"Bah!" Chang Ying was smiling happily when Mo Xielong squirted thick blood all over his face and mouth, immediately making Chang Ying sick to his stomach.
Seeing Chang Ying leaning forward and backward, retching, Mo Xielong felt very happy and laughed wildly.
"Old guy, I'm going to make you laugh!" Chang Ying was furious, shouted sharply, raised his palm and struck towards Mo Xielong's heart. Look at this palm, it was fierce and powerful, and it was directed towards Mo Xielong's vital part. , ready to kill Mo Xielong with one palm.
Mo Xielong's thoughts changed rapidly and he didn't know what to do for a moment. If he resists, Qin Dong's arrangements will come to nothing. If he doesn't resist, his life will be at stake here. Weighing the two, Mo Xielong couldn't make a decision for a while. At this time, Fairy Liuli had already exclaimed anxiously. [
"The thief dares to harm my leader, you will die!" At this moment, an angry voice came from the sky. An extremely powerful spiritual power struck directly from behind Chang Ying.
Feeling the huge threat from behind, Chang Ying's hairs all over his body stood up, and his face changed wildly. He didn't care about taking Mo Xielong's life. He let out a strange cry and turned around suddenly. Slap your palm behind you.
Following a loud bang, Chang Ying felt his arms go numb and his body took a step back involuntarily. After calming down for a while, Chang Ying was about to search for his opponent's shadow. Suddenly, three more equally strong spiritual powers came towards him from three directions, with a gesture that seemed to split the sky and split the earth.
Chang Ying felt a little confused when so many masters suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He hurriedly used all his strength, transforming into several phantoms, leaping wildly in different directions, real and fake, and thus avoided the attack of the last three spiritual powers.
"Who!?" Although he was out of danger, Chang Ying's heart was beating wildly, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and he shouted angrily.
Mo Xielong and Fairy Liuli were also stunned by this sudden change.
"You bitch, hurt my leader, I will kill you!" With a rough and domineering shout, He Sanjin was the first to rush out. The pair of giant axes in his hands were swung like a violent storm, setting off waves of frightening energy, covering Chang Ying layer by layer.
Behind him, Fei Qing, Luo Xiu, and Wenkong rushed over at the same time, each using exquisite tricks. In conjunction with He Sanjin's offensive, they laid down a fine sky net layer by layer.
"Why... is it you?" Mo Xielong opened his mouth in shock when he saw the four guardians appearing in their true forms. He turned around and looked at Fairy Liuli. Fairy Liuli was much more surprised than him.
"That's unreasonable!" Under the siege of four people, Chang Ying stood in the way of the left and the right, feeling quite embarrassed.
Although Chang Ying's cultivation level is higher than that of the four guardians, the tacit understanding of the four guardians for decades has allowed their respective attacks to overlap each other, and their power has increased exponentially. Chang Ying was suppressed by force, making it impossible for him to exert 100% of his cultivation. Chang Ying was so angry that he kept shouting.
"Hit! Beat this bastard to death!" Although Mo Xielong's heart was full of doubts, but seeing Chang Ying in such a state of embarrassment at the hands of the four guardians, he felt a sense of relief and tightness in his heart. He clenched his fists and drank like crazy.
"Don't worry, leader, this bastard is dead!" He Sanjin responded, holding the giant ax and hitting Chang Ying on the back.
The strong wind brought by the giant ax was sharp and overbearing. Chang Ying quickly turned around and retreated to the left wherever he dared to attack. But as soon as he took less than three steps back, he suddenly felt an icy cold light shooting towards him. Chang Ying yelled that he was not good, and tried his best to stop his body moving to the left. He tapped his right foot hard on the ground, and his body swept forward like a duckweed.
Chang Ying had just left the spot when a sword beam struck the place where he was standing before. The earth and gravel flew away, and a deep and narrow crack was visible. Chang Ying couldn't help but shudder. If this sword hit him, he would be split in half.
But before Chang Ying can calm down, a greater crisis has arrived. Fei Qing's figure is like a piece of white feathers, riding on the breeze and falling from the sky. A pair of jade palms were waved at the same time, and the spiritual power was like two rolling tornadoes, squeezing fiercely towards Chang Ying from the left and right sides.
Seeing this, Chang Ying's eyes suddenly widened, he clenched his teeth, gathered all his cultivation on his palms, saw the coming force of Fei Qing's palm wind, roared like a tiger, and rushed forward.
Chang Ying originally wanted to defeat Fei Qing's palm power in one fell swoop, but when their palm powers collided, Chang Ying discovered that he was totally wrong.
Fei Qing's spiritual power is not only strong, but the spiritual power she has cultivated also possesses a super strong adhesive force. When Chang Ying's spiritual power collided with Fei Qing's spiritual power, Fei Qing's spiritual power was not defeated. On the contrary, it acted like strong glue and stuck Chang Ying's spiritual power firmly, making Chang Ying It's easy to send out spiritual power, but hard to take it back. [
"You..." Such a situation shocked Chang Ying, and he looked at Fei Qing in disbelief.
Fei Qing said with a sneer on his face, "Thief, today is the day you die!"
When Chang Ying was surprised, Wenkong waved a pair of angry fists and transformed into two giant dragons in the air. The huge dragon heads shone with golden light and hit Chang Ying's chest.
"This is..." Chang Ying's heart trembled violently, and he quickly released all his spiritual power, trying to break the adhesion of Fei Qing's spiritual power. But at this time, Fei Qing also took the risk. While Chang Ying was frantically transporting his spiritual power, Fei Qing also released all his spiritual power without hesitation. It is simply delusional for Chang Ying to want to break this situation in an instant. In this short period of time, Wenkong's angry fist crossed the space without wasting any time, and hit Chang Ying's chest hard.
Even Chang Ying could not bear such a heavy blow. A blood arrow spurted out from the sky, and Chang Ying's figure flew backwards involuntarily.
"Take another ax from me!" He Sanjin grasped such a good opportunity with great accuracy, and his figure came like lightning. At the moment when Chang Ying's body was about to land, he used the broad back of the ax to lift it up hard and hit it hard. He lifted Chang Ying's body up again and flew directly into the air more than ten meters.
The moment He Sanjin completed all this, a silver sword light suddenly shot from the top of his head. With Luoxiu's long sword in hand, there are endless illusions. Dozens of rays of silver and cold sword light exploded like cluster bombs with the force of his sword, covering Chang Ying in mid-air.
Poor Chang Ying wanted to dodge, but at this moment he was like a rootless duckweed. He had nowhere to make an effort. He could only watch dozens of sword rays, leaving dozens of streaks of blood on his body. mouth.