203 consecutive into four young people flying fairy light kill

"The green grass is quiet, pitiful and light, and the red flowers are gorgeous, which makes me happy but not good."

Xue Chen recited the poem and walked in the beautiful courtyard. He stepped lightly for fear that the grass would be damaged. He brushed the petals with his hand, but did not pick them, because they belonged to nature.

After Xue Chen was in the scene, the multiple phases in the heart of the godless automatically formed the natural paths of heaven and earth, harmonious coexistence, more love for flowers and plants, watching while walking, and feeling in singing.

He realized that it was not an epiphany, but an ordinary understanding, but it was very profound. He could feel the happy watering and careful pruning of the fairies and fairies in Qiuzhuang, as well as the dependence and gratitude of flowers and plants on the sun. Everything was so beautiful that it made his heart refreshed and quiet.

But not long after Anning was broken, and there was a heavy sound of stepping.

Xue Chen frowned and opened his eyes. Before turning his head, he could feel the casualness of the footsteps and the impetuousness of his master.

Turning around again, there are four young immortals, all of whom are rich and gorgeous, proud, and their strength is also not bad. They are all a Taoist palace, and they all have a long and strong breath, and their magic power is not ordinary. They may be disciples from the Dazong sect.

"How many people, what's the matter?" Xue Chen asked faintly.

One of the four people, a young man in silver robe, took a step forward, raised his head and ordered Xue Chen with his chin, "The eight courtyards in front of Qiuzhuang Tianzi are full. There is only one person here. Give it to us."

"This place has been booked by my friend, more than one person." Xue Chen frowned and responded.

If under normal circumstances, the other party asked who it was, but no, another strong man in a golden robe directly stepped forward and shouted, "Who do I care who you are? You just need to know who we are, and you still don't leave.

Xue Chen was stunned. He had never seen such an arrogant man, and then his face turned cold: "I don't know him."

"Ha ha! I don't know whether it's good or bad, we don't even know Cheng Si Shao. Huang Shao, just let him taste the magic power of your Shanzong. A shorter young man in red robe laughed, and his exhaled breath was mixed with hot energy, and a peony next to him immediately withered.

Seeing this, Xue Chen suddenly became angry and said, "You can step on the grass, because they bear the responsibility of stepping on the green, giving people purity, and you can smell the flowers. They are blooming the youth of the four seasons, bringing beautiful colors to the world..."

When he said this, the red-robed young man stamped the ground fiercely and laughed wildly: "How can you learn elegance? The power is real. A useless scholar dares to be rampant in front of Ben Shao."

But Xue Chen was still saying, and his voice suddenly became cold: "But you can't trample and destroy it. You come here just to satisfy your vanity. You don't deserve it at all."

"Stop talking nonsense! A mountain earthquake!" The man in the golden robe roared fiercely and waved his fist. The strength of the fist vigorously shook violently, evolving layers of mountain ripples.

"It's a bit like the power of the Sanshan barbarians." Xue Chen saw the trajectory clearly at a glance, but just raised his hand and brushed it, and the whirlpool of the Taiji track entangled his fist and could not go any further.

There is a part of the meaning of the yin and yang five elements wave in the Taiji swirl wave, which is a recent application of yin and yang Taoism, far beyond the ordinary Taoist palace. Although this person is good, he has not exerted all his strength, and naturally he can't break through.

"Huh! You boy actually has two hands. Look at my Lianshan gathering again!"

The man in the golden robe drank fiercely, and the vigorous waves on his fists suddenly condensed. A thick and dangerous Linglong mountain was formed, smashing at Xue Chen, deforming the space.

But Xue Chen was not afraid at all. His sword finger stretched out deeply and shouted coldly, "Break!"

I saw a bunch of sharp sword light spitting, spiral structure and spiritual brilliant, which was his new kendo after communicating with the sword spirit. He broke the energy with his will. Under the strong and deep sword, there were also five-element cuts, breaking the so-called small 'Lianshan'.

Moreover, the sword light continues to shoot forward, and the sharpness does not decrease. The face of the man in the golden robe suddenly changed, and he waved his fists and shouted: "Lianshan pressure, Lianshanzang, Lianshan array..."

But it doesn't work. This bunch of sword awn can still be differentiated. The evolution of the sword array wears out everything. The other party's fairy power is an earth attribute. Even if there is the will of the mountain, it is still restrained by the sword awn of the five elements.

As the sword light approached only a foot, Xue Chen was ready to stop, because the fight had not reached the point of killing.

But at this time, the last young man in white robe suddenly took action and pointed at Xue Chen's sword light in front of the man in gold robe, and also shot a sword light, sharp and slender.

"Huh? It is composed of continuous swords and light. Xue Chen also saw that the characteristics of the other party's sword light were composed of many small sword awns.

Ding Ding Ding!

The two beams of sword light hit strong, and the other party's sword light cracked inch by inch, but the scattered sword light reunited, surrounded by Xue Chen's sword light, and turned into a big lock. At the same time, the other party shouted in a low voice: "The sword lock, broken!"

The big lock was broken again in an instant, but there was a sword power to annihilate the will that destroyed Xue Chen's sword light.

But it was a temptation, which made the four people know the power of Xue Chen, especially the other three people who suddenly showed a trace of fear. Obviously, they were not sure to deal with Xue Chen's kendo magic power. Only the white-robed young man who also practiced kendo was possible.

Then, the young man in white robe frowned at Xue Chen and asked, "I'm Xingyuan, Lian Chengzong Lianjian Hall, and which disciple is the Taoist friend?"

"One scattered repair." Xue Chen just said lightly that he didn't have to deliberately climb the reputation of the school. Once it was found out, it was not good.

And when the young man in silver robe heard this, he immediately sneered: "It turns out that he is just a Sanxiu, and he dares to be the most right to connect with us. Are you stupid? Get out of here quickly."

When Xue Chen heard that he was scolded, his pupils shrank, and the golden light condensed in his heart, so he was ready to give the other party a taste of the sting of his will.

But at this time, he was interrupted by a loud shout: "You are the loser, and you dare to bark in front of my brother!"

With a swish, two figures suddenly shot from outside the door. One of the familiar figures was Ling Xiaotong, and he went straight to the silver-robed young man and waved his big hand to delete the other party's face.

Ling Xiaotong's speed shocked the other party. He quickly waved his hands and said, "The water barrier!"

However, Ling Xiaotong's big hand was thick and strong, and he didn't care about any barriers at all. He went straight through and slapped the other party's face fiercely.

Pup!

The sound resounded throughout the courtyard, and the silver-robed young man was thrown far away and directly smashed a stone stool. His face was sunken and blood was flowing.

"Lingqing, how are you?" The man in the golden robe hurried to help the young man in the silver robe.

And Xingyuan's face was extremely ugly, but when he saw that Ling Xiaotong changed color again, he immediately understood that this was Ling Xiaotong's reservation. He regretted that Ling Qing was injured and could only swallow it. He hugged his fist and said, "Today we collided. Goodbye!"

"That won't work. Did you disturb Ling Shao's banquet for me and just leave?" Another person who came in spoke at this time.

He was handsome and handsome. He looked down at Lian Cheng Si Shao and sneered, "I heard that what kind of Si Shao you are. So what is the name of me and Ling brother Tianyu Shuang Shao?"

"Flying clouds, what do you want?" Xingyuan replied with a gloomy face.

Xue Chen also remembers at this moment that this is the flying sky, the son of the Flying Star King, who drove a flying car race on the fourth floor of the Shenlou last time.

"The four of you work together to lend me a move, but you can only pierce the heart!" The evil spirit appeared on Fei Yuntian's face, which was not like a lie at all. The bandit spirit was too heavy, and Ling Xiaotong's bandit spirit was obviously learned from him.

Then he saw him sticking out his right index finger, a white and blue edge derived, the spiral accelerated, and the continuous compression, and the artistic conception of flying up to the sky and breaking through the sky spread away, making the mystery of heaven and earth feel tremble and faintly cracking.

"It's not good! Fei Yuntian has always been merciless. He is serious. Let's resist together!" Xingyuan shouted loudly, and his body was full of sharpness.

Others also drank together, and even the injured Lingqing was frightened to stimulate his strength.

"A sword, a fire, a mountain, a water, a sword volcanic water!"

With the joint efforts of the four people, the combination of the four connected sects builds a hard and colorful barrier.

Ke Fei Yuntian's eyes were full of contempt: "Huh! I went home this time and learned a new magic power, so I'll let you see it, flying immortals!"

Won!

Xue Chen did not see the specific trajectory. The speed was too fast. He saw a beam of light penetrating through the void and flashing in front of the courtyard.

Looking further, there is a hole in the wall of the four magic power. The cracks spread little by little, and finally break with a crack. There is a small hole in the chest of Xingyuan in the front of the four people. The immortal flesh and blood want to heal but it can't. There is a white and blue sharpness blocking the will of immortality.

"Brother Xing! Brother Xin! How are you?" The other three people were shocked and attached to Xingyuan.

But Fei Yuntian looked at his fingers and frowned, "I didn't poke to death with one finger. It seems that the strength condensation is still a little worse."

"Cough, cough!"

Xingyuan seemed to have regained a little spirit, but his face was pale. He covered his chest and said to the other three people, "Let's go quickly!"

Then, the three people helped Xingyuan and hurriedly left the courtyard, and Fei Yuntian did not stop him.

Ling Xiaotong then came over and patted Fei Yuntian and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months. It's still so domineering! I thought you would be disciplined by the Flying Star King when you go home!"

"The old man is not at home. Of course, I am the king." Fei Yuntian shook his head with thick black hair, indicating his domineering.

"Come on, let me introduce you," Ling Xiaotong pulled Fei Yuntian to Xue Chen's side and said, "This is Brother Xue. Although the realm is low, the physical strength is still above me. Anyway, there are a lot of secrets."

"Oh!" Fei Yuntian was slightly surprised. You should know that there are not many people who can be valued by Ling Xiaotong. Even if they have similar personalities, they can only be subordinates. If they want to really call brothers, they must have enough strength.

"Then let me try." Fei Yuntian smiled coldly, more domineering as a child, and more directly, pointing directly to Xue Chen.

Xue Chen had just seen the magic power of the other party's fingers. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless. He also stretched out his fingers. The white jade was clear and did not use force to assist. Two fingers clamped the other party's index finger.

Swing!

However, Fei Yuntian's wrist trembled, and the continuous force was instilled into the index finger, and the strong penetration force strengthened forward.

But Xue Chen's two hands are motionless, like a steel pliers.

"Don't try. Brother Xue's physique is extraordinary. With brute force alone, he will never be defeated." Ling Xiaotong smiled and pulled the two's wrists away to avoid a fight.