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While the two were talking and laughing, they were engaged in the most dangerous and terrifying competition.

Whether it is Dongfang Liang's death scythe or Kongwu's silver ribbon, they are extremely terrifying, even if they are touched by a peak master in the Mahayana period, they will probably be turned into flying ash in an instant.

"The opportunity is rare, let's kill it together."

The old man snorted coldly and waved his hands, the army behind him surged up like a tide, all kinds of attacks were directed towards Murong Xiaoqian.

Zhuo Yifan was so anxious that he shouted, "Dongfang Liang, Murong Xiaoqian is in danger."

At this moment, his devil heart is recovering with difficulty, he can't do anything at all, he can only watch the countless attacks rush towards Murong Xiaoqian.

Murong Xiaoqian's eyes were still struggling, trying to wake up from her deep sleep.

Especially after hearing Zhuo Yifan's call, it was even more intense.

But at this moment, her body is fusing the blood of the true devil and the blood energy of the sky, and during this fusion process, she cannot move at all.

Whether it was the puppet doll's rune or other attacks, she could only bear it passively, which made Zhuo Yifan feel very depressed.

At this moment, Dongfang Liang became the last hope instead.

Dongfang Liang snorted coldly, and suddenly his figure flickered, and he was about to return for help.

"It's rare to compete with a master like Dongfang Benefactor, why are you in such a hurry to leave." Kong Wu smiled, he waved his staff, and the ribbon was like a snake on the mineral.

From a distance, it looks like middle-aged and elderly people are performing ribbons, which looks a little funny.

But Dongfang Liang couldn't laugh.

Is this ribbon so tough that even the death scythe can't cut it, and it is constantly tied and wound around him.

He knew that once he was entangled, he would immediately be ruthlessly whipped by Dao Kongwu's space rules.

It was the first time for Dongfang Liang to be entangled by such a person.

He was more anxious than Zhuo Yifan, and after paying so much, if he failed at the last moment, he might not even forgive himself.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Dongfang Liang turned around and walked away regardless of the ribbon behind him.

The death scythe turned into a black curtain, soaring into the sky, blocking Murong Xiaoqian.

At the same time, Kongwu's ribbon coiled like a spirit snake, and had already wrapped around Dongfang Liang's heel.

The silver light immediately entangled like a leech feeding on blood, and in an instant, entangled Dongfang Liang's entire left leg tightly.

Dongfang Liang let out an angry roar, turned his head suddenly, cut off his left leg without hesitation, and retreated quickly.

puff!

Blood spattered, and one thigh was pulled back to his side by Kongwu.

Before reaching Kongwu's side, this leg was dim in luster, withered directly and turned into powder.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes froze and he was taken aback.

Kong Wu's Power of Faith attack is really terrifying.

You must know that Dongfang Liang's body has been tempered by the Nether heavy water, and it has become terrifyingly strong. There are not many people who can hurt him. It can even be said that this thigh falls in the hands of the craftsman. Refined a magic treasure.

But after being donated by the silver ribbon, it was quickly absorbed and withered.

This is clearly the light of benevolence, but it is so terrifying.

Zhuo Yifan looked at Kongwu, and suddenly saw the haze flashing past the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

Dongfang Liang chopped off his left leg without even frowning, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

But soon, a new leg grew out, exactly like the original one.

But Zhuo Yifan has already seen that the newly grown legs are obviously not as strong as before, and there are no rule runes on them.

As if he had taken a big tonic, Kongwu was shocked, and with a long laugh, the ribbon twisted again and flew towards him, trying to wrap up Dongfang Liang.

Dongfang Liang sneered: "Master Kongwu, stop here, my puppet doll has completely controlled the zombies, you have failed, I give you a piece of advice, run away now!"

Kong Wu was startled suddenly, he didn't even look at it again, he put away the ribbon directly, the whole person disappeared into the void, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhuo Yifan's heart was shocked, he suddenly saw that behind the pitch-black light curtain, Murong Xiaoqian was finally about to open her pair of eyes that were all over the world.

Murong Xiaoqian woke up!

This was the only thought in Zhuo Yifan's mind at the moment.

Sure enough, the corner of Murong Xiaoqian's mouth twitched, revealing a strange arc, which seemed to be smiling, but at the same time seemed to be disdainful.

She was clearly facing Zhuo Yifan, but she didn't open her eyes to look at him. Instead, she turned around slowly and looked at the army of monks.

Zhuo Yifan was taken aback for a moment, and from Murong Xiaoqian's subtle look, he saw something strange, which seemed to be a kind of disdain.

It's not because Zhuo Yifan saved her, she couldn't bear to hurt Zhuo Yifan.

It's like a human being sees a wounded ant, and doesn't hurt it because it doesn't mean anything.

Zhuo Yifan stared at Murong Xiaoqian in a daze, feeling complicated in his heart.

At this moment, Dongfang Liang had already let out a triumphant laugh, and the pitch-black light curtain flashed, completely returning to the death scythe in his hand.

He staggered back and stood beside Zhuo Yifan with excitement and pride on his face.

"Xiaoqian, these people are enemies, they want to kill you, now, it's time for you to take revenge, kill them all!"

"Okay, my lord."

This god-level puppet was really extraordinary, Murong Xiaoqian nodded slightly without any resistance.

A very bad feeling suddenly rose in Miss Fang's heart, and she shouted: "Back, everyone, back quickly."

But now that the barrier is lost, these monks are full of killing intent, how can they retreat?

All of a sudden, countless attacks came overwhelmingly, trying to overwhelm Murong Xiaoqian.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"

Murong Xiaoqian turned a deaf ear to it, but suddenly, she opened her eyes.

boom!

No one can describe the scene at this moment, those two eyes opened, as if opening two gaps, endless killing intent and hostility rushed out, trying to drown everything in front of them.

The pure shattering of this killing intent was even more terrifying than killing the Holy Monarch. It was completely transformed into substance, like two dark magic cannons, instantly clearing everything in front of him.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Countless screams sounded, and the bodies of the monks who were charging exploded one after another, as if being cut by billions of blades at the same time, pieces of fragments flew up, so brilliant and terrifying.

Zhuo Yifan and Dongfang Liang stood behind them, shaking violently.

The two faced each other, both were shocked.

These two killing intents were assembled by a large formation for tens of thousands of years, and if they exploded concentratedly at this moment, even the real demons and heavenly demons would be knocked out of their minds by the shock, let alone these Mahayana masters?

This time, without Miss Fang giving another order, the monks were already out of their wits and retreated hastily.