Yu Yaohuan raised the lamp in his hand, and the void spirit purple fire intertwined into a criss-crossing dense net, rising out of thin air to hold the spiritual fireball that turned into the form of a sun wheel. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun wheel continued to rotate, and the fire blade cut through the purple fire network, although the blade and the fire net were both illusory bodies formed by flames, but the cutting collision was like a saw cutting back and forth on the wire, and the sound was harsh and ugly.

Qing Zhou's fingers flicked a few times, and dozens of knife wheels flew out on the sun wheel, and suddenly passed through the wire net, enveloping Yu Yaohuan and the four male cultivators behind him.

"Oh. ”

Yu Yaohuan snorted softly, and crushed a blood-colored bead in his hand, after the bead was broken, it did not leave a residue, but raised a talisman, the talisman flashed brightly, and a pink protective shield rose in a moment.

The Spiritual Fire Knife Wheel slammed into the protective shield, making a sizzling burning sound, firmly attached to the surface of the protective shield, slowly consuming the power of the talisman.

The remaining four male cultivators did not have such means, and some people took out the magic weapon and wanted to knock the blade away, but the spiritual fire was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, spreading up along the magic weapon, and in a moment the male cultivator was burned into ashes, and it was scattered with the sea breeze.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Yaohuan became a lonely person, and the protective shield was a precious talisman that she had dispatched, which was the handwriting of the authentic talisman master of Chang Gung Valley, although it could only be used once, it could resist any attack at the level of qi refining.

Seeing that the spiritual fire blade was gradually burning out, and the protective shield was about to disappear, Yu Yaohuan's heart ached, his subordinates died, and the Void Spirit Purple Fire and the defensive talisman were used, but he still couldn't shake off the deadly evil star in Qingzhou.

"Damn, do you really want to kill them all?" Yu Yaohuan's beautiful face was distorted by hideousness, and she gritted her teeth with hatred as she spoke.

"You are the one who takes the lead, so don't use strong words. Qingzhou's tone was firm, and there was no room for compromise.

The sun wheel rotated, knocking the fire net made of the void spirit purple fire into a dent, and Qing Zhou once again reached out and threw out two spirit fireballs, which were first integrated into the sun wheel, and the power of the sun wheel suddenly doubled.

"Boom. With a bang, the fire net was suddenly defeated, and the purple fire in the sky was submerged by the cyan spiritual fire.

Qingzhou was reluctant to waste it, and the spirit fireball flew around, absorbing all the void spirit purple fire and refining it into the innate fire.

Yu Yaohuan looked at the empty lamp with a painful heart, the void spirit purple fire was gone, her largest palm had disappeared, and while Qingzhou was busy collecting purple fire, she threw out a flying sword and immediately fled into the distance.

Qingzhou gathered the purple fire in one place, formed a walnut size, wrapped it with spiritual fire, slowly refined it with the method of innate fire, looked at the back of Yu Yaohuan in the distance, and immediately drove the flying boat to rush there.

After chasing like this for most of the day, although he did not chase and lose Yu Yaohuan, the distance between the two did not get closer, which made Qingzhou a little surprised, the flying sword under the feet of this woman is only a high-grade magic weapon, and it is mainly used to attack the enemy and kill people, and the speed is far less than that of his own flying magic weapon flying boat.

However, the speed of the flying sword in front of Yu Yaohuan was no less than that of the flying boat, and it was difficult for Qingzhou to catch up with her.

What Qing Zhou didn't know was that the Yu Yaohuan in front of him was heartbroken, the Void Spirit Purple Fire was gone, it was an attack method equivalent to a top-level magic weapon, and the defensive talisman was gone, it was used to save his life, and now the only top-grade magic weapon flying sword on his body was about to be scrapped.

In order to escape from Qingzhou's hands, Yu Yaohuan used extreme imperial techniques to squeeze the potential of the magic weapon, so the speed of the flying sword was equal to that of a specialized flying magic weapon, but the longer it was, the greater the damage to the magic weapon.

The sea breeze whistled in Yu Yaohuan's ears, but the squeak derived from the cracks was clearly heard from the soles of her feet, and if she was not careful, small pieces of debris peeled off and fell on the surface of the sea to make waves.

The flying boat of Qingzhou followed closely behind, and it seemed that it was bound to kill her and then quickly, Yu Yaohuan gritted her teeth, this will not work, after a long time, the flying sword will be abolished, and she still can't escape.

Suddenly, Yu Yaohuan's eyes lit up, and a large group of people appeared in front of her, obviously also monks who went to sea, and it was a good opportunity for her to fish in troubled waters.

When she saw the face of the first monk, Yu Yaohuan was overjoyed and cried out loudly.

"Little Heavenly Prince, save the slave family, someone wants to harm ......"

Suddenly, Yu Yaohuan couldn't go on, a sword head appeared on her chest, the sword body was bloody, and all her vitality was extinguished, and the flying sword under her feet was also at its limit, shattering and peeling into a large pile of fragments, crackling and smashing into the sea.

"Senior Brother Xuan, it seems to be your acquaintance. ”

The monk headed by is Yu Yaohuan's concubine Xuan Xiaotian, this person has a lot of background, belongs to the Xuanji Sect, and his father is Xuan Tiannan, the person in charge of East Antarctica, who is a real person in the later stage of Jindan.

Xuan Xiaotian is romantic, not only seduces the disciples in the door, but also supports more than a dozen female cultivators, and also has a dewy marriage with many slutty female cultivators, Yu Yaohuan is one of them, and he is impressed by the excellent performance between the beds.

This time he went to sea, Xuan Xiaotian didn't bring a concubine, he was quite depressed, and when he saw Yu Yaohuan sent to the door, his eyes lit up, and he was about to take her into his arms and love her, but he was simply killed.

At this time, the Qing Zhou who shot had already flown in front of him, stretched out his hand and pulled the flying sword out of the soft delicate body, and Yu Yao fell to the bottom of the sea without blinking.

Xuan Xiaotian glanced at the corpse that fell into the water, and felt a little regretful, he had thousands of women, and Yu Yaohuan was a rare one that impressed him.

"Stop, who let you go?"

Qingzhou killed Yu Yaohuan, and the flying sword hooked the storage bag on her body and flew back, although there were many people on the other side, they couldn't mess with his heart. He immediately turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't expect someone to stop him unceremoniously.

"What advice do you have?" Qing Zhou looked at Xuan Xiaotian.

"You killed my man, and you still don't kneel down to apologize. ”

Qing Zhou saw Xuan Xiaotian and the monks behind him, all with flame-shaped tokens on their bodies, and remembered that this was the identity token of the Xuanji Sect.

"On the other side is the senior brother of the Xuanji Sect, in Xia Qingzhou, he is a disciple of Ling Xiaoguan. With that, Qingzhou took out his identity token.

"So what. Xuan Xiaotian said arrogantly, "The people of Lingxiao Guan have just come recently, and many things have been asked to reach the Xuanji Sect, and in the Xuanji Sect, my father has the final say, you are a little disciple, I can't wave my hand." ”

"It stands to reason that I just killed a loose cultivator who robbed money and killed him, this woman is not a person from the Xuanji Sect, dare to ask Your Excellency how you want to send me down?"

"This son said that she is a person from the Xuanji Sect, she is, you are so bold, dare to kill my woman, do you know who you offended?"

Qing Zhou's expression was cold, knowing that this person was unreasonable, not to mention the harmony between the seven factions, he couldn't say that he was going to have a fight.

"I and other sect disciples, the rules are strict, the most taboo is to make friends with demons, this woman is lewd and debauched, not a good person, but Xuan Gongzi, you said that you knew her, is the style of Xuanji Sect so arrogant?"

"Clever tongue like a spring, wait for this son to burn your mouth. ”