(New week, please recommend!Collection!) How could Wu Changlai let Liruo get out so easily, and with a spit out of the spiritual power of his left palm, a red flame long sword was now in the void. This sword will definitely make Liruo die here. A grim look flashed in Elder Wu's eyes, and he wanted to kill Li Ruo.

The monks of the Northern Wilderness who were fighting outside the arena could see clearly, where was this martial arts contest? It seems that the genius of the Northern Han Eight Rank Immortal Root is going to be buried under the Red Flame Long Sword.

At this time, even Bai Yifeng's face changed, he never expected that Li Ruo would actually be able to let the Nine Dragons Silver Spirit Spear get out of his hands.

Yang Dingtian, the palace master of Chiyang Palace, who was watching the battle in Jiangxue Pavilion, couldn't help but look at the woman in blue and motioned for her to look away.

The woman in blue looked calm, watching the situation in the field intently.

And the beautiful black-robed man from the Heavenly Desolate Gate frowned slightly, and said softly, "Then Elder Wu is dead!"

As soon as these words came out, many of the Heavenly Desolate Sect monks under him were stunned and were about to question.

However, the situation in the field has changed.

Elder Wu was victorious, holding the Red Flame Long Sword, and he was already twenty zhang behind Li Ruo, and he could kill Li Ruo in an instant.

But at this moment, I saw Liruo suddenly turn around. I don't know when in my hand, there is a big bow with a simple style, a cyan bow arm, I don't know what material it is, exuding a faint green glow.

On the black bowstring, endless black light flickered. The atmosphere of antiquity spreads, and the endless coercion spreads. As soon as this bow came out, the entire Great Highness of the Northern Han was about to suffocate, it was a strong killing intent.

"The Heavenly Hidden Fallen Bow—"

"The heavens are hidden and the gods are gone, and the immortals have no door-"

"That's the first killing weapon of the Northern Han that hasn't appeared in three or four hundred years! It is said that a soul-level monk has been shot down!"

In the northern wilderness, there is no shortage of knowledgeable people. The audience was in an uproar!

The Northern Han Sect and the others were so shocked that they couldn't speak, they had always thought that on this day, the Divine Bow and the Holy Lotus would be in retreat together. I didn't expect it to be in the hands of Liruo.

"It's better to think about it from the water!" Bai Yifeng smiled bitterly.

At this time, the most repentant was Elder Wu Wensheng of Jiangxue Pavilion. After three hundred years of cultivation, as a monk of the Jiangxue Pavilion, how could he not have heard of the prestige of the Heavenly Hidden Divine Bow.

The white dress of the pear is flying, the bow is open like a full moon, and a lightsaber is now on the bowstring.

Looking at Elder Wu's dead face, Li Ruo sneered: "Choose a good name in the next life!"

Instigation-, cold mang.

The god bows open, and there is death and no life.

That heavenly arrow directly pierced Elder Wu's foreheart.

Peng――

The corpse exploded, and the soul was destroyed. Jiangxue Pavilion Wu asked the elder to grow old, and the soul was extinguished.

The entire Great Highness of the Northern Han was silent for more than ten seconds.

Then, with a "whoosh-" sound, it rolled like thunder.

The monks of the entire Northern Wilderness were almost boiling.

The monk of the eighth rank of the Northern Han Sect of the Eight-Rank Immortal Root of the Supreme Spirit Beginner directly shot and killed the monk of the Zhixue Pavilion to the middle level of the Spirit in the ring. This time is enough to shake the entire Northern Wilderness.

This can almost be seen as the Northern Han Sect's declaration of war against the Jiangxue Pavilion.

Wu Wensheng and Fang Cai Xue Pavilion Cultivators used the Spirit Slaying Thunder differently, because after all, it was a means for them to die together. And the pear Ruoke was unharmed and shot people cleanly.

It's a pity that Wu Wensheng's name is too bad, and he has become the first three-school spiritual realm monk to be directly killed in the past 10,000 years. I'm afraid that when I reach the netherworld, I will cry for three days.

The Pavilion Master of the Jiangxue Pavilion, Li Xue, raised his eyebrows, and the two cold rays shot straight in the direction of the Northern Han Sect, not hiding his dissatisfaction at all.

"Good kill!" Bai Yifeng's face turned cold, and he looked back at Lord Li Xue directly, "What's the matter?"

"This is a declaration of war on my Jiangxue Pavilion!" Li Xue said coldly.

"What about declaring war, since everyone wants to change the pattern of this Northern Desolation, my Northern Han Sect naturally can't let anyone slaughter it!" Bai Yifeng couldn't help but glance in the direction of the Heavenly Desolate Gate.

In fact, the most taboo thing for him in the entire field was not Master Li Xue, but the mysterious and demonic black-robed man in the Desolate Sect that day. Because the Northern Han Sect did not have any information about this black-robed man, it seemed that this black-robed man suddenly appeared in the Heavenly Desolate Gate.

Bai Yifeng's strong response made Li Xuezhu dare not act rashly for the time being, the key is that the Tianhuangmen side has not said anything yet.

"Hmph!" Lord Li Xue suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted coldly, "Since this is the case, then in the next few scenes, Sect Master Bai should be careful!"

In fact, for Wu Wensheng's life and death, Li Xuezhu didn't care at all. What she wanted was such a mess, since Wu Wensheng was killed, then Jiangxue Pavilion had a powerful reason to kill the Northern Han Monk. This is exactly what Li Xuezhu wants.

"Pavilion Master, it's time for a subordinate to appear!" said the Yang Palace Master of Chiyang Palace beside Lord Li Xue.

"It's okay!" Lord Li Xue nodded slightly.

Now that the monk of the Jiangxue Pavilion has reappeared, he is already the sixth person. Lord Li Xue knew in his heart that Elder Wu was a mid-level Soul Spirit, with a soul treasure on his body, and he could be described as a first-class master of Jiangxue Pavilion, but he was shot and killed by Na Liruo in this way. If at this time, if you send an ordinary spiritual realm monk, I am afraid that you will definitely not be able to help Liruo who is carrying two soul treasures.

Missing a good game is not what Lord Li Xue wants, and the monks who end up must have the ability to absolutely kill Li Ruo, so that Wu Wensheng's death will not be in vain.

Yang Dingtian is one of the three palace masters of the Jiangxue Pavilion, and his cultivation is the Great Perfection of the Supreme Spirit Middle Level, and the magic weapon on his body is extraordinary. is even more vicious and vicious, since he is invited to fight, he is naturally the right candidate.

Seeing the pavilion master nodding, Yang Dingtian's face showed a sinister look, if he ends, he will make Li Ruo's life worse than death.

But at this moment, the mysterious woman in blue suddenly spoke: "Kill with a knife, Yang Palace Master take a break, wait for the palace to fight with her!"

"Oh!" As soon as the woman in blue said this, Lord Li Xue and Palace Master Yang were stunned.

"Dongfang Palace Master, it's still not necessary! Although this pear is powerful, it is not the Northern Cold Holy Lotus, why do you want to end it yourself?" Lord Li Xue was the master of the First Pavilion, but his tone towards the woman in blue was extremely polite.

And listening to these words, this woman in blue is the one that Jiangxue Pavilion is preparing to deal with the Northern Cold Holy Lotus, and she will not end up easily. It's just that for some reason, the blue woman changed her mind at this time.

"Pavilion Master Mingjian, now it's the sixth formation!The Northern Han Holy Lotus has never shown up, and most of them won't appear!That pear is holding two soul treasures, which are extremely powerful, and maybe there is some means to press the bottom of the box! The subordinates will appear for a while, if it is not good, it will not be too late to let the Yang Palace Lord appear!" The woman in blue said.

"Oh!" Lord Li Xue's smile was a little meaningful, but Palace Master Yang smiled awkwardly.

Who in the Jiangxue Pavilion doesn't know that in the past hundred years, the monks of the Jiangxue Pavilion who have entered the WTO, in addition to the pavilion master, are the first to major in the Dongfang Pavilion.

Moreover, the monks of the Jiangxue Pavilion were very strange, and they didn't know that Weishenme was the Pavilion Master who was a Spirit Saint Intermediate Great Cultivator, and they all gave three points to this mysterious and enchanting Oriental Palace Master.

said that she was not good, and let the Yang Palace Master appear again was purely to take care of the Yang Palace Master's face.

"Then please ask the Oriental Palace Master to suffer!" "Yang Palace Master is insidious, but he doesn't dare to do anything to this mysterious Oriental Palace Master. Since the other party is going to end up, he will be idle, why not do it?

"It's okay!!The Oriental Palace Lord has appeared, so I'm afraid that I won't have to send someone to appear in the Xue Pavilion!" Li Xue Lord said with a smile. The implication is that as soon as this Eastern Palace Master comes out, it is enough to sweep the Northern Han Sect.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!" the woman in blue saluted, then her willow waist swayed lightly, and she floated directly on the bluestone square.

At this time, Li Ruo had already put away the Heavenly Hidden Divine Bow and held the Nine Dragons Silver Spirit Spear in his hand again. As for the corpse and magic weapon of Elder Wu of the Jiangxue Pavilion, the monks of the Jiangxue Pavilion took it back. The big comparison of the three factions, after all, is not a robbery.

"The girl is so scheming and tricky!" said the woman in blue lightly.

"In the field of life and death, there is no scheming and means! I was the one who was killed!" Li Ruo looked at the woman in blue, and her momentum was not weak at all.

"Eight Rank Immortal Root, I have only practiced for forty years, and the girl's ability is admired by this palace!" said the woman in blue.

"Hmph!" Li Ruo sneered, pointed the silver gun in his hand at the woman in blue, and said, "No need to be polite. Who are you? Hide your head and show your tail, sign up and fight again. ”

The woman in blue has a concave and convex body, curves, and a slight exposure of the scenery on her chest, which is very tempting. Although her face was veiled, she still seemed to be able to feel her smile.

"Palace Master of the Blood Moon Palace of the Jiangxue Pavilion of this Palace, Dongfang Huan!"

Dongfang Huan replied this time, deliberately using real power.

"Dongfang Huan, the Palace Master of the Blood Moon Palace of the Jiangxue Pavilion of the Main Palace!" This sentence echoed throughout the Great Highness of the Northern Han Dynasty and the bluestone square.

The monks of the Northern Wilderness had a lot of discussions, but most of the monks had never heard of Dongfang Huan's name.

"Dongfang Huan?"

"Blood Moon Palace Palace Master, this time the Xue Pavilion is really a master!"

"Yes! That's the Blood Moon Palace! This time, the little girl from the Northern Han Sect is afraid that she will be more than lucky!"

"That's right!"

"Dongfang Huan, the Palace Master of the Blood Moon Palace of the Snow Pavilion?" a kind old man in the crowd frowned slightly, "Old man remembers that the Blood Moon Palace Master is not Jiang Ling'er, who is known as the 'Ruthless Flower'?"

"Hehe! There are many talents in Jiangxue Pavilion! I heard that Jiang Ling'er has retreated and attacked the Spirit Sage! However, this Dongfang Huan really hasn't heard of it!" said another old man beside him.

These two old men are both supreme spirit masters, but they do not belong to the three immortals, but they are loose cultivators who are not low in the Northern Wilderness. None of these two had heard of Dongfang Huan, and the rest were even more difficult to know.

Among the monks, there were many disciples, and only a young male cultivator laughed and whispered to his partner next to him: "This Dongfang Huan's figure is really attractive! The front is convex and the back is upturned, the skin is better than snow, if you take off the veil, you must be a stunning beauty! If you can double cultivate with such a stunner, it is worth it to damage the Tao." ”

"Silence!" the friend next to him reminded, "Brother, if you let Jiangxue Pavilion listen to this, you and I will die!"

"Alas!" the young male cultivator shook his head and said in a low voice, "That's right, our brother doesn't have that life, so let's get over it!"

After that, with a burning gaze that was enough to kill, he swept around Huan Linglong's plump body in the east, and the little friends around him were stunned.

Besides, when the Northern Han Sect heard Dongfang Huan's name and surname, it was also shocked.