"Everyone has their own ambitions, since General Wu regards him as a flood beast, then Liu Mou is not boring to himself, but there is such a thing as an enemy, it is always good to have one less. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Liu Wensheng smiled, and as he spoke, he looked at the other battle group, which was the old man rickety and the blue-haired old man.

"General Wu, Elder Du, kill the enemy!" Liu Wensheng opened his mouth lightly, speaking unhurriedly, with a gentle tone and elegant temperament, no matter how you look at it, he is a weak scholar, but there is an indescribable killing meaning in his words, which makes people feel cold.

Another Yuan Infant Great Perfection Battle Group, two old men are fighting fiercely, one is holding a spear, the other is holding a halberd, the body is like a ghost, up to the clouds, down to the abyss, roaring all the way to the duel, where they pass, the world is turned upside down, and everything is silent.

Liu Wensheng's whole body glowed, flashing, and appeared above the two old men in an instant, his hands hung in front of his chest, forming a strange magic decision, and behind him, a willow tree immediately appeared, with thousands of branches, dancing slowly, like a thousand-armed Guanyin.

Suddenly, countless branches of the willow tree shot out, all in unison towards the blue-haired old man in the warband below.

The blue-haired old man noticed Liu Wensheng's appearance for the first time, and after he turned his mind, he immediately realized something, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he already had a retreat, and with a sudden wave of his arm, the bronze halberd swept out, swinging away the spear that was stabbing straight away.

Immediately, the blue-haired old man urged the law, and the bronze halberd was huge in an instant, and his figure shook, standing on it, and with the sound of breaking through the sky, he was about to break out of the battle group before thousands of willows fell.

"Wooh!" A ghost crying wolf howl suddenly came, high in the sky, dark clouds were thick, black rain was pouring down, and a large area of pitch-black stick shadows mixed with countless hideous ghost heads swept in, blocking the way of the blue-haired old man.

"A high-grade magic weapon, like the light of a grain of rice, dares to compete with the bright moon, and does not measure his strength!" The blue-haired old man was anxious, but he didn't care about this blow, he stretched out a finger and gently touched it towards the sky.

In an instant, the dark clouds and black rain, the shadow of the stick, the ghost head, all collapsed and dissipated after a flash, and ceased to exist.

"Dealing with a Yuan Infant Great Perfection, the high-grade magic weapon is indeed a bit child's play, but there is no very good magic weapon below, so I can only compete with you with my bare hands. ”

Du Fan swooped over, and the surface of his body appeared Golden Crane, Green Deer, Black Tiger, Red Ape, Yellow Bear, a total of five phantoms, layer upon layer, beautiful, when he punched out, the sound of the five birds roared up, containing strange energy, mixed with the power of the five elements, domineering.

Seeing this scene, the blue-haired old man's face showed a solemn expression, and he also swung out a punch with the momentum of the bronze halberd under his feet.

"Boom!" When the two fists collided together, dozens or hundreds of spatial cracks suddenly shook out of the nearby void, and spread in all directions, the scene was extremely terrifying.

After the blow, Du Fan's face suddenly turned pale, and ......he retreated several steps in a row before he regained his footing.

The blue-haired old man was just in shape, and then he drove the bronze halberd in the direction of the direction and continued to break through the air.

Wu Wei didn't get close to the battle group, he stood in the distance, he didn't know when a turquoise longbow appeared in his hand, he held the bow in one hand, and the arrow in the other, when the bow was bent like a full moon, there was a "buzz", and the arrow immediately turned into a beam of light, shooting straight towards the blue-haired old man like lightning.

The blue-haired old man had to stop retreating, and with a slight touch of one foot, the bronze halberd was just a blur, which immediately became the normal size, and returned to his hand, and when his arm shook suddenly, the bronze halberd stabbed straight out.

"When!" the bronze halberd and the flying arrow mismatched each other, and there was a piercing screech like metal grinding, and then the arrow collapsed, turning into a rain of light and rain.

After a short fight with Du Fan and Wu Wei, although the blue-haired old man did not suffer any heavy blows, it was this delay that thousands of emerald green willows fell down, impermeable to the wind, drowning him in it, and disappeared in an instant.

The rickety old man galloped over, and without saying a word, he rushed directly into the wicker-shrouded area with a spear in hand.

Wu Wei shook his wrist, put away the turquoise longbow, he glanced at thousands of wickers, took a deep breath, and walked in the same step.

The same is true of Du Fan, who followed closely and disappeared into thousands of wickers.

Liu Wensheng stood in place and did not move, while urging the willow secret method and manipulating the branches to dance wildly, he raised his hand with a move, and the spirit refining furnace flew from a distance, suspended above his head, eyeing him fiercely, ready to attack.

After about a meal, among the thousands of wickers, there was a loud noise and a roar, followed by a violent spatial shock, and I saw a young man rushing out, looking at his appearance, it was the blue-haired old man.

Seeing this, Liu Wensheng's eyes suddenly burst out, and he raised his finger towards the blue-haired old man Yuanying.

"Hum!" The long-standing spirit refining furnace rushed out in an instant, and in a flash, it came to the blue-haired old man and directly stored it in it.

On the surface of the spirit refining furnace, the flames were rolling, steaming, emitting a scorching temperature, and burning.

The willow tree behind Liu Wensheng and the thousands of willow branches below slowly disappeared, revealing Du Fan, the rickety old man, and Wu Wei.

"Lao Liu, let me tell you, this time you can't miss again, I don't want to be remembered by two Yuan Infant Stage Great Perfections day and night at the same time. Wu Wei said loudly.

"Don't worry, it won't. Liu Wensheng smiled, still with a gentle expression, but the movements in his hands were almost dazzling, and in an instant, hundreds of magic duels were played, and they submerged into different positions of the spirit refining furnace in turn.

The blue-haired old man in the spirit refining furnace was dying and struggling, making the spirit refining furnace rise and shrink and roar, but compared to the previous level of struggle of the blood-robed man, it was obviously much worse, after all, the blood-robed man's body was not destroyed at that time, and there was a magic weapon to help, but now the blue-haired old man has only one Yuan Ying who is good at escaping, but he is trapped in the spirit refining furnace, which can be described as a poor donkey.

This refining process lasted for about half an hour, and when the blazing flames surrounding the spirit refining furnace completely dissipated, Liu Wensheng's palm spread out, and after a few rotations in the air, the spirit refining furnace suddenly turned into the size of a palm, and flew back to Liu Wensheng's hand in a flash.

"How is it?" Wu Wei kept watching, and it wasn't until the spirit refining furnace returned to Liu Wensheng's hands that he asked urgently.

"Dead. Liu Wensheng opened his mouth indifferently, and then with a flick of his wrist, the spirit refining furnace disappeared.

"Lao Liu, you have finally done a reliable thing!" Wu Weichang let out a long breath, and instantly looked much more relaxed.

"Elder Du, the old man has heard of your extraordinaryness a long time ago, but he didn't expect to reach this level, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be unbelievable. The rickety old man looked at Du Fan, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and he arched his hand and said.

"Where, the heavy damage to Zhen Yuan and the killing of Hong Ze are all the credit of the ancestor of this sect, General Wu and Your Excellency, and they have only done a little bit of their best, compared with the three, it is not worth mentioning. Du Fan waved his hand and said, at the same time he was secretly depressed in his heart, saying that he was not in the limelight, and he acted in a low-key manner, but in the end he still made a move, and the reason for this was that General Wu was to blame, he had to pull him into the water, it was too pit, and what was even more annoying was that if he said that he was hiding his strength, General Wu was not shallower than him hiding.

"Let's talk about other things later, since the other two Yuan Infant Stage Great Perfection ran and died, then it's time for this Armageddon to come to an end. Regarding Du Fan's performance just now, Liu Wensheng didn't show too much surprise, but after a meaningful glance at Du Fan, he took over the conversation and opened his mouth like this.

"Okay, then the four of us will divide the labor, the old man and Brother Liu will help the battlefield of the Yuan Infant Period, General Wu will help the Jindan Period, and Elder Du will help the Foundation Building Period and the Qi Refining Period. The rickety old man was also interested, and after his eyes flashed, he echoed Liu Wensheng and said.

"No problem. The suggestion put forward by the rickety old man was reasonable, and naturally no one objected, and the four of them immediately dispersed and rushed to different battlefields.

......

Du Fan was in the middle of the crowd, and as soon as he pinched his hands, wisps of black mist immediately erupted from his heavenly spirit, and after rolling in the air above his head, he turned into four forms of ghosts, namely jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, and then flashed out and rushed into the enemy's group of low-level monks, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, wandering away, constantly harvesting life.

Immediately afterward, he writhed and made some movements that looked very strange.

In a moment, the five fowl clones were separated from the body and transfigured, scattered and rushed out, killing on a large scale, and everywhere they passed, it was bloody and miserable, and it was not known how many times stronger than the four ghosts of jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards.

Suddenly, the figure of a woman in a purple dress fell into Du Fan's eyes.

Tuoba Yan'er is being besieged by two Zhongzhou Zhuji monks, this woman is obviously invincible, she is defeated, her face is pale, her dress is stained with blood, her delicate body is full of scars, and the injury is not light, but she is still gritting her teeth and persevering, struggling to urge a magic weapon fragment, refusing to retreat.

In fact, the war has been going on so far, and there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle, and many people in Chongzhou have begun to leave the battlefield and flee in all directions.

One of the two foundation building monks who besieged Tuoba Yan'er was a physical cultivator, he unfolded his body and swam to the back of this woman, taking advantage of the fact that another foundation building monk on his side was fighting with Tuoba Yan'er, and unexpectedly punched a punch into the back of Tuoba Yan'er's head.

If this punch hits, there is no reason for this woman to survive, and it seems that she will not be able to dodge it.

Suddenly, Du Fan appeared, a palm reached out, and grasped the fist of the Zhuji monk, and at the same time, a soft force rolled out, gently pushing away the other Zhuji monk who was attacking Tuoba Yan'er, and pulled the woman back from the brink of death.

"Elder Du?" When the two foundation building monks saw the visitor, they were stunned for a moment, and then they hurriedly gave a salute, their expressions were very excited, and the look of worship in their eyes was particularly obvious. (To be continued.) )