“Brother, brother!How are you?”Ji Liangchen sounded in a hurry.

"Sister, it is over, my treasure is finished..." Wen Qing breeze mouth is bleeding, eyes are godless, heartbroken.

Ji Liangchen shouted loudly: "Wonderful wind!How precious is the treasure, after all, is only a dead thing, can it be more precious than your life?If you don’t get up right away, you’ll all have to die here today!”

Hearing the rebuke of Ji Liangchen, the breeze gradually returned to God, and then burst out a great hatred: "Lin Xuan!Damn that Lin Xuan!I'm going to kill him!Ah—”

The wind roared, vigorously thumped the help of Ji Lichen, he shook his arms, his clothes were cracked, his hair danced, and his momentum was surging.

At this moment, he has no previous ease and elegance, and the whole person is like a madman.

His eyes, dead staring at Lin Xuan in the far air, the killing machine in his eyes was strong to the essence!

Previously, he was just vomiting blood, his own strength did not have much loss, at this moment the hatred in his heart inspired his endless killing, the war instantly soared to the peak.

However, just as he was fighting, Ji Liangchen threw a bucket of cold water on him.

"Brother, Lin Xuan's strength has increased greatly, and there is a quasi-aperiphery that can break all the Fa, plus the enemy and I am afraid that I will not be able to get the benefit today, let's withdraw first, go back and do another plan!"

Ji Liangchen was guarding the distant and passing-off Lin Xuan, while passing the sound.

“Let’s go, I won’t go!Today it is not Lin Xuan who died, it is I who died!”The breeze gritted its teeth.

Ji Liangchen frowned, “Brother, what are you saying!To say that to kill Lin Xuan, it is indeed possible for us to lose out, but this is not in line with our original intention!

If Lin Xuan is dead, what will happen to the emperor's sword?Lin Xuan could not die until he had received the sword of man!”

“Hm on!I don't care, I'll have to let Lin Xuan die!"The windy cold road.

“You!”

Ji Liangchen was a little annoyed.However, he immediately understood the intention of the wind.

Frankly speaking, although the sword of the people is the supreme artifact, even if it is taken from the hands of Lin Xuan, it is not the turn of the wind to take over, and he has no merit, and it is impossible for him to give him an absolute soldier.

But if you kill Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan's treasure, will it not be your own?

As far as the two know, Lin Xuan has at least two extraordinary soldiers!

Which of the two is more obvious than the two?

However, this is the best choice for Wenqingfeng, but it is not suitable for Ji Liangchen, because he is expected by the Ji family, mainly for the emperor's sword.

A little bit of a sigh, Ji Liangchen's heavy cold grunt: "Brother Wen, you are so obsessed, you are so stubborn, the door of the heavy responsibility, in case of bad door school events, how will the next day explain to the door master?"Since you are so determined, my brother and uncle are not with you!Good luck to you!”

He turned away, crushed a large scroll, and disappeared without a trace.

Wen Qingfeng looked at the direction of Ji Liangchen's departure, disdainful cold snoring, and the idea of killing Lin Xuan had not changed at all.

He also knows that whether he can kill Lin Xuan today, he will probably be difficult to let go of the robbery in the future.

However, he did not mind, because he had long secretly joined another big faction in the ten-sided celestial realm, Yin and Yang Palace!

In this, he has his own calculation.

Seeing Lin Xuan getting closer and closer, he gradually gathered momentum, and the killing machine in his eyes became more and more prosperous, ready to use thunder means, and erase Lin Xuan in one fell swoop...

At this moment, Lin Xuan's pace suddenly stopped.

He recalled the stone ball made of ancient spears, while swallowing a lot of medicine to restore the inner strength of the body, while watching his own military luck in an uncertain way.

He found that his military movement was rapidly changing toward the gray.

Undoubtedly, this means that the loss of a piece of the quenching wind of the Daoist, still has the strength to kill him, which has to make him alert to the extreme.

At this moment, without his command, those swords and guards have begun to continue to besiege the wind.

At this time, there is no glimmering defense, and the cooperation of Ji Liangchen is lost, and even if the strength is strong, it is inevitable that some confusion will be lost.

However, there is no panic in the eyes of Wen Qingfeng, and it is still calm and calm, like a brewing volcano, calm and terrible.

His cold eyes, but most of them were placed on Lin Xuan's body in the distance, even if his own body was injured from time to time, they did not care.

Such an abnormal performance, even if the fools see that there is a problem, even a group of swords and guards around him do not feel heavy, and they are vigilant.

As for Lin Xuan, he naturally did not take risks before he could not clear the wind.

He stood in dozens of miles away, took out a pot of smart dragon plate star wine, while drinking, while watching the battle, allowing the sword guards to consume the strength of the wind.

"Lin Xuan, if you are a man, you will fight with me, and you will not kill me because of your minions alone!"The wind excites.

Lin Xuan drank a sip of wine and laughed.

“Hm on!Say nothing!If you want to challenge our God, we will pass this threshold first!”

The sword guard Cui Liang shouted, running the sword trick, sacrificed a kilometer-long beheading sword, carrying the magnificent killing of God, beheading to the wind.

The wind looked angry, threw out a jade character, thumped, jade character exploded, turned into an ice fog spread, covered himself inside, covered the eyes of the people, and shielded the lock of the swords and guards.

The sword galloped, easily piercing the ice fog, and cut a large mountain 80 miles away into a crushed mountain, but failed to hurt the Wenqing wind half a hair.

Before the ice mist dissipated, the Wenqing breeze suddenly rushed out of the ice fog, broke through the blockade of the sword guards, turned into a glare, and launched to Lin Xuan.

“The fucker!”

“Looking for death—”

“Stop him!”

Cui Liang and other sword guards were extremely angry and rushed to follow, but it was difficult to prevent Wen Qingfeng from approaching Lin Xuan.

Twenty miles away in the blink of an eye!

Wen Qingfeng looked at the front of the drinking pot, as if the unresponsive Lin Xuan, the eyes suddenly burst out of two vicious cold.

“Lin Xuan!You’re just a frog with a bit of luck, that’s all!”

The wind said in a low way, the palms turned over, sacrificed a huge palm, like a mountain generally covered the forest, and fast and hard!

A devastating breath spread out of the arms, causing the air in the heavens and the earth to freeze.

Lin Xuan with a face of consternation, was suddenly shot by the giant palm!

The bomb –

A loud noise.

The forest was suddenly photographed as flying ash, and there was no scum left.

“The Lord!”

“Lord of the Lord...”

The sword guards in the back could not help but be blind, and the Lin Dao Lord died?How can I do that?

However, at this moment, the wind of the text, there is no half-pleasant on the face, but a kind of humiliating anger.

Because he understood that what had just been hit was not Lin Xuan's Buddha's Buddha, but a dead puppet who imitated Lin Xuanbo.

He glanced coldly around and said coldly, “Lin Xuan, get out of here!”

“Oh, huh?”

"Wong Qingfeng, my frog at the bottom of the well, would like to see what kind of means you can come up with to me."

"Of course, that's the premise that you have to find me first."

Lin Xuan's cold laughter, from all sides, is difficult to ponder, and cannot be locked.

Knowing that Lin Xuan was not dead, a group of swordsmen could not help but relax, and immediately continued to attack the wind, and the offensive was more violent.

Wen Qingfeng did not intend to entanglement with them, he threw out a dozen high-level spirit characters, in the sky into an ice storm intertwined, temporarily forced to withdraw the swords.

He took out the golden needle compass and began to explore Lin Xuan's position.

However, the results of the investigation made him even more confused, and he actually searched four Lin Xuan at the same time, separating the four positions of East, South, West and North.

“Damn!”

The wind is dark and a little irritated.

Slightly, he immediately began to speed and rushed to a small mountain to the west, where the nearest Lin Xuan was.

Thirty miles away, the Wen Qingfeng has suddenly launched an attack, he punched, hit a storm, the whole of the mountain scraped into dust, as for the forest hidden in the mountain, naturally as for the smoke.

Of course, this is a fake again.

Wen Qingfeng also knew that Lin Xuan would not die so easily, he just wanted to force Lin Xuan out.

Then he flew to the next Lin Xuan, a deep canyon a hundred miles to the south.

The wind also sacrificed a huge hand from a long distance, and suddenly broke the hundred miles of canyon.

But this time, it failed again.

The wind is bristling, and the irritability is even more and more irritated.

Thinking of the broken flowing, his heart was simply dripping with blood, and I would like to immediately pull Lin Xuan out and break the corpse, and then seize Lin Xuan's chance to make up for his own losses.

At this moment, he seems to be a gambler who has lost his ancestral property, has lost his eyes, just wants to give up everything and gamble again, turn the market, and win all the lost.

Most people know that gamblers in this situation often lose nothing.But in the office, there is not much that can be seen.

The Wen Qingfeng destroyed Lin Xuan's three double-puppositors, and the whole person looked crazy and rushed to the north as fast as possible, where it was also the last place where Lin Xuan was.

“Lin Xuan!You must die!It will also die!”

The indignation in the mouth of the breeze said, without scruples, rushed into the northern half of the red sky mountain in the year-round mist.

But in the moment of falling into the mist, not waiting to be close to Lin Xuan, Wen Qingfeng suddenly changed his face, the whole person's sweat hair, a chill shrouded his heart.

The danger comes from the ground!

A thick arm of the golden chain, carrying the destructive breath of terror, broke out of the earth, and swept to the wind at lightning speed.

“Damn it!”

The wind scolded, flashing back, and slammed into the chain.

Hip!

A soft sound.

The golden light chain easily broke his palm print and pumped his body in the blink of an eye.

Hip!

Another sound.

Wen Qingfeng only felt ** a hemp, immediately shocked to find that his lower body, below his waist, disappeared!

“Ah—”

The screams of the cloud came out loud.