Chapter 308 The Immortal 7

Although this bondage spell is simple, it gathers the strength of most of the masters of the Guangyang School. Even the immortals can't break free immediately on the spot.

The colored light kept coming out from the cracks of the layers of halo, like overflowing running water. The huge cocoon formed by the aura kept expanding outward, but the swelling place was quickly suppressed by the continuous mana.

The wrestling between the Guangyang Sect and the immortals is reflected in the giant cocoon formed by the halo, which makes the shape of the giant cocoon unpredictable, which is simply comparable to the amoeba metamorphozoa.

The roar of the immortal envoy sounded from the huge cocoon, "If you betray the fairyland, just wait for the heavenly punishment of the fairy Lord!"

Pan Hanyi pulled out the huge sword on his back and strode to the immortal envoy.

Luo Chuyi jumped, grabbed Pan Hanyi and called, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Pan Hanyi's face was full of murderousness and said fiercely, "Since you have done it, let's kill him and avenge Brother Zhao!"

"No!" Luo Chuyi held Pan Hanyi tightly, "If you kill the immortals, you will really be guilty of betraying the fairyland. Even if you escape beyond the nine heavens and nine earths, you will never avoid the pursuit of the fairyland!" The Guangyang faction is really going to perish! Since the fairyland can monitor the movement here, we killed the immortals here, and I'm afraid they will know right away!"

"If we don't kill, can we continue to follow the fairyland? It's just the difference between early and late death. It's better to ask for a good time!" Pan Hanyi roared and killed decisively. Luo Chuyi was far less than Pan Hanyi. At this time, he was still holding the fantasy of seeking peace with the fairyland, and he didn't want to kill the fairy!

"The leader, if you don't stop, you will suffer from it!" The elder said in a low voice, "We won't hold on for long. Let's make a decision!"

Luo Chuyi sighed and couldn't make up his mind for a moment. He only complained to Yong Bowen on the stage, "Yong Taoist friend, why are you going up!"

Yong Bowen was looking at the grabbed scroll. Hearing Luo Chuyi complaining, he looked up and smiled and said, "I can't help but want to see the rare things. I think Luo Zhangmen didn't mean to answer, so I had to do it myself. This fairy's decree is nothing more than that.

Pan Hanyi was not in the mood to gossip. He tried his best to shake off Luo Chuyi's hand, held the huge sword high, and rushed to the front of the immortal in two steps, and suddenly cut off with a sword.

Luo Chuyi was in contradiction in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so. For a moment, he did not stop Pan Hanyi's action and watched the sword fall well above the head of the fairy.

The rune veins on the sword body are overflowing with color, which is the extreme performance of mana.

At this time, the cocoon was full of color, as if there were not many fireworks suddenly concentrated, and the halo was smashed in just a flash.

The brilliance is bright, dazzling and blind!

The long halberd that was originally picked up to Yong Bowen was taken back halfway and picked up. The blade that Pan Hanyi cut down was right, followed by a lock and firmly locked the body of the giant sword. Pan Hanyi was shocked and tried to recover the sword, but the giant sword did not move as if it had taken root.

"Die!" The fairy shouted angrily, and his right hand continued to lock Pan Hanyi's giant sword. His left hand became a fist and hit Pan Hanyi's face directly.

This fairy is dressed in heavy armor, and even wears metal gloves. If this punch is hit, not to mention the fairy, even ordinary people can make Pan Hanyi dizzy on the spot.

What's more, this punch is not an ordinary fist. Halfway through the punch, there was a muffled sound. The bear's flame rose on the surface of the fist, burning an ordinary iron glove fist like a torch.

Directly hit Pan Hanyi's face door.

This punch came so fast that Pan Hanyi's skills actually failed to respond in time. The only choice was to abandon the sword and retreat, but his skills were all on the sword, and the sword in his hand was given by his teacher. Although it was not clear that the sword was killed in the sword, he did hold this idea in his heart. For a moment, Pan Hanyi He actually made the same mistake as Luo Chuyi and was indecisive for a moment.

Between the life-and-death struggle, there was no room for hesitation. Pan Hanyi only hesitated a little, and the flame fist came to his eyes. The only thing he could do was to reluctantly lower his head.

Suddenly, a palm stretched out from the side, and before stopping the flame fist, the Yongda Tianshi, who was standing aside, came out to beg for the scene.

It's just that this palm is soft and weak. It looks like a hasty move and can't accumulate strength. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to be able to stop the flame punch.

With a crisp sound, the fists crossed, as if they had crushed something and burst into a faint blue light. The blue light spread up along the fairy's fist. Where it passed, the flame disappeared without a trace, and the colorful glow also dissipated as if it had been wiped off by something.

A soft and weak palm easily blocked the fairy's violent flame punch.

The fairy shouted angrily and hurriedly withdrew his fist as if he had been pricked by a needle, but the halberd in his hand locked Pan Hanyi's huge sword, which certainly limited Pan Hanyi's action, but he could not move easily. He only withdrew his fist, but his body could not move.

Yong Bowen laughed, bullied his body, slapped on the fairy's forehead, and still didn't have any strength. He patted lightly, then moved away, followed the two palms in turn to pat out, and patted down along the middle line of the fairy's body like lightning, first patted the front chest to the lower abdomen, then patted the back of the head to the lumbar spine, more than ten palms. Oh, he patted a series of crisply, slapped and left a charm, which was the peace charm that had just been drawn.

This charm, which is called a descending god, is even sealed by the official immortals. Shilun Mani King Kong, such a strong beam demon, will be set on the spot when the charm goes down. It's just that Yong Bowen saw that the fairy had made the two moves strong before. He was afraid that his mana was shallow, and the effect of the demotion charm he drew was limited, so he simply pasted all the demotion charms to make a superimposed effect.

I didn't expect that as soon as his last rune was pasted, and his hand had not left the surface of the fairy's armor, he saw the glow on the fairy's helmet flashing, and the divine rune on his forehead turned into flying ashes, followed by the second rune and the third rune, one after another.

The colorful glow on the surface of the armor flashed violently, and the whole armor was as bright as an energized light bulb.

The action of the fairy is only stiff, and it will slowly recover. After all the detalisman is removed, it can resume free movement.

"Let me do it!" Pan Hanyi shouted loudly and finally abandoned the huge sword in his hand. He put his backhand on the sword box and pulled out another slender thorn sword and stabbed at the fairy's face.

The fairy's helmet is equipped with facial armor. Since the arrival, it has been kept, and only eyes and mouth can be seen.

Pan Hanyi's sword made it extremely vicious. He brushed and hit three swords in a row, which stabbed his eyes and mouth.