Yan Qingqing rushed out of the range covered by seven light marks and wanted to quickly take Li Wei. The three-foot soft sword cut through the air, and the sword mark took a tortuous and wonderful route, giving people a strange murderous intent that is hard to guard against.

Li Yiu knows that the other party has driven seven springs, so how dare he take this sword rashly?

He retreated as quickly as possible and immediately touched the bottle containing the golden crow's blood in his arms.

Yan Qingqing had the upper hand with one sword, so she took advantage of the victory and did not give Li the only chance to counterattack.

"Wow!"

Li Wei didn't have time to pour the golden crow's blood onto the belt of scripture, and only felt the sword shadows coming from the sky, and his ears were full of sharp sounds. The tip of each sword seemed real, and he was about to stab him into a blood hole.

Without thinking, he turned around and ran away.

A sharp sword energy that could pierce his body fell on his back and made a dull sound. However, it was blocked by the ghost flags draped outside and the soft armor of the corpse clothes and armor worn inside, and did not hurt him.

"Want to escape?"

Yan Qingqing knew that he had a defensive magic weapon, and she was jealous and raised her sword to chase after her.

Li Wei sometimes used the "Qingxu Cicada Step" of the twelve random hands of the Chanmen. People were like illusions and their steps were overlapping. Sometimes, he used the "Yellow Dragon ascends to the sky" to fly across the sky, crossing the coffins stacked like hills, like walking on flat ground.

Without borrowing the belt of the scriptures, his speed was as good as Yan Qingqing who opened the seven springs.

"I killed one first and then restrained one. I should have been overcompleted, right? If Li Ling can take down the donkey-faced man as soon as possible, today I will have the opportunity to completely solve all hidden dangers."

Li Wei has a certain understanding of his strength, at least in terms of speed, he is not afraid of the so-called peak Yongquan martial arts and martial arts practitioners like Yan Qingqing.

"Ao!"

A mixed wolf howl sounded in silence, echoing in the sea of ​​coffin, shaking the night fog around it to dissipate.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The heavy and rapid running sounds are from far to near.

Li Wei looked back and saw a five or six-meter-long white-haired wolf king chasing Li Ling and rushing in this direction.

The white-haired wolf king's body was half weak and half full. After the cold air was released on his body, a layer of white frost suddenly appeared on the running floating coffin. Fang Tongzhuo stood on the wolf's back, wearing thick black metal fists on both hands.

The boxing glove weighs 100 kilograms, it is a heavy weapon in the martial arts, and it is made of a precious and dense metal.

Li Wei immediately took out the golden crow's blood and poured it on the belt of the scriptures.

Yan Qingqing had already given up chasing him and attacked Li Ling who was running away. She wanted to see whether the mysterious man would continue to escape or come to save him.

In a blink of an eye, Li Ling fell into a dangerous situation where there were dogs in front and wolves behind, but her face remained unchanged at all. She slapped the soft sword that Yan Qingqing stabbed.

The palm wind contains magic power, like a wall of air, shaking the soft sword trembles.

Yan Qingqing retreated repeatedly, her eyes full of incredible expressions. She did not expect to lose to a Dark Lamp Guidance in the Realm of the Spirit God.

"roar!"

The Snow Wolf King chased after him and waved his sharp claws to smash Li Ling's entire body into mud.

"Bang!"

Li Ling waved her palm to fight, but she couldn't defeat it at all. She threw her body to one side, and her whole arm was bleeding. Before she could land and stand firmly, Fang Tong jumped off the wolf's back and punched her head.

Li Ling had just rolled in a mess and dodged, but Yan Qingqing was already attacking him with a sword.

"bite!"

A yellow light flashed and two swords fought each other.

The soft sword softened and swung away from Li Ling.

Li Wei met her with a sword, stood close to her back, looking around at the powerful enemies on three sides.

"Your character is much better than I expected, and I didn't leave me alone. It's reliable!" Li Ling's face and eyes were still cold, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

"I just understand one thing. It doesn't make sense if I don't kill that kind of dog-ferrorist woman today and escape."

The sword-to-face collision just now made Li Yi realize that the martial arts and martial arts practitioners who opened Qiquan were not that scary either.

The combat power of the freak race is just that.

Li Ling said: "Be careful, the legendary Snow Wolf King is Shi Jiuzhai's mount, and his strength and speed are not comparable to us. But it has a fatal weakness, that is, it is not the real wolf body, but the soul of a magic weapon. I can deal with it with my mind power, but it takes time to cast the beast text."

Li Wei looked at Fang Tong and Yan Qingqing, fighting against two, and he was not sure in his heart.

To everyone's expectations, including Li Ling himself. Li Wei lifted her back, hugged her legs tightly with both hands, stepped on Qingxu to drive the cicadas, and dodged from under the sword stabbed by Yan Qingqing like a phantom, and rushed into the distance.

With the blessing of the belt of scriptures, his speed is much faster than that of Qiquan Dharma and martial arts.

"This time, you took the initiative to carry me. I am still an unmarried girl. Will we be too close to you? If it spreads..."

Before Li Ling could continue talking, Li Wei said: "The Snow Wolf King is chasing him. How long does it take to display the beast essay?"

The light between Li Ling's eyebrows was flashing like stars. When Li Wei was carrying it on his back, he used his mind to draw a beast text in the Yintang Spirit World.

Fang Tong and Yan Qingqing both stood on the back of the Snow Wolf King, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer to the two people in front.

"Don't let her draw a beastly text."

The next moment, Fang Tong grabbed Yan Qingqing's left wrist, and his magic power rushed to his arm, throwing her out with all his strength.

Yan Qingqing, who was flying in the air, had long hair fluttering, and magic power turned into qi and gushed out of her body.

The soft sword was like a arrow breaking the wind, heading straight towards Li Ling downward.

"Borrow a sword."

Li Ling took the Huanglong sword from Li Wei's hand, like a graceful geese flying upwards, facing Yan Qingqing who was attacking from above. In the air, the two women fought one after another, and the sword energy crisscrossed all over the world.

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

When Li Ling landed on the ground, blood was pouring on the Huanglong sword.

When Yan Qingqing landed, there were four or five blood holes on her body. Also greeted by Li Weiwei, the Flip Palm Seal that had been prepared for a long time.

This palm contained the power of silver silk gloves, and the silver light hit her head.

A "bang" sound accompanied by dense bone cracks.

Yan Qingqing's face, which was moving in a state of distortion, instantly deformed and twisted, and her entire head seemed to turn into a broken jar. Not only did it bleed, but it became blurred.

She fell straight down without any breath.

On the other end, the Snow Wolf King rushed over with cold air in an instant, and his body was shining with white light. The beast text in the spiritual world of Li Ling Yintang has also been portrayed and flew out from his eyebrows.

"court death!"

In the dazzling white light, Fang Tong suddenly rushed out like a god of killing. When Li Ling was about to swing his sword to meet the enemy, it was too late.

He hit Li Ling like a heavy punch, hitting her so hard that she flew out like a wheat straw, spitting blood in her mouth, and never standing up again.

At the same time, the beast text hit the snow wolf king's eyebrows.

The Snow Wolf King roared loudly and painfully, his body shrank, and the light and cold air gathered, turning into a wolf tooth, and fell to the ground with a snap.

This sea of ​​coffin is quiet!

Only Li Wei and Fang Tong stood four meters apart.

Both of them had cold in their eyes, and their auras were locked in each other.

Not far away, Yan Qingqing was already dead. Li Ling's clothes had long been stained with blood, and she didn't know how to live or die.

Even though Li Ling has many bad things, she is now an ally who lives and dies with herself. Seeing that she is so hurt, Li Wei naturally has extremely strong fighting and murderous intentions.

No words.

Fang Tong walked forward slowly, then he followed by rapid steps.

Li Yiu had no intention of competing with him at all. He directly took out the evil camel bell, injected magic power, and shaking it.

"Dangdang!"

The sound gradually deafening.

"Wow!"

The evil camel bell flew out and turned into a half-fixed and half-fixed giant camel, colliding with the rushing Fang Tong.

Fang Tong didn't expect that the other party had such a powerful magic weapon, and was being influenced by the bell. He had no time to react and was knocked high by a camel, feeling like his bones were broken.

The next moment, there was only a loud thunder.

Li Wei used the black iron seal to shoot out a dazzling light of light as thick as a wrist, which spread out and penetrated his body.

"Bang!"

When Fang Tong fell to the ground, his whole body was charred and there was a blood hole the size of a bowl on his chest. He couldn't figure out where he was defeated until his death.

Li Wei walked up to him and confirmed that he was dead, so he went to check Li Ling's situation.

He was seriously injured, but he still had a breath.

He carefully touched Fang Tong, Yan Qingqing and Xing Wanxing's corpses, took away all kinds of wealth and goods, and kicked them all into the sea of ​​blood.

Then, Li Wei picked up Li Ling, who was covered in blood, and walked back.

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To be continued...