Authentic Magic Gate

Chapter 169: : Fast knife mess

Ye Ting is a little bit reluctant, but the magic sword sword pupil can see clearly under the water wave, and there are four monks in the realm of knot Dan, each of which is in the realm of Jindan five or more. ※%,

This is not very easy to deal with. There are only five people on my side. The strength of the other four is too high. Zhou Xiang plus Meng Yan and Lu Hao, the three people may not be able to deal with one.

You can't fight with the sister separately. If the two are combined, it will be very difficult to deal with the two. The outcome depends entirely on whether Dragon Tree can deal with the remaining monk.

"Son, if you can't hide, I will deal with two. You and the young lady will kill one and the situation will be broken." Longshu felt the void vine in his nest, and his void barrier could resist each other's one move. It is not a problem to support the time of more than a dozen interest.

It's a pity that you can't use Dream Bubble, otherwise it will be much safer.

"Okay." Yang Mei agreed to Ye Ting, and Ye Ting didn't talk much.

The four monks by the water pond discussed with each other, and the two monks drove down the water escape. Ye Ting was overjoyed, so there was nothing to say.

The five men hide their bodies and wait for the two monks to approach. The two monks escaped to the bottom of the water, and at a glance they saw the dragon chariot. On top of the chariot, the white skeleton of the dragon monk was noticeable. After all, the height of the two was different from that of humans.

Blinded by the six ways of heaven, two monks of the Lingjie sprinted towards the chariot, and Ye Ting released the Ten-Fang Tianshen Monument effortlessly, trapping the two monks in the center.

"Fight." Ye Ting ordered Meng Yan and Lu Hao to start. These two monks were not as good as the priests of the Lingjie sect, but they could not fight back outside the Ten Heavenly God Tablet. They could only defend. A blast of ice guns shot from outside the Ten-Fang Tianshen Stele, and the chill was pressing. The monks of the Lingjie Sect hurriedly responded, and randomly found that Meng Yan and Lu Hao's spell power was not too strong.

But this ice gun is still deadly. The two monks tried to break the Shifang Tianshen stele, but failed several times, trying to escape upwards, and were blocked by Shifang Tianshen stele back.

Spells were flying around the bottom of the water pool. After the two monks above sensed it, they unfolded the water and rushed down.

Long Shu rushed up and caught one. The emerald-green bracelet smashed around the monk, and every time it was like a dragonfly, the monk released a white light to resist, but the speed was not comparable to the dragon tree, and had to let go of the force, so that the dragon tree would not break his defense circle. Dragon Tree only pursues speed, and there is almost no mana fluctuation when the bracelet is dropped, but because the speed is too fast, the other party does not dare to relax its vigilance. Every time this bracelet attacks, it can become fatal.

Under the high-pressure water, the Dragon Tree action is not affected, nor is it afraid of the environment without air, but the monks are different, and the spell release is very expensive.

Ye Ting nodded to another monk, and the ten-square air ban method was released, and suddenly there was a boxy space under the water. Squeeze out the water, and the two dragons formed by the two vitality entangle the monk.

The monk sneered. The surface of the body also vibrated with vitality, and the two dragons shattered with a snap.

"It's really tough ..." Yang Mei's hairpin stabbed silently behind the monk's head. Ye Ting's attack had nothing to do with it, but he couldn't see through it. The monk responded with all his strength and was attracted by Ye Ting. Then he felt the perception became blurred, the power of the consciousness swept around, and what was conveyed was broken.

Yang Mei's six Mengchen swords stabbed him like this, and a jade piece on the monk's body shattered, and his body turned into a ghost image. When it reappeared, it was already out of Baizhang, and a blood line was dragged behind his head.

Yang Mei smiled at the monk and made a mouth-

boom!

The monk felt a pain in his brain, and the substance in the entire skull was suddenly under high pressure, ejected from the small wound behind his head.

Ye Ting's Qinglian Demon Sword swept back and slashed on the monk's hand that the dragon tree was entangled with. The monk's hands cracked with a layer of metal, blood dripping.

Ye Ting is helpless, his weapon is strong enough, but the opponent's state is deep, and the control of the power is also delicate enough, otherwise this sword can cut off the opponent's hand.

The monk was also frightened. His gloves were inferior, and he was broken by the opponent's sword. It was incredible. Originally he was ready to use this glove to fight back and grab the dragon tree's jade bracelet, but he was ruined by the other party only after a slow delay.

Yang Mei smiled, and his disciples had to learn to use equipment to suppress people.

Ye Ting did a very good job. Ten Heavenly God Tablets trapped two. The Qinglian Magic Sword destroyed the enemy equipment, and then came down to slaughter one-sidedly.

The monk broke the magic weapon, his figure flickered, and slapped his palm to Zhou Xiang. The blood in his palm condensed into a rune, and the cold air condensed, showing a grimace. Zhou Xiang was slightly shocked, and the other party escaped from Ye Ting's attack This came down quite abruptly.

Zhou Xiang shattered an equal symbol without hesitation. The monk's palm snapped on an invisible barrier. The grimace of his palm suddenly turned around and took a bite towards the monk.

Zhou Xiang's fingertips trembled, and two lines of fire burst, tangling around the monk's body. The monk's other palm swept across, breaking the grimace, and the line of fire was already wrapped around his waist.

The line of fire suddenly erupted into two fire dragons and strangled the monk's waist.

"ban!"

Ye Ting drank, and the monk Dan Hai hadn't waited to explode himself, but was stopped by Ye Ting's ten-square air ban, and Yangmei's six Mengchen swords appeared on his neck.

The monk's grievance and anger roared, but he heard a few clicks, his head flew up, and was instantly broken by the jade bracelet, the flame intruded into his body, and penetrated into the Danhai, and then the pool water boiled.

The monk burned with anger and lost the ability to explode Danhai. A head was also smashed, and the soul was caught in the dragon tree's jade bracelet.

With good equipment, you have to fight the sap. If you are tough on the front, these four guys are really enemies.

The Shifang Tianshen Monument began to look a little bit, and Ye Ting estimated that he still couldn't trap the Zidan monks of Zi's level. If two gods can be completely formed, as long as you break through Jindan, this kind of warfare is reliable.

Fortunately, the Shifang Tianshen Monument itself is hard enough to deal with the infant realm monks, but it cannot be trapped.

The two monks in Shifang Tianshen Monument knew that they were not spared. At this time, they did not hesitate to explode the Danhai Sea. The powerful impact caused a huge vacuum space to appear under the water. The dragon tree sleeves waved in front of her. The cyan barrier was erected, hundreds of silver threads hit in the explosion, and they were all swallowed by the dragon's void barrier.

"Let them escape." The five escaped from the pool, Yang Yang frowned.

The two monks blew Danhai, forming a wonderful cooperation, she could not destroy each other's soul.

"It's not bad." Ye Ting said: "This time we did not cooperate well. If the other party made more mistakes, our losses might not be small."

"I know, but these two will escape to the Lingjie Sect. They have soul lamps and can retain their memories. This is the trouble."

"If you search Soul, they can't be reincarnated."

"Do you think the Lingjie Sect will care?" Yang Mei sighed: "Instead of you as the Sect Master of the Lingjie Sect, the four good men died inexplicably. Will you not want to know the truth? The Lingjie Sect can afford two losses The soul of this monk, especially at this time. "

"What news can they bring back?" Ye Ting wondered. His own ten-faced heavenly monument, the other party could not see through the truth, and the rest of the methods were ordinary.

"Because you can't take anything back, you can only know that we did it. This is troublesome. I don't want to be the target of the Lingjie Sect, at least I didn't want to do it before."

The two fleeing souls are incomplete and have not yet remembered how to die. This will arouse the interest of the Lingjie sect. There are more than 20 infant monks in the Lingjie sect, and they are also one-sided overlords. If a baby sect is really brought over to investigate, Ye Ting and others have little power to resist.

Fortunately, Yue Jianzong won't just sit by and ignore the entry and exit of the infant monk. If it is a monk of Dandan, because the breath is relatively weak, he can still enter the Yinzhou in the sky.

The problem is, it is not a good choice for Ye Ting to hand over security to Yue Jianzong.

Four people and one demon went ashore, cleared their spoils, and there was no vitality at the empty burial Longtan. Yang Mei said: "You said, how will Yue Jianzong deal with us?"

"Sister, do you think about this? The Tianmen Mountain Conference, the masters of 108 schools, the two of us are still alive, I think you have a plan."

"Brother ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I think you agree with my approach, you know it." Yang Mei's words made everyone vomit blood three liters.

"Master Yemen, you ..."

A familiar voice came from a distance. Ye Ting and others had already discovered the dozen monks. Both sides were close. When they saw each other, they all smiled bitterly.

Li is obviously still alive, but the people around him are very strange, a total of 16 monks, the signs on his body come from 16 schools.

"Master Li Men, why are you left alone?" Ye Ting exposed his scar face to face. Although there were obviously many people around him, Li no longer had his own men.

"Yemen Lord, your loss does not look small."

"My people are still in Tianmen Mountain." Ye Ting disapproved.

One sentence hit Li's apparent pain point. All the people he brought were close friends, but they died. Ye Ting only lost the manpower temporarily recruited, and survived three.

"Actually, they are all dead, Master Li, what have you encountered?" Ye Ting didn't continue to attack Li obviously.

"How about you?"

"Meeting the Dragon Clan and went to some inexplicable star battle, I guess Yue Jianzong is anxious to see me and listen to information."

"I met the Protoss, and more than a hundred people are only us."

"You all come with me." A voice came from a distance, and then a gust of wind suddenly rolled up, Ye Ting and others gave up their resistance, and let the gust of wind take them away from the burial Longtan.

"Sister, do you have any plans?" Ye Ting passed on to Yang Mei.

"Of course not. If anything, I won't tell you."

"It won't work if you say it, right?"

"It's possible, so you just think I don't exist."

For half an hour, the wind suddenly stopped. The silver brilliance sprinkled under the sky, and in the brilliance, a man with white wings behind his head nodded slightly, and said to Ye Ting: "Meet again."

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