"Kill him!"

Wen Ruyu said coldly, raised her steps and suddenly accelerated, and rushed towards Ao Hong.

Capturing Ao Hong and gaining insight into all the secrets found by the Dragon Clan in this small world were better than capturing a large number of cultivators of other sects.

Without Wen Ruyu's instructions, the man surnamed Feng had already jumped towards Wang Ran. He was determined to use his killing move to fight quickly, but he was afraid that the interface might be repelled by using his full power. After he hesitated for a moment, he did not dare to break the seal in his body easily. He raised his hand and a red light flew out, turning into a long red chain, and the strange python entangled towards Wang Ran like a hole.

"Good come!"

Wang Ran was not afraid at all, and his eyes widened wide, and with a wave of a broad sword in his hand, a sharp sword shadow as big as a door panel soared into the sky and slashed towards the long red chain.

The loud rumbling sound suddenly rang through the void.

The other two disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect rose into the air, rushed towards Wang Ran, one left and one right, intending to attack Wang Ran.

The sound of pulling the bowstring suddenly sounded behind one of them, and a silver arrow broke through the air, instantly piercing through the body protection light, piercing through the heart, breaking out of the body, and blood splashed.

More than a hundred feet away from behind him, Gongsun Mubai, a disciple of the Divine Soldier Sect, walked out of the grass tall with a golden long bow in his hand. The sound of the string came again, and the second silver arrow left the string and headed straight for the chest of another disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Oh, according to your way of playing, will the demons of Xiaoyao Sect be killed today!"

A woman's voice sounded from another direction more than ten miles away. Leng Yu'er's strong body, like a hill, stood up from the dense grass that was tall by a man. In his two white and fat palms, he actually held the ankles of a monk and dragged his body out of the grass. The monk's upper half of his body was smashed into a meat pie. His head was covered in blood and flesh, and his face could not be distinguished. Judging from his clothes and outfits, he was another disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"It's best to die. Keeping these demons alive is unnecessary!"

In the other direction, Chen Jiong, a disciple of Hanhai Palace, rushed towards another unconscious Xiaoyao Sect disciple like lightning. He waved his magic wand in his hand and smashed the head of the Xiaoyao Sect disciple with one stick.

At this moment, Wen Ruyu was stunned. He originally thought that some monks could protect their souls under the attack of his divine thoughts, but he did not expect that four people were "deception" one after another and lost four golden elixir disciples in an instant, and their hearts were as if they were bleeding.

The man surnamed Feng was also stunned, but then he shouted angrily. With the urging of mana, the long red chain in his hand suddenly turned into dozens of feet long, a ball of rolling red flames rose up, and whistling towards Wang Ran. The void around him instantly became extremely hot.

The other three disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect looked panicked, looking around, afraid that another hidden arrow would fly from other directions, and the magic weapons would come out to protect them. One of them quickly summoned three corpses and guarded them by their bodies, while the other summoned two puppet beasts. The third person sacrificed several talismans and stimulated them and slapped them on their bodies, turning them into a banned light shield to protect them.

"Very good, this is you forcing me to kill me!"

Wen Ruyu's face turned ashen, a cold light flashed in her eyes. When the sleeves of the robe were raised, white light flashed. Nine small jade swords swam out from the sleeves, divided into three in the air, shooting towards Gongsun Mubai, Leng Yuer and Chen Jiong. The small jade sword rose in the wind and turned into about a short distance in the blink of an eye. In the trembling of the sword body, it sprinkled the sword shadows all over the sky, and the sound of breaking through the air was loud.

Although he sealed some of his magic power, his divine thought power was strong enough. He still had the ease of controlling magic weapons and launching attacks more than ten miles away.

"Look, this is your end!"

Wen Ruyu raised her hand and hit a male cultivator who was fainting a hundred feet away. A white light flashed, and the palm shadow hit a solid, and the earth shook the mountain. The male cultivator didn't say a word, but it turned into a ball of meat sauce and was slapped deep into the ground by a palm.

The two monks who were drilled into their nostrils by beetles jumped up at the same time like a zombie, and then they fell to the ground with pain in their hands, and started to roll on the ground.

"You two have been poisoned by the deity and want to survive. Then you will kill all the monks around you!"

Wen Ruyu's full of vicious voice sounded in the minds of the two monks. Then, the two monks' souls, which were biting hundreds of insects, instantly returned to normal.

The two of them were gasping for breath as if they were exhausted, and they looked terrified. One of them was even more frightened and urinated in their crotch.

The insects entered the brain and kept swallowing the soul. It can be said that their lives were already in Wen Ruyu's hands and had no power to resist.

"You won't go!"

A cold voice sounded in the minds of the two, and their souls hurt again, as if they were about to tear apart.

One of them suddenly turned red and got up. Suddenly, red flames lingered around him. The red flame flashed in his hand, and three red flames were flying. He watched from left to right, and walked towards a monk nearest.

The other man got up with his limbs trembling, his face seemed to be crying and laughing. Then, he sacrificed a long and shiny knife and walked towards another monk who fainted.

Wen Ruyu's figure rushed towards Ao Hong like an arrow, getting closer and closer.

A high-pitched and clear dragon roar suddenly sounded at this moment, shocking everyone's mind.

The pain in the mind of the two monks who had been in the brain seemed to disappear suddenly, and their minds returned to a little bit of clarity. They stopped, their faces were blue and red, and they were hesitant.

Ao Hong, who was originally lying on the ground, shook his figure and soared into the sky. He looked at Wen Ruyu who was rushing towards him with a loud dragon roar. He reached out and grabbed the void. A ball of silver flame flashed in the air. A silver axe appeared in his palm. With a swing of his arm, a sharp axe broke into the air and rushed straight to Wen Ruyu and slashed down.

As if there was a heart-to-heart relationship, the "Dragon Palace Demon General" who was originally lying face down in the grass was confused, also soared into the air and rushed towards Wen Ruyu like an arrow. A ball of golden light flew out of his body. In the blink of an eye, the whole figure was covered in the middle by the golden light.

The axe shadow sacrificed by Ao Hong was nothing, but this clear dragon roar was enough to awaken all the monks who fainted on the ground.

Wen Ruyu's face darkened and she suddenly stopped in the air.

The dragon palace demon general was too fast, and the distance between Wen Ruyu was nearly half that of Ao Hong. In just this breath, the blurred figure wrapped in golden light had reached not far in front of Wen Ruyu, faster than the axe shadow sacrificed by Ao Hong. As his hands swayed, the fist wind roared, and golden fist shadows soared into the sky, hitting Wen Ruyu like a storm.

In the blink of an eye, he had already punched dozens of punches, and the sound of breaking through the air started. The large void between the two was twisted and shattered, and the violent spiritual pressure flew over like an angry wave.

Wen Ruyu's pupil shrank and secretly complained that it was not good. The fist wind and speed were not something that could be used by the Jindan monk, and the attacks issued by the Nascent Soul monk were nothing more than that.

The axe shadow sacrificed by Ao Hong also roared like a destruction, with murderous intent soaring into the sky.

The magic power in his body was sealed, and Wen Ruyu didn't dare to withstand the attacks of both.

The figure shook, took one step to the side, and appeared more than ten feet away like teleportation, avoiding the whistling fist shadow, axe shadow, and magic power urged, a ball of white cold mist flew out of its body, turning into a shiny ice and snow armor to protect it.

He raised his left hand and slapped the dragon palace demon general who was galloping towards him. With a roar, the void shattered, and a vast white palm shadow as big as an acre suddenly appeared above the head of the dragon palace demon general, slapped it hard with the pressure like a mountain.

Unexpectedly, the binding power of this palm shadow actually did not work for the Dragon Palace Demon General, and the Dragon Palace Demon General's speed was even faster than he imagined. He saw the flash of light and shadow, and it had already flew out more than ten feet away. The palm shadow roared down, but it fell into the air and hit the ground. For a moment, the earth shook and the dust flew. A large palm shadow pit dozens of feet deep suddenly appeared on the ground.

Just now, although Wen Ruyu's soul attack was domineering, it only made the monks faint. It did not shatter the souls of the monks, nor did it mean to kill the monks. At this moment, the series of loud noises, coupled with Ao Hong's high and clear dragon roar, the monks who were fainting on the ground were awakened one after another.

Ao Hong's thunderous roar sounded at this moment: "Wen Ruyu, how dare you launch a soul attack to attack me? I think you are tired of living!"

"Friends of Taoism, kill all these demons of Xiaoyao Sect!"

Chen Jiong roared angrily, while resisting the attack of three flying swords, he took the time to strike out a shadow of a staff at Wen Ruyu.

He could see clearly that the monk who was killed by Wen Ruyu with a palm was a disciple of Hanhai Palace.

The golden shadow of the staff roared and was full of power.

A hint of mockery appeared on the corner of Wen Ruyu's mouth. She raised her hand and slapped the shadow of the stick, smashing the shadow of the stick, and said coldly: "Just because of you, you want to fight against me, the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect obey the orders and kill these wastes who dare to resist!"

When the three disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect heard Wen Ruyu's order, they looked around and rushed towards Gongsun Mubai, Leng Yuer, and Chen Jiong. All the magic weapons were released, three corpses and two puppets, and they also followed the master's fierce attack to kill the general.

The two monks who had been planted with poisonous poison went crazy again, their eyes were blood red, and they rushed towards Ao Hong with weapons in their hands, blocking his way.

The long red chains scattered by the man surnamed Feng circled and flew in the air like a long flame dragon, trapping Wang Ran firmly in the middle. Wang Ran rushed left and right with a broad sword in his hand but could not get out of the trap. However, the man surnamed Feng could not kill or capture Wang Ran for a while.

Around them, Luo Wei and four other disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect woke up from their fainting. Seeing this scene, they all used flying swords to attack the man surnamed Feng.

This chapter is over. (To be continued.)
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