“Damn, I can tell at a glance that this old boy is not a good person!” Quan Dingding was full of contempt.
All the inheritors were unable to move, Xu Huan no longer concealed anything. He started his plan to devour the inheritors.
One inheritor after another became shriveled.
And Xu Huan, like a homeless man who has been hungry for a long time, suddenly tasted the most delicious food in the world. His face was full of enjoyment. He opened his arms to embrace the coming power.
Yang Xingxia showed greed, watching the famous inheritor die in Xu Huan’s hands, he yelled, “Old thing, what are you waiting for, I have to let people take away all the power that belongs to me.” Huh? Kill him!”
“哢!”
A crisp sound rang out of thin air, Yang Shou’s tomb raised his arm with difficulty, more and more sword air appeared behind Yang Shou’s tomb, and he was able to break free from the shackles of the so-called heroic spirit.
“These powers belong to me!” Xu Huan also became crazy. “No one can take away the things that belong to me.”
Behind Xu Huan, a phantom loomed, it was Xu Huan’s heroic spirit, the heroic spirit who was about to wake up from sleep, felt a lot of heroic spirit energy, and was already on the verge of awakening.
“Kill him!” Yang Xingxia shouted.
The Jian Qi behind Yang Shou’s tomb went straight to Xu Huan.
“Yang Shou tomb, let me try, how strong are you!” A huge bow and arrows appeared in Xu Huan’s hands. When Xu Huan pulled the bow, countless arrows formed behind him, “Go!”
The sky full of sword energy collided with arrows.
The sound of “Boom” continued to sound, the dense fog was shaken away, and the violent air currents kept rolling.
Zhang Xuan dormant in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.
“Boy, you are so lucky, this is an opportunity for you.” The Cthulhu’s voice sounded gently in Zhang Xuan’s ear.
On the other side, the battle between Yang Shou tomb and Xu Huan will not last too long. When the two make a move, it is a killer move.
Xu Huan understood very well that now the heroic spirits were less and less effective in suppressing Yang Shou’s tomb. He still didn’t fully absorb the energy of these inheritors. Once Yang Shou’s tomb was freed from the shackles, he would not necessarily be his opponent.
And Yang Shou’s Tomb also understands what will happen after the heroic fragments possessed by these inheritors are completely absorbed by one person. It is very likely that Xu Huan will directly step into the spiritual control power within this day. Once this happens, it will be dangerous. .
Both of them had their own ideas and started to work hard to end this battle as quickly as possible.
The explosion sounded constantly, which was a hedge of aura.
Spiritual energy is raging, violent storms are rising, the thick fog is blown away, and even the water of the lake begins to churn. This is a battle between the top powers.
In a confrontation, the two flew out and fell to the ground. The result of this reckless action was to abandon all defenses and make the most violent offense.
It’s just that the situation of Yang Shou’s tomb is obviously better than Xu Huan’s. As time goes on, Yang Shou’s tomb is less and less suppressed, and Xu Huan has no time to absorb the remaining energy of those heroic spirits. .
When the sky of sword light appeared again behind Yang Shou’s tomb, the arrows that appeared behind Xu Huan had already looked very bleak.
“Xu Huan, you are calculating, in the end, it’s just a waste of wood, hahahaha, thank you for the feast you prepared for me!” Yang Xingxia laughed loudly.
Xu Huan’s expression was particularly ugly, arrows shot out from behind him, and he himself ran away into the mist at a fast speed.
Xu Huan is a very deep mansion, cruel, and does not procrastinate in doing things. For those who respect him, he did not hesitate when he launched the killer. Seeing that things were unexpected at this moment, he would not think about staying too much. Desperately, he is not a person who dares to work hard.
“Want to run? Did you run away?” Yang Xingxia yelled, “Old guy, I want his hero!”
“Old slave obeys.” Yang Shou tomb nodded, the sky full of sword lights merged and turned into a giant sword, and went straight to Xu Huan’s heart.
At this moment, the guardian of Wei Lan, the old woman who had fallen to the ground a long time ago, suddenly got up, rushed to the side of Wei Lan who was suppressed to be unable to move, grabbed Wei Lan and ran.
At the same time, not far away, the Cthulhu’s voice rang in Zhang Xuan’s ears again, “Boy, good opportunity, his qi is exhausted, and now he is in a suppressed state, not your opponent, kill him. He, there are many fragments of heroic spirits here, for your war spirits, they are all great tonics!”
Zhang Xuan doesn’t care whether the heroic fragments are tonic, but now that he has the opportunity to work on Yang Shou’s tomb, Zhang Xuan will naturally not miss this opportunity. It was resolved first.
A fierce stern flashed in Zhang Xuan’s eyes, and a purple divine sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.
“Brother, let me pretend first!” Quan Dingding, who had been sitting still like an old monk, suddenly stood up, jumped vigorously, and shouted, “Bold demon, let go of Weilan girl, look at my great dragon! ”
A whisk swelled into the wind and went straight to the tomb of Yang Shou.
Yang Shou’s tomb’s expression changed. He didn’t care about the Dawei Tianlong, but the mysterious swordsman who appeared at the same time as the Dawei Tianlong was what Yang Shou’s tomb wanted to pay attention to.
The sudden appearance of Quan Dingding was obviously beyond everyone’s expectation. Those inheritors had no idea that the monk who had been driven away by them before appeared at this time to deal with Yang Shou’s tomb.
Yang Shou tomb waved his hand and slapped Quan Dingding, his eyes locked behind Quan Dingding. At the same time, the lightsaber chasing Xu Huan suddenly accelerated, pinning Xu Huan who was fleeing to the ground. , Yang Shou’s tomb didn’t even look at Xu Huan again. All his current thoughts were on the mysterious swordsman.
A figure gradually came from the thick fog, and the purple light looked very strange in the darkness.
“Yang Shou tomb, long time no see.” Zhang Xuan’s voice sounded, and he appeared in Yang Shou tomb with a smile on his face.
“It’s you.” Yang Shou’s eyes became more solemn. Zhang Xuan’s identity is very clear to Yang Shou’s tomb. For this immortal lotus, Yang Shou’s tomb is very jealous, even if Zhang Xuan’s strength is for Yang Shou’s tomb. In terms of it, it’s nothing, but the title of Lu Xianzhi alone made Yang Shou’s tomb have to pay attention to it.
“Big Brother Zhang!” Wei Lan yelled in surprise when seeing Zhang Xuan.
The old woman beside Wei Lan frowned. She wondered what kind of courage this young man who seemed to have little strength had stood in front of Yang Shou’s tomb.
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