Chapter 70 Enemies Gather

The man in the brocade robe covered his left eye and fell to the ground, and the blood between his fingers was dripping. In shock and anger, he saw Rong Hui's face pale and slowly falling like a puppet. He couldn't help laughing: "Anti-eating, counter-eating... Hahahaha... Brothers, what are you waiting for? Why don't you kill him!"

Everyone looked at each other and looked at the magic weapon in their hands. They were no different from the magic weapon and couldn't help but hesitate. Counterattack?" Xiaoxuan's heart was shocked: "Although the practitioners use the divine method to control the law, although it is immediately seen, the longer it takes, the more dramatic it is. After extreme loss, if you can't take back your divine thoughts, your cultivation will suddenly decline, and if you are seriously devoured by Zhenyuan, or even lose your mind. She was shocked and furious, and shouted, "I'll kill you first!" The right hand trembled, the long whip danced out, and the whip circled around, covering the big man. The man followed the whip and vowed to kill this person.

The man in the brocade robe lost two treasures in a row. He knew that he was not Xiaoxuan's opponent. After seeing her take action, he waved a small spell to crack it and covered his left eye and laughed: "Little beauty, you are so beautiful." Look at your staring and frowning. Is he your concube?" Look at him, it's useless. How can he satisfy you?" Good to die. If you die, you will be a little widow!" At that time, the uncle will spoil you at night and let you know what it means to be 'death'?" Don't stare at me. I'm right. He definitely didn't make you happy!" This kind of man is not a pity to die...

While he spoke, the bandits surrounded him. Rong Xue shook her sword and scolded in a low voice: "Who dares to come up!"

"Yo, Xiaoya is quite stubborn. I don't know if she is so stubborn everywhere!" In response to the sound, a thin and tall young man came out, seemingly careless and generously floated towards Rong Xue.

"Look for death!" Rong Xue frowned and scolded, step out, and rushed up like a strong wind. The two swords are stabbed like a dark shadow.

The young man hummed and raised his hand in front of him. The wind rippled like waves, and a three-inch ice wall emerged. The ice swords hit each other, and dozens of swords passed in a blink of an eye, and the spark lit up, "ding--" with a long sound. The ice wall trembled and cracked inch by inch. The young man secretly said "not good" and was about to push away, but suddenly felt that his left arm was cold, followed by a tingling.

He was shocked and caught a glimpse of his arm falling and bleeding like a spring. A branch has broken the ice, but there is no gap on the ice wall. Don't think too much, cover the wound and shoot upside down. Seeing the branches sweeping, the ice crumbs collapsed, and I couldn't help exclaiming secretly: "What a sharp branch, how fast swordsmanship!" Seeing the sound of thorns again, the ice wall trembled gently and collapsed inch by inch, and my heart was even more shocked.

Rong Xue hummed and scolded everyone: "My brother returned from the northwest and is a 'Taoist'. Who are you? Are there anyone who is not afraid of death?

"Who are you lying to? Do you have 'iron rolls', don't we have them?" Someone in the crowd shouted, "Quickly send the message!" As soon as the words fell, several spiritual charms flew out and flashed away. Rong Xue was slightly surprised: "What, and *?" Suddenly, I heard a cold scolding: "Go to hell!" Following the sound, I saw Xiaoxuan's hands dancing eagerly, and the big, medium and small three ring whip rings were like the snake of Changshan Mountain, hanging towards the man in brocade robes.

The man in the brocade robe hissed and screamed, "My today is your tomorrow. You won't die..." While talking, he took out a urn and raised his hand. The charm is like papyrus, which is shattered by the air field, like heavy snow all over the sky and pieces flying. However, there are still a few nets, disappearing into the air. Under the whip ring, the aura was stimulated and suddenly closed.

The skin and flesh hit each other, and the tendons are broken. Crackling, flesh and blood flying. Xiaoxuan saw the fire suddenly burning, so he stopped holding the soft whip and denounced the bandits: "Get out of here-"

With one word, everyone trembled. One of them trembling and slowly retreated. Another person said, "Girl, we can't beat you, but there is one sentence that we have to say. We are also ordered to get here, and we can't help it. Whether you are a true Taoist or a fake Taoist priest, but if you kill so many of us, you don't want to live a good life!"

Xiaoxuan saw that these people were not weak, and they were *, and they didn't dare to be careless. Looking back at Rong Hui, I saw the fire dragon wrapped around Rong Hui in the evening wind, gathering and shrinking, as if there was no place to go. It was as swollen as a python, which made Rong Hui's face red. It shrank like a huge hammer, hitting Rong Hui with a mouthful of blood.

She was secretly anxious: "No, he can't restrain the fire!" My mind changed rapidly and I wanted to deal with it.

When Rong Xue saw that Rong Hui's vitality was getting weaker and weaker, she was also anxious: "How good is this!" Make a slight weighing, open your arms with a sword and slowly sweep. The blade swings, and the body melts, turning into five wisps of breeze, slowly floating up and brushing towards Rong Hui.

When the smoke was everywhere, Rong Hui was refreshed and he was actually angry. The breeze came slowly, and his spirit grew stronger, and the fluctuation of the fire dragon gradually weakened. Everyone was shocked to see the corpses on the ground dissipate: "It's the Taoist realm!" What is this?" ... Another man shouted, "My hand!" It's the thin and tall young man.

Someone suddenly heard from the bandits shouting: "Let's go together and kill them. Otherwise, when the boy recovers, no one will want to live!"

Xiaoxuan was secretly anxious. Seeing that Rong Xue's words were just a drop in the bucket, she only hated that she didn't kill a few more at that time. He turned his mind and told Rong Xue, "You protect the law for me!" Walking to Rong Hui, he hurriedly transported "benyuan" and raised his hand to get out.

A white light flashed out of the palm of the hand, like the moonlight, which is insoluble. It touched Rong Hui's body, but it was like ice water falling into the oil pot. The dragon's body boiled for a while, but the fluctuation was dispersed, and the expansion and contraction gradually slowed.

Quiet, close to the rules. Yang Yudong, almost change. Yin and Yang are inseparable. Xiaoxuan saw that it was effective, and there was another "benyuan", and there was a burst of boiling outside the dragon skin, as if there were scales. The trend of rise and contraction gradually stops.

The bandits were shocked when they saw it, and some people encouraged: "Take action quickly!"

Rong Xue hummed coldly, took a step and asked in a low voice, "Who dares to come up!"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one wants to go first. Another person in the bandit group shouted: "Sacrifice!" As soon as the words fell, the treasure light suddenly lit up. More than ten magic weapons broke through the wind and shot straight to Rong Xue.

Rong Xue's face was slightly dark. Looking back, she saw that Xiaoxuan was taking care of Rong Hui. She must not be disturbed. So he opened his hands and guarded him. She was as loose, drumming her spiritual power with all her strength, and her body was full of treasures, and a colorful light curtain floated out between the flow, protecting the three people. The magic weapons have lost their spirituality and can only be the same as the high-quality magic weapons. Even so, more than a dozen pieces can't be attacked together, which can't be afforded by idle people.

The spiritual power was stimulated, the spiritual curtain trembled slightly, and the magic weapons were shaken away. Rong Xue saw that she could stabilize the situation, secretly happy, and relaxed her mind. She looked at her nose, looked at her nose, looked at her heart, meditated, turned a blind eye, and did not hear it, and the "spiritual platform" gradually became clear, as usual.

The bandits tried a little. Seeing that she only defended but not attacked, they said one after another: "Let's go home together!" For a moment, he made a mark with his left hand and pointed his right hand like a knife and pointed to the color screen. The treasures crowed softly and smashed them together. The color screen also trembled slightly and slowly swelled.

Between the several suctions, the bandits attacked several times, but they were like cats eating turtles. They didn't know how to start, and they couldn't help but be embarrassed. Another person in the crowd said, "Don't be discouraged. He won't last long!" Everyone responded to each other, and then urged spiritual power to smash the treasure down.

Rong Xue closed her eyes slightly, regardless. His left face turned red and his right face turned white. The buds suddenly pulled out from the branch of the left hand, but the branch of the right hand seemed to wither. After a while, the buds become leaves, and the withering between the right hand is even more prosperous. When the left face turns white and the right face turns red. The young leaves of the left hand gradually withered and fell down. However, the buds were pulled out from the dead branches and thrived. In front of the afterglow, his face was dizzy and white, and the leaves on the branches alternated withered and glory, which was really strange.

On April 15, the sun sets and the moon rises, and the stars are shining brightly. Rong Xue opened her arms and showed her Taoism. With a set of jewelry magic weapons, she resisted the group attack of the treasures. The ground gas surged from the source of her feet, and the dead leaves fell to the ground again. But she seems to be more and more stable and skill-able.

Xiaoxuandu came out of the "benyuan" and walked Ronghui's "du mai" to help him restrain the fire. Yin and Yang are excited. Every time a hole is opened, the fluctuation in the fire is small. When Rong Xue held it firmly, he motioned Rong Hui to sit down and do his best in the palm of his hand.

They are "divine practitioners". Even if they do not have the ability to change their lives, they will not retreat from monks of the same level at home. Xiaoxuan not only did not blame Rong Hui for being reckless, but also was quite proud of it. After his "life gate" was opened, he withdrew his palm and took credit. The purple fire dragon seemed to hide, shrank, wrapped around Rong Hui's waist, and slowly swam into the skin.

Cong Hui slowly opened his eyes. After seeing the situation, he smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm fine!" After carefully observing Rong Xue, she stood like a flower fairy under the starlight and was also happy for her: "This girl has finally come to the road. Don't worry! She is not only fine, but also has benefits!"

Xiaoxuan smiled: "This is our home, and we won't go there!" The voice is decisive and unquestionable.

Rong Hui nodded and agreed, picked up a dead leaf casually, looked at the texture, and couldn't help but doubt: "Is this the leaf of 'hunting wood'?" He looked up at the branches in Rong Xue's hand and smiled happily: "Maybe it can really save these two dead branches!"

"It should be possible!" Xiaoxuan nodded in agreement and asked Rong Hui, "How do you feel? Let's continue?"

"You have to put this fire spirit into your spine to completely use it!" Rong Hui caught a glimpse of the bandits having landed. Although they were also sitting around and pinching the magic weapon, they had no momentum. He couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, she can keep it. Let's continue!"

The fire rises, and if there is no negative force, it will only explode and disperse. However, after this divine fire gathered the "divine weapon essence", it became a spirit by itself and integrated most of Rong Hui's spirit. If it dissipates, the consequences will be unimaginable.

With the four palms, Xiaoxuan continued to use the "benyuan" as Rong Hui to refine the "du vein" meridians as a place to hold the spirit. If this success is achieved, his cultivation is bound to make rapid progress. Both of them knew the benefits and refused to delay for a moment.

On the east sky on the moon, Xiaoxuan was helping Rong Hui refine the "Lingtai Cave" and suddenly heard a sneer: "You are not a little bold!" His heart was slightly awe-hearted, and when he followed the sound, he saw a group of men in brocade coming from the sky. When he was the first, he had a square face and eyebrows, and was not angry and arrogant. The three behind him are also tiger-backed and bear waists, murderous. More than 20 people followed.

When the bandits saw it, they got up and saluted one after another: "Gre to the master!"

She seemed to know each other, and her mind flashed. It turned out to be the other three people in yesterday's grand scene. She couldn't help exclaiming, "It's you!"

When the middle-aged Jianmei saw Rong Hui, he also hummed softly: "Is that you?" Raising his hand and pointing, the wind rippled like waves, and a small walnut print appeared on the color screen, which was pressed down.