The situation was critical, and in a hurry, Wu Lu hurriedly touched the storage bag on his waist, took out a defensive talisman, hurriedly sent it, and shouted: "Come!" Suddenly a layer of light curtain was formed in the sky above it, and at the moment when the light was formed, the firelight roared, mercilessly smashed on the light curtain, and with a bang, the fire dragon soared into the sky but it was also an instant fire extinguished, and the light was able to block the blow of the three fireball talismans, but the defensive talisman was obviously not much better, and it disintegrated and dissipated into nothing in the rush of the firelight, exposing Wu Lu.

Wu Lu's eyes burst out, and he glanced at the defense talisman he bought with a low-grade spirit stone in disbelief, and he was furious, and he was about to fight back, but his face suddenly stiffened, and then changed greatly, it turned out that the second wave of the opponent's strong attack was fierce, and there were five fireball talismans with amazing firelight, and in an instant, Wu Lu's whole body was as nervous as a stone, and his heart was as heavy as being filled with cold lead.

It turned out that Fan Xiaodong had never thought that three fireball talismans would be able to solve the master of the fourth layer of Qi training, so after the first wave of attacks, he immediately launched an even more violent attack than the first one.

The fireball talisman came as scheduled in Wu Lu's horrified gaze, and the sound of "touch!" resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The huge impact and destructive force instantly shattered the aura shield formed on the surface of Wu Lu's body with a devastating force, and smashed it on Wu Lu's chest, "Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously seriously injured, the flying sword had no aura support, coupled with the effect of gravity and the pressure of Wu Lu, he started a free fall movement, Wu Lu's fat body slammed on the ground, dust everywhere, blocking the view, until the dust was gone, only to see the human-shaped pit, Wu Lu was on his back on the ground, his chest was pitch black, the flesh and blood were blurred, Wu Lu's face was twisted together, obviously caused by pain, the eyes full of unwillingness and crazy killing intent continued to shoot out, and he struggled for a long time before standing up, staring at Fan Xiaodong deadly。

"Second brother. Sichedi's voice came from afar, Fan Xiaodong hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see Wu You driving the flying sword, angrily coming here. Wu You, who had been waiting in the distance for a long time and didn't see Fan Xiaodong's figure, immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately rushed back in a panic.

"Xiaodong, be careful, he handed it over to me, and this injured one will be handed over to you. Huang Tianlong's face was solemn, staring at Wu You who flew in as if he was facing a great enemy, and explained to Fan Xiaodong, and then fought with him with a flying sword.

"Ahem, you're good, but you won't have that much luck this time. Taking advantage of the moment when Fan Xiaodong was distracted just now, Wu Lu in the pit immediately took a healing pill, and with a stretch of his legs, he jumped out of the pit and went to the cold road on the ground.

Fan Xiaodong sneered, his eyes were solemn, staring at Wu Lu, although Wu Lu was seriously injured, but the mana of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation was not blown in vain, so there was still a trace of jealousy in his heart.

"Huh!" Wu Lu took the lead in making a move, only to see his hands dancing, and the flying sword that had originally fallen in the pit rose out of thin air, pointed at Fan Xiaodong, and shouted: "Disease." The flying sword made a buzzing sound, and soon broke through the air, with the sound of an air explosion, directly breaking through the air and hitting Fan Xiaodong's chest.

And Fan Xiaodong sneered, as if he had expected it, and then with a movement of his right hand, he sent out the bound talisman that was given away, and secretly shouted: "Pro!" Immediately, the spell formed a white rope of light, like white tentacles, and it swarmed up and wrapped around the flying sword, preventing this fatal blow.

Seeing the defeat of the first blow, Wu Lu's face couldn't help but be hideous again, and the printing and printing in his hand changed, and the flying sword seemed to be angry, vibrating up and down, and after a while, it spun in the air.

Seeing this situation, Fan Xiaodong secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly took out the remaining three fireball talismans and smashed them at the flying sword. But it was still a step too late, only to see the flying sword spinning rapidly, the blade was sharp, the white light rope was broken as soon as it was touched, the flying sword broke free in an instant, and came towards Fan Xiaodong again, but this time it happened to collide with the three fireball talismans flying from the opposite side, the blazing high temperature, and the huge impact force made the already frustrated flying sword fall downwind, and was bounced aside.

And Wu Lu, who thought that the victory was in his hands, was complacent, suddenly his face changed, and he tried his best to stop the speed of the flying sword, but it was too late for the boat to reach the heart of the river to make up for the leak, as the flying sword was knocked away, Wu Lu felt bad, with the blood and qi surging, his heart hurt, his head was dizzy, he covered his chest, half bent over, and donated blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Fan Xiaodong immediately realized that this was a good opportunity, and flew up, facing Wu Brigade is a fireball technique, and Wu Brigade seemed to be dying again, and rolled out of the air one by one, and hurriedly took out two lower grade spirit stones with both hands, held them in his hands, and quickly ran **, and quickly replenished the aura.

Seeing Wu Lu's sensitive dodge, Fan Xiaodong was stunned, his speed was still agile when he was seriously injured, but it was just one level higher than me, could it be that this was the effect. But it's only a thousandth of a second, a sneer hung on the corner of Fan Xiaodong's mouth, his hands in front of him continued, a strange handprint in his right hand was aimed at Wu Brigade who was looking at him vigilantly, and with a flick of Wu Brigade, a thumb-sized balloon rushed towards him like thunder and lightning, and Wu Brigade rolled over again, but the moment he looked at Fan Xiaodong, he seemed to see Fan Xiaodong smiling at him.

A bad premonition shrouded in his heart, and he hurriedly looked left and right, trying to see Fan Xiaodong's premeditation, but the moment he turned his head, he felt a pain in his neck, followed by a heat, Wu Lu looked down incredibly, only to see a stream of blood gushing out like a column of water, at this time Wu Lu's eyes were round, his body fell to the ground weakly, and he stopped moving after a few convulsions.

However, Fan Xiaodong stared at the corpse, as if looking for something, and sure enough, a green light flashed out of his body, and flew into the distance, Fan Xiaodong sneered, and with a wave of his right hand, an invisible barrier was formed, just blocking the green light, and then Fan Xiaodong grabbed it in his hand.

"Please, let me go?" Lu Mang was the Yuan Shen of the dead Wu Lu, and Wu Lu was kneeling on the ground and praying to Fan Xiaodong. Cultivators, as long as their souls are not extinguished, can be reborn, but they can only be taken once, otherwise the primordial spirit will not be able to withstand the backlash of taking away and disappearing.