"when!"

    The golden flying sword arrived first, Chu Yan slammed his right fist in front of him, and the flying sword slammed into the back of the hand covered with white bones and made a crisp sound.

    "what?"

    The golden-robed old man was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, and he resisted the flying sword with his bare hands. This kind of incredible thing is now in front of his eyes. The golden-robed old man only felt that his eyes were spent.

    The golden-robed old man was stunned for a short time. How could Chu Yan waste such an opportunity? He grabbed the hilt of the golden flying sword with both hands and pressed it towards the ground. After Chu Yan was transformed by the black beam of light, his body was already extremely powerful. At the same time, the physical strength is comparable to that of the golden-robed old man, a cultivator of great perfection.

    Taking advantage of the brief negligence of the golden-robed old man, Chu Yan grabbed the flying sword with his bare hands and slammed it on the ground. Then, his right fist clenched tightly and the back of his hand slammed down on the golden flying sword.

    "Bang!"

    With the sound of the golden flying sword, Weng Ming turned completely dim.

    "puff!"

    In the distance, the golden-robed old man spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He could no longer feel the connection with the golden flying sword. At this time, the horror in the golden-robed old man''s heart could no longer be described in words. What kind of freak he encountered today.

    The spells are instant, and the spells are fused. It is obvious that only the eighth-level Qi training period can perform spells that surpass the low-cost thirteen patterns, but now it is hard to resist flying swords with bare hands.

    "But in the end you''re still going to die!"

    After a brief shock, the golden-robed old man''s eyes were full of viciousness. The strength of the head-cutting poisonous scorpion is as high as the third-order advanced, and its strength is comparable to that of a cultivator in the 12th-level Qi training period. The golden-robed elder does not think that the fat crow can be a haircut. The poisonous scorpion''s opponent, after destroying the monster beast, and then killing the little ghost whose spiritual power has been exhausted, wouldn''t it be easy to capture.

    The golden-robed old man sneered, but the next moment his eyes widened in horror:

    "Oh oh oh..."

    Hearing the high-pitched cry of the big black chicken, its bulging body quickly diminished, and a white mist spurted out of its mouth!

    Immediately, a biting chill filled the air.

    The green venom that the scorpion had just spit out was instantly frozen, and the next moment the body of the scorpion was covered with frost, and the scorpion was struggling to shatter the frost, but how could the big black chicken give it to him? such an opportunity.

    "Oh oh oh..."

    The big black chicken raised its head proudly and croaked again. At the same time, the fat ball-like body spun very fast, and the chicken''s mouth slammed into the head-cutting poisonous scorpion like a steel drill.

    "Bang!"

    "Ow!"

    With the sound of a huge collision, the scorpion''s scream was directly knocked out by the big black chicken!

    Spike! It turned out to be a complete spike!

    The head of the cutting head poisonous scorpion has been ticketed, and the blood in the blood hole has coagulated.

    The big black chicken walked over to the corpse of the scorpion with a victorious stride. He tore off a large piece of flesh and blood, chewed it a few times, and the big black chicken spit it out, and made a self-willed gag. Pack.

    "Looks wrong, this is a complete monster!"

    The golden-robed old man only felt a chill down his spine, took out a pill, his face was full of pain, and finally swallowed it with a sharp clenched teeth.

    This elixir is the condensing spirit and life-reducing elixir that Xiaobi Qidiaomu in the peak had eaten. The golden-robed old man who was forced to a desperate situation had to resort to this extreme method.

    However:

    A transparent finger pierced through the air at the speed of thunder and bombarded the lower abdomen of the golden-robed old man.

    "puff!"

    The golden-robed old man''s body instantly turned into a ''bow'' shape after this blow, and the medicinal pill he just took in his mouth was spit out.

    "It''s over!"

    The golden-robed old man knew that he was done.

    In the sky, Liu Yueying looked at each other coldly, and withdrew her jade hand. How could she give the opponent a chance to opportunistically fight so desperately.

    With the help of the spiritual liquid, Chu Yan finally recovered three layers of spiritual power. He walked in front of the four flying swords that had fallen to the ground. The light blue spiritual energy in his hand brushed over the four flying swords, and he frowned at the same time. , the powerful spiritual sense drives the spiritual force to look at it, and in the blink of an eye, the spiritual sense on the four flying swords is wiped away.

    The rebuilt Chu Yan''s spiritual sense was already extremely powerful, and now he has practiced the "Qian Nian Yuan Jue" spiritual sense has reached an extremely terrifying level.

    "Puff puff!"

    The old man in the golden robe was seriously injured again and spat out three mouthfuls of blood again. His spiritual sense and the four flying swords had completely lost contact.

    He didn''t expect that this little devil''s spiritual sense was stronger than his own, and so easily erased the spiritual sense he left in the magic weapon.

    Chu Yan bit his index finger and clicked four times in a row. The four flying swords were instantly sacrificed, and they had already changed hands and became Chu Yan''s magic weapon.

    "rise!"

    Chu Yan said lightly, reciting the art of exorcism, and saw the dragon tortoise shield, the fire ray sword, the golden copper bell, and the four flying swords that were now exuding light blue light flying up at the same time, floating in the sky of Chu Yan. In front of him, Chu Yan walked towards the golden-robed old man step by step, with seven magical instruments surrounding his body, dazzling, like a fairy descending to earth.

    Controlling seven instruments at the same time is comparable to the strength of the spiritual sense of the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. The golden-robed old man was full of remorse at this time. He knew that this son had such a monstrous cultivation base, how could he come to die? At the same time, I also regret that if I hadn''t underestimated the enemy in the beginning...

    "go to hell!"

    An almost mad roar entered Chu Yan''s ears, feeling an extremely dangerous aura locked on him, Chu Yan couldn''t help but congeal.

    ps: I hope everyone can help Xiaoqian to improve his grades, Xiaoqian will work harder to code words, thank you!