Chapter 660: Disappeared

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Black flames, little black wings fluttered, it is monstrous.
After chasing the soldiers, Lu Fan shouted: "We have not hijacked your majesty, she is not dead yet, I just want to give her healing. Can you stop first."
Lu Fan's voice was loud enough, and the shouts were rolling like thunder.
But at the next moment, the Holy Tree King shouted with a louder voice: "Don't believe his gibberish, he is delaying time. Go on. Everyone follow me."
The Holy Tree King took the lead and rushed to Lu Fan. Just now Lu Fan's sword not only hurt his body, but more importantly, he hit his face hard.
The holy tree king, who was angry and angry, flashed a sense of death in his eyes, and the whole body turned into a dazzling light, and he rushed to Lu Fan.
I have to say that with the addition of a pair of wings, in terms of speed, it is indeed a little faster.
As soon as the voice of King Shengshu fell, he rushed to Lu Fan.
The right arm instantly turned into a giant wooden knife and cut off Lu Fan head.
Lu Fan Wufeng's epee waved, life and death took turns, three revolutions, the demon changed.
Gang Qi soared into the sky, the invisible sword gas spread out from the Wufeng Epee.
The space rippled and oscillated. Nothing was intact. The little black at the foot was photographed by Lu Fan's tyrannical force and stopped for a while.
boom.
The two men's blades collided together, and the giant wooden knife in the hand of the Holy Tree King suddenly began to crack.
How does the transformed weapon blade compare to the real magic weapon.
This is why all warriors, no matter how strong they are, must have the advantage of having their hands on their hands.
A magic soldier brings not only self-confidence, but also a great enhancement of martial arts.
The spirit warriors rushing around all turned into blood rain and fell one after another.
The Holy Tree King roared, the green muscles on his forehead burst out, and his entire face flushed with blood and turned red.
He could not have imagined that Lu Fan was so young that he had a more powerful cultivation practice than him. The two faced each other, he had tried his best, but was still suppressed by Lu Fan.
Lu Fan's body-like strength shattered the holy tree king with a sword. Immediately, with a loud noise, the Holy Tree King flew out with the burst of the gang.
Lu Fan's sword swept the space around him, but the warriors of the Spirit Kingdom rushed over like a tide.
The soldiers held the sword high and shouted to kill Zhentian. Lu Fan looked at this scene and continued to shout loudly. But this time, his shouts were directly overwhelmed by the shouts.
Lu Fan was helpless and stomped once again, shouting: "Hurry up and put your Majesty Ling Guo in front."
Thirteen Wenyan did not hesitate to lift up the majesty of the girl. For his killer, the feeling of pitying Xiangxixiyu has always been false.
Her Majesty the Young Girl is like a banner that catches everyone's eyes.
All the fighters of the Lingguo rushed in immediately dared not use long-range formations to bombard them.
On the other side.
The figure of the saint fell from the sky like a broken kite.
The ice was broken and the old man next to the saint had blood on the corner of her mouth. She turned to the floor and her eyes were red.
The giant tree was still on top of the branches, and the branches in Songwen's hands turned into a fly ash.
"I said, you are not my opponent."
The voice was calm as water, and the eyes were cold as ice, Song Wen then fluttered a branch from the side lightly, pointing at the Saints.
"Good old man."
The lady gritted her teeth.
As soon as the voice fell, Song Wen waved his hand. A ray of light appeared in the sky, then turned into a beam of light and fell to the ground.
The gravel was flying all over the sky, and the giant tree made a dull sound.
The two of them hurriedly dodged away, only to find that the pillar of light behind them was catching up and expanding at an alarming rate.
"Heavenly punishment."
The old man screamed in horror, these methods are simply amazing.
Even if they are the Wu Zun strong of the Northern Kingdom, few people can do it, that requires a deep understanding of the way of heaven and earth.
"Miss, go away. I'm blocking him."
The old man flashed forward and slapped a palm on the saint's back.
With the softness of the palm, the saint rose high.
The figure of the old man was immediately wrapped in a beam of light, and the saint girl shivered with rage, but turned around and rushed towards Lu Fan.
Even in such a fierce battle, the saint had noticed Lu Fan's movement over there.
The ice sword of Wan Zai in his hand slashed wildly, and the ice crystal dazzled wherever he passed.
Obviously it was only a thousand feet away, but the Holy Lady felt so difficult to move forward.
Lingguwei of Lingguo is good, as are the City Guards. Although the cultivation base is not high, it wins over many people. Like the flying locust, kill the saint.
From a distance, it is a bit of blue light against the sky.
Lu Fan, who escaped quickly, also saw this scene. Immediately, Lu Fan shouted loudly: "Xiaohei, go to pick up the saint, hurry up."
Xiao Hei roared more than once, and a blaze of flames spewed out of his mouth.
The space shattered innumerably, and the flames brought a whirlwind, sweeping everything around.
A thoroughfare was sprayed out by Xiaohei. Fluttering wings and flying, Xiao Hei also used the energy of breastfeeding, although it really does not need much energy to breastfeed.
"Holy Lady."
Lu Fan snorted, the sword light came out, and there was no world.
Kill the sword in the sky.
The huge nine kill words directly kill the encircling circle next to the saint.
The saint took advantage of this opportunity to hold the ice sword in her hand for ten thousand.
Nine days of Fengming, the ice luan came into the world.
Bingfeng figure condensed behind him, Yangming Changming.
Frost spilled over, freezing everything. The ice luan bird soared, bursting on top of the saint's head.
A terrible force swept through. The blue light immediately obscured the glory of the sun. Everyone felt a cold wind invade the bone marrow. Even if they were far away, they could feel the cold coming from the face.
All the chasers of the Lingguo hunted down stopped.
Unbelievably quiet, suddenly appeared at this time.
You must wait for the blue light to converge.
Everyone immediately found that the figures of Saints, Lu Fan and others disappeared.
They were like ghosts and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Seeing this scene, the Holy Tree King who flew up again finally began to distort his entire face.
"Chasing, all chasing me, closing the sky city. A bird, a drop of water, are not allowed to leave the city. Get them back to me."
The Holy Tree King shouted hysterically.
All Teng Jiawei, City Guards should be loud, and then scattered far away.
Song Wen also stopped at the moment. The light shone, and the figure that had been enveloped by the beam of light disappeared.
Brows frowned, branches light in hand, and countless green airflows from all directions gathered.
The expression on Song Wen's face became more and more dignified, and he suddenly found that he could not capture the other person's breath.
"Disappeared,"
Song Wen also encountered such a situation for the first time.
Judging from his experience, the exercises used by the other party are by no means owned by the spirit kingdom.
"It's a little tricky."
Song Wen sighed softly.