Chapter 2912 What Kind of Feather Fairy Are You?

A black evil spirit rose from the head of the long-faced man into the sky, and transformed into a long black sword in the high air. The sword was nearly ten feet long and shone with a black cold light. It looked the same as a real sword. It condensed the void into reality. The magical power that only Monk Yu possesses is so condensed that it shows the depth of his cultivation.

The mountains and rivers changed color, and the world was instantly filled with a murderous atmosphere. The fairy concubine beside him retreated to the left, and the five disciples moved to the right. The vertical sword slowly rotated until the tip of the sword pointed downwards at Su Wan. .

The long-faced man said majestically, "Then let me learn from my Taoist friends." Their side has the upper hand, and it's safest to attack in groups, but as a Yu Feather monk, and in front of all the disciples, he has to be more careful. Face, although this little fairy concubine must have something extraordinary, he felt that he should be sure to defeat her with his advanced cultivation.

Before Su Wan could speak, Lang Xing stepped forward and said, "I'll fight you."

"Ha!" The long-faced man couldn't help but show anger when he heard this. This was simply a humiliation to him. "Come here and fight him." He pointed at one of his most proud disciples, and then looked at Lang Xing with contempt. He said, "None of my disciples has a cultivation level as low as yours. I can only let him fight you. You can use your powerful treasure at will, and he fights you with his bare hands."

Lang Xing said lightly, "No need, just use whatever treasures he has. You can ask your five disciples to come together. If they can survive for five breaths, they will win." His expression was very irritating, because he was really I really hope that the other party can send five disciples together, which will save trouble. Not only can they kill five people to vent their anger on Lu Gang, but they may also be able to scare the other party into not fighting anymore.

"Kill him!" The almond-eyed Fairy Princess shouted at the disciple with cold eyes. Lang Xing's madness made her feel annoyed.

The disciple's hair was all white, but his eyebrows and beard were gray. It was obvious that his skills were not as advanced as the master's. He slowly flew towards Langxing with a stern expression, but his eyes looked at Su Wan. Su Wan immediately flew away Opened, the man immediately felt relieved, but the stern look on his face did not diminish at all. He turned to stare at the Hunting Bow. The power of this treasure was too terrifying. It had to be attacked with thunder, so that the opponent would not have the chance to send out such a weapon. One arrow.

Langxing stopped using the Hunting Gan Bow, and grabbed the Hunting Gan Bow that had returned to the size of a palm in his hand. He stood there calmly and looked at the disciple who had flown over to the late Nascent Soul Perfection Realm with indifferent eyes.

This calm and calm posture made several people on the other side frown. This kind of demeanor cannot be faked. Without full confidence and assurance, one would not seek death like this. The long-faced man and the almond-eyed fairy concubine deliberately wanted to kill the disciple. After calling him back, they felt that there was no reason to lose this battle due to the huge gap in cultivation by several levels, so the two of them just stepped up their guard and beware of other experts suddenly appearing to help the young monk.

"Take action!" The disciple shouted at Lang Xing when he was flying far away from Lang Xing. In any case, his cultivation level was much higher than that of Lang Xing, so he had to let the other party take action first before he took action.

Lang Xing pointed his finger at him with some impatience. This gesture of the low-level monk was a malicious humiliation to the high-level monk.

"Hmph!" The disciple shook his body angrily and rushed towards Lang Xing as fast as he could. At the same time, he held the spell tightly with both hands and vowed to use thunder to beat this arrogant little monk to ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart. .

Before he could use the spell, a dark green lightning shot out from beside Lang Xing. It was the Shui Ting Sword!

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br> It is actually enough to use the Rusty Spirit Sword to kill such a big monk, but Langxing still wants to kill two less people, hoping to scare the two feathered monks on the other side and make them hand over the remaining four disciples. Never mind.

"Boom!" With a shocking muffled sound, the Crescent Moon Spear struck the opponent's body-protecting divine light. The bright yellow light dissipated in a flash, defeating a late Nascent Soul cultivator with the powerful power of the Crescent Moon Spear. The body-protecting divine light was like piercing cotton wool, and there was not even any spiritual power wave coming from the direction of Langxing. A great monk was just wiped out in ashes.

The moment the Shui Ting Sword flew out, the opponent's two great powers couldn't help but shrink their gazes. The battle distance was too close. The speed of this treasure was so fast that even with their cultivation level, they had no time to rescue them. They could only hope for this blow. It was impossible to hit because their disciple couldn't help but change directions and rush forward. He was already on guard against the powerful treasure that Lang Xing might use. As long as Lang Xing's consciousness could not lock his figure, even if There is no way a powerful spirit treasure can hit him.

The result came out in the blink of an eye. This result made the two great supernatural powers widen their eyes in horror. Of course, the first thing they suspected was that Lang Xing had hidden his cultivation, but they didn't know the reason why the Shui Ting Sword could hit them accurately. His disciple has little to do with Lang Xing. Lang Xing just told the weapon spirits what to do, and the rest was a matter for the two weapon spirits. There was no need for him to control the two weapon spirits.

"That's enough..." Lu Gang said with heartache. He didn't want to let go of any opportunity that would allow Lang Xing to take risks. At this point, his resentment could really be calmed down. As of now, he would never He will be resentful anymore. In this case, it is impressive enough for a person to kill the opponent.

Lang Xing heard Lu Gang's sincerity from his tone, and calmly said to the two great gods, "We can let it go. Whether we want to fight or not is up to you."

The long-faced monk stared at him with gloomy eyes and remained silent, secretly assessing what kind of cultivation this boy had.

"What a beautiful idea!" The Apricot-eyed Fairy Princess stared at Lang Xing fiercely, waved her hand to the remaining four disciples and said, "Come in together and kill him for me! He has hidden his cultivation, so be cruel to me!" "After saying that, she stared at Amelia Su and warned Amelia Su not to interfere with her fierce eyes.

"Then you just let them die." Lang Xing frowned in displeasure and said.

"Go up!" The apricot-eyed Fairy Princess shouted sharply at the four disciples. An evil aura surged from the top of her head, and she transformed into a long gray sword in the high air. Although the sword body was not as long as the long-faced magical power, it was solid. The level is not as good as it is, but this level of cultivation is not low among the Huayu monks. The tip of the long sword she condensed is pointed at Lang Xing. Although this kind of intimidation seems to be unviable, but if Lang Xing hides No wonder she did this if she had lost her cultivation. Anyway, she couldn't let these four disciples make mistakes again.

Lu Gang became anxious and shouted at the fairy concubine, "You are still shameless! Who do you think you are, the Feathered Feather Fairy!" Before he could finish his words, he fell down.

"Shameless!" Su Wan yelled and used her spiritual power to support Lu Gang's body. She hid a distance to avoid suspicion. She did not expect that the other party would actually attack the injured Lu Gang, so she was unable to rescue him in time. The main reason was that the other party only used coercion. This kind of attack came without any warning, making it difficult for her to guard against it, but this kind of attack was enough to deal with the injured Lu Gang.

The Almond-Eyed Fairy Princess was a little anxious. The disciple who died just now was their most beloved one, and she had urged him to go into battle. Even cutting these people into pieces would not heal the pain in her heart. A black evil spirit rose from the head of the long-faced man into the sky, and transformed into a long black sword in the high air. The sword was nearly ten feet long and shone with a black cold light. It looked the same as a real sword. It condensed the void into reality. The magical power that only Monk Yu possesses is so condensed that it shows the depth of his cultivation.

The mountains and rivers changed color, and the world was instantly filled with a murderous atmosphere. The fairy concubine beside him retreated to the left, and the five disciples moved to the right. The vertical sword slowly rotated until the tip of the sword pointed downwards at Su Wan. .

The long-faced man said majestically, "Then let me learn from my fellow Taoists' clever tricks." Their side has the upper hand, and it is safest to attack in groups, but as a monk who transforms into feathers, and in front of all the disciples, he has to be more careful. Face, although this little fairy concubine must have something extraordinary, he felt that he should be sure to defeat her with his advanced cultivation.

Before Su Wan could speak, Lang Xing stepped forward and said, "I'll fight you."

"Ha!" The long-faced man couldn't help but show anger when he heard this. This was simply a humiliation to him. "Come here and fight him." He pointed at one of his most proud disciples, and then looked at Lang Xing with contempt. He said, "None of my disciples has a cultivation level as low as yours. I can only let him fight you. You can use your powerful treasure at will, and he fights you with his bare hands."

Lang Xing said lightly, "No need, just use whatever treasures he has. You can ask your five disciples to come together. If they can survive for five breaths, they will win." His expression was very irritating, because he was really I really hope that the other party can send five disciples together, which will save trouble. Not only can they kill five people to vent their anger on Lu Gang, but they may also be able to scare the other party into not fighting anymore.

"Kill him!" The almond-eyed Fairy Princess shouted at the disciple with cold eyes. Lang Xing's madness made her feel annoyed.

The disciple's hair was all white, but his eyebrows and beard were gray. It was obvious that his skills were not as advanced as the master's. He slowly flew towards Langxing with a stern expression, but his eyes looked at Su Wan. Su Wan immediately flew away Opened, the man immediately felt relieved, but the stern look on his face did not diminish at all. He turned to stare at the Hunting Bow. The power of this treasure was too terrifying. It had to be attacked with thunder, so that the opponent would not have the chance to send out such a weapon. One arrow.

Langxing stopped using the Hunting Gan Bow, and grabbed the Hunting Gan Bow that had returned to the size of a palm in his hand. He stood there calmly and looked at the disciple who had flown over to the late Nascent Soul Perfection Realm with indifferent eyes.

This calm and calm posture made several people on the other side frown. This kind of demeanor cannot be faked. Without full confidence and assurance, one would not seek death like this. The long-faced man and the almond-eyed fairy concubine deliberately wanted to kill the disciple. After calling him back, they felt that there was no reason to lose this battle due to the huge gap in cultivation by several levels, so the two of them just stepped up their guard and beware of other experts suddenly appearing to help the young monk.

"Take action!" The disciple shouted at Lang Xing when he was flying far away from Lang Xing. In any case, his cultivation level was much higher than that of Lang Xing, so he had to let the other party take action first before he took action.

Lang Xing pointed his finger at him with some impatience. This gesture of the low-level monk was a malicious humiliation to the high-level monk.

"Hmph!" The disciple shook his body angrily and rushed towards Lang Xing as fast as possible. At the same time, he held the spell tightly with both hands and vowed to use thunder to beat this arrogant little monk to ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart. .

Before he could use the spell, a dark green lightning shot out from beside Lang Xing. It was the Shui Ting Sword!

<

br> It is actually enough to use the Rusty Spirit Sword to kill such a big monk, but Langxing still wants to kill two less people, hoping to scare the two feathered monks on the other side and make them hand over the remaining four disciples. Never mind.

"Boom!" With a shocking muffled sound, the Crescent Moon Spear struck the opponent's body-protecting divine light. The bright yellow light dissipated in a flash, defeating a late Nascent Soul cultivator with the powerful power of the Crescent Moon Spear. The body-protecting divine light was like piercing cotton wool, and there was not even any spiritual power ripple in the direction of Langxing. A great monk was just wiped out in ashes.

The moment the Shui Ting Sword flew out, both of the opponent's two great powers couldn't help but shrink their gazes. The battle distance was too close. The speed of this treasure was so fast that even with their cultivation level, they had no time to rescue them. They could only hope for this blow. It was impossible to hit because their disciple couldn't help but change directions and rush forward. He was already on guard against the powerful treasure that Lang Xing might use. As long as Lang Xing's consciousness could not lock his figure, even if There is no way a powerful spirit treasure can hit him.

The result came out in the blink of an eye. This result made the two great supernatural powers widen their eyes in horror. Of course, the first thing they suspected was that Lang Xing had hidden his cultivation, but they didn't know the reason why the Shui Ting Sword could hit them accurately. His disciple has little to do with Lang Xing. Lang Xing just told the weapon spirits what to do, and the rest was a matter for the two weapon spirits. There was no need for him to control the two weapon spirits.

"That's enough..." Lu Gang said with heartache. He didn't want to let go of any opportunity that would allow Lang Xing to take risks. At this point, his resentment could really be calmed down. As of now, he would never He will be resentful anymore. In this case, it is impressive enough for a person to kill the opponent.

Lang Xing heard Lu Gang's sincerity from his tone, and calmly said to the two great gods, "We can let it go. Whether we continue to fight or not is up to you."

The long-faced monk stared at him with gloomy eyes and remained silent, secretly assessing what kind of cultivation this boy had.

"What a beautiful idea!" The Apricot-eyed Fairy Princess stared at Lang Xing fiercely, waved her hand to the remaining four disciples and said, "Come in together and kill him for me! He has hidden his cultivation, so be cruel to me!" "After saying that, she stared at Amelia Su and warned Amelia Su not to interfere with her fierce eyes.

"Then you just let them die." Lang Xing frowned in displeasure and said.

"Go up!" The apricot-eyed Fairy Princess shouted sharply at the four disciples. An evil aura surged from the top of her head, and she transformed into a long gray sword in the high air. Although the sword body was not as long as the long-faced magical power, it was solid. The level is not as good as it is, but this level of cultivation is not low among the Huayu monks. The tip of the long sword she condensed is pointed at Lang Xing. Although this kind of intimidation seems to be unviable, but if Lang Xing hides No wonder she did this if she had lost her cultivation. Anyway, she couldn't let these four disciples make mistakes again.

Lu Gang became anxious and shouted at the fairy concubine, "You are still shameless! What kind of Feather Feather Fairy are you?" Before he could finish his words, he fell down.

"Shameless!" Su Wan yelled and used her spiritual power to support Lu Gang's body. She hid a distance to avoid suspicion. She did not expect that the other party would actually attack the injured Lu Gang, so she was unable to rescue him in time. The main reason was that the other party only used coercion. This kind of attack came without any warning, making it difficult for her to guard against it. However, this kind of attack was enough to deal with the injured Lu Gang.

The Almond-Eyed Fairy Princess was a little anxious. The disciple who died just now was their most beloved one, and she had urged him to go into battle. Even cutting these people into pieces would not heal the pain in her heart.