First Class Genius

Ruolan stared round, because Han Fei really ordered to throw down Beiming toad.

The ghost eye smiled. Only Han Fei who did this was his brother.

"Retreat!" The ghost eye waved his hand, and the ghost army of 100000 people retreated quickly. Unexpectedly, there were no ghost generals and ghosts to question.

"Why evacuate?" Ruolan was puzzled, "if Beiming toad is suddenly thrown down, it will certainly annoy Han Fei. Isn't he very dangerous?"

"He won't die. If we don't evacuate, we'll die! " Ghost eye has no time to explain. A black fog covers Ruolan cage, and blinks a few miles away.

Above the sky, thousands of miles are locked by hundreds of Mahayana ancestors. At this moment, more than 100 Mahayana ancestors are evenly scattered everywhere, forming a great circle thousands of miles away.

"Xianjun heals his wounds. Those who step in without permission will die!" Niu Shengliang said loudly, and the sound spread thousands of miles away.

"Xianjun heals his wounds. Those who step in without permission will die!" Rod just opened his mouth. Although the sound is harsh, it is very clear when it falls into the ear.

"Xianjun heals his wounds. Those who step in without permission will die!" Sun Yuliang, on your tall melon seed face, is expressionless and solemn, under his feet. It's murderous to trample on this top-grade flying sword.

For a time, hundreds of Mahayana ancestors, following the example of the three ancestors, repeated a sentence repeatedly.

Within a thousand miles, the warning is accompanied by the diffusion of murderous gas, wave by wave, like water ripples, rushing into the distance.

"Boom -"

The huge body of Beiming toad suddenly lost its lifting power, and its huge head and strong hind legs were broken with a roar. meanwhile. Those pieces of meat that haven't completely fallen clean are thrown down. The bone spurs cut off by the spirit butterfly immortal sword shot down towards the surrounding, and countless broken bones made a desperate roar like rolling wood and Thunder Stone.

One moment ago, the Beiming toad, which still covered the sky and blocked the sun, had broken up the next second.

"Broken!" In the countless sea of bones, Han Fei roared, the fairy sword spirit butterfly flew over and cut the bones of the Beiming toad one by one.

Some of the broken bones flew into the sky, while others fell down and hit the soul mountain like a meteor shower.

People with clear eyes can see that the bones flying to the sky are shining white, while those falling to the earth are dark like coal.

In the sea of bones, the fairy sword and the spirit Butterfly fly. The immortal sword, driven by Han Fei's vitality, unexpectedly burst out a sword with a length of hundreds of meters.

Han Fei danced the spirit butterfly, natural and calm. Each sword fell, which could divide the bones of the northern Ming toad into two parts. The vibrant bones are upward and the dark and worn bones are downward.

At the moment, Han Fei is like a kitchen chef with a kitchen knife. He cuts the original integrated huge skeleton into tens of thousands of pieces!

To everyone's surprise, Beiming Xianjun didn't resist.

Soon, everyone knew why.

At the place where the internal organs of Beiming toad gather, the fairy sword spirit butterfly avoids. The huge head and the wide and intact forelimbs protect the internal organs from external damage at the moment.

Those white bones that flew high into the sky have begun to fall now.

The bones were cut off one by one, close together to form a long white dragon.

"Ah --"

The peeping monks. Point to the sky and let out a cry.

The hundreds of thousands of bones between them form the shape of an arch bridge, and each is separated by tens of centimeters. This is not the most surprising. What surprised everyone was that Han Fei threw a silver thread, shining silver, and shot at the scattered bones.

"Puff -"

The first bone touched the silver thread and made a light sound. It was immediately connected in series by the silver thread, spinning and falling quickly.

"Puff -"

"Puff -"

Then, the second piece, the third piece, the fourth piece

The bones scattered in the sky like arch bridges are now like primary school students lining up to eat. They have opened the holes in the center of the bones and are willingly connected by the silver line.

The lowest end of that line was once involved with the hind limbs of the Beiming toad.

"Hula - Hula -"

Now. Because of the huge inertia, the hind limbs of the northern Pluto toad fell quickly, but under the influence of the silver thread, it slowed down.

"Click!" The first bone that was pierced by the silver thread crashed down quickly, following the locked direction of the silver thread, and hit on the ridge arched between the two retreats of the Beiming toad.

To be exact, it's not the backbone of the Beiming toad, because there are neat sword marks on it. At the moment, milky bone marrow is flowing out there.

Coincidentally, the first bone that fell just coincided with the damaged place. Even at the moment of falling, it made a sound of bone restoration.

"Click!" The second bone flew in. It falls on the first bone, fits perfectly and is of moderate size.

"Click!" The third bone flew and hit the second bone.

"Click!"

"Click!"

……

Ten thousand meters high above the sky, the two hind feet of the Beiming toad naturally stretch out and stand on the ground looking up. Under the silver line of the flash couplet, under the pull of Han Fei, they are rapidly connecting bones together.

Hundreds of thousands of broken bones now want to be a swinging dragon in the sky. Under the long dragon, Han Fei held the silver wire in his right hand and raised the spirit butterfly fairy sword in his left hand.

During the Mahayana period, Lao Zu could see Han Fei's fairy sword shaking constantly. Under each shaking, there is a huge bone shaking. Whether the bone is willing or not, the hole is quickly dug out in the middle.

When the huge bone was penetrated by the silver thread, the spirit butterfly of Han Fei's left hand would swing laterally again, and a large number of broken bones fell, and the original irregular bones became concave convex irregular shapes.

The processed bone rotates and falls. After falling, it makes a sound like splitting tendons and staggered bones.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

High above the sky, Han Fei's speed is faster and faster, and the crisp and pleasant sounds from bones and bones are more and more dense.

Tens of thousands of meters high, it dropped rapidly. The strong two hind feet of the Beiming toad twitched and stretched, and made a painful groan.

"That's wonderful!" Mo xian'er stared at all this in the air, forgot his hatred for Han Fei, and couldn't help exclaiming“ I'm not familiar with the bones of Beiming toad. Not at all! This is not just a reorganization. Under each sword, it needs extremely accurate sword moves to do it. Reprocess the bones, and then link them in a very short time. Because the bones are severely damaged, they naturally produce strong growth force. With the help of gravity falling from high altitude, the two unrelated bones are connected together! "

"Subtle!" Looking up at Han Fei, there was a trace of complacency on her fairy like face. The complacency of seeing her brother's success and her sister's heartfelt joy hung on her face.

"Great!" Bai Li Yan is on the cold face. At the moment, it has become pink, and the little daughter's mood is fully displayed, just like a young girl in spring. At the moment, she is pulling off the band of her nightgown and waiting for her lover to fall from the sky.

Mohua opened his mouth slightly and twinkled with obsessed stars in his eyes. Looking at Han Fei, Mohua's mind is blank.

no In Mohua's mind, there is only Han Fei's image at the moment, nothing else.

Han Fei, with a smiling face, actually thought of such a wonderful way. He cheated everyone, including Beiming Xianjun, of course.

"Han Fei, you little beast, didn't you agree not to cut off your muscles and blood vessels?"

"Ah - it hurts me - take it easy!"

"Be careful! Be careful, that's nerve. Slow down your sword! "

"Slow down!"

……

Han Fei changed his treatment. He had agreed to restructure himself, and finally became Han Fei's strong hard restructuring.

His huge skeleton has been cut off by Han Fei's fairy sword. The muscles, veins and blood vessels were all cut off, and the whole spine was reorganized under the pull of the silver thread.

The first vertebra fell on the hind leg, which almost spread the tingling feeling of pain and dizziness of the Beiming Xianju all over the body. Before he could react, the second vertebra flew again and continued to ache.

This pain. I haven't experienced it for many years. Beiming Xianjun is painful and happy!

Han Fei is right!

However, Beiming Xianjun still wants to scold him!

What about talking to yourself? It doesn't hurt very much! It's agreed not to cut off the muscles and blood vessels!

Everything agreed doesn't exist!

At the moment, Beiming Xianjun can only accept the fact that no matter what Han Fei assembles himself, he must cooperate!

After each bone impact, the Immortal King of Beiming will quickly repair his blood vessels, muscles and bones. At first, he was still a little rusty. Gradually, Beiming Xianjun was familiar with Han Fei's rhythm, and the two cooperated more and more closely.

High above the sky. The rapidly falling bones are decreasing; Han Fei has almost reached the integration of man and sword. As he is closer and closer to the ground, Han Fei's speed is faster and faster. The sound of wind and thunder looms, forming a vortex and swirling, superimposing the bones together.

The silver thread is shortening in the sun. High above the sky, the broken bones that block out the sun are decreasing. When the sun shines, the distance between the forelimb and the spine of the Beiming toad is getting closer and closer.

As long as the forelimbs are connected with the newly made spine, the bone reorganization will be successful. In another quarter of an hour, a new Beiming toad will be born

"Boom!" In the Soul Valley thousands of miles away, in an inconspicuous Valley, a roaring sound suddenly came, and a majestic and frightening breath gushed out from there, tilted upward, emitting a pink light!

"Fairy channel!" Mo Xianer exclaimed, looking ecstatic.

"Fairy channel!" Niu Shengliang, Luo Decai, sun Yuliang and other Mahayana ancestors looked crazy when they looked at the pink. The next second, without hesitation, they left the Beiming toad and jumped at the pink.