Chapter 205: Yuan Ying Zhiwei

Lou Yi looked up, an astonishing breath emanating from the void, and then he saw a figure descending from the sky in embarrassment. At this moment, the light and shadow in the stone hall flashed by, a burly figure, steady and steady. Caught the monk who was shot down from the sky.
Lou Yi glanced intently. The man who descended from the sky was the pill-forming monk who had fought with the Blackback Mountain Eagle at the beginning, but now that he looked again, the other party was already unconscious.
Lou Yi felt a slap, and his speculation was confirmed at this moment. He could easily stun a cultivator in the middle and late stages of the formation of alchemy, and his cultivation must surpass the formation of alchemy, so he secretly looked up.
It turned out that the huge black-backed mountain eagle was suspended in mid-air, but its head couldn’t help rubbing its back. Lou Yi looked along this, and finally found a person on the mountain eagle’s back, one looking wrinkled Baba, skinny old man.
This old man has a very strange appearance and a pair of very big eyes, which are very similar to the black-backed mountain eagles around him, shimmering in the open and close, very sharp.
Above the bald head, there are white hair on both sides, two broom eyebrows are inserted diagonally toward the sky, and the huge hook nose is very eye-catching.
His lips are very thin, his yellow teeth with a grin and his mouth are very hideous. This look really makes Lou Yi feel that he is a human figure transformed from a black-backed mountain eagle.
But he does have a human aura, which is beyond doubt, and this person is extremely strong, Lou Yi can sense the terrifying power like a volcanic eruption from his small body.
Corresponding to this is the person who has been staying in the stone temple. The person called the five prisoners by the other party. This person is nine feet tall. Under his bronze skin, there is an unimaginable force of terror flowing. Behind him is A huge sword over two meters, and unlike those heavy swords on the backs of Bei Wuzong disciples, this sword is bronze in color, and there is no blade on the whole sword.
At the upper end of the sword, two large characters [No Front] can be seen vaguely. It is indeed the sword as its name, the heavy sword has no front...
Although this sword has no edge, Lou Yi senses the invincible power from the body of the sword. There are countless strange patterns carved on the edgeless epee. These patterns are shining with a dark black light from time to time. That amazing power is from These inconspicuous patterns burst out.
Lou Yi couldn't help swallowing a sip of water. The aura of the two primordial cultivators was too strong. He felt like being in a vortex of a storm. He felt like a leaf in a violent storm. Will be strangled by wind and rain.
Fortunately, the two did not immediately clashed here. The people who had previously fought back stopped and returned to their respective camps. There were only a few dozen people beside the Blackback Mountain Eagle, but everyone was surging. The monk's breath fluctuated during the foundation period.
It is conceivable that these people must be among the top leaders in this mountain. At this moment, they are willing to stand behind the thin old man, apparently recommending him as the leading brother.
"San Ye, why don't I let Da Ma stick me out for a while?"
"What I just played was not enough..." Xu Mingyuan grinned.
The third master in his mouth is naturally Zhang Leshan, but he doesn’t know why. He never allows others to call him by this name. Anyone who has contact with him or has contact with him will call him Sanye Cui. As for why, only the eight people he trusts most know.
Zhang Leshan glanced at him with a smirk at the corner of his mouth and said, "You can be careful, this Northern Prisoner Fifth is an incredible person..."
Zhang Leshan has three kinds of treasures, eyes, legs and heels. His eyes are different from ordinary people. He can see the plants and trees more than ten miles away without using any spells, even in the dark, which makes him look no matter what. Anything can always find its most essential things, especially when it comes to seeing people, it is especially accurate. No one can hide their identity in front of his eyes.
The second is the legs and feet. If the eyes are used to distinguish right from wrong, then the leg skills are purely used to escape. When he was still weak, he relied on a set of lost steps to repeatedly escape from chasing and killing. No one can track him, and it has become a magical story.
The last is his spear skills. It is said that those who saw him shoot are already dead. Of course, this is just a legend to prove that his spear skills are superb.
But Lou Yi didn't know this. He only knew that the dry old man above was definitely not an easy master. At least one hundred of himself was not his opponent.
As for the big man below who is carrying a sharp sword, it is even more remarkable. Lou Yi clearly saw that every time the big man breathes, the surrounding air will inexplicably vibrate.
He is a Feng Lingmai monk, and he is extremely sensitive to breath. He senses the air within five meters of this person, shaking with his breathing. Ordinary people may not even be able to approach him, which is enough to prove this guy The strength of.
Xu Mingyuan shouted violently, and hand in hand with the killer's mighty rod, whizzed out, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, taking the five heads of the North Prisoners.
But what everyone didn't expect was that the latter did not move, and a black light protruded, and then he saw Xu Mingyuan flying away after a loud noise.
The speed was actually several times faster than when he fell. What's more, Lou Yi saw his weapon bend strangely.
"Hahahahaha..."
A group of bandits laughed wantonly, Lou Yi shuddered~EbookFREE.me~The life or death of their own companions is uncertain, they can still laugh so happily, at this moment Liu Heiqi also stepped forward, the crying stick in his hand shining Wu Guang looked eager to try.
"Long Qi, forget it, you are not his opponent..." Zhang Leshan said.
"Yes, San Ye!" Liu Heiqi slowly stepped back to one side.
At this time, a figure hurried back from a distance. It was Xu Mingyuan, who was knocked out just now. He was very miserable at this time. His arms and hands were a bit twisted, and the weapons in his hands were also bent into walking sticks. He returned to the crowd. Among them, he grinned and said, "Heh! This is frustrated, almost turned upside down..."
"Hahahahaha..."
boom!
"Laugh at your grandma's legs!" The crowd laughed wanton again. Standing next to Xu Mingyuan, he was kicked out. He was almost killed by the other party without even touching the corner of the clothes. The old face couldn't help it.
Zhang Leshan waved his hand, everyone stopped laughing, and retreated consciously. Zhang Leshan touched the head of the black-backed mountain eagle, and said to the fifth prisoner below, "It's been 20 years since the last battle? "
"This time, my brother has a little bit of experience. Will my brother not be appreciative?"
Northern Prisoner Wu gave a cold snort, and the figure suddenly disappeared, and then a cold voice came from high above, "Come up and die!"
Zhang Leshan chuckled, his eyes shining brightly, and his figure instantly disappeared in place. Then above the sky, there was a shocking collision.
This is the first time Lou Yi has seen the Yuan Yingqi cultivator confrontation, and he couldn't help but maximize his divine consciousness. He didn't want to miss this rare opportunity.
North above the sky
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