Unexpectedly, his cloak flew to the enemy's side and turned into a thin blade that killed people invisibly. He met gods and killed gods, and met ghosts and killed ghosts!
Guigui Chou's face remained pale and expressionless, but he quickly flashed his body to the side. A black aura shot out of his hand and hit the cloak, causing it to constantly bounce and change direction, rushing towards the group of strange beasts.
Only a few mournful roars were heard, followed by the muffled sound of blades passing by, and bright red blood splattered everywhere.
Suddenly, there was a small commotion in the herd, and at this moment, a large tiger monster was seen, without warning, suddenly enveloped in a flying sword cloak in the blink of an eye.
Cutting apart from the middle, he immediately stood guard in a strange place, his huge body rapidly wriggling a few times before falling to the ground with a loud bang.
Suddenly, dozens of other ferocious looking beasts rushed forward without any excitement, devouring their companions who had just been their companions. Seeing such a scene, everyone present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. This monster was indeed extremely cruel and vicious. What made Li Yuanfang even more puzzled was that he had heard that this elf person loved cleanliness the most and rarely killed. When did there come to be so many incredibly cruel monsters here?
At this moment, Li Yuanfang rushed forward without hesitation to confront Gui Chou head-on, while Meng Shuanger, who had long been about to try, shouted and aimed the Qiankun circle in her hand at the elf man on the opposite side.
Meng Shuanger couldn't help but be stunned when she saw these elf people with a dull expression on their faces and a lack of agility in their actions. Moreover, they were all elderly, weak, women, and children.
As she hesitated and couldn't bear to take action, she felt a pain behind her back. It turned out to be a male elf with a dark complexion, who suddenly plunged his hand into her back and grabbed five bloody handprints from his back.
Fortunately, Meng Shuang'er reacted quickly enough. Suddenly, he smashed the Qiankun circle on his head, but his skull shattered and he fainted.
At this moment, a strange flute sound suddenly rang out in mid air, louder than ever before. The flute sound was like a spell, turning those originally gentle elves into extremely violent beings. Therefore, they launched a surprise attack on Meng Shuang'er.
But Meng Shuanger felt a little uneasy when she heard the strange flute sound, thinking that someone must be playing tricks and that the flute sound was probably problematic. So he restrained his mind and stopped listening to the flute sound. At the same time, they intensified their defense against themselves.
These elves, however, did not expect to appear weak and unaffected, to fall under Meng Shuang'er's magical power. Unexpectedly, he did not die.
At this moment, the elf who had just been knocked unconscious by Meng Shuang'er got up from the ground again, his face covered in blood, and joined the team attacking Meng Shuang'er.
Meng Shuang'er's face turned pale at this moment, as if she had seen a ghost, and she danced with great power in front of her. Without leaving any gap, when he looked at Li Yuanfang, his tiger eyes widened angrily. He has already used the Red Flame Bolong in his hand, and he is doing his best to deal with Ghost Chou and dozens of strange beasts around him, moving like a fierce tiger. Quiet as a rabbit.
Meng Shuanger was also surrounded by about ten elves on her side, and when she was not careful, she was swept away by the giant legs of the elves. I hit a trick. She immediately felt a sweet sensation in her throat, and waves of hot blood with a fishy and sweet smell surged up her throat. She couldn't help but not spray it out, otherwise these elf people who smelled the fishy smell would have swallowed her alive.
At this moment, Meng Shuanger cursed Hongjin inwardly, wondering why she hadn't come to help her. He had already slipped away from here for a long time.
What made Meng Shuanger anxious was that these people looked more like Cheng Yaojin who couldn't be beaten. He had just knocked them unconscious earlier, but after a while, he saw them climb up from the ground and continue to attack her, all with terrifying strength.
After a long battle, Meng Shuang'er was already feeling a bit exhausted.
With a bite of her teeth, she could only give it a hard push. Suddenly, she took out a handful of white powder from her arms, placed it in her hand, and faced the elves who were charging forward to attack her. Her body was immediately covered with a layer of white powder, and she struggled there a few times before becoming stiff and motionless.
At this moment, Li Yuanfang, seeing that Meng Shuang'er's body was weak, could not help either.
But at this moment, the elves who appeared in front of him seemed to suddenly become fierce. Their bodies suddenly grew much larger, and their eyes emitted a green light that permeated people. Their faces were ferocious, and they made strange sounds from their mouths. When they saw Li Yuanfang, they flew up, and at this moment, they seemed to have been endowed with great power, becoming exceptionally powerful.
Li Yuanfang was taken aback by the situation before him, and the eerie sound of a magic flute echoed in his ears. He immediately guessed that these elves had been poisoned and their spirits had been controlled.
Therefore, Li Yuanfang did not use the Flame Palm. He knew that there must be a reason for these elves to become like this, and he would not indiscriminately kill innocent people without understanding the reason. So when he made his move, he left some force behind, but when it came to those rapidly attacking monsters, he worked left and right without mercy.
The Red Flame Bolong Sword shone brightly with red flames, forcing nearby beasts to retreat a few feet. The beasts, controlled by the magic flute, kept their mouths wide open, trying to tear his body apart. However, they were afraid of the sword that occasionally emitted flames from his hand, so they hesitated to move forward.
Seeing Li Yuanfang's sharp technique, Gui Guichou suddenly opened his bullet several feet away, took out a black short stick in his hand, waved it up and down with both hands, making strange movements as if asking for something. Then his mouth twitched and he read out a sentence that he couldn't even understand, and then pointed the black stick towards the sky.
I saw those elves seem to be excitedly waving the black sticks in their hands, as if they were manipulating some strange power. Their faces went from calm to excited, from excited to almost crazy. At this moment, their eyes were more like suddenly ignited green ghost fires, emitting strange colors. It keeps flickering there.
The flowing air seemed to be being manipulated by something, constantly creating eerie vortices. Then, suddenly, huge white silk balls appeared out of nowhere in the air, from which countless white threads emerged, turning into ropes that were tied to them in all directions. These ropes are like chrysanthemums blooming in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed from a white ball of thread into countless budding ropes.
What kind of bizarre technique is this? Surprisingly, it can summon an overwhelming amount of ropes? Is it tying fairy ropes? Li Yuanfang didn't have time to think too much,
Hurriedly shouting, 'Be careful with this rope?'
After Li Yuanfang finished speaking, she let out a loud shout and deftly swung her fingers. With a flick of her hand, the Red Flame Bolong on her back emerged from the sky and fiercely slashed towards the white chaos ahead. I saw white ropes being cut off one by one, like severed giant hands, and in a moment of carelessness, they retreated back several meters. The momentum of the attack suddenly decreased significantly.
But at this moment, the elves were also nowhere to be seen. Li Yuanfang took advantage of the victory and chased after them, summoning the fire dragon in his body to thoroughly eliminate the strange technique.
After the lesson of the Flower King last time, Li Yuanfang would diligently cultivate himself whenever he had time to rest. At this point, he was able to summon the Fire Dragon as he pleased.
At this moment, Li Yuanfang saw red marks on her chest with both hands, her arms waving in the air, and her hands pointing upwards. Suddenly, a red dragon appeared out of nowhere.
Open your big mouth and spew out a rolling fireball, burning the other end of those ropes. Only strange screams can be heard, and the originally flawless white fairy rope is instantly destroyed.
Just as Li Yuanfang and Meng Shuang'er were fighting fiercely, he saw Hongjin suddenly abandon them and fly forward. He felt conflicted at this moment and felt very angry when he remembered what had just happened.
But watching them fall into trouble and not taking action himself, if they saw it, they would definitely have thoughts in their hearts. Therefore, he found an excuse to go find someone playing the flute and flew to the walls of the Elf Castle.
At this moment, he suddenly froze for a moment. In the dreamlike castle, on the green lawn, flowers were blooming. Beside the flower bed, there was a stunning woman in a green veil, sitting on the swing, holding a golden flute in her mouth, playing carefree.
He couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that the sound of the deadly magic flute would come from the mouth of a young woman, and she was so stunning.
Seeing a strange man staring at her recklessly on the wall, the evil god's cold words made her smile even more charming. She kept shaking the magic flute in her hand, emitting a golden musical melody that slowly hit Hongjin's heart. However, he seemed unaffected at all. She saw her big sleeve swing, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, melting away all the magic sounds that attacked her.
Seeing this young and beautiful man wave away his moves, Leng Yu's heart couldn't help but sink. She suddenly swung from the swing and let out a sweet and innocent laughter. Her laughter was accompanied by the sound of a magic flute, which was even more enchanting to her bones.
Upon hearing this, Hongjin couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes fixed on the cold words in a daze.
Cold language saw her fox charm and indeed confused the young man's mind in front of her. She was delighted and a pair of delicate jade hands turned into claws, reaching towards Hongjin's neck. Just as she held onto his neck and prepared to exert force, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart and a numbness on her body. Indeed, Hongjin had taken a step ahead of her and controlled the acupoints on her body.
At this moment, Hongjin suddenly changed from the dazed look of the man with a paralyzed face just now. His eyes were shining with vitality, and he had just reached out with his hands, about to sweep towards her chest. However, he saw Cold Language's eyes turn cold, his face flushed, and he lightly drank a "tie" from his mouth, but his body had already slipped out of Hongjin's palm like a slippery fish.
However, due to her lucky escape just now, the hem of her clothes was still in Hongjin's hand. At this moment, she ran hard and only heard a "hiss" sound, leaving the cold words of the hem of her clothes in Hongjin's hand.
At this moment, Hongjin seemed not surprised at all, showing a charming smile in a gentlemanly manner. He placed the hem of the green veil on his nose and sniffed it, looking satisfied and full of ruffian energy, yet indescribably carefree.