaowu to ashes.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Fang Xiaowu's arm was slightly raised, and he actually made a palm, catching the palm of the long shirt guest, making a snapping sound, which was very crisp.