Fairy

Twelve pieces of magic weapons shot at Wang Xian with the force of wind and thunder, ten third-order purple ice swords, one extremely vicious third-order cold bee poison array, one third-order dragon beard machete exuding hot breath, and ping-pong swords. The sound sounded for a while, and the twelve magic weapons hit Wang Xian's body exuding a white misty wind, but they were swept by the wind.

"Broken!" Wang Xian's white real demon body shook, shattering twelve third-order magic weapons.

During the several breaths of delay, Mo Renchong shifted his shape, moved to Wang Xian's left side, and controlled the fourth-order purple jade sword to slash towards Wang Xian's neck.

The Daxu Innocence Magic Art is a peerless method that can only be cultivated by the old monsters of Xia Guoyuan Shenqi. Wang Xian intends to try the defensive ability of the white real magic body trained by the Daxu Innocence Magic Art. Staring at the fourth-order purple jade sword, it slashed towards the neck.

"Is he stupid!" The cultivators watching the battle booed one after another.

With a bang, Mo Renchong's fourth-order purple jade sword broke through the wind outside Wang Xian's body, and hit his real demon body. His demon body was not broken, but the fourth-order purple jade sword shattered into countless pieces.

"Impossible, this is the real demon body formed by Daxu's naive magic formula!" Among the onlookers, a cultivator in the ancestor stage with extremely high eyesight exclaimed.

"Daxu innocent magic trick!" Mo Renchong and the ten purple dogs gasped, and looked at Wang Xian in horror.

"Purple Dogs, now it's my turn to attack you. You had a great time attacking just now, so let me enjoy it too." Wang Xian cast the Gale Art, and the speed increased to [-]% of the original speed. , coupled with the cultivation of the Daxu Innocence Magic Art, its own speed has increased by ten times, and now it is moving at fifteen times the speed of an ordinary cultivator in the condensed state, leaving an afterimage on the spot, waving the sword of essence and blood to pierce through it. Between the eyebrows of a purple dog in the condensed state.

After killing a purple dog within a breath, Wang Xian chuckled in satisfaction, he was very satisfied with the speed just now.

"Hmph!" Mo Renchong snorted coldly, and carefully took out a small purple gold sword shrouded in purple mist from the storage bag.

"Purple Gold Sword!" A cultivator with some eyesight immediately recognized that the little sword shrouded in purple mist was the fifth-order Zijin Sword.

"Wang Xian, the third-level and fourth-level magic weapons can't break your real demon body, so Mo will use the fifth-level purple gold sword to break your real demon body." Mo Renchong sneered again and again, manipulating the purple gold sword into Wan Dao Zijin The sword energy slashed towards Wang Xian.

"I won't be so stupid as to wait for your Zijin sword to kill me." Wang Xian's figure flashed past the Zijin sword at an extremely fast speed, and he manipulated the blood essence sword to pierce through the bodies of purple dogs.

Every time the Sword of Essence and Blood kills a person, it will instantly suck the blood from that person's body to nourish the body of the sword. With the effort of a cup of tea, the remaining nine purple dogs will die under the sword of Essence and Blood.

"Don't be shy, fight with me." Seeing the twelve juniors he had brought fall into Wang Xian's hands, Mo Renchong was so angry that his eyes burst into flames, and he chased and killed Wang Xian.

Wang Xian's speed was as fast as lightning, and he played with Mo Renchong for a while. When he saw Mo Renchong shooting a signal talisman towards the sky, he no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Mo Renchong at extreme speed. Chong protects the body from the wind outside, and protects the body from the wind inside.

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Mo Renchong screamed miserably, and watched unwillingly as the blood essence sword penetrated into his body, sucking his blood essence dry in an instant, turning him into a mummy.

Wang Xian had no time to stop the signal talisman shot by Mo Renchong. It exploded in the sky and successfully sent the message to the disciples of the Zifu around.

In the private room of Tianzihao, an inn in the southeast of Youmall, a rescue character composed of flames flashed.

In the private room, Zi Wu, a middle-aged man in the ancestral stage, Zi Xia's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the purple-clothed girl who was meditating with her eyes closed.

"Ren Chong and the others have fallen. I didn't expect Wang Xian to have such a means." Zisu, a girl in purple, opened her beautiful eyes and gently parted her cherry lips, "The fairy sent us to capture Wang Xian. Chong and the others can do this, I am responsible for the death of Ren Chong and the others. Let’s go, meet the king