Chapter 342 Space-Time Mirror

"Yanbei, get out of the way!" What made a sound was the carelessness of standing in the farthest mid-air. He felt the power of this knife at such a long distance. Not to mention the cultivation of the Yuanying period of Yanbei, it was absolutely not easy to encounter this knife during his combination period, so he called Yanbei to avoid it.

I don't know if it's easy. Yanbei also wants to avoid it at this time, but he can't put it into action. This can't be taken lightly. His cultivation is the highest and the farthest away, so he only feels the supreme breath, but he can't really feel the helplessness of being suppressed.

The free disciples who fought with Linger were not so lucky. When the barbarian king shouted out to rule the world, a king's domineering spirit overwhelmed the world, and everyone felt that their bodies were suddenly stunned. Although it recovered in a moment, it was enough for them to be shocked. You should know that the real goal of the barbarian king is not them, but Yanbei in the center of the whirlwind...

At this time, Yanbei has completely given up his resistance. In the face of this knife under the hood, he doesn't know how to deal with it. In front of Yanbei, the barbarian king was as high as a demon god in nine days, and the fierce momentum directly overwhelmed Yanbei.

The barbarian king held a big knife and looked at Yanbei, who was already in a trance in front of him. Without any pause, the big knife fell down with cold light.

Yanbei didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body was split in half by the barbarian king's knife from the middle. Scarlet blood sprayed out, impregnated the earth like a rain of blood.

The barbarian king's expression was so indifferent at this time, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. Even Linger not far away feel very strange, which is very different from the previous barbarian king.

The barbarian king shook off the blood drips stained on the knife and said lightly, "Scum, it's not a pity to die." After saying that, he turned around and walked to the scared little tiger and bent down to pick up the little tiger from the ground.

Little tiger blinked his eyes, looked at the Yanbei behind him who had been split in half, and curled his lips as if he wanted to laugh. It's just excessive shock and sadness, which has tortured the poor child's spirit to death. At this time, the great revenge has been revenged and there is no longer the motivation to insist on sobriety.

The lightly squinted eyes in mid-air suddenly opened when Yanbei was split in half, and gently opened their lips and shouted faintly, "Madman, how dare you kill my Xiaoyao disciples? I can't leave today. I will send you to see Pluto..." With that, the careless figure faded.

The barbarian king did not feel the danger approaching. Linger and others, as a practitioner, were still able to catch the careless Zhenyuan fluctuation. Seeing that they rushed to the barbarian king lightly, there was no way to stop it.

The barbarian king held the little tiger in his arms and shook his head helplessly. As soon as he wanted to say something, he felt a fierce breath rushing over. I didn't even have time to look back, and my heart was hit by something and flew out with the little tiger in my arms.

After lightly hitting the barbarian king with a palm, the long sword in his left hand gently shook, and a slender sword spirit followed the barbarian king and rushed out.

After the barbarian landed, his chest was stuffy, and a sweet mouthful of blood came to his mouth. He swallowed the blood in his mouth, his mind moved, and a khaki light flashed, and the barbarian king and the little tiger disappeared in place at the same time.

The sword spirit waved lightly hit the ground directly. After the seemingly slender sword spirit hit the ground, it exploded and blew out a big hole of a square foot.

If this sword looks at people, I'm afraid even the copper and iron bones can't bear it. Fortunately, the barbarian king slipped away, otherwise he and the little tiger in his arms would go down to drink with Pluto.

He glanced at the big pit coldly and smiled carelessly. In his opinion, it was just a five-element escape technique. As long as it is the five-eed escape technique, there will be the fluctuation of the true element, and after all, it can't escape the search of your own consciousness.

The light-hearted consciousness directly swept into the big pit hit by the sword spirit. After a moment, the careless frown frowned, because there was no fluctuation of Zhenyuan in the pit, let alone the trace of the barbarian king.

Huh? Is there no real fluctuation? Could it be..." He muttered lightly and suddenly turned his head to look at Qing'er in the distance.

Qing'er saw that she looked at herself lightly, smiled sweetly and looked at each other lightly. Of course, Qing'er knew why he wanted to take it lightly, because the barbarian king got out of the ground not far behind Qinger at this time.

The barbarian king came out of the ground with a coma tiger in his arms. In the earthy yellow light, the barbarian king opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Bah!" He spit out the blood stains in his mouth and muttered, "Fuck, it really hurts the old guy to beat people. Don't you just kill a little guy!"

Qing'er turned around with a smile, waved a green light to wrap the barbarian king, and whispered, "You are seriously injured. Don't move. I'll help you recover."

Although the barbarian king is not a true person who can't look inside, he also knows that the situation in his body is not optimistic, so he stands there and let Qinger do it.

Since he decided to kill the barbarian king, how could he watch the barbarian king heal his wounds as if no one was there? As soon as the barbarian king appeared lightly, he approached the barbarian king.

Linger wink at the rest of the people, turned around and flew to Qing'er's side, staring at the slowly surrounding Xiaoyao people. Qinger pulled Linger's clothes and said, "Sister Linger, he is injured..."

Linger nodded, and there was a trace of chill between her eyebrows. Originally, Linger didn't want to really fight with them. But now it seems that this matter is absolutely not good, and it is doomed that someone will die to end.

Linger sent a voice to Leng Lingxue and others: "Kill!" A simple word is enough to show Linger's current mentality.

There was a group of free disciples outside. Who would have thought that the first thing to take action was the careless person standing outside. He lightly crossed a perfect semicircle with a long sword in his right hand, and a huge moon-shaped sword spirit rushed to the barbarian king in the green light package with a destructive power.

Qing'er's eyebrows loosened, raised her right hand and pointed to the huge sword gas, and gently blew a faint breath and said, "The barrier of the wind!" The originally quiet air was twisted at this moment, and a strong wind roared away against the sword.

Blocked by the sudden gale, the sword spirit stagnated, and finally it was not enough to cause any damage when it reached the barbarian king. Linger shook her hand and dispersed the sword spirit and looked coldly at her careless move.

seemed to have expected this situation for a long time. He smiled and said coldly, "Well, I don't measure myself, then let me take it easy to send you on the road in person!"

After saying it lightly, he danced the long sword in his hand, and the sword dance like no one else drove the airflow around him, and the rolled up mud and sand was hit and flew wildly in the shadow of the sword. The careless figure gradually became blurred in the flying mud and sand, and finally there was only a long sword flying in the wind.

Seeing that he used such a trick lightly, all the disciples of Xiaoyao retreated to one side. Linger and others all gathered in front of Qinger and the barbarian king, and it seemed that they would protect them to the death.

At this time, Chen Yu and Dian Yun stood up and stood in the front with their backs to Linger. Chen Yu shook the folding fan in his hand, looked up at the sky and said, "Linger, take them out of here first and go straight to Yuran. It's up to me and Dianyun. The two of us can still stop them for a while. Let's go!"

Linger naturally won't leave the two of them here like this. She shook her head and said, "No, you have to go together. How can you two take such a risk?"

Dian Yun shook his head, and a black evil spirit wrapped himself up in an instant. A gloomy voice came from the dark fog: "No, we can't let go of our hands and feet here at all. You leave first, and the two of us will arrive later. Don't worry, these shrimps still can't stop us."

Linger is still very difficult, but she also clearly knows how powerful the lighthearted blow as an elder is. Perhaps Chen Yu is right. It can only be a burden for her to stay here and others. So Linger nodded and whispered, "Well, you should be more careful."

Qinger waved away the green light, walked to the barbarian king with his eyes closed and said, "Hey, is your injury almost healed? We should go."

The barbarian opened his eyes and took a look at the situation at the scene. He stood up and said, "I'm not leaving now. I want to see what's special about the person who hurt me. You go first. Oh, by the way..." He picked up the unconscious tiger and gave it to Lv Fang and said, "Take him, don't let him make any mistakes. Maybe Yuran will like this doll."

Linger still wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she felt that she didn't know where to start, so she had to shake her head gently and didn't say anything more.

The careless moves over there have also reached the final stage, and countless huge swords rushed out in the shadow of the sky. These swords are more horrible than the previous huge swordsmanship. Wherever swords go, rocks are flying, leaving ravines behind.

Chen Yu and Dian Yun looked at each other and nodded. At the same time, they reached out and waved their hands in front of them and shouted softly, "Time and space mirror!" In an hour, he only saw a white light on Chen Yu's hand, and a white light curtain blocked the area of more than ten feet in front of him.

And the black gas in the hands of the cloud also spread into a canopy, and the miracle is that the black and white canopy merged together.

All of the huge sword spirit waved carelessly hit the black-and-white fusion sky. There was no earth-shaking collision sound or thrilling explosion sound, as if nothing had happened, and everything calmed down.