The Mighty Female Immortal - Chapter 395

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A burst of sorrow in the space, the twenty ice blades instantly smashed into Fang Tian, ​​who had been smashed by the fireball. Only in an instant, Fang Tian’s body was broken down and fell to the ground.

All the old disciples look shocked.

"Instant! And it's a quick instant twenty fireballs! After that, you can instantly get twenty ice blades!"

It is not strange that Pang Chao is here, because he has already seen the means of Xu Ziyan's instant, but it is also because of the means of seeing Xu Ziyan, and his heart is more and more fearful. The legs can't help but tremble slightly.

Taking a deep breath, Jinghua, the first master of the outer door of Baofengfeng, said to Xu Ziyan:

"Xu Shimei, we didn't provoke you."

Xu Ziyan’s eyes still looked coldly at Jinghua, and said faintly: “But you have provoked my friend.”

Speaking of this, Xu Ziyan said coldly: "And, I know that you have robbed us of these new disciples more than once. I am thinking, is it here to kill the masters of your old disciples, no one will be in the future? I dare to bully our new disciples."

"Xu Ziyan! You... too strolling!" Jinghua was so mad that he twitched.

"Xu Ziyan, do you really think that you are strong enough to deal with a group of people? You are too arrogant!" An old disciple standing in front of him angrily shouted.

"Who are you?" Xu Ziyan asked coldly.

"Wan Jianfeng Yangshuo."

"Then you may wish to try!" Xu Ziyan said faintly.

"You..." A face of Yangshuo immediately became a sauce purple.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. We are the same door after all. I don't want to kill you all. But since you have made a new robbery, you have to be revengeful. Put the demon in your storage bag." Dandu handed it over, I will let you go this time. But if I let you know that you dare to insult new disciples, I will abolish you."

"Bold!"

"presumptuous!"

At that time, the old disciples on the opposite side completely fry the pot and let them hand over the demon, when their old disciples received such humiliation. One by one, I have completely forgotten what Xu Ziyan had just instant spells. At this time, what they thought in their minds was to smash the scorpion of Xu Ziyan, not so bad to vent their hatred.

The new disciples behind Xu Ziyan were all nervous. They know that Xu Ziyan is very good at repairing, but they did not expect Xu Ziyan's character to be so tough. Seeing the old disciples on the opposite side, I was ashamed of the old disciples, and then remembered the strength of the old disciples. I couldn’t help but feel some fear, tightened my nerves, and looked nervously at Xu Ziyan.

but. In these angry people, there is one person who has no anger at all, and some just fear in the heart. It’s not someone else, it’s the prince of Qian Fufeng.

At the beginning of the Shengxian Temple, Xu Ziyan also faced more than 30 people in Pang Dynasty alone, but easily knocked them down. Although the number of old disciples is large today, it is no longer a dozen or so people. But there are thousands of people. But can you really beat Xu Ziyan?

Pang Chao held his fists hard and hovered with a thought in his heart. Did he use this opportunity to kill Xu Ziyan? Anyway, there are thousands of old disciples here, that is, tired will also give Xu Ziyan exhausted. As for the new disciples, no one of these old disciples put them in their eyes.

"Ha ha ha..." Yang Shuo was extremely angry and looked at Xu Ziyan coldly and said: "Xu Ziyan, you want to die, I will be yours!"

The voice fell. Haven't waited for him to move. Xu Ziyan has a sleeve.

"Hula La" suddenly flew fifty fireballs and rushed to the opposite impotence. After a roar, the voice of Xu Ziyan faintly sounded:

"So much nonsense!"

The eyes of the people looked at the place where the fireball was scattered, and there was a shadow of the impotence. It has already been smashed into slag.

"Xu Ziyan!" Jinghua's face was pale, but still fiercely looked at Xu Ziyan and said: "I admire your strength. But are you confident that we can kill thousands of us alone? Can you release a few spells?"

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly and looked at Jinghua. He said faintly: "Do you have so much nonsense for your old disciples? Thousands of people? Do you think it takes many times?"

When the words fell, there were five hundred fireballs around Xu Ziyan’s body. The body around Xu Ziyan slowly rotated, and the fireballs released hot temperatures and brilliant colors. Xu Ziyan, who is in the center of the fireball, becomes blurred as the fireball turns.

"This……"

All the people are standing there dull, five hundred fireballs, even if it is a fireball of a product, but is that a monk in the refining period can do it? I am afraid that once the five hundred fireballs are released, even if the purple smoke is exhausted, the spells will not be released anymore. These old disciples will also die hundreds of people! Who can know that among the hundreds of people who have died, there will be no oneself?

For a time, the old disciples were nervous, and no one dared to move, for fear that they had a little movement, and the bombardment of Xu Ziyan.

Five hundred fireballs are still slowly rotating, and the shape of Xu Ziyan is looming behind the fireball. The atmosphere in the valley has been extremely tense.

Pang Chao’s eyelids jumped a bit. He suddenly found a problem. Xu Ziyan had been controlling five hundred fireballs to keep turning and not releasing them. Controlling spells is not released, but it is more costly than condensing spells. And Xu Ziyan is still controlling the spells now. Doesn't this mean that Xu Ziyan still has spare capacity?

this is too scary! How did she cultivate? Can't hesitate anymore! If you hesitate to hesitate, I am afraid that when I can't help but release the fireball, I will die. then. Pang Chao talked. However, he did not dare to speak out loud. He was afraid of being shocked by Xu Ziyan and misunderstood him. The fireball was smashed at him, and that was the death.

"Xu... Xu Shijie. I am willing to hand over the demon."

"what?"

In addition to Xu Ziyan, all the new and old disciples were surprised to see Pang Chao, no one would have thought that Pang Chao would surrender to Xu Ziyan. That Xu Shijie has already indicated that Pang Chao has surrendered to Xu Ziyan from now on.

"Good!" Xu Ziyan's voice came out from the fireball.

Pang Chao slowly walked to the front of Xu Ziyan. When Xu Ziyan was three meters away, he stopped and dumped the demon in the storage bag on the ground, and then returned.

"Pang Chao!" Jinghua shouted: "孬 kind!"

Pang turned his head and looked at Jinghua with an angry look. He shook his head helplessly and said faintly:

"Jinghua, the cultivation of the immortal world was originally a strong respect. Xu Ziyan is stronger than me, I have nothing to lose!" Speaking here, Pang Chao looked at Jinghua with a sarcasm:

"Jinghua. I know your psychology. You are thinking that Xu Shijie will release this fireball, it will become the end of the strong, then you will kill Xu Shijie. But, Jinghua, you are sure to throw out in Xu Shijie After the five hundred fireballs, can you still be alive? Also, do you know that Xu Shijie has no spare capacity?"

The color of taunting in Pang Chao’s eyes is even more intense: "Jinghua. You haven’t noticed how much time Xu Shijie has controlled the fireball?"

The face of Jinghua is a change, and then it is pale. The sound of Pang Chao came from a long time:

"At this time, do you still think that Xu Shijie has no spare capacity?"

Jinghua’s face has completely lost his blood, and eventually he gnawed his teeth and whispered: “We will pay!”

When you finish, take out the storage bag and pour the demon to the ground. The old disciples also took out the storage bags and came to the front of Xu Ziyan, and poured the demon to the ground.

"Call~~"

Xu Ziyan thought about it, and five hundred fireballs were called back to the Fengling array in the purple smoke space.

"Uh!"

Everyone felt a sigh of relief in his throat. I can't breathe.

what is this?

An instant five hundred fireballs are not said. After that, it is controlled not to release, and finally it can be recovered! Is this still a monk in the refining period?

Jinghua understands that it was just that Xu Ziyan was merciless under his hand, otherwise his thousands of old disciples might not be enough to kill. Take a deep breath. Said to Xu Ziyan:

"Thank you for your help!"

Xu Ziyan glanced at Jinghua faintly, then turned to the new disciples and said:

"Whoever you have been robbed, how many demons will go up and get back how many demons." Xu Ziyan said faintly:

"I don't want you to take more. You must know that the top 100 is in the strength. If you don't have that strength, you can enter the top 100. It is no different from finding death. You know in your heart, the top 100. I want to participate in the Northland University."

After listening to Xu Ziyan's words, those new disciples who originally thought of taking more demon Dans were shocked. I woke up from the greed just now, knowing that by virtue of my own strength, if I cheated into the top 100, I would rather be the death of my own. So no one took another demon, but he took back the demon who had been robbed.

To see no one to take the demon, Xu Ziyan sleeves waved, they will be collected in the storage bag. Waving to the new and old disciples, said:

"There are still three days to hunt the monsters by their own skills!"

After that, Xu Ziyan’s body shape flew in the air and flew toward the valley. I was very pleased in my heart. Just now she probably looked at it. The harvest of the demon was really quite a lot. At the time of the big match, the demon must be handed over to Zongmen, but the Zongmen will also contribute to the disciples, so that they can go to the Zongmen in exchange for resources. Xu Ziyan has this harvest and will still have many contributions.

Back at the mouth of the valley, Xu Ziyan sat on the grass with his knees, and he constantly remembered the sword of Dong Yiyi in his mind.

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