Chapter 719 Saving the Beauty

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Sun Chun was suddenly shocked. Seeing that the red fires all over the sky were pouring towards him, there was no blood on his face. The look of despair and madness flashed in his eyes. He struggled to raise his arm and held the big knife tightly. Just as he was about to resist, countless red flames had surged, and Sun Chuncai was not even There was no chance to fight back, so he let out a sad scream. His whole body was quickly submerged in the blazing firelight. In the firelight jumping, Sun Chuncai's figure not only did not fall down, but also expanded slightly, and the big knife in his hand suddenly turned into enchanting red.

"Haha, you can die with me. The last type of soul-eating knife, heaven and earth live together!" Sun Chun just stood in the red light and said with a wild smile. His body made a soft sound and suddenly scattered, but there was no flesh and blood flying. The countless flesh and blood turned into powder and drilled into the big knife that was still hanging in the air. The big knife suddenly emitted an extremely tyrannical atmosphere, and the breeze was small. The red light of the sky is facing each other.

When the masters of Zimengtang saw this, their faces changed greatly. Mengxian, who had already been relieved, turned pale and shouted desperately, "No, everyone, go back quickly and carry the spirit of immortals to protect themselves!"

A group of masters of Zimengtang also roared, "Go back, go back!" These masters of the real fairy period all sensed that an extremely tyrannical atmosphere was forming in the place where Sun Chuncai was standing, and they were not sure enough to resist it!

Although the rest of the people didn't know what was going on, they were shocked to see the masters. How dare they and others to neglect at all? It's always good to be safe. Everyone retreated sharply together, and on the other hand, they carried the fairy spirit in their bodies to protect their whole body.

Feng Xiaotian naturally realized that things were a little bad. He rushed out like an arrow behind him, and the dream fairy behind him couldn't use it at all. Although he took the lead in finding the problem, the speed was the slowest. Feng Xiaotian picked up Mengxian's slender waist and opened the lock mountain ring with all his strength. Cover yourself and Mengxian in a turquoise mask.

Mengxian was already desperate. Although he was a master of the Xuanxian period, he now has no protective power. There are a few shocking magic weapons, but without the support of the immortal spirit, he can't use it. He is a little sad in his heart. He never thought that he would fall. In this desolate Xuanbing fairyland, she just didn't know whether Mr. Feng could survive. Mengxian thought of this, and her face was already slightly hot. She didn't know what was going on. At this last critical moment of life, the figure of Feng Xiaotian came to her mind.

Just when Meng Xian was thinking nonsense, her slender waist tightened, and she felt that a powerful arm held herself in place with some rudeness. Her delicate body suddenly pressed against a strong chest, and a strong male went straight to the end of her nose, making Mengxian feel slightly dizzy.

"My God, it's Mr. Feng. It's the first time I'm so close to a man? Mr. Feng's arms are so warm!" At this time, Mengxian had already thought that it was not the safety of his life, but that he first considered such an inexplicable problem.

As for Feng Xiaotian, although he felt the warm and soft jade of Yi people in his arms, in such a dangerous situation, he didn't care about any beautiful idea in his mind. The power of the fairy was crazily injected into the lock mountain ring, expanding the green light mask, and including the dream fairy.

Just when the green light around the lock mountain could cover the shape of the dream fairy, a shocking loud sound came from the place where Sun Chuncai had just stood. The sound rolled around, making everyone's figure unstable, and the surrounding cliffs were shaking, and countless grinding disk-sized mountains The stone rolled down from the cliff, and several immortals who retreated to the bottom of the cliff were accidentally smashed and seriously injured.

Most of the disciples of the Immortals are pale and have been slightly injured by the shock. Only the disciples of the Immortals in Zimengtang are slightly better, but they are also a little disordered.

As for the dozens of people who have not yet returned to Xiaoyao Sect, because the fairy spirit in their bodies still can't be used at all, they escaped a few steps, and they were swallowed up by the boundless waves and let out a scream. The flesh and blood collapsed, and it was already dead!

And because Feng Xiaotian wanted to save Meng Xian, his speed was the slowest in the crowd. The turbulent waves quickly caught up and annihilated Feng Xiaotian's whole body.

Feng Xiaotian only felt the turbulent huge force rushing towards him. The green aperture supported by the lock mountain ring flashed a few flashes, and then suddenly extinguished. Feng Xiaotian knew that it was not good. When the aperture formed by the lock mountain ring could be extinguished, he summoned the Shakya Tower in time, and the anxious voice of Feng Xiaoling sounded at the bottom of his heart at the same time: "Silly Master, why do you always like to put yourself in such a dangerous situation?

Feng Xiaotian ignored answering Feng Xiaoling's complaints. The Sakyamuni Tower suddenly flew to the top of his head, and thousands of faint blue lights drooped down, and enveloped Feng Xiaotian and Mengxian.

The defensive effect of Shakya Pagoda is naturally much stronger than the lock mountain ring, and the defense time is also a little longer. However, under the impact of the air waves, Feng Xiaotian can no longer control his body shape. The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who escaped from the sky looked at their suzerain holding a blue mask, in the countless dust brought by the turbulent waves, Like a leaf of flat boat ups and downs in the stormy waves, they hang their hearts on their throats. They don't know whether their suzerain and the master of Zimengtang can escape.

Feng Xiaotian only felt that there seemed to be countless huge forces pulling him around him. Although he desperately injected the spirit of immortality into the Sakyamuni Tower, because the external force was too rapid, the speed of the Sakyamuni Tower consumed aura far exceeded the aura injected by Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaoling's anxious voice sounded at the bottom of Feng Xiaotian's heart again: " boss, throw down the woman in your arms quickly, otherwise you can't escape!"

When Feng Xiaotian heard the words, he looked down at Meng Xian who was leaning tightly in his arms, but he saw that there was no fear on Meng Xian's face. A pair of lotus arms had already hugged Feng Xiaotian, and his expression was very peaceful, as if he was not in danger of losing his life at any time, but a safe warmth. The warm harbor closed its eyes tightly, and the slender and soft eyelashes trembled slightly.

Meng Xian felt that Feng Xiaotian was staring at him. A pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened, like a spring water, looking at Feng Xiaotian with a smile. Suddenly, he loosened his arms around Feng Xiaotian's waist and whispered, "Meng Xian thanked Mr. Feng for risking his life to save him. It's just the situation. In a critical situation, I'm afraid it's difficult for Mr. Feng to escape with Mengxian. If he doesn't leave the little woman, he will have a much better chance of escaping alone!"

Feng Xiaotian looked at the beauty like a flower in his arms, and unexpectedly raised a feeling like a dream. He completely forgot to surround himself and muttered, "Yan'er!"

Mengxian was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Yan'er? Who is Yan'er?

When Feng Xiaotian heard the sound, Huo Ran woke up and realized that the beauty in his arms was not the Yan'er he was longing for. An incomparable loss suddenly hit his heart and replied faintly, "It's an old friend of mine!"

Meng Xian looked at Feng Xiaotian's lost expression, and her heart suddenly twitched. She was shocked. What's wrong with me? How can I feel heartache for a man I just met?

And Feng Xiaotian felt that it was getting harder and harder to support the Sakyamuni Tower. The turbulent air wave did not mean to stop at all. All the people of Xiaoyao Sect had withdrawn from a few miles away and hung in the air. Looking at the air waves in the sky kept throwing up and down the faint blue mask.

Gongsun Wuwang and several other masters tried to rush in to save people several times, but before they could get close to the air wave, they were swept back by the turbulent air wave. They were so anxious that everyone was helpless.

"Feng Gongzi, I am satisfied that Mengxian should be guarded by you before he dies. There are countless disciples of Xiaoyao Sect waiting for you outside. Don't put yourself in for Mengxian!" Meng Xian's voice whispered softly in Feng Xiaotian's ear!

Feng Xiaotian crossed his heart, and his empty right hand clenched the sword of the grass pheasant. The fairy spirit in the five internal organs entered the sea of knowledge in five lines. More than a thousand Yuanling beads in the sea of knowledge rotated crazily at the same time, and the true qi poured into the meridians has turned into a gray chaotic fairy gas.

Feng Xiaotian felt the power of the chaotic fairy spirit, poured the chaotic true air into the sword of the grass pheasant, and fiercely rowed forward. A gray sword spirit spewed out from the tip of the sword of the grass pheasant sword. It seemed inconspicuous, but it tore an opening the turbulent air wave in an instant. Feng Xiaotian did not dare to neglect and hold his dream. Xian's left arm suddenly threw Meng Xian out of the torn passage, and shouted at the same time, "Sister Hua, catch it!"

At first, Meng Xian thought that Feng Xiaotian finally agreed with his words and wanted to give up. His heart was relieved. A faint loss and deep relief floated in his heart at the same time. However, after hearing Feng Xiaotian's roar, he felt that his body flew out smoothly and quickly under the help of a soft fairy spirit. In the turbulent waves, the flower attack clothes of the owner of Zihuatang has already flown through the air and took the dream fairy in his arms.

When Meng Xian looked back, she saw that the passage she had just flown out had been swallowed up by the air waves, and the blue mask that had just protected her had also become much weaker. Seeing that it was about to go out in the turbulent waves, an inexplicable sadness surged into Meng Xian's heart, and the two lines of tears were smooth. His smooth cheeks slid down and shouted, "Mr. Feng, no!"

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(Chapter 3 of No. 16, I hope everyone will continue to support me, and the flowers will be more powerful!)