God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

And although Feng Qingyang did not know each other, but before Feng Qingyang was the one who was in charge, he guarded the Sutra Collection Pavilion and killed the Quartet, blocking everyone from the outside, which also completely shocked everyone!

For a time, Mo Yi, Dongfang Bai, and Feng Qingyang were all surrounded by the Arhat Formation of Shaolin monks.

In the distance, many more Lin disciples arrived.

Mo Yi knew that the manpower was exhausted. Even if he and Dongfang Bai and Feng Qingyang were strong, if this dragged on, the consequences would still be unimaginable, and the battle had to be resolved quickly!

Just as Mo Yi was thinking about it, countless long sticks around him, shadowy and chaotic, came to kill Mo Yi one after another.

Mo Yi smiled lightly, and jumped up to the ground. The man was in the air, but his hands were dancing again and again: "The flying dragon is in the sky!"

The roar of the dragon started, and a long golden dragon roared down, directly slamming into the Arhat Formation below.

The faces of the monks changed slightly, and they quickly changed their formations, using their internal strength, and all the long sticks in their hands slammed into the golden long dragon high in the sky.

boom!

The terrifying fluctuations swept in all directions, and the dust was everywhere, drowning everything.

The surrounding Shaolin monks were all kicked out and took a few steps back, their faces pale.

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The surrounding Shaolin monks were all kicked out and took a few steps back, their faces pale.

And the Shaolin monks in the middle all became corpses and never got up again.

Mo Yi fell to the ground, stepping on the corpses of the Shaolin monks, his eyebrows met coldly, and he stared in all directions.

However, the surrounding Shaolin monks formed a formation in an instant and gathered around again.

Offensive wave after wave, one after another, one after another.

The power of the Shaolin Arhat Formation is truly incredible.

Next to Dongfang Bai, the white clothes beat the snow, and the silver needles were flying around. With every wave of hands, several Shaolin disciples fell down.

But the [-]-person Shaolin Arhat Formation made her have to take every single blow with all her strength.

For a while, it seemed to be deadlocked.

On the other side, Feng Qingyang had white hair flying, and the sword in his hand was ordinary, but sharp, and the whole person was like a sharp sword straight into the sky.

"General formula!"

With a cold drink, the sword energy was violent, with the wind as the center, spreading to all directions, unstoppable.

what!what!

The screams came one after another, and four or five people fell down in an instant, but more Shaolin monks came to kill them, so Feng Qingyang had to go all out!

Looking at this scene, Mo Yi understood that although the three of them were worry-free for a while, with the development of the situation, there were more and more Shaolin disciples, and their internal strength became more and more unsupportable.

The consequences could be disastrous!

Thinking of this, Mo Yi snorted coldly, turned his inner strength again, and at the same time urged the fallen heart flame, and slammed out: "Long Zhan Yu Ye!"

In an instant, a transparent and colorless dragon roared out, and with Mo Yi's control, it directly drowned all the surrounding Shaolin disciples.

"what!"

The screams came one after another.

In just an instant, all 223 Shaolin monks died tragically, [-] turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

Fallen Heart Flame is so domineering!

Mo Yi smiled coldly, his hands changed again, and under the dragon control technique of the Dragon Capture Technique, the long dragon that was motivated flew towards Dongfang Bai.

The screams sounded again.

In an instant, the thirty or so people around Dongfang Bai turned to ashes.

Looking at this scene, Dongfang Bai's beautiful eyes flowed, full of inconceivable, and completely understood the power of this strange fire.

But Mo Yi took another shot, and controlled the long dragon, which had been weak for a long time, to fly towards Feng Qingyang.

He devoured all the thirty or so people around Feng Qingyang.

At this time, the Fallen Heart Flame Changlong finally came to an end and completely dissipated.

Mo Yi sighed and felt a little tired. With his current strength, it was still a bit overwhelming to use the Fallen Heart Flame like this.

But killing more than [-] Shaolin monks in an instant is worth it.

Seeing this scene, the other Shaolin disciples in the distance were all terrified and sweating.

The strange transparent flame, but it can burn people to ashes in an instant, is really too terrifying.

As for stepping forward again, it is no different from courting death! .

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Seeing the frightened appearance of the monks, Mo Yi smiled faintly, flicked his fingers, and a flame shot out, shooting straight towards the hall in the distance.

"stop!"

"do not want!"