Unparalled Medicine King

Where the black wind passed, it turned the air directly into nothingness, leaving a slight fluctuation.

This black wind, which can cut bones and turn flesh, is a very fierce thing. If the ancestor of Saint ape had not been in such an urgent situation, he would not have used such a vicious method.

The wind bag hung upside down in the air, and the black wind came out of it, turned into a dancing vine, and ran away.

"After today, the golden winged Marquis's mansion will no longer be the golden winged Marquis's mansion. In the battle of Kangcheng, we will also leave our name." Jing Zhizhao yells angrily and looks at the bloody Yi Xiaotian in the sky.

Three days ago, the words have not forgotten, they promised to Yi Xiaotian will kill the two people in front of the promise.

"I'll stop these pro guards. You two will restrain them. I'll help you when I solve them." Jing Zhizhao said.

"No, you just have to restrain the guards. I'll help you as soon as possible." Yun Zhixiang said.

As he spoke, Jing Zhizhao spread his hands, and a fine sand flowed out of his hands. As soon as he sprinkled it forward, the sand flew to his bodyguard with the wind.

Although one hundred bodyguards are prepared, their accomplishments are no higher than Xuanying. Facing these treasures, many bodyguards sacrifice their own things, but they only stop the sand sea for a moment. Jinsha encounters all kinds of spiritual tools and Xuanbao, and they stick to them like maggots of tarsal bones, polluting them directly.

The object of this life is connected with the mind. Now it is polluted. Qi Qi is attacked and spits out a mouthful of blood.

The Jinsha is transformed into ten, ten into hundred, hundred into thousand. The hundred bodyguards are directly buried in the sand sea, and the whole compound is directly transformed into a desert.

"There is not much time. I can only hold on to this treasure for a quarter of an hour." Jing Zhizhao opened his mouth and said that his hands were spinning like wheels. Xuanying opened his mouth and spewed out a white gas.

Cloud Zhi Xiang saw, said with a smile: "a quarter of an hour is enough."

Then, with a flash of body shape, he quickly swept toward Yi Ziqi, while Ning Xiao also moved under his feet and flew toward song Tianxuan with a burst of dust.

"I've had enough. What a grudge." Song Tianxuan gave a smile. The first movement of the Seven Star God turned to the extreme. The dragon's blue imperial Qi surged under his skin, and his legs shook. He stood firmly on the ground like two elephant feet.

Yi Ziqi didn't expect that Yi Xiaotian didn't care about backfire at all. Instead, everything she did now was trapped by him. When she saw Yun Zhixiang rushing in, she held the dripping sword tightly in her hand, and the artistic conception came out directly and quickly.

With a peach sword in his hand, Yun Zhixiang waved it in the air. The fragrance of peach blossom spread all over the world. It was like ten thousand mu of peach forest in all directions. It was only in a flash when it sprouted, became a tree, sprouted, sprouted and blossomed.

Peach forest under the light rain, patter, hit on the petals, dripping down, with the aroma of peach, instantly turned into pink.

"Flower burial" Yun Zhixiang murmured, standing in the peach forest, petals one by one flying down from the peach tree, turning into a peach stream, circling up from the foot, flying to Yun Zhixiang's side, two petals of peach standing on the palms.

The next moment, ten thousand petals of peach blossom flew out along the direction of fingertips, turned into a flying knife, and flew toward Yi Ziqi.

Yiziqi's face changed slightly, standing on a drop of water. The dripping sword rotated in front of her body. Four drops of water flew out of the dripping sword and around her body. The rapid rotation turned into a water curtain, covering yiziqi in the middle.

The petals shot at the water curtain and disappeared in an instant.

The drizzle in front of him collides with it, turns into peach blossom smoke, rises into the air, and a fragrance fills the two artistic conceptions.

The jade flute in Ning Xiao's hand flies around, and notes fly out of it, turning into swords and spears and flying towards song Tianxuan.

Song Tianxuan gave a violent drink, which strongly suppressed the vital energy in his body. His whole body was blue and white, just like a statue standing there.

As soon as Ning Xiao's face changed, he stood in the air, with the jade flute in his mouth. Xuanli flew out of his mouth and passed through the hole of the jade flute. With the sound of the flute, he turned into thousands of ghost soldiers, each wearing gray armor, but in the form of a skeleton. From time to time, the skeleton was in the form of a gray air, holding a Yan Yue sword and a spear, with a stream of white smoke at his feet, flying towards song Tianxuan.

Song Tianxuan only felt that the Xiao sound was like a magic sound, shuttling back and forth in his blood, pounding heavily on the bone, trying to break it directly and disturb his mind.

Song Tianxuan bit the tip of his tongue, and the power of the dragon and the elephant ran rapidly. A dragon chant came out from his body, and the flute chirped low. All of them were shaken back by the Dragon chant.

As soon as Ning Xiao's face changed, he cheered: "ha ha, I was just a little dragon in the silver sea of Tianhe, but this is the south of heaven. Even a dragon has to lie down."

The tone became more fierce, and the body of the thousands of ghost Yin soldiers became several times bigger and faster. In the blink of an eye, they reached song Tianxuan.

In this battle, if we can kill one of the Dragon families in Tianhe Yinhai and help the Marquis of destiny to take Kangcheng, wouldn't we kill two birds with one stone? Under the first World War of Kangcheng, he would rather be immortal, not to mention.

"I thought I was a dragon..." Song Tianxuan heard the words and said with a low smile that the thousand ghosts had come to him.

Led by a 300 Zhang Yin soldier, holding a long knife in his hand, he raised it high and chopped down from the air with a shrill whimper.

Song Tianxuan was shocked and stood in the same place, but he didn't do it.

"Dang"

With a crisp sound, the ghost knife heavily cleaved on Song Tianxuan's right shoulder. Song Tianxuan didn't move. On the ghost knife, there was a tiny and untraceable fine line. The next moment, the fine line spread out. Just for a moment, the ghost knife turned into gray smoke and disappeared.

As soon as song Tianxuan's right fist turned, it flew out from his waist. The green light turned into a shadow and shot out from the right fist. The shadow was the same size as his fist. The ghost soldier had not reacted yet. His belly had been shot by the blue shadow as fast as lightning.

One, two

The shadow of the fist flies a hundred feet ahead. Wherever it goes, the ghost soldiers collide with it and fall apart. In an instant, a hundred ghost soldiers turn pale and float into the air.

Seeing this, Ning Xiao's face was startled. A gray light came out of his nose and flew towards the gray smoke. The gray light rolled back the smoke of the ghost soldiers and flew towards his body.

Song Tianxuan is already in the late stage of Sendai. Is his physical strength not something to be said in the future? The seven stars show off the spirit, and the power of the dragon and the elephant is the most perfect. It has evolved for a long time. The "dragon boxing" has long been able to turn into essence. This fist seems to be played at will, but it contains song Tianxuan's two years of experience.

In Qingcheng mansion, he took the wind and thunder wings and absorbed the essence and blood of the divine carving clan. His physical strength was comparable to that of the later elixir. In the early stage of the elixir, Ning Xiao was better than that of the elixir. In order to make a quick decision, he used his skill at the beginning and wanted to suppress song Tianxuan directly with the force of thunder, The strong in the middle of the calculation formula elixir dare not join hard, so they are full of confidence.