Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

She looked like a little girl in her early twenties.

Dan Fengyan, willow eyebrows and Qiong nose, and the red lips dripping with blood, in normal times, Ye Chen probably will have to watch it for a while.

But now, his heart was full of anger, because Jiang Han dealt with Elder Wuguang alone in order to protect him!

Those are five monsters whose cultivation has reached perfection!

The chance of surviving is also extremely slim. It is obvious that they were plotted against by someone, and what is even more frightening is that they don't know who was plotted against!

"Yo! I didn't expect that among the disciples of Tianjiao, there is a disciple of Xiaoyuan. I want my sister! From now on, you will be my sister and my cauldron." Yan Furong laughed delicately, and she slowed down her voice again, " Sister will take good care of you..."

"Witch, look at the sword!" Ye Chen shouted angrily, a fire dragon was wrapped around the long sword, and he stabbed towards Yan Furong.

Hao Nanren and Yun Fang who were standing next to them were greatly surprised: "This is... the Dragon Elephant Xianhai Sutra?!"

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Huolong Lijian moved out, opened his mouth and bit at Yan Furong.

But Yan Furong didn't show any fear at all, she took a deep breath and shouted angrily: "Whale swallows thousands of miles like a tiger!"

After all, a huge suction appeared in her mouth, and the huge fire dragon was like ramen in a noodle shop, and it was all sucked in with a "swipe".

"Hi'er!" Yan Furong even hiccupped, she smacked her lips and said, "Young man, haven't you been too indulgent lately? I feel that your kidney energy is a bit weak!"

Ye Chen thought that he and Liu Wushuang had been getting tired of being together at night, he became angry from embarrassment, and attacked again: "It has nothing to do with you!"

However, as soon as Ye Chen made a move, Yan Furong suddenly disappeared in place. When she reappeared, she was already standing beside Ye Chen: "Fragrant legs!"

Canopy!

This kick kicked Ye Chen's abdomen sharply, causing him to fall backwards like a cannonball, and even smashed the door frame of the Taoist courtyard directly!

"Junior Brother Ye Chen!" Yun Fang hurried over.

"Another reckless!" Yan Furong's eyes showed killing intent, and the nails of one hand suddenly swelled, and she grabbed Yun Fang's head.

If nothing else happened, Yan Furong's grasp could open Yunfang's brain!

After all, this kind of thing is not uncommon for Yan Furong.

But when she was about to succeed, a sword was already inserted between his fingers!

Yan Furong suddenly raised her head, but found a face that was even more beautiful than her!

Zhou Baoer!

Gong Guyan and Liu Wushuang also came with Zhou Baoer, Zhou Baoer's Yitian sword was drawn violently, and Yan Furong's three slender fingers also bid her goodbye.

"Damn!"

Yan Furong covered her hands and glared at the three women in front of her.

But Zhou Baoer saw that Jiang Han was not present, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

Yan Furong retreated a few steps, she swung a palm towards the sky, and shot out a flying thunder from her sleeve, the flying thunder exploded in the sky.

At the same time, more than a dozen disciples appeared from various places in the Taoist temple: "Master!"

"Stop them!" Yan Furong grabbed the two Tianjiao disciples and flew towards the sky immediately.

"Chase!" Liu Wushuang said.

However, those disciples of the He Huan Sect changed rapidly. Their skins began to wither and yellow quickly, and they turned into strange people like plants.

Countless pollen was shaken out.

Gong Guyan took out a long sword and swung it forward, the pollen was shaken away, but Yan Furong had disappeared without a trace!

With the appearance of the elders, in cooperation with the disciples of Tianjiao, these weird disciples were wiped out, but when they went to see the remaining two disciples of Tianjiao, they turned over and found that they were like mummified corpses!

"Damn it!" Gong Guyan cursed loudly.

"Where's Hanjiang?" Zhou Baoer asked Ye Chen.

Ye Chen clenched his fists: "We encountered an ambush...the five elders ambushed us, brother to save me...he..."

"What's wrong with him?! You're telling me!" Zhou Bao'er was in a panic, her usual temperament of an ice and snow goddess disappeared immediately, and now she just wanted to know Jiang Han's whereabouts.

"He... stayed alone to face the five elders." Ye Chen gritted his teeth.

Chapter 58

The formation was activated, and a steady stream of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples turned into beams of light and came around the Taoist temple.

From dozens of people at the beginning, it gradually changed to hundreds or even thousands of people later.

Nan Bowan and Nan Botu also came. The two brothers learned that the Heavenly Sword Sect lost in the first battle, so they sent many more disciples over.

"Everyone, are you going to start?" Zhou Baoer said.

After she calmed down, she had only one thought now.

That is to make this harmful He Huan faction completely disappear between heaven and earth.

Nan Bowan was holding a mummy, which was a disciple he loved dearly, and it was his own nephew, Nan Boten.

His face was full of anger, because his nephew was about to start breaking through next month, and he had already prepared a lot of materials and elixir, enough for Nan Boteng to reach the strength of Little Perfection!

But now, his disciple turned into a mummy.

"Attack..." Nan Bowan stood up slowly, and a dark sword case appeared in his hand.

When the other elders saw the sword box, they knew that Nan Bowan was really angry.

Because this sword box is the magic weapon given to Nan Bowan by the head master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Ordinary, high-quality, top-quality, fairy-quality, divine-quality, and in this sword box, there are a total of seven swords, and all of them are... top-quality!

Nanbowan is generally not taken out easily, once taken out, it cannot be taken back.

In an instant, the disciples also felt the anger of the elders. They stepped on their swords, like skateboards in the air, and followed the elders towards the Hehuan faction.

In a nearby village, a few peasants suddenly sensed something was wrong, and looked up only to find that there were countless flying people in the sky, flying towards the direction of the He Huan faction.

The densely packed flying swords were like a large cloud.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, menacing!

An old woman wept with joy: "Is someone finally going to take care of that Hehuan?"

"My son, someone is finally coming to avenge you!" A woman knelt on the ground, covering her face and crying.

And in the valley of the He Huan Sect, all the disciples are already waiting in full battle, they have prepared a lot of things, and are waiting for their enemies to approach.

Yan Furong threw a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect to the ground. She looked at her crippled fingers. At this time, the flesh and blood were churning, and the lost fingers grew out again.

Her eyes were cold: "Get ready to meet the enemy!"

"Kill!" The disciples of the Hehuan Sect also picked up various weapons and launched an attack on the crowd in the sky.

A large number of spells, hidden weapons, and arrows fell like raindrops.

"Heavenly Sword and Shield Formation!" Nan Botu flicked the whisk in his hand, and a large number of disciples came in front of him. With the swords in their hands, they formed a huge "cross star" light shield in the air.

Blocking those oncoming objects one after another, Nan Botu was also very angry. On the one hand, he lost so many Tianjiao disciples, and on the other hand, he lost a drinking friend.

because……

The coconut wine is really delicious.

Maybe I won't be able to drink again...

"It actually forms an formation in the air, is this the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect?!" Yan Furong's pupils contracted, and she only blamed herself for not being able to deal with those disciples quickly.

Now let the enemy troops come.

The situation of the Hehuan faction was already at stake. She looked at the Jilinghua in the distance, and a crazy idea came to her mind.

"Where's Elder Wuguang?!" Yan Furong asked.

A disciple approached and said, "Not yet...haven't come back yet..."

"Damn it, I can't wait anymore." Yan Furong said, facing the Heavenly Sword Sect like a landslide and tsunami, Yan Furong naturally understood the truth of strength and weakness.

This should be half of the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but only this half is enough to destroy the entire Hehuan Sect!

Unless Yan Furong resorted to that ultimate move, but once this ultimate move was used, it would be a lose-lose ending.

Perhaps from now on, the name of the Hehuan Sect will also disappear in the billowing dust of history.

"Heavenly Sword Killing Formation!" Nan Botu's eyes were cold and cold, the way he looked down at the disciples of the Hehuan Sect was no different from looking down at a group of ants.

Behind Nan Botu, thousands of disciples formed formations at the same time, and the phantom of a giant sword that towered above the sky had appeared above the sky.

The huge phantom giant sword even trembled the sky, covered by dark clouds, as if the wrath of God gathered in one place, and the battle of annihilation was about to start.

The sword box behind Nan Bowan also suddenly opened, and his seven top-quality swords flew to the tip of the giant sword phantom, and a giant sword was formed in the air.

"The disciples of the He Huan Sect listen to the order and immediately use the Great Formation of Protecting the Sect!" Yan Furong shouted loudly.

Although the disciples were afraid, they also knew that they had no choice at this time. When their strength reached the peak, they condensed into a giant round shield in the air, trying to block the attack of the giant sword in the sky.

Nan Botu sneered: "I don't know what to say, ants dare to compete with the sun and the moon?"

As he said that, he made a pinch, and the huge sword in the sky turned slowly. When the sword was completely perpendicular to the valley, Nan Botu stared, and the giant sword fell straight down!

The huge sword body is like a meteorite hitting the earth!

From a translucent state, the sword body gradually began to be smeared with a layer of gold. When it was close to the valley, the giant sword that stood upright had become a golden giant sword with golden light!

This scene made the disciples of the Hehuan Sect despair one after another.

They have never seen such an exaggerated formation!

Could it be... is this the anger of the righteous giant? !

The sword hadn't arrived yet, but the aura had relentlessly pushed over, and the houses in the valley were crushed by the aura!

The drinking water was boiling, and many of the wounded were already overwhelmed by the pressure and died prematurely before they had time to recover!

"Yeah yah!"

Yan Furong roared angrily, and she also tried to use all her strength to resist, but this was the top formation of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a full blow from thousands of inner sect disciples!

While resisting, Yan Furong's skin quickly began to dry out, and her hair fell out in large chunks. In the blink of an eye, half of Yan Furong's hair had fallen out, and her head was bald, which looked shocking!

The previous Yan Furong was all over the country, but under such extreme pressure, she aged rapidly.

The elastic skin begins to dry out.

The neat teeth in the mouth also began to loosen one after another.

But she still resisted desperately, but Nan Bowan pressed his big hand down, and a large amount of spiritual energy was transferred from his body to the golden giant sword.

Yan Furong screamed, but was also engulfed by the golden light!

boom!

A huge explosion shook the ground.

A mushroom cloud nearly [-] meters high rises from the ground!

With the He Huan faction at the center, the trees within a hundred miles began to evaporate, and it was too late to even burn!

Chapter 59 The Clover-Colored Corpse

The disciples of the He Huan Sect were all running, but they would still be mercilessly engulfed by the flames of the explosion.

The flames spread in all directions, as if they could engulf all living things.

And when the flames dissipated, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the sky saw it.

Thousands of carbon men on the ground kept running, and they all died instantly!

In the middle of the field, a woman with no arms and legs was dying, her skin had already been scorched!

Suddenly, a beautiful figure descended from the sky, and it was Zhou Baoer who came, and Zhou Baoer pressed the Yitian sword on the woman's neck: "Where are you five elders?"

"Who, who knows...you are here to find the genius who is perfect? ​​Hahaha...he should be dismembered by five elders..." Yan Furong said, she laughed bitterly, but her scorched face was so weak that become more distorted.

"You..." Zhou Bao'er raised the Yitian sword high, and was about to stab down, but unexpectedly, a bag of dirt in the distance suddenly loosened, as if something was about to break through the ground.

Yan Furong tried her best, she looked towards the dirt bag.

Suddenly, she bit the tip of her tongue, and a drop of golden blood was sprayed by her.