Sovereign to Immortality

Silver Wolf Lang Xian, Sirius Men's true disciple ranked seventh, because of the white wolf and the "silver wolf" title, but because of greed and luscious, so "silver wolf" became "sexual wolf."

Na Langxian did not stop because Xiong Xiying recognized his identity. On the contrary, after killing a disciple of a martial artist in the late stage of the warrior, this Lang Xian even joined forces with the monk of the surname, and it was a pair of Killing Xiong Xiying and then quickly.

The situation suddenly turned over. Xiong Xiying and another Tian Tianzong disciple joined forces to resist the attack of the two great perfect monks. Although the surnamed monk was injured inside, he could not affect his strength. Instead, he took advantage of Xiong Xizhe. Dragging the oil bottle and constantly attacking, making Xiong Xiying's energy mostly protect the self-family.

"Do you think that this will kill me?"

Xiong Xiying turned a flying sword into an agile rainbow, not only able to protect Xiong Xizhe in it, but also to take care of another fellow, his tyrannical strength is the monk and the same as the true disciple. Lang Xian is also shocked.

That Lang Xianxie smiled and said: "Xiong Youyou is the leader of two families. Maybe he can retreat. But what about your brother? Oh, yes, you are the same door, but you don’t want to come too. I care about his life and death!"

Xiong Xiying and his sword forced the retreat of the monk's surname, but he did not wait for him to fight back, and he had to take back Feijian to assist the same teacher to resist the suppression of Lang Xian.

Xiong Xiying’s face is gloomy, and Lang Xian’s is right. He’s self-sufficiently far from any of these two people. There’s no problem with the whole body. Even with his own family brother Xiong Xizhe, there is no hope, but this It is necessary to sacrifice another fellow who is with him to fight against the enemy.

But now it is being smashed by Lang Xian. He can clearly feel that the same younger brother who is beside him has been wary. Although he is still working with him to fight against the enemy, Xiong Xiying knows that once he moves away, The mind, this fellow teacher has absolutely the means to drag himself, unless he is willing to even lose his family.

Lang Xian seems to have noticed the hesitation between Xiong Xiying's look. He suddenly screamed and laughed, and even made Xiong Xiying upset. Even the sword of the enemy began to become somewhat scattered.

Lang Xian and the surname monk seem to have expected it in general. At this time, the offensive was strengthened. The arsenal of Lang Xian’s hand broke into the Jianguang. A ray of light burst from the instrument, and one was completely condensed by the aura. The silver wolf was made out, and after avoiding Xiong Xiying and another monk Tianzong monk in front of him, he went straight to Xiong Xizhe.

The Sirius Gate is really a spiritual man, not a wolf, but a spiritual power, supplemented by the spirit of the monk itself, condensed into a short-lived spiritual wolf, the power is quite good More critically, it is often more powerful than the life of the device.

Although Xiong Xizhe has a good talent in the formation of the tactics, it is only an ordinary martial artist who is a double-minded monk. Where can he resist the means of a great perfect monk.

The screams turned into screams, and Xiong Xizhe tried to dodge, but he was still torn from the arm by the silver wolf.

The silver wolf turned in a dexterous mid-air, volleyed a few steps, and then bite into the throat of Xiong Xizhe, this time Xiong Xizhe is inevitable.

Seeing that the squad of the Xiong's family is fully trained to kill the wolf, a finger suddenly appears on the path of the silver wolf flying, and the eye is to hit the head on the finger.

The silver wolf itself contains a part of Lang Xian’s spiritual knowledge. He is remotely controlled. The instinct perceives the danger of this finger. The front paws are pressed in front of the body, and the whole body is half-footed in the air. Sneak away.

Unexpectedly, this finger was flying forward a little faster at this time. The silver wolf was inevitable and was pointed by a middle eyebrow. The silver wolf's body was suddenly stagnate in the air, and then the whole body exploded. A group of white fog, then turned into a group of aura collapse.

Xiong Xizhe was rescued by his brother when he was dying. However, Xiong Xiying was seized by the surnamed monk because of this moment of distraction. A series of magical spells were mixed with the hometown of Yao’s family. "The surgery", a brain hitting Xiong Xiying.

Xiong Xiying was in a hurry, and the three sources of aura hidden in the rest of the magical powers suddenly became one after the moment, and the power increased sharply. Xiong Xiying couldn’t cope with the injury caused by the three spirits. Give a **** water.

"It seems that several people really want to be dead with Xiong!"

The injured Xiong Xiying not only did not reveal the defeat, but also broke out a heart-rending suffocation from his body, just like the injured beast had to choose people, so that Lang Xian and the monk who had the upper hand had a sinking heart. .

A strange tremor suddenly came from Xiong Xiying's back. The surname monk was still unknown, but the other side of Lang Xian was a change of face. Zhang mouth exclaimed: "Sword, you actually became a flying sword. Spiritual!"

"Flying swordsmanship, impossible!"

Although the experience of the monk's surname is not as good as that of the sage of the celestial being, it is obvious that the bottom of the sword is also known. It seems that Xiong Xiying is incredible to be able to practice Feijian.

It’s not just the surnamed monks and Lang Xian, two monks who are hostile to him, but the same-sister who is with him and the enemy’s enemies seems to be somewhat unbelievable after hearing the screams of Lang Xian.

Xiong Xiying gloomy smile, his fingers changed a few fingers, it should be the spiritual command of the imperial flying sword, the straight sword of the flying sword sword suddenly increased by three feet, and the sound of the former sword It is the strange sound emitted by Feijian's rapid tremor, which can be regarded as a kind of Jianxiao.

The tip of the sword pointed to the two people. Whether it was Lang Xian or the monk, both of them subconsciously stepped back two steps, but the two immediately reacted so too weakly, and then took two steps forward.

Xiong Xiying sneered, and the finger squatting monk gave a low drink: "Dise!"

The sharp sound of the broken air is still lingering in the ear. The flying sword wrapped by the swordsman has already come to the eyes of the monk. The pre-prepared monk has blocked his or her own implement, but only heard a crisp sound. The instrument has already been smashed.

The monk also stamped his hands and lifted a python in front of him with his spirits, entangled with the flying sword, but was made a few paragraphs by the swallowing sword.

The monk's successive shots, although unable to block the power of Feijian Lingshuo, but also slowed the speed of the flying sword, a white sensation of the light flew from the side, hit the sword ridge above the flying sword, will fly The display of the sword's flight was a few inches wide, and it was swept from the face of the monk's face. Mori's cold sword had a few fine mouths on his face.

The pale white light that flew the flying sword back to the hands of Lang Xian, but it turned out to be a white bone like a jade, looking like a thick head, as if a drumstick.

Xiong Xiying's eyes contracted, and the cold voice: "Wolf drums!"

Although Lang Xian blocked the Xiong Xiying's blow, but his face did not have the slightest color. The wolf drumsticks in his hand are only the top implements, but the material is refining the wolf-level silver wolf bone. Cheng, in the future, as he cultivated growth, it is even possible to reach the spiritual level in one fell swoop.

Even so, under Xiong Xiying's swordsmanship, he can only barely protect himself. This is still Xiong Xiying's sword spirit is obviously not the top ten magical powers.

The three thousand spirits in the cultivation world are divided into different categories by defense, attack, auxiliary, and flying. However, there is no obvious boundary between the various classifications, and there is often a cross between them. For example, Yang Junshan’s spiritual life Yuan magnetic aura can be counted as an auxiliary class, or as an attacking magical power. Even the meta-magnet itself has considerable defense.

Sword Spirit can also be counted as a category in the Three Thousand Spirits. It refers to all kinds of swordsmanships of various spiritual skill levels. However, because most swordsmanships are known for their attacks, swordsmanship can be included in the attack class. Among the magical powers.

Among the rankings of the attacking spirits in the practice world, among the top ten spiritual supernatural powers, only the swordsmanship has occupied three positions. Among the top 20 spiritual magical powers, the swordsmanship is also Occupying five positions, you can see the name of the sword spirit in the three thousand spirits.

Of course, the true power of Sword Spirit is still to be multiplied with the Flying Swordsmanship. If it is like Xiong Xiying, the swordsmanship will be honed out of the swordsmanship, and when the imperial concubine is accompanied by swords, the power will be It’s even more horrible. That’s why, when Xiong Xiying showed his swordsmanship, Lang Xian and the monk were shocked.

Although Xiong Xiying displayed his swordsmanship, he shocked two fellow monks in one fell swoop, but it only took a slight advantage. It is obviously unrealistic to want to get a red fruit tree with a sword spirit. I got six red fruits, which have already been harvested. At this time, the underground cave house has been crippled because of the intervention of the real people. If it is difficult to stay, it will not attract the attention of the real people. At that time, it will be a bamboo basket. The water is empty.

"Two, now, neither of us can do anything about it. The three bears will retreat, and the red fruit tree will be left to two. How?"

Lang Xian and the monks looked at each other, and the surname monk sneered: "You have a good idea. Now I don't want to wait for the red fruit tree, but my two brothers are dead and waiting for you to attack. Under, your six red fruits will divide me by half!"

Xiong Xiying saw that Lang Xian and the monk had stood in front of the corpse of the same brother. There were three red fruits on his body. Obviously Xiong Xiying couldn’t agree, and nodded. He said, "Well, in the future." There are flaws, and then teach the two again!"