Bing'er didn't care about that. As soon as he met, he had already gotten into Lan Wenxuan's arms. However, when he found that Lan Wenxuan's body was empty, he immediately said anxiously: "What's wrong with brother? Are you injured? Who did it? Could it be that dry old man? You are waiting for Bing'er to avenge you and beat him so hard that he didn't even know him." Bing'er asked and answered himself with a concerned voice, speaking very quickly and did not give Lan Wenxuan time to speak. The man had already stood up from Lan Wenxuan's arms, pointed at an oriental jade dragon, and shouted in a childish voice: "Old man, are you bullying your brother?"

Dongfang Yulong was criticized by a little girl with a pair of hedgeha braids, but he was actually stunned. He didn't expect that others did not stand up, but instead a innocent little girl jumped out. However, when he saw Bing'er's unique aura, he knew that he was wrong. If he really treated Bing'er as a little girl, he probably wouldn't know how to die, but he just couldn't understand why there were so many monsters around Lan Wenxuan.

Seeing Dongfang Yulong's face changing constantly, Bing'er did not answer her words. She pouted and waited for Dongfang Yulong to shout, "Hey, old man, this girl is talking to you, are you deaf? Or are you scared to death?" Dongfang Yulong's eyes immediately showed a fierce light when Bing'er said this.

Seeing this, Lan Wenxuan pulled Bing'er back. Bing'er turned around and looked at Lan Wenxuan, showing a helpless expression and said, "Brother, this person may be scared. He is another deaf person. He looks quite pitiful. It's better..." Bing'er's crisp voice came into the ears of everyone present. In conjunction with her innocent expression, she really looked like a good sister next door...

Dongfang Yulong was "poor" by a little girl. Regardless of whether the girl in front of her was intentional or unintentional, it was a very humiliating thing to him. He shouted and interrupted Bing'er and said coldly: "Shut up the wild girl? She is so ignorant of life or death."

Bing'er stared at Dongfang Yulong with big watery eyes and looked at him in surprise, "Wow" and continued: "Old man, it turns out that you can speak, I thought..."

"Shut up, don't want to talk to death, get out of here." Dongfang Yulong also allowed Bing'er to continue talking and shouted directly. Lan Wenxuan's group of people were fucked by Bing'er. I don't know how wonderful it was. I can only describe it as embarrassing.

As soon as Lan Wenxuan arrived, he had no worries. He simply sat cross-legged and began to recover the lost true energy without saying a word. He entered into a state of meditation during breathing. He could almost see it with his naked eyes. The surrounding spiritual energy gathered towards Lan Wenxuan frantically. Even the few people around Lan Wenxuan felt a shock at the same time, and breathed the spiritual energy around him infatuatedly. If it were not for the enemy, he would probably have given up this opportunity that the former was inseparable.

Of course, this scene fell into Dongfang Yulong's eyes. He secretly regretted in his heart. If he knew that this boy was so extraordinary, why should he be an enemy? But it was too late now. There was only one result. Either Lan Wenxuan was destroyed or was destroyed by Lan Wenxuan. Now, taking advantage of Lan Wenxuan's failure to recover from his own loss, he might have some hope that he would do this. Seeing that he did not hesitate, he made a gesture to the more than 30 remaining sword saints in the air...

The ancestor of Dao made a gesture to kill Lan Wenxuan. The thirty-two sword saints condensed their true energy without hesitation. In an instant, the thirty-two people formed a disk that kept dancing in the air. The center of the disk was composed of thirty-two black long swords, like a net of heaven and earth, carrying the cold wind, pouring straight down towards Lan Wenxuan's head, like Mount Tai pressing the top of the top of the head, like a mountain of Tai.

Lan Wenxuan was completely in meditation and didn't know all of this, so he was not afraid. Gongsun and Tinghua nodded to each other, and at the same time, they saw that the brocade clothes on their bodies bulged up in one breath. Slowly, a protective cover of two meters square was formed around their bodies, covering Lan Wenxuan.

The big roll in the air, two fists-sized eyes shot out two green lights. He then heard him angrily, waved his wings, hundreds of feathers among the two wings shot out quickly, and headed straight for the thirty-two Sword Saints. At the same time, he saw it flexibly riding its huge body, like a gust of wind, and grabbed its claws towards the head of Dongfang Yulong.

Of course, it was slow, but from the thirty-two attacks to the Great Pluto attacking the Eastern Jade Dragon for a moment, Dongfang Yulong thought that there were only monsters on the continent that he could not find, and there were no monsters he could not deal with. However, from the beginning when he saw the Great Pluto in front of him, he had not come with the invincible idea, and at the same time he also paid attention to the Great Pluto's every move. He had already expected the Great Pluto's attack, so when Dapeng attacked him, he was fully prepared

At this time, he saw the black sword in Dongfang Yulong's hand horizontally, and his whole body floated up, his clothes and long hair were blown by his own spiritual energy. At this time, he did not dare to be careless at all. Almost 70% or 80% of the spiritual energy was poured into the black sword in his hand. The entire black sword became bright, with a scent of rotten corpse, and cut down towards Dapeng's claws...

At the same time, the thirty-two sword saints joined forces to attack, with a violent atmosphere, and arrived on the barrier condensed by Gongsun and Tinghua. With a bang, a thin crack appeared in the barrier. The crack slowly climbed under the air wave. When the power of the thirty-two sword saints completely disappeared, the entire barrier became shattered like glass. What's different is that it completely disappeared in the air, as if it had never appeared.

The thirty-two sword saints were also under the attack from Lingyu when they attacked Lan Wenxuan. None of them dared to be careless at all. They kept knocking the flying feathers with the black sword in their hands, but the terrifying power of Lingyu was not something they could resist. When a gust of feathers passed, the sword saints in the air had been reduced to twenty-seven, and five were missing. These five people had feathers penetrated their hearts and heads. There was no possibility of survival. The other twenty-seven sword saints were not there. The hands of several people holding the sword were trembling constantly. If they looked closely, they would find that their tiger's mouths had been cracked and their entire palms were dyed red. If they were to take action, they believed that their strength would be greatly reduced.

"Clang, two clatters" Dapeng's entire body was swept away by the spiritual energy hidden in the Dongfang Yulong sword, and Dongfang Yulong also got numb by Dapeng's brute force. However, Dongfang Yulong showed an expression of disbelief at this time. He did not expect that Dapeng's defense in front of him would reach such a perverted level, with his claws like a bunch of magic weapons and weapons.

If you insist on taking a loss or taking advantage of this round, then it can be said that Dapeng has slightly taken advantage of it. It is not that it has taken advantage of Dongfang Yulong, but that it has destroyed the five people and the injured Thirty-Two Sword Saints.

The two forces were about to part with each other, but no one noticed that Bing'er was slightly angry at this moment. The next moment, she saw her petite figure appearing in the air. She then saw a faint white light flashing and saw twenty-seven surviving sword saints. One of them was actually in a different body and head, both sides were stunned, but Bing'er was not in it. She killed one person without stopping. The ice silk in her hand shook out again, and the light flashed again, and another fell from the air. Of course, the same head was different.

Bing'er took the lives of two sword saints in two rounds, but she was not satisfied because she was very angry at this time. She only knew that the people in the air had just attacked Lan Wenxuan and almost affected Lan Wenxuan, so she was very angry, so she wanted to severely punish these people who attacked Lan Wenxuan...

Dongfang Yulong watched his two tribesmen be killed, and immediately abandoned his opponent Dapeng, stared at Bing'er with red eyes, and at the same time, waving the black sword in his hand, pounced towards Bing'er in the air...

The big roll whistled, and spread its wings blocked the way of Dongfang Yulong. His eyes were staring at the latter and he said, "You are my brother and I want to fight with my aunt. I will pass this level first." After saying that, Dongfang Yulong agreed or not, he spread his wings and continued to slap at Dongfang Yulong. He immediately saw sand and stones flying in front of Dapeng, and the sky was dark...

Dongfang Yulong was blocked by Dapeng and had to give up the slashing hand of the sword saints in the air. He soon fought with Dapeng, and the battle was equal.

Gongsun said to Tinghua and Tiankui: "Brother Tiankui, go and help Bing'er, so that girl won't forget to call herself. If you accidentally get electrocuted, we won't explain to the young master." Tiankui nodded slightly, stomped her feet slightly, and the next moment she had already broken into the camp of twenty-five sword saints. Without saying a word, she kept sending out huge water balls in succession and threw them towards the center of the crowd...

"Boom...boom...boom..." The explosion continued. Tiankui, who had been promoted to a star sword immortal, was fighting like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Everything was damaged by the explosion. Not to mention that the Twenty-Five Sword Saints were cut in half again. Three of them were very unlucky and were directly hit by Tiankui's huge water ball thrown out. At the moment the water ball exploded, their corpses were gone to see how terrifying the power of this inconspicuous water ball...

Seeing the enemies around her decreased sharply, Bing'er immediately shouted to Tiankui with dissatisfaction: "Big, why are you robbing me? So many people below still want to rob me, Bing'er ignores you..." After saying that, he stomped his feet. Although there was no sound in the air, Bing'er showed an angry voice. Oh, he was cute, of course, no matter how he spoke, his hands and feet did not stop. Seeing that she kept not understanding the ice silk that was almost undeniable with the naked eye, she took two lives and even Tiankui was no exception. At the same time, three of them were blown into the sky by him. However, in a few breaths, only seven sword saints were left in the air, and each of them had a serious injury. Almost a layer became a toothless tiger who had completely lost his combat power and was slaughtered by others...

Dongfang Yulong saw the rapid changes in the air. This change was unexpected. At the same time, it also caused a group of masters he had trained in a century to almost lose all his strength. He used all his strength and kept knocking Dapeng away with his sharp moves. However, Dapeng seemed to be hit by iron. Except for a few appearances, there was no injury at all from the outside. Of course, this was just from the surface. You must know that Dapeng kept fighting with Dongfang Yulong head-on in order to buy time for Lan Wenxuan. At this time, he had suffered considerable internal injuries. It was just that its physique was relatively special and everyone did not notice it.

"Get down, go back to the crowd and use the human sea tactics." Dongfang Yulong slapped the big roll with the sword god again, and hurriedly let out a breath of turbid air, roaring towards the several sword saints who had reached the verge of collapse in the air.

Several sword saints were relieved and almost used their strength to get into the crowd of the Eastern Family Brigade. One of them was seriously injured. After a little bit of a bowl, Bing'er, who had been chasing her, forced her head with ice silk. As the sword saint's head fell into the crowd of the brigade, the children of the Eastern Family who were originally panicked, were immediately in an uproar and ready to escape at any time...

When Dongfang Yulong saw this scene, he showed a sad look on his face and roared again: "Are you all dead? Can't you see someone healing?" Of course, it is impossible to say that everyone did not want to attack Lan Wenxuan. After all, among them, although the five-star sword emperor with the highest cultivation level is no less intelligent than those sword saints, but the sword saints attack Lan Wenxuan, but they died the fastest, let alone their cultivation level is far worse than the thirty-six sword saints. You must know that no matter who, no one is not afraid of death. Even if they are not afraid of death, they cannot die so easily?

Although these people were each holding their own ideas, their ancestors had to take out their weapons one by one, hold them in their hands, and rushed towards Lan Wenxuan's place.

Gongsun glanced at Tinghua beside him and said, "Old guy, I look at the young master. If you can go to the enemy, it's better to drag it. The young master is almost over."

Tinghua nodded and said, "Don't worry, if you can't even pack these little shrimps, what else can I do to follow the young master, you have to be careful." After saying that, he carried the long sword that Lan Wenxuan had refined for him and took a few steps, blocking Lan Wenxuan's face. The long sword slowly raised, and his aura increased. He stood there. When Guan Wanfu was at the same time, he soon saw someone rushing into his attack range. He saw his eyebrows jumping slightly, and shouted softly: "Haotian Soul Refining". With Tinghua's voice, he saw a red light hitting the first group of people who had already stepped into his attack position...

"Boom...boom...boom..." The spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to surge. Although it was not as flying sand and stone as the attack of the big roc, the movement was not small.
Chapter completed!