Ye Xiaofan's small face is hung with a decisive color. This Hunyuan glass bottle must not fall into the hands of Yang Wencheng.

Hunyuan glass bottle can absorb the spirit of the desolate emperor without any resistance. It must have reached the level of the fifth level magic weapon, or even higher.

Even if ye Xiaofan tries his best, he can't smash it, so he uses his teeth.

A blue sword Qi, hundreds of meters long, filled with huge pressure, made the air shake violently, and constantly burst into sound. With the power of terror, in a blink of an eye, he came to the place less than 10 meters behind Feng Yixuan.

When Zhen Caili heard jiangxixuan's words, she not only did not stop, but also exerted greater strength.

"Shua!"

It can be seen from Zhen Cai Li's appearance that she wants to kill Feng Yixuan directly by means of sneak attack. Such behavior has already violated the rules of dongtianmen.

River Xuan is in a hurry. Feng Yixuan is the daughter of the master of the Dongtian gate. She just resists it. There will be nothing wrong.

"No Cai Li, are you crazy

Zhen Caili holds the handle of the knife with both hands tightly. She holds the big knife over her head. Her eyes flash with murderous air, aiming at Feng Yixuan's back, she splits it fiercely.

Zhen Chua Li sneers, arouses the whole body's true Qi, transports it into the blade body, and suddenly the broadsword is in full bloom, and the fierce breath sweeps the whole audience.

"Trying to save people?"

Feng Yixuan hits tuijiangxuan with one hand and does not stop at all. She immediately rushes to Ye Xiaofan to block the divine sense attack for ye Xiaofan.

"Bang!"

Feng Yixuan felt the breath in the distance. Looking back, she saw that ye Xiaofan was attacked by countless divine sense needles. She was anxious and worried and wanted to save people.

"Not good!"

The speed of the tip of the needle is too fast. In the blink of an eye, it crosses thousands of meters in the air.

"Whew..."

A root of illusory needle tip, full of a sky, with the breath that makes the soul tremble, quickly impact to Ye Xiaofan.

Ye Xiaofan just raised the Hunyuan glass bottle, and noticed an invisible pressure, covering his head, slightly stunned, and then looked at the distance.

"Well?"

Dare to move his woman, grab his Hunyuan glass bottle, then take life to pay back.

Yang Wencheng's idea at this time is to make ye Xiaofan's soul beat.

The method he used was a rare skill of his family. The soul skill could transform the divine consciousness into an offensive means, causing great damage to other people's spiritual consciousness, ranging from dementia to unconsciousness on the spot.

Yang Wencheng's eyes congealed with the divine consciousness of the sea, forming a pattern of tiny needle tips, aiming at Ye Xiaofan, who was about to bite the glass bottle of Hunyuan.

"Die!"

It is even more impossible to bite with teeth.

Even if it's a level 10 baby change, it's impossible to destroy the Hunyuan glass bottle, not to mention a little fart with no hair.

The Hunyuan glass bottle was made of purgatory stone, Soul Essence rock, colorful stone and other rare treasures. It was finally formed after being polished and refined by a powerful man of transforming gods for hundreds of years.

After seeing ye Xiaofan's action, Yang Wencheng is stunned for a moment, and then stops. His eyes are full of disdain.

"Little beast, Hunyuan glass is a rare sixth level magic weapon. You can bite it."

His teeth, with the blessing of the system, no matter how hard they are, are like eating french fries, crunchy.

"Be careful!"

Ye Xiaofan noticed the situation here. Seeing the blade Qi with such a big handle, he made a sound to remind him.

Even if Feng Yixuan's strength is very strong, she can't resist such terrible Sabre Qi.

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