The Great Storm

　　　　 The primordial spirit, who was on the verge of an explosion, was suddenly attacked by the Nirvana Flying Sword. Some of the power contained in the primordial spirit was quickly removed, causing the Yao Niu youth's plan to explode.

At this moment, he clearly sensed that the flying sword that had pierced his body was continuously releasing the weird and tyrannical devouring power, only constraining and rolling out all the power contained in his soul, causing his original The primordial spirit who had become extremely weak was immediately on the verge of collapse.

　　 "Damn natives, the methods are so terrifying... If you know that the natives on this low-level planet are so powerful, you should choose to stay in the family and do things honestly instead of taking risks on this planet."

　　 The young demon cow clan saw Luo Xiaoyan's horror methods, and felt extremely regretful in his heart.

　　 However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Because at this moment he regretted, the flying sword of nirvana that existed in his body had already absorbed the power contained in his fragile soul, causing his soul to collapse completely, and was leaving his body. At the moment, by the way, he took away the small amount of vitality carried in his flesh and blood body, which caused him to hang directly at the moment the flying sword was separated.

　　 The monk who was not far from the corpse of the Yao Niu clan youth saw that his opponent was killed by Luo Xiaoyan, he was immediately stunned, and his gaze was cast on Luo Xiaoyan, but a faint panic appeared in his eyes.

　　 The monks will feel panic and nervous, which has a lot to do with his guess that Luo Xiaoyan's strength is far stronger than they expected.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do it to you for the time being, because I'm lazy and don't want to work hard to deal with creatures with strong combat effectiveness. As long as you are not on the verge of death, you don't have to worry that I will do it to you... You play your own , Leave me alone..." Seeing the monk looking at him with weird eyes, Luo Xiaoyan smiled and waved to him. After saying such a sentence that made him feel shabby when he listened, he just flashed out, looking for new ones. The target creature that was dying was gone.

　　 "This guy is so funny..."

Seeing Luo Xiaoyan go away and staring at another monster of the Yao Niu clan who was injured by his opponent, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, and then moved away from Luo Xiaoyan's eyes with extreme depression. After finding the attacking creature, he immediately explored Zhangpai towards the monster of the Yao Niu clan who was fighting with the same junior.

　　The battle lasted more than an hour.

　　 The number of creatures who died at the hands of both parties was less than 30, but the number of creatures on both sides who died in Luo Xiaoyan's attack was more than 300.

　　 Such a result is unacceptable to the Hengyuan Temple and Yao Niu tribe.

Therefore, when the fighting lasted for nearly two hours, I didn’t know who it was, and shouted, “We temporarily abandon the fight for the control of the Shushan Sword Sect. Let’s get rid of this indigenous scourge before talking.” Then the two great The creatures in the battle immediately stopped the fight, rushed out quickly, rushing to Luo Xiaoyan in a hurry.

"What do you mean? Why don't you fight for it? Don't you want the control token of the Shushan Sword Sect?" The two sides who saw the battle suddenly gave up the fight, and at the same time they made a tacit understanding, pounced on themselves, Luo Xiaoyan that Feeling a little surprised, he quickly shouted to the approaching master.

　　 In fact, Luo Xiaoyan has already figured out that the two sides stopped because he was irritated by his previous actions, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly, and a faint smile of excitement immediately appeared on his face.

　　嗖!

　　 At the moment everyone pounced on him, Luo Xiaoyan smiled coldly, then flashed out, turned into a light, and rushed towards the token floating in the approximate center of the battlefield.

　　 Luo Xiaoyan approached the area where Ling Fu was located. Naturally, he wanted to behave and put on the illusion that he didn't want to give up the management of the Shushan Sword School.

"Brothers, kill me, don't let him get close to Ling Talisman..." Seeing Luo Xiaoyan getting closer and closer to the Ling Talisman in the center, I worried that the Ling Talisman would be taken back by Luo Xiaoyan again, leading to their plan to **** the Ling Talisman. Failed, Oxford Lie, the leader of the Demon Niu tribe, immediately shouted to the creatures of the Demon Niu tribe.

"The token you robbed is my thing. I want it. You can take it back with just one thought. If you want to get it, you should continue to fight according to my suggestions. To you idiots, let me tell you the truth. With your strength, it would be unrealistic to deal with me... Haha..." Seeing through Oxford Lie’s mind and the true intentions of his words, Luo Xiaoyan sighed slightly. A sound, and then turned to look at Oxford Lie to speak.

At this moment, Oxford Lie wanted to get the control token first, and was too lazy to take care of the lives of the monsters of the demon cow clan. When he planned to speak again and order the demon cow clan’s creatures to besiege Luo Xiaoyan, Luo Xiaoyan belonged to them. The figure that existed in the line of sight suddenly became fainter and disappeared...

"Escape, he escaped under the eyelids of a large group of people like us... If this matter reaches the ears of other forces, they will surely laugh out loud because of it." Oxford Lie saw Luo Xiaoyan's figure. He disappeared from his sight, and he was stunned. After a long while, Oxford Lie shook his head with a wry smile, extremely depressed.

"Oxford Lie, you must have figured out the current situation. Both of us are evenly matched. It is unrealistic for whoever wants to win and who gets the control token of the Shushan Sword Sect... In fact, neither of you nor me would like this. You fight all the time, resulting in the fisherman's profit... Therefore, the poor monk has a suggestion that you and I each send five people to a big melee. In the end, the winner will get the control token of the Shushan Sword Sect. What do you think?" An Lun Sheng Seng suggested.

"Okay, I promise you." Oxford Lie looked at the number of monsters of the Yaoniu tribe, and found that it was nearly a hundred less. He was worried that continuing to fight with the monks of Hengyuan Temple would cause the tribe to lose too much~www.readwn. Com~ affected the follow-up process, so he chose to agree to the proposal of An Lun Holy Monk.

　　 "Since you agree, I will count one, two and three later, and let go of your efforts together..." Saint An Lun replied.

　　 "Good." Oxford Lie nodded.

"One……"

　　 "Two..."

"three……"

　　 As the word "three" fell, Holy Monk Anlun let go.

　　 Then, the token, which was originally in a balanced state, flew straight to Oxford Lie at a very fast speed at this moment.

　　 Upon seeing this, An Lun Saint Monk realized that he had been fooled.

　　 In order to prevent the magic token from falling into the hands of Oxford Lie, the Holy Monk An Lun was also willing to fight.

In the process of Ling Fu flying to Oxford Lie, the Holy Monk An Lun did not hesitate, swiftly rushed out, and instantly passed through a large area of ​​air. Seeing that Ling Fu was about to be rolled into his hands by the suction power released by Oxford Lie, An Lun The Holy Monk Lun waved his palm to shoot a torrent of force with amazing lethality, rushing to the untrustworthy Oxford Lie.

If the palm of the An Lun Saint Monk, if it hits it firmly, not only can it severely damage Oxford Lie, but it can also force him to perform defenses in the first time, causing the absorption power he released to be weakened, so Oxford Lie cannot do it. To catch the token before he approaches.

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