"Pavilion Master!"

"Pavilion Master !!"

“......！！！“

Those Medicine Pavilion disciples who were fighting with the Yusu Monk had all seen Ouyang Changyi in front of the Danding statue! Ouyang Changyi has no vitality left!

Right now... Boom~!

Knock~!Knock~!

The mountain bell does not know where to start, echoing in the rainy mountain, full of sadness and gloom, the mountain bell has a spirit... This is, the death knell.

"Slaughter this group of dogs/mothers and avenge the pavilion master!!"

"Kill !!"

"Kill!!"

“......”

The eyes of the Medicine Pavilion disciples were extremely red, and the eyes that looked at those Yusu monks were all murderous!

The Medicine Pavilion has been independent of the world for ten thousand years, saving lives and helping the wounded, it can be said that in the entire Yunshui Realm, no matter which force has been favored by the Medicine Pavilion, and has never participated in the disputes in the world, and because of this, there is no faction in the Medicine Pavilion, plus the number of people is small, and the relationship between the disciples is excellent.

"Changyi!"

Before Tie Mu saw the statue, Ouyang Changyi, who had completely lost his vitality, his eyes were red in an instant, and at his age, he was also looking up to the sky and roaring sadly.

"The disciples of the Medicine Pavilion listened to the order and swore to destroy the Feather Su, and hated the Pavilion Master!"

"Extinguish the feather house!

"Snow hate!"

"Kill!"

"Kill !!"

“......”

Ouyang Changyi's death made these Medicine Pavilion disciples completely crazy, originally many disciples of the Medicine Pavilion were only dedicated to studying alchemy on weekdays, and they were not good at killing techniques, so they had no advantage at all in fighting with those Yusu monks, and it was almost a one-sided posture of being slaughtered.

But at the moment... The situation has changed.

Fighting against each other, the weak are afraid of the strong, the strong are afraid of being ruthless, and they are ruthless... I'm afraid of dying!

The people of this Medicine Pavilion are rushing towards those Feather Monks at this moment, who don't take their lives seriously at all!

I can't fight the art of killing, I can pull you to blow yourself up, and you want to die together!

Blood, flowing, fighting and roaring, and the sound of monks exploding themselves echoed in this land of Danchang.

And in front of the statue of the Dan Ding, Yun Ling held the Fang Dan Ding in her hand, stunned, looking at the fallen old man in front of her, looking at the peaceful smile on Ouyang Changyi's face, I don't know why... She felt a touch of kindness, she felt a touch of sadness.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a loud bang throughout the Dan Field, the mountain peaks shook violently, and all the open spaces were shattered!

Those people who were originally fighting, under this loud noise, couldn't help but shake their bodies, and they were stunned for a moment, looking at the center of the Dan Field.

Smoke and dust, blown away by the wind.

The two of them stood in the center of this Dan field, hundreds of feet apart.

The jade crown that Mo Xiong was holding was already shattered, his long hair was scattered behind him, and a wisp of blood was slowly flowing down the corner of his mouth, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Just now... He and the kid in front of him, who was only at the peak of foundation building, went back and forth for hundreds of rounds, but he didn't have the upper hand at all, but was slightly injured.

And Qin Feng's eyes were also condensed, after the battle just now, he could feel that this guy in front of him was much stronger than Zhou Hong!

There are many spells that he is proficient in, and the swordsmanship is even sharper!

Glancing at his body slightly, he was wearing a black coat with more than thirty sword marks, and a coat was already broken.

Blood, oozing from the sword marks in this shirt.

However, there is not much blood flow, and almost all of them heal as soon as they appear.

But despite this, Qin Feng couldn't help frowning, his eight or nine Xuan Gong, generally speaking, in the Yunshui Realm... The cultivation under the Yuan Infant is definitely not harmful!

This guy in front of you...

The golden hoop stick in his hand is clenched.

Be quiet... At this moment, both of them were not moving, but there was a breath of qi that echoed in the sky above this Dan field!

Even Yun Ling looked at this scene in amazement, what she was surprised was Qin Feng, she never thought that Qin Feng would be so powerful!

There was a flame in Qin Feng's eyes, and under the fiery eyes, all the spiritual power in Mo Xiong's body was under his eyes.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The sound of the wind is roaring in this world!

When the fourth breath comes!

Qin Feng's eyes flickered, and under his fiery eyes, he saw that Mo Xiong's spiritual power had been condensed, and before he could make a move, he would make a move in advance!

In an instant, there was a thunderous roar in the entire Dan field, the thunder pool appeared, almost in a breath, dozens of thunderbolt-condensed dragons rushed towards Mo Xiong, and at the same time, above this sky, one after another ice and flame clusters appeared, and hundreds of fire balls smashed down together!

Qin Feng's figure appeared in the sky hundreds of zhang in an instant, his eyelids swept over the ten thousand zhang Dan field with a slight low, holding the golden hoop stick in his right hand, and sealing it with one hand in his left hand.

"Seal!"

"Boom!"

"Collapse!"

The thousands of miles around Mo Xiong were locked, and then the void collapsed and exploded!

Boom Boom Boom!

Ice Flame Ball Ball, Xuan Hao Thunder Dragon Technique, Empty Tomb Technique!

Wanzhang Danchang, at this moment, is completely destroyed!

The dazzling light flickered from this Dan field, covering the entire main peak of the rain mountain, covering the sun in the sky, the entire mountain peak was shaking violently, and the remnants of the aftermath were surging and dissipating, but wherever the aftermath passed, it was shattered!

Those Medicine Pavilion disciples and Yusu monks who were fighting were all blown backwards under this wind and waves at this moment.

Yun Ling frowned, blocking in front of Ouyang Changyi's seated body, and with a wave of her hand, the white light enveloped the two of them, struggling to maintain their bodies still in the remaining waves.

Rumble... Rumble!

The air waves, like the waves of a tsunami in the sea, roll endlessly!

It lasted for dozens of seconds before the wave of qi emitted from the Dan Field slowly dissipated.

The entire Yushan Mountain, except for the main peak, the rest of the peaks have been cut by dozens of meters, and the rubble is rolling down!

Rich smoke and dust permeated this 10,000-square-foot Dan field.

Qin Feng's figure fell from the sky and landed five meters in front of Yun Ling, eyebrows... Still tightly wrinkled.

Fang Cai was because he had a sharp eye, so he took the lead.

But the offensive just now, whether or not he could destroy this Mo Xiong, Qin Feng himself had no bottom in his heart.

The smoke is wafting...

Quiet, dead silence... Even those who were fighting had stopped fighting at this moment, and many of them were even swept away thousands of meters by the previous wave of qi, whether it was the Yusu monk or the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion, they all lay on the ground one by one, all looking at the center of the Dan Field in shock.

One breath, two breaths... Three Breaths... Four breaths...

Time passes by second by second, like a drop of water falling on a person's heart.

When the fifth breath comes!

"Ahhh!!hh

A furious roar resounded from the center of the field!

The thick smoke and dust in the Dan field are surging and tumbling at this moment!

A suffocating coercion has appeared, and this coercion is still soaring wildly!

Is that... Mo Xiong!

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