Chapter 912: Eye-catching

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Inside the hall of the alchemy city, Yanshan soul looked at Yan Xingyun coldly and said: "Zhuzu, Ziyan has come, will the master not sit idly by?"
Yan Xingyun looked at the strong eyes of Yanshan soul and suddenly laughed loudly: "Ha ha ha..., mountain spirit, we Xiaoluo Tian and Da Luotian are deadly enemies, offending him Wang Woyun is just a small matter, is it? The ancestors are still afraid that he will not be able to do it. However, the people have brought the 5,000 disciples of Da Luotian over, but you and my grandparents have only two. But now, the ancestors will accompany you crazy."
Yanshan soul looked at the solitary smoke in Ximen and said softly: "Senior Ximen, are you still owing a purple smoke to a human?"
Simon’s solitary smoke is silent, just sinking for a while. Then he said refreshingly: "Whether, the deity has returned Xu Ziyan today!"
Seeing the eyes of Yanshan soul looking at himself, Yunfeifeng said faintly: "I don't want to see, I will not help Xu Ziyan."
Yanshan soul faintly nodded: "There are teachers and ancestors. It is impossible to defeat Wang Woyun and his five thousand disciples. But there is a great chance to save the purple smoke. It!"
The refining city master Shen Qianji stood up from the seat and said: "Since our refining city and Xu family are allied, I will help you with this matter."
"Thank you!" Yanshan soul sincerely thanked Shen Qianji.
The main city of Alchemy City, Han Dan, also stood up and said: "This is the city of Alchemy. Let me go and see it. Try to talk to both parties."
"Thank you!" Yanshan soul thanked again.
Yunhe Fairy also stood up and said: "Let's go out and see the situation!"
Everyone in the main hall got up and walked outside the main hall. After waiting for the door, they volleyed and flew outside the city.
Outside the city of Alchemy.
Wang Liyun’s right hand was stretched out, and the heaven and earth aura fainted toward his right hand, but in a moment he gathered a long sword. The look is slightly dignified:
"Good! Good! Xu Ziyan, I didn't think that you could catch me with the repair of the initial distraction, so let you see Luo Tianjian!"
Xu Ziyan's look is very calm. Quietly said "good!", the right hand quickly condensed a transparent long sword, which is the effect of the combination of a palm of water and Xu Ziyan, while condensing a shield on the left hand front arm.
Wang Liyun saw the long sword of Xu Ziyan’s right hand and the shield on his left arm. He could not help but ridiculously smiled:
"Xu Ziyan, I advise you to take out your magic weapon! You are like the sword shield that I used to condense with my aura. How can I resist the power of me?"
Xu Ziyan knows that Wang Liyun does not know the water of a palm, but also thinks that he is as condensed with the aura of heaven and earth as he is. However, Xu Ziyan did not tell him the obligation, just a smile:
"Do not try and know how!"
Wang Liyun was anxious and smiled: "Good! Good! Good! I will let you know what is called the Mahayana period today!"
Xu Ziyan did not hesitate to say coldly: "Not bad! I will let you know what is called the beginning of distraction today!"
The sky was rippling, and the snow was scattered. Yanshan soul and others, as well as countless monks appeared in the sky not far away, looking at the two.
Wang Liyun’s eyes narrowed and swept over Yan Xingyun and Ximen’s solitary smoke, saying coldly:
"Yan Xingyun, Ximen solitary smoke. If you two dare to intervene today, I will take my life and the lives of the five thousand Datian disciples, and also drop you both!"
Xu Ziyan’s gaze was on the body of Yanshan’s soul, and his heart was a pain. I only felt a sweet mouth, and a blood came up. Close your mouth and swallow the blood. No longer go to see the soul of Yanshan, coldly screaming toward Wang Liyun:
"Wang Liyun. This is the thing of Da Luotian and Xu Jia. I don't need others to help. Eat me a sword!"
Xu Ziyan, in the eyes of the monks, was stunned, and the long sword in his right hand swallowed the swordsman, as if he had torn open the sky, he even rushed to Wang Woyun.
Wang Liyun saw that Xu Ziyan dared to move toward himself first, and his face was angry. The qi in the hand came out to Xu Ziyan.
"叮~~"
Wang Liyun's gas sword opened the sword of Xu Ziyan, and he was on the tip of the sword of Xu Ziyan's sword. A strong force passed down the sword, and the shape of Xu Ziyan was shaken out. However, the sword of Wang Woyun still spurred toward Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan bent his left arm and the shield on his forearm blocked himself.
"Boom~~"
A loud noise, Xu Ziyan's body shape once again receded, white fluttering, stirring up the sky and snow.
The shape of Yanshan soul is a move, but it is caught by Yan Xingyun, faintly said:
"Mountain spirit, don't worry. Xu Ziyan has not yet lost. Don't forget, Xu Ziyan has not released her array. And the most important thing is that Xu Ziyan's sword shield with the aura of heaven and earth is still not scattered."
The soul of Yanshan was a stay, stopped the figure, and looked at Xu Ziyan, who was rapidly retreating. Wang Liyun's brow slightly wrinkled. He naturally saw the sword shield in the hands of Xu Ziyan, and did not disperse under his own attack. what does this mean? This means that his blow to Xu Ziyan did not cause any harm at all!
Ximen solitary smoke and Yunfeifeng are all in sight. They are all Mahayana monks. They have never heard of a monk in the early days of distraction being able to catch a hit by the Mahayana monks. Even the Mahayana period only made 80% of the repairs. All the monks in the sky looked at Xu Ziyan with a dull gaze, looking at the shape of Xu Ziyan's white fluttering and retreating. The figure was gradually blurred in the snow and disappeared.
All the monks' eyes are shrinking. Including Wang Liyun revealed a trace of confusion. Wang Liyun slammed his eyes slightly, and the gods passed through the body and frantically spread in all directions.
At this time, Xu Ziyan used the meaning of snow that she first realized in the secular world and turned it into a snowflake. The whirlwind floated toward Wang Woyun.
Wang Liyun slightly frowned, and in his knowledge he did not find traces of purple smoke. Just as he was confused, a sense of crisis hit his heart. The figure suddenly exploded, and a transparent long sword slid down. Wang Liyun reacted extremely fast, but the sword was extremely fast and very close to him. Only a "tear" sound was heard in the ear, and the robes on the chest of Wang Liyun were opened to a big hole, and with the sword. The shape of Xu Ziyan also appeared in the vision of the monks.
Wang Liyun’s face was blue, although Xu Ziyan’s sword did not hurt him, but this person was lost. In the face of the world's monks, in front of his own level of Yan Xingyun, Ximen solitary smoke and Yunfeifeng face, he did not hurt Xu Ziyan, but Xu Ziyan cut his clothes. This face does not kill Xu Ziyan is not able to find it.
"Xu Ziyan. Die!"
Wang Liyun is angry! This anger, the wind is discolored. The volley smashed a sword toward Xu Ziyan, and saw the spur of the air in the air. Every sword is filled with the energy of Tianwei, like a meteor shower, tearing through the space.
Xu Ziyan’s mind was moved, and the sword in the purple spirit space was whistling out. There are not many swords in the Xu Ziyan Sealing Spirit, only about five hundred handles, because Xu Ziyan had no time to condense. Even so, every sword has the quality of the peak of the last treasure.
"嗡~~"
Xu Ziyan’s body suddenly burst into hundreds of Guanghua. At this time, Wang’s thousand-handed swords had already been surrounded by Xu Ziyan, and Xu Ziyan’s more than 500 handles did not block in all directions. Instead, they bombarded in one direction.
"Hang ~ ~ bang ~ ~ bang ~ ~"
A natural explosion broke out in general. The five hundred-handed swords rushed in one direction and blew a road in the direction of Wang Qiyun in that direction. The shape of Xu Ziyan followed his own sword and rushed out of the mouth. Disappeared between the snow.
All this made all the monks look stunned. Even the Yanshan soul forgot to help Xu Ziyan, but opened his mouth. Wang Wangyun, standing alone in the snow, staring at the lonely.
Wang Woyun was very embarrassed at this time, and he was very angry. How long has he not encountered this situation! Which distracted monk, even if it is a monk in the late stage of distraction, is standing in front of himself and is frightened and scared, let alone do it with yourself, the atmosphere does not dare to breathe. In front of this, Xu Ziyan not only dared to do it with himself, but also had a few tricks, but it has not yet fallen.
Do not!
Not only did not fall into the wind, but also cut their own clothes!
Wang Liyun was shocked, and he remembered the sword that Xu Ziyan had hidden in the snow. The gods are madly out of the body, and the mana is also out of the body, blocking the snow within ten meters.
Xu Ziyan turned into a snowflake and approached Wang Woyun. However, Wang Liyun’s mana bounced back, and he knew that he could not attack him anymore. The figure retreats and gradually shows his figure in the snow.
Wang Liyun saw Xu Ziyan showing his body shape and dissipating the gas sword in his hand. He really moved the real anger, his finger moved, and took his life magic weapon from the storage ring, which is a treasure of the best, a sword of the whole body. Holding the sword slightly in front of him, there was a golden sword in his hand. This is not the result of his cohesion in the air, but with the best treasures in his hands, his power is many times higher than the gas sword he just knew.
"go with!"
Wang Woyun sighed and screamed at the shining sword of Xu Zijin.
Xu Ziyan’s heart is a glimpse. The right hand swings the sword and the left arm swings the shield. Dialing a handle with a golden long sword, Xu Ziyan is like a whirlpool composed of golden golden awns, and like a leafy boat floating in a vast ocean of clouds and waves.

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