As soon as the anxious Nangong Jiao'er returned to the corridor, he heard a loud noise, and even felt a slight tremor in the depths of the corridor where they were.

"The sound of fighting! And this power is already to the point of life and death! Nangong Jiao'er instantly judged a lot from the loud noise, and her face was even more anxious, she wanted to ask Fang Zhengqing if she knew anything, Fang Zhengqing obviously woke up from the picture scroll earlier than her, maybe Feng Yun hadn't left at that time, but now she obviously couldn't care so much.

Without the blessing of the Tuoran Daoist, the evil ghosts in the Yongdao have disappeared, and they are no longer as long as before, after running wildly for a few breaths, the bronze gate at the exit appeared in front of Nangong Jiao'er, but as soon as the gate was opened, another violent explosion came! Out of the gate, Nangong Jiao'er's divine consciousness suddenly became unhindered, and it extended outside the mountain in a moment.

I saw Feng Yun and a white-haired old man spraying blood from the smoke and dust of the explosion at the same time.

"Feng Yun!" Nangong Jiao'er's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim, Feng Yun's shoulder was sunken, his tendons were broken, and he was covered in blood, obviously his injuries were not light, and it was difficult to fight again. Looking at the white-haired old man, although his expression was sluggish, and there were also countless bloody mouths on his body, he stabilized his body in the air in a short time, holding the nine-ring big knife and panting, it seemed that the consumption was not small, but there was still a fight.

Feng Yunkankan stopped his fall when he was about to land, and did not fall into a pulp. It seemed that they both sensed that there was something wrong with the breath, so Feng Yun and Chun Xuzi looked in the direction of a mountain at the same time, and saw from a distance that the green mountain gradually became blurred, as if the water was falling on the danqing, and then a time that could not breathe turned into wisps of ink and spread, dissipating into nothingness.

However, just as the green mountains melted into ink, a woman in a strong suit suddenly flew out of the mountain, and when the green mountains had begun to gradually dissipate, another man rushed out in embarrassment.

In a moment, Nangong Jiao'er flew to Feng Yun's side, looking at Feng Yun's injuries, his eyebrows seemed to be complicated.

“…… Are you okay? ”

"Are you alright?"

The two of them actually spoke at the same time, and Feng Yun couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "...... Looks like it's going to be fine, then I'll leave this old thing to you, and I'll have to take two breaths. Feng Yun said weakly, while informing Nangong Jiao'er of the methods of pure void one by one and reminding her to be careful.

Nangong Jiao'er nodded, helped Feng Yun to the ground and sat down, then took out his five array flags, and lightly recited the magic trick to arrange a defensive formation beside Feng Yun, and Feng Yun was stunned.

"Didn't I tell me, I also know some formations." Nangong Jiao'er smiled. In fact, the chess path in Nangong Jia's "Four Arts True Law" is derived from the formation.

After arranging the formation, Nangong Jiao'er said slowly: "You can rest for a long time, I'll come when I go." ”

"Oh, oh." It was the first time Feng Yun heard Nangong Jiao'er speak in such a gentle tone, and he couldn't help but feel a little unaccustomed, "This little fox has changed sex?" ”

Only Nangong Jiao'er herself knows how complicated her heart is at the moment, and again, it is clear that she has cultivated very hard, and she has made up her mind to protect him, but ......

Chunxuzi looked at the woman who was gradually flying away vigilantly, he felt the good aura on this woman's body, but it should not have reached the out-of-body realm, so he did not escape, "It seems that the inheritance of the painting saint has fallen on this woman." He looked at Nangong Jiao'er, his eyes were unabashedly full of desire/fire, even though he had lived for nearly a thousand years, he was still moved by Nangong Jiao'er's appearance. At this moment, a beautiful woman in the city and a peerless inheritance are in front of him, who can not be tempted?

"I said why didn't that little bastard fight against my Silver Tiger Gate, it turned out to be for the beauty." Pure Xuzi spat evil words, wanting to provoke Nangong Jiao'er. Nangong Jiao'er has just accepted the test of painting saints, and even the blood stains on his face have not been wiped off, so he must have not had time to breathe, and he must be in an unstable mood at this moment, and maybe he can catch a chance at all.

What Chunxuzi didn't know was that without him being provoked, Nangong Jiao'er was already angry in his heart. It's just a competition in the ring above the ancestral sacrifice, but this time it's different, not to mention that Feng Yun is still injured for her, this revenge is not avenged, isn't her reputation as a female overlord in vain!

Nangong Jiao'er didn't say a word, and directly took out the hundred-character sword, and as soon as he made a move, several words flew out at the same time! For a time, the spell light was overwhelming, the word "mountain" fell from the sky, the word "river" roared and surged, and the word "sword" was cold......

Seeing this scene, Chun Xuzi was shocked and suspicious, and shouted in disbelief: "You, you are from the Nangong family?" ”

Taking words as the law can be said to be the signboard of the Nangong family, how can he not know. It's not easy to do now, the people of the Nangong family, and depending on the age and cultivation, it is obvious that they must be the descendants of the Nangong family, how can there be a lack of talisman magic weapons on the body, so whether they can extinguish their mouths is still two words. Even if he is extinguished, with the unpredictable immortal methods of the Nangong family, he will not find him Yinhumen, and the pure void is not sure at all.

While resisting Nangong Jiao'er's spell, Chunxuzi kept thinking about countermeasures in his mind, hesitated for a moment and then shouted loudly: "Old man Yinhumen Taishang Elder Chunxuzi, dare to ask Miss's honorable name?" ”

However, the only thing that answered him was Nangong Jiao'er's spell.

Chun Xuzi looked unhappy, struggled for a moment, and continued: "The old man didn't know that it was the daughter of the Nangong family who was here, so he was offended, but Miss's companion also killed many disciples of my Silver Tiger Sect, why don't we each take a step back?" ”

"Take a step back? All right! ”

Hearing Nangong Jiao'er's answer, Chun Xuzi's face suddenly turned slightly pale, but when he was about to speak, he heard Nangong Jiao'er say angrily: "As long as you old dog die, this girl will forgive you!" ”

For a while, Chunxuzi's face was full of shame and anger, so he shouted loudly: "Junior! Don't deceive too much! The old man is to give you three points of thin noodles for the Nangong family to persuade him, if you don't know how to lift, don't blame the old man for being ruthless! ”

However, Nangong Jiao'er didn't say much to him at all, and the imperial envoy kept attacking the pure void with spells.

Seeing this, the pure void son waved his big knife, and a murderous aura loomed on his face: "In this case, the old man will send you and that little bastard to the underworld to be the right ghost mandarin duck!" ”

……

Feng Yun watched the battle in the sky for a moment, and then said lightly to the side: "There is just a silver tiger gate fish in the northeast that has not died, you go and clean him up, you can't let anyone go today." ”

Fang Zhengqing looked at Feng Yun in his original form, and couldn't help but feel a little cramped, and was stunned for a moment before he realized that Feng Yun was talking to himself: "Ah, ah? ”

Feng Yun turned his head and glared at him twice, and said angrily: "What are you afraid of, you can't clean up a seriously injured Guiyi Realm, what can you take to avenge your Fang family?" ”

Hearing this, Fang Zhengqing's face suddenly had a trace of blood, and then he took out his sword and flew carefully in the direction that Feng Yun was pointing. Seeing him leave, Feng Yun began to close his eyes and heal his wounds, who was he arranging a defensive formation for Nangong Jiao'er, naturally it was this Fang Zhengqing, and Nangong Jiao'er arranged the formation for him, of course, not only to prevent the aftermath of her battle with Pure Xuzi from impacting Feng Yun, but also to fear that Fang Zhengqing would take the opportunity to have evil thoughts.

Although this Fang Zhengqing is greedy for life and afraid of death, he is not afraid to take risks at present, with his original sacrifice for life, but he concealed the inheritance of the painting saint, and the danger in the underworld to try the painting, which can be seen. Therefore, Feng Yun has never trusted this person, plus this person is burdened with the hatred of extermination, and the painting saint inheritance that he has worked so hard to protect has nothing to do with him, God knows what this person will do when his brain is hot.

Feng Yun closed his eyes and began to look inward at his injury, at this time he couldn't help but miss Du Huaiyi's girl, with that girl, no matter how serious the injury was, Feng Yun could rest assured that she would deal with it, but now he could only use Zhenyuan to carefully piece together the broken bones, the process was painful, Duan Kangyuan's stick almost used all his strength, which also caused his shoulder to be almost shattered, but fortunately his body was hard enough, otherwise it would be more than the shoulder that would be shattered.

Although Nangong Jiao'er was angry, he still carefully lured the pure void to make the battlefield far away from where Feng Yun was. I have to say that her illusion method and the Nangong family's four arts true method are really careless when facing the enemy, and after a few moves, Nangong Jiao'er noticed that the pure void son really didn't know his specific identity, so thinking about it, the news that the Jade Fox Fairy is good at illusion, I'm afraid he doesn't know either.

With such an advantage, it didn't take long for the pure void to suffer a big loss, and under the serious injury, Nangong Jiao'er didn't give him a chance to fight, alternating spells and illusions, and didn't let the pure void have half a moment of respite at all. In a big battle with Feng Yun, the pure void son who was already losing both qi and blood, where could he hold on again, after dozens of moves, he was directly found by Nangong Jiao'er, and cut off his knife-holding arm with a sword.

Chun Xuzi screamed, covered his wounds and prepared to flee for his life, Nangong Jiao'er's strength and difficulty were far beyond his imagination, even more than Feng Yun. The previous talk of extinguishing the mouth in his heart suddenly became a delusion, but he needed to be careful not to be killed by others, so the pure void son ran away desperately, and even did not hesitate to directly use the precious life-saving magic weapon.

However, compared to the magic weapon, how could the eldest lady of the Nangong family not have it, seeing that Chun Xuzi took out a jade slip and crushed it, and then was wrapped in a white light, and was about to slip away, Nangong Jiao'er hurriedly took out a chess piece from his sleeve, opened the lid and threw it towards the white light.

The chess piece became larger in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a small mountain, and the black chess pieces glowed with brilliant fluorescence, like the stars at night, exuding a strange attraction, and the white light seemed to struggle to escape, but it was like a chess piece that had been eaten, and whether it could continue to stay on the chessboard was not a choice at all.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the chess game, Chun Xuzi was shocked and angry in his heart, he was all over the world, but he didn't expect to overturn the boat on the two juniors, "Bastard!" Little mongrel! Slut! In the future, you must be allowed to live, not to die! Torture you for a hundred years! He kept scolding in his heart, and his face was full of hideousness.

The suction of the chess game became stronger and stronger, and the pure void was helpless, so he finally chose to abandon the car to protect the handsome, leaving his body behind, leaving only the soul of the infant to flee quickly.

However, who expected that Nangong Jiao'er had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as the pure void who turned into a streamer rushed out of the suction range of the chess game, he saw a huge picture scroll coming all over the world, and the pure void son showed horror on his face, no matter how he ran, the picture scroll was getting bigger and bigger as if it was endless, and there was no end in sight!

In fact, it was not that the picture scroll was getting bigger, but that the pure void was getting smaller, and after a while, his Yuan Infant Divine Soul was taken away by Nangong Jiao'er's Hell Picture Scroll. This Hell Picture Scroll is not only the inheritance of the Tuoran Dao people, but also a mysterious magic weapon, which can contain the souls of others. Nangong Jiao'er wanted to kill the pure void son directly, but who would have thought that this pure void son actually took the initiative to abandon his body and wanted to escape with the body of the original baby, which is really a coincidence.

In this case, it is just right for him to taste the suffering of the eighteenth layer of hell, anyway, this Silver Tiger Gate can do the thing of seizing the treasure and destroying the clan, how can the pure son of the ancestor of the Silver Tiger Gate be a good person, go to hell to atone for his sins first.

When Feng Yun opened his eyes, Nangong Jiao'er had already returned.

The two of them suddenly looked at each other, and a subtle atmosphere rose instantly.