Chapter 51: Fall into a magic barrier

In the Heishui River, huge waves soared into the sky, killing opportunities.
The cliffs and cliffs on both sides of the strait were shaken by explosions, and the earth and rocks collapsed one after another, smashing into the surging waves.
Between the sky and the falling stone, a spear sprang out of the water like a dragon. The bravery was unstoppable. Meng Xueli flew through the wind and water.
Jing Di and his teammates saw this scene, they couldn't believe their eyes, they couldn't believe it was Meng Xueli.
More enemies appeared from the cliff on the opposite bank and flew across the river.
"Don't be in a daze!" Meng Xueli's voice poured into the true element, and through the sound of the sky, "Blasting Symbol!"
"Come here!" Liu Jingru woke up in the first dream, playing four Fulu in the river.
Meng Xueli escaped the turbulent splash, but said helplessly: "I said the blasting demon shielded me, what did you do to blow me up."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhen Fu Shi apologized and hurried to remedy.
The three of Hanshan flew over and formed a standing trend, forming a sword formation to meet Meng Xueli. Jing Di ’s sword was a step faster than them. 'Ice Mirror Jade Wheel' finally revealed a true sharp edge, like a round of brilliant moon, sword Where the blade crossed, blood spattered.
Jing Di's teammates also reacted. Xu Sanshan turned over and mounted on the tiger's back. The golden pupil and white tiger roared and rang through the forest. I saw seven or eight long-armed giant apes jumping out of the forest.
Zheng Mu shouted: "Vajra fists!"
His arms gleamed with a faint golden light, showing the color of golden stone, and his fist was like thunder.
Song Qianyi seals her hands, centering on her, the green grass grows rapidly, the bushes are like armor and guards, and the long vines are like iron whips.
Seeing this, Liu Jing added a circle of Lingling to her feet.
These five people are worthy of being elite disciples of various factions. After they joined the battle, the situation was originally balanced and the situation was immediately clear.
Meng Xueli's pressure suddenly diminished, the "Times of the Times" flexibly changed, and the offensive was running smoothly.
Although the eight men fought less and fought more, they were inspired by Meng Xueli's momentum and became more and more courageous.
The battlefield of Heishuihe set off a storm, and the sounds of water, explosions, roars of animals, and screams were intertwined.
"withdraw!"
More than 30 black assassins lost most of the damage. The leader commanded and dropped the demolition symbol to retreat.
They hid underwater and in the forest in order to find the opportunity and unexpectedly seize the first move. It is best to be able to kill in one blow, but Meng Xueli escaped. And because he underestimated Meng Xueli, he lost his initiative in an instant and paid a terrible price.
The three of Hanshan fought with blood, and were about to rush out of the water mist and carry their swords to chase.
"Don't chase, be careful to fall into the trap." Meng Xueli stopped the crossbar shot: "They will come back."
The splashes fell one after another, and the teammates got together.
Zhang Suoyuan was calmer and woke up immediately: "Who are these people?"
Meng Xueli shook his head: "I don't know. Is anyone injured?"
The three shook their heads.
Meng Xueli stood on the river bank, wiping the "Times of the Time" with a silver cloak, and his thoughts gradually became clear.
These people are not like the disciples who participated in the Dabi. The exercises do not see the factions. They are like specially trained assassins.
On the first day of the secret repair team encountered in the secret realm, the leader named Qingdai said that someone wanted to kill him, but he did not listen to it.
The person who came to kill him today may be the one who murdered Ji Xiao, or maybe just the one who coveted the relics of Ji Xiao.
He has many enemies in the demon world, and now some people in the world want to kill him. Instead of worrying about the debt, the soldiers came to cover up the water.
Jing Di put away his sword and looked around the rugged battlefield. The rolling river water turned blood red, wrapped around the broken arm and ran away. The joy and excitement of the victory of the battle gradually subsided.
From last night to the present, he was beaten, thundered, carried, thrown, and trampled, followed by a battle of fierce battles, consuming all the hardships he had not eaten in the past two decades.
The beauty's little hand hasn't been reached yet.
Finally, the beauty flower was transformed into a cannibal flower. He was unacceptable for a while and stood blankly.
When he relieved himself, he felt cold in his back.
If Ji Xiao is not dead, Meng Xueli is still feeding fish and flowers in Changchun Peak, regardless of the world.
When people talk about him, they only say that he is a companion. No one knows that the Hanshan Sword School also hides this powerful figure.
No one was injured in the team. His teammates put away their weapons, took care of their clothing, and gathered around him to communicate.
Xu Sanshan: "Is he scared?"
Song Qianyi: "Stupid chanting. His fantasizing confession should be" gift of flowers, with a scent in his hands ", now I'm afraid" with palpitations "."
Liu Jing sighed: "If you want to come too, how can the Taoist Sect Master Tang be a mortal?"
Jing Di looked at Meng Xueli's indifferent profile and suddenly moved: "No, I like him more. I want to pursue him."
Xu Sanshan: "What are you talking about ?!"
Zheng Mu: "Amitabha, you are a magic obstacle, wake up quickly!"