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Lin Hao's smile didn't stop. Instead, it became more obvious. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were also excited, and he slightly pressed his head, so that the tip of Longyin sword aimed at the cloud.

Point to the clouds and look at the bright sun. Wave your arms and wings and point to the sky. In a blink of an eye, the sword tip with golden light pierced the purple clouds.

Like the staff of Moses who divides the sea, the blade of Longyin sword is just a little sideways, which makes the smoke split inch by inch, and makes the blade penetrate into the blue and white sky, revealing in the light.

The wings of firefly and thunder vibrate again. When they fall and rise, Lin Hao and Yu Wenhu have emerged from the purple clouds and stand in the misty air.

Looking at the distance, there are the rolling mountains, the flash of snow, the red basin, the clear lakes scattered everywhere, only showing the sparkling light when the glow is sprinkled. The viewer can't help but close his eyes and watch carefully.

"What's next?" Lin Hao laughed happily and lowered his head to look at the red wind howling ghost.

Each other's wings vibrated very slowly. Only half of his heavy body left the purple cloud. Three pairs of blades were still high, fixed at the moment of catching Lin Hao's ankle.

"What's next?" Yu Wenhu also cried out, "this is the last sentence!"

Longyin sword suddenly turns the blade, and their robes are rustling in the air. Lin Hao looses yuwenhu's shoulder. The wings of yinglei vibrate behind him, but they don't let him go up, they go down.

The talisman shakes out from Yu Wenhu's sleeve robe, so that he can easily grab a few talismans and throw them down one after another.

The blade with cold light first swept over the misty clouds, then dyed with the fierce air flow and bright flame, and then stabbed at the head of the red wind howling ghost.

The ugly meat wings flapped, making its body inch by inch fall back, and the three pairs of thorn blades were also submerged in the purple cloud. The birds were all frantically flapping their wings inside, trying to drag the wind howling ghost back into the fog.

But all the way, it could not stop the momentum. Although it tried its best to fall into the cloud, its head was still on its back, and its compound eyes were rolling in the sun, and three or four of them were burned in an instant.

The howl of pain came from the body of the red wind howler, and the huge narrow mouth across the body opened and closed, as if crying about their own pain, or scolding the two human actions.

But all this has nothing to do with Lin Hao and Yu Wenhu.

Longyin sword points on the red skin, and doesn't intend to find a gap between the compound eyes. Instead, it doesn't hesitate to press down on the wrist, so that several compound eyes are divided into two uneven blood clots under the edge of the sword, which pierces under the skin and runs through the red wind howling ghost's head.

The white misty clouds also immediately raised golden thunder light, rolling in the hot sun, all the way crackling and bouncing, fast winding on the body of the red wind howling ghost.

The intense electric light made its wounds stop bleeding and turn into dazzling scorched black. The compound eyes were also stimulated by the electric light and closed one after another. The blood did not flow out, but turned into black embers in the blood.