Looking at Li Huan standing with a sword, a little jealousy rose in Wanyan Caihong's eyes, not jealousy of her appearance, but jealousy of her casual temperament that was obviously developed under the favor of everyone.

"Why?"

With cold eyes, Wanyan Caihong's original gloomy temperament suddenly turned into a fierce and fierce sword like a steel knife, and a bitter bloody murderous intent burst out from her body, and her delicate body looked like a phantom toward Li Huan.

"Sister Yu, continue to kill people!" Li Huanjiao shouted, holding the Wushuang sword in hand, raised her to meet her, her mind opened, and instantly noticed the location of Wanyan Caihong's weapon. The sword light flashed and hit the colorful ring blade.

Originally, Wanyan Caihong had several changes after this killing move. She didn't expect that her ring blade would be hit by the opponent's sword and the weakest part of the true energy, and dozens of changes suddenly disappeared.

Frowning slightly, Wanyan Rainbow flipped his wrist and cut the ring blade down, locked the sword edge with the serration of the ring blade, then twisted his waist, and took the Rainbow seven-color steps to transform into seven phantoms, wandering around Li Huan. The seven phantoms took action at the same time, attacking the seven vital points around Li Huan.

"Use illusion in front of me?" With a contemptuous smile, Li Huan accurately locked Wanyan Caihong's true body with his heart. The sword edge turned around and hit her back with a blow. She cut it out from behind in a move of "Xunyi Jiandao" [Storm Sword] in the center of the ring blade, blocking Wanyan Caihong's killing move.

Unexpectedly, Li Huan was able to accurately distinguish her hidden attack trajectory twice. Wanyan Caihong's eyes became colder, and the true energy was moving, turning into colorful lights and emerging from her body. Then she suddenly flew out and rushed towards Li Huan.

The sword tip shook, and Li Huan's energy went away at will. As the soul thoughts penetrated the body, the sword light flashed out again, and wisps of sword energy intertwined and struck forward with the momentum of splitting the light and shadow.

Seeing that the two of them were about to collide, Wanyan Caihong suddenly lit up her toes, and suddenly saw a blue shirt inside the sword energy in the sky, one step left and one right, which seemed to be dancing gracefully, but in fact, she used the rainbow seven-color steps to avoid the sword energy in the sky, forcibly passing through Li Huan's sword energy blockade with her body technique.

Before Li Huan could continue to attack, Wanyan Rainbow, who had approached her, suddenly closed her hands together. Under the stimulation of her true energy, her two ring blades differentiated out of thin air into seven red orange, red, green, blue, indigo and purple rays. As she rushed forward, she rushed forward, and slashed towards Li Huan at different angles.

Seeing this, Li Huan secretly turned his mind, but was shocked to find that every rainbow light was a physical body. When he was stunned, he had no time to dodge, so he simply gathered the sword light and merged into a heavy force to cover himself. It was the "Stone Sword Sutra" which was good at defense.

In the flash, seven consecutive sounds of crisp sounds were heard that were so dense that they almost rang at the same time. Li Huan's body-protecting sword soul was shattered. Then Wanyan Rainbow stepped up and grabbed the colorful ring blade that had just reunited, and slashed towards Li Huan's abdomen.

Clang! At the critical moment, Li Huan finally held the ring blade with one sword in time. Just as he was about to force his opponent to retreat, Wanyan Caihong smiled coldly. The ring blade suddenly flipped and grabbed the sword edge, and then another ring blade hit Li Huan's left chest from the left side.

"Are you jealous?" Seeing that the other party actually attacked his beautiful breasts, Li Huan cursed in anger. His figure flashed and took half a step like a phantom, just as he let the ring blade strike. The tight hilt suddenly exerted force, and the surging sword force stirred through the sword edge, which made Wanyan Caihong's tiger's mouth numb. He had to let go of the sword edge, and Li Huan took several steps back, silently adjusting his breath to return.

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Just when the two women were fighting, seeing that the Literary and Art Army was surrounded by their own team, Luo Weikun finally mentioned the sickle-shaped weapon called Raast and entered the battlefield with several martial arts masters such as Guo Jiahui.

He had just entered the market, and the first person to be hit was Yu Jieyi, who was rushing to death.

Seeing Luo Weikun rushing towards him, Yu Jieyi didn't think about it and swung the Yanshan axe and slashed towards him.

With a swish, Luo Weikun suddenly turned into countless streams of shadows and dispersed, allowing him to gather and restore his human form after passing the Yanshan Axe. The cold sickle blade was extremely sinister and slashed from bottom to top, and he was about to cut Yu Jieyi's throat.

"This is..." Seeing the secret technique Luo Weikun used, Yu Jieyi was stunned, but her movements were not slow. After retracting the Yanshan Axe, she hit it out again.

However, her attack did not really hit, but suddenly stopped a few inches away from the sickle blade. The immense power held on the axe blade turned into a shock wave and rushed out.

With a loud bang, Luo Weikun, who had just turned into a flash of shadow and wanted to avoid it, was hit by the shock wave and was directly blasted out of the shadow form. He retreated back several steps in a mess, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

"Shadow Lift Secret Technique?" He looked at Luo Weikun in surprise, and Yu Jieyi suddenly sneered, "So it's from the Shadow Lift lineage. Don't you know that my demon brother is the strongest person in the Shadow Lift lineage? He has taught us how to deal with this kind of assassination, and he still wants to use..."

Luo Weikun was not interested in waiting for her to finish her words. He kicked her feet hard, and when she jumped up, she swung the sickle blade and went down everything. She used the [Longe Blade] to exert unparalleled sword force. At the same time, a demon soul rose from behind, and used the martial soul to enter the body to bless his body soul, and then slashed the blade again.

With a bang, this time the two of them fought, Yu Jieyi stepped back dozens of feet in a very embarrassed manner, pulling out a gully. Luo Weikun's body also flashed several times, constantly changing into a phantom state, thereby removing Yu Jieyi's brute force.

Just as he stood firm, Yu Jieyi was about to attack again, suddenly felt something, and suddenly turned sideways and avoided a petrified death light. When he turned his head and saw that it was Guo Jiahui. Yu Jieyi was about to take action, a crossbow arrow with endless aura of destruction suddenly rushed over from a distance, landing on Guo Jiahui's body-protecting spirit light and exploded.

Han Yiqi, who was walking quickly with the fish bones, grinned: "Sister Yu, continue to fight with this handsome guy, leave this foreign girl to me!"

"Okay!" After a OK gesture, Yu Jieyi gathered her strength again to kill Luo Weikun. The latter was not showing any weakness and raised the Raast sickle blade to fight.

Seeing the two fighting again, Han Yiqi tsk twice, turned her head to look at Guo Jiahui who had just cast a spell and dissipated the explosion smoke, and laughed: "You are very beautiful! But that is the view of later generations. In this era, foreigners like you should be very ugly!"

Guo Jiahui's eyes twitched slightly when she heard this, and she looked at her with a sneer.

From the perspective of later generations, Guo Jiahui, with blonde hair and blue eyes, was naturally a beautiful beauty with a beautiful national beauty. However, in ancient times, this image completely violated the aesthetics of the Chinese Han family. Even in Mongolia in the past, Guo Jiahui was often called ugly.

Women are most afraid of mocking their appearance. At this moment, Han Yiqi's words were dug up to scars in his heart. Guo Jiahui's heart was suddenly full of murderous intent and didn't talk much nonsense. The seven-point blue light in her eyes suddenly lit up, and she suddenly turned into a snake-like upright pupil, looking at Han Yiqi from afar.

In an instant, Han Yiqi felt an invisible secret force around her body eroding into her body, slowly turning her body-protecting true energy, clothes, and body into stone.

"Stone, petrochemical?" The corners of his eyes twitched twice, and Han Yiqi suddenly let out a crazy laugh, and a breath of destruction of everything burst out from her body, instantly shattering the petrochemical power emitted by Guo Jiahui from afar.

Han Yiqi's martial arts are emotions, which belongs to one of the principles derived from the Great Way of Soul. The strength of a warrior depends entirely on his emotions. No matter whether he is happy or angry, as long as he is more excited, the more powerful the power he receives from the blessing of soul thoughts will become.

As her thoughts sink into the humiliation and pain she endured in the past, Han Yiqi's soul thoughts became more and more crazy, and a breath of destruction also overflowed from it, making her aura even more violent.

Although Guo Jiahui's petrochemical magic is powerful, with Han Yiqi's almost violent power, her petrochemical power cannot penetrate at all.

Seeing this, Guo Jiahui narrowed her charming eyes slightly, and the jade glass pupils that had transformed into her eyes were activated instantly. The three spiritual energy of gold, wind and fire in the void around her were forcibly extracted by her, and combined into a storm of spiritual energy swept forward.

"It's interesting!" Seeing that Guo Jiahui could use spiritual magic at just a glance, Han Yiqi's smile became more and more crazy with a smile on his lips. He suddenly stretched his body, and the fish bones were like machine guns, shooting wildly with crossbow arrows condensed by the true energy, but they had completely smashed the entire storm.

Although Li Huan, Yu Jieyi, and Han Yiqi blocked the three masters of Wanyan Caihong, Luo Weikun and Guo Jiahui, the Yuan Dynasty army still gained the upper hand by relying on the number of people and more masters. Even if the Golden Wolf Cavalry and the Mandarin Duck Swordsmen rushed wildly, they could not withstand the opponent's tide attack, and were squeezed to the center little by little.

Seeing that the situation below was not good, Xu Xuanrong, who had just knocked off the Green Bamboo Spear with one finger, said loudly: "Master Chai, don't take action yet, when will he wait?"

"Here!" A middle-aged handsome Taoist priest nodded and responded. He saw him raising his hand and waved his hand. Fifty Yunhuo Talisman masters behind him all turned their hands and pulled out a talisman from his sleeve, threw it to his head and pointed it like a sword. In an instant, the fifty talismans split into two, and an extremely terrifying flaming spiritual energy burst out from it.

At this moment, fifty flaming spiritual energy instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire that covered the sky and burned towards the surroundings.

In the Dragon and Snake Mansion of the Great Song Dynasty, the Sky Flame Talisman, the Liehua Talisman, the Xuanting Talisman, and the Burning Talisman are all talismans listed in B. They can at least burst out with a full-strength attack from the complete spiritual master of the fourth level, and at the highest, they can reach a high-level full-strength attack from the fifth level.

At this moment, fifty cloud fire talisman masters took action together. If the fifty high-level spirit masters at the fifth level attacked at the same time, how terrible the power would be. In just an instant, nearly ten thousand Yuan troops were submerged by the sea of ​​fire and burned together with their weapons and armor.

"The wind is strong!"

Another long roar, a hundred Lingxuan Fengshang pulled out the swords behind him and recited the spells in unison. Suddenly, the strong wind rose out of thin air. For a moment, the fire rose with the wind, and the already surging sea of ​​fire became even stronger, causing the Yuan army to scream.

The Taoist soldiers of Longhu Mountain were guarded by the Literary and Art Army in the center. The Yuan army could not pass through the defense line composed of numerous armies in a short period of time. Therefore, even if they were angry, they were helpless and could only increase their offensive against the Literary and Art Army.
Chapter completed!