The Mighty Female Immortal - Chapter 45

The blood was scattered like the rain, and the white snow was dyed red. Xu Ziyan held his hand in one hand, and the other hand clenched his fist into a fist. The nails fell into the palm of his hand, and a drop of blood dripped from the palm of his hand on the snow. The tears had blurred his eyes.

"What are you doing? Give me a call, throw me a slap, and smash these **** monsters into slag!" Uncle 17 drunk

Xu Ziyan squinted his eyes, tears in his eyes dripping from his eyes, his eyes no longer blurred, his clear eyes filled with firmness. An arrow rushed to the forefront of the fortifications, and in the hand, the five pieces of plaques were torn open, and they threw them out to the monsters, hoarse and screaming loudly:

"kill ~~"

"Hang~~"

The five plaques exploded at the same time, and there was a dazzling light in the middle of the beast. The time of the explosion was all the body and sorrow of the beast, and the flesh and blood fluttered, and the middle of the dense monster was blown out of an open area. .

As soon as the Wicked Beast was at a glance, all the disciples of Xu’s family reacted from grief and threw the last token in their hands to the monster. In the explosion of a chain of explosions, the monsters fell down, but at the same time, the counterattacks of the monsters were also very fierce. A huge roar burst into the crowd, and it turned out that dozens of monsters simultaneously released their spells to the highest seventeen uncles.

Only the seventeenth floor of the refining period, how can the seventeen uncles be able to withstand so many attacks, just because of anger over the head, lost the previous vigilance, did not have time to dodge, but was instantly smashed into a gray by the beast .

All the Xu disciples have been paralyzed. Today, the four senior masters led by Xu Haoquan are fighting with the four-armed scorpion. The fortifications are only seventeen uncles and a tenth-level senior master of the refining period. Now that he died, the minds of Xu’s disciples were severely hit. An uninformed emotion began to spread in the hearts of Xu’s disciples.

"Hang~~"

Another wave of attack by the Wicked Beast caused some of the sluggish Xu disciples to suffer heavy losses. In the distant place, Xu Haoquan saw the situation here, and the throat was hot, and a sigh of relief spurted out.

Xu Ziyan was not sluggish. She joined the family soon. She did not have excessive respect and dependence on the masters of the family. Therefore, the death of the seventeen uncles did not cause much shock to her, but only anger. Xu Ziyan was red-eyed, and his figure flew rapidly at the forefront of the fortifications. Various symbols were taken out of her storage bag and thrown out toward the monster.

At this time, the disciple of Xu family had already thrown away the symbol of the hand, and saw the braveness of Xu Ziyan. In addition to looking at the figure of Xu Ziyan with admirable eyes, they also renewed their courage at the same time, and they took out their own blade. Just waiting for Xu Ziyan to throw the light symbol, he rushed out and beat the monster.

Xu Ziyan soon threw out a product of the symbol, at this time she would not hesitate, immediately took out the second product of the symbol, did not hesitate to throw the monster.

In front of the disciples of the public, a scene that shocked them happened. More dazzling light than before, the more deafening sound burst into the crowd. The flocks of the beasts were blown up and flew up to the sky, and they fell down the broken bones of the sky.

"This is... what is it?" The hearts of the people passed the same voice at the same time.

"Too... it’s amazing!"

Xu Haoliang and others also looked back, they saw Xu Ziyan's figure.

"Boom ~ ~ bang ~ ~ bang ~ ~"

It was another roar, accompanied by a large number of monsters falling. Xu Ziyan's body shape shuttled back and forth on the forefront of the fortifications, and kept throwing the shackles. Behind her was a disciple of Xu family who was dull.

Finally, the symbol of Xu Ziyan was thrown away. Xu Ziyan looked at the still beasts with thousands of heads, and then looked back at the Xu family disciples who now have less than 600 people. I already understand that I am likely to die here today.

Huo Ran took out his long sword and pointed his finger at the sky, slamming his mouth toward the ground, then looked up and shouted:

"Kill!"

With a pair of feet, the figure is like a sharp arrow and enters the monster.

"Kill!"

Every Xu family's disciples are red-eyed. They have only one thought in their hearts at this time, that is, they follow Xu Ziyan to kill the monsters. Many of them do not know the name of Xu Ziyan, especially those who are in the inner court have never seen Xu Ziyan. However, at this time, the figure of Xu Ziyan was deeply imprinted in their hearts. At this moment, Xu Ziyan actually played the role of the dead seventeen uncle, became the spiritual pillar of Xu disciples, and even Xu Xiaoyan had some discord. Dare, Xu Wen and Xu Tianxiao are also in the heart at this time, and I admire Xu Ziyan from the bottom of my heart.

The Xu family has been completely motivated by blood. The whole Tonggu Valley is completely a huge meat grinder. Everyone has forgotten the defense and only knows to kill the monsters in front of them.

The long sword in the hands of Xu Ziyan has already seen the blade, but Xu Ziyan is completely ignorant and completely immersed in the killing of bloodthirsty. A secluded wolf appeared in the back of Xu Ziyan. The fierce fangs bite into the neck of Xu Ziyan with the body fluttering toward Xu Ziyan.

Just as the fangs of the secluded wolf were about to bite into the neck of Xu Ziyan, a sword light flashed over the head of the secluded wolf.

A stern wolverine awakened Xu Ziyan, who was close at hand, from the bloodthirsty. Huoran turned back and saw that Xu Lin was flying a ghost in a sword.

Xu Lin holds a long sword in his hand and keeps behind the Xu Ziyan. A pair of eyes have been vigilantly scanning around Xu Ziyan. Seeing that Xu Ziyan was attacked by the Nether Wolf, the soul was shocked, and only an unprecedented force came from the depths of the soul. After a sword flew over the Nether Wolf, Xu Lin suddenly screamed in the sky, the voice cleared, and the pressure was straight. Rushing into the sky, then spread out and spread around.

Behind Xu Lin, there was a faint shadow of a unicorn, and the four monsters suddenly stopped and stood shaking in the same place. Xu Lin's figure suddenly accelerated, pulling up a residual image, Jianguang flashing, a **** spurt in the throat of a monster.

All the people stopped, including Xu Haobo, and they all looked at Xu Lin with a stunned look. The ten-day time seemed to be as long as the years, and Xu Lin suddenly stopped and appeared from the afterimage. His face showed an over-consumption of paleness and no eyes.

"啷啷~~"

The long sword in Xu Lin’s hand fell to the ground, and the unicorn ghost behind him was completely dissipated. As soon as he was in shape, Xu Lin fell heavily on the ground.

Xu Ziyan’s body shape flashed and he had already come to Xu Lin’s side. He reached out and held Xu Lin, who had been in a coma, in his arms, and flew back to the fortifications behind him.

"Hang~~"

All the people and the monsters seemed to wake up from the stillness and once again invested in the killing. After Xu Ziyan took Xu Lin and retreated to the fortifications, Xu Lin put down and looked back to the outside of the fortifications. The eyebrows were full of worries...