Swish!

The woman in yellow, who didn't know who it was, after hearing Fang Junmei's anxious voice, she actually killed her even after she didn't care about herself.

One foot out!

This kick out, but did not seize the best position, and fell directly into the gray sword blade group, a sword attack, and the woman in yellow hurriedly took out the sword to block the grid.

Bang bang bang –

An explosion erupted, in both directions.

Chihe Leng resisted the defensive magic power and fled again.

The explosion in the other direction was mixed with the woman's snort.

......

"The voice is—"

Fang Jun's body shook violently, and he turned his head violently and looked in the direction of the woman in yellow.

......

Yellow clothes dyed red!

The woman in yellow may have clever means, but in a hurry, she also fell for it.

Fang Junmei looked at those eyes, those familiar eyes that were curved like crescents, the painful color in those crescent eyes, and his heart trembled even more violently.

"Senior sister—"

Fang Junmei shouted and rushed towards the woman in yellow, trembling with excitement.

It's OK!

It's OK!

That person must be Yang Xiaoslow.

......

The woman in yellow on the other side was still unfamiliar, but when she heard this senior sister, her eyes swelled with infinite tenderness and sweetness, and she threw him a sweet smile.

"Jun Mei!"

The woman in yellow also shouted, and it was Yang Xiaoslow's voice. The appearance of blood in the clothes is particularly distressing.

Fang Junmei's heart swelled with a huge sense of self-blame, and a pair of tiger eyes also turned red in an instant.

"Senior sister!"

"Jun Mei!"

After another moment, the two rushed together and hugged each other tightly, both of them were in tears, and it looked like the sky had fallen and they could no longer be separated.

As for the matter of chasing and killing Chilenghe, it has long been left behind.

......

They forgot, but some people didn't.

The Tsing Yi Sword Lord glanced at Fang Jun's eyebrows with some dissatisfaction, and began to chase towards the Chileng River!

Flutter –

After the Tsing Yi Sword Lord took every step, his long sword danced, and a storm of sword blades appeared in the stirred void, which also made a large area of the void nodes shake.

It's a pity that his interception methods, compared to Fang Junmei, the range is too far behind, and the speed is much slower, Chihe Leng repeatedly dodged out, and there was no stagnation.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Prison King Island, the ecstasy of escaping death had already begun to appear in Chihe's cold eyes.

At this moment, there were already a large number of monks on the island, looking in his direction.

......

"Although it's a little shameless, but this rule, the eldest brother has broken it first, and I'll break it too, just as I give you two - a reunion gift!"

At the door of the auction hall, the wind master looked at the Chileng River that was about to fall on the island of the Prison King, and suddenly muttered to himself.

Swish!

After the words fell, as if silently calculating two breaths, the figure flashed violently, came to the edge of the Prison King Island, and into the void in front of him, a sword-like attack blasted out.

Sneering –

Billions of words, the subtle sound of paper tearing sounded, revealing an indescribable terrifying sharp smell.

At this point, the wind master blasted out a fan-shaped flame finger, tearing away into the air, at first it was only a palm-sized point, but it quickly covered the sky, like a growing tree!

Sneering –

The fingers are like the branches of a tree, extending and tearing through the void at an unimaginably fast speed, which contains a strong taste of vitality.

That piece of sky, in a breath or two, was a fiery red, burning wildly.

......

Swish!

After Chihe Leng stepped out, he just fell into this flame, and his horrified eyes were shocked, and his body burned in an instant.

"Spare your life!"

Chihe begged for mercy in a loud voice, and was about to step out of Tianbu again and flee in other directions.

Call!

The wind whistled strangely.

The windmaster on the edge of the island on this side disappeared into thin air.

On that side, the flames a few feet behind Chihe Leng pulled weirdly, and quickly condensed into a finger, pointing at Chihe Leng's head!

Bang bang!

With two consecutive breaking sounds, Chihe Leng did not make a single response, and was hit in an instant.

The skull, along with the amulet supernatural powers, was pierced, blood splattered out, and this extremely ambitious and talented monk of the generation died on the spot.

......

And from here, the humanoid body behind the fingers gradually condensed, it was still a flame, but after the condensation was complete, the light and shadow flickered, turning into a flesh and blood body.

It's the Wind Master.

The weirdness of it is indescribable.

The Tsing Yi sword master who was chasing after him was also fixed, and his eyes were shocking.

"Based on the ninth-order spiritual object, the supernatural power ...... that is unleashed"

The Tsing Yi Sword Lord muttered in his heart, and infinite longing rose in his eyes.

They are also monks in the supreme human realm, but only the Dao heart has changed three times, only those who have fused ninth-order spiritual objects, and only those who have the best innate spiritual treasures, can they really be regarded as the top ones.

......

Tens of thousands of miles away, Fang Junmei and the others gradually calmed down a little from their excitement.

"What's up with your face?"

Fang Junmei asked.

"Are you allowed to pretend to be a ghost?"

Yang Xiaowan glared at him, and snorted a little mischievously.

When Fang Junmei heard this, he laughed out loud and asked again, "Then how did you come alive?"

At this point, it was just to stop, Yang Xiaoslow had already given him a silent look, and Fang Junmei immediately reacted, the other party must have come here with a secret.

"It's a long story, let's go back first. ”

Yang Xiaochuan said.

Fang Junmei nodded.

When they got here, the two of them completely calmed down.

......

Whew!

The figures of the two flashed, and they also came to the side of the two wind masters, and saluted and thanked the two.

"The contents of his storage space are also a reunion gift from me for the two of you, come and see me later. ”

After the wind master finished speaking, he floated away in a very chic manner.

The sword master in Tsing Yi left with a cold face, and it was surprising that he was able to help. Fang Junmei stared at his back, revealing a thoughtful look.

After taking the things in the cold storage space of Chihe, the two of them went back to the inn where Fang Junmei lived first, with the wind master obviously on his side, naturally no one would embarrass them.

......

And Yang Xiaochuan was not seriously injured, and he was cultivating Fang Junmei's endless Taoist scriptures, and almost when he returned to the inn, his injuries were all healed.

Yang Xiaowan took out a pill to take it, and his face was twisted a few times, and then he returned to his original appearance, and Fang Junmei was even more happy when he saw it, it turned out that he had taken the Yirong Dan.

The two reunited after a long absence, and they couldn't stop talking.

Of course, this long-term absence is also indispensable for newlyweds.

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