Before Tan Weiran and the other two could react, they took the lead. Yao Jinxiu obviously didn't expect that, so she hurriedly apologized. The battle was fierce and she didn't have time to say anything if she wanted to defend herself. She had to apologize and then started fighting after a glance.

There were originally three people struggling to resist two Lingyou Realm led by a Shenzhao in the middle stage. When Yao Jinxiu and his men joined the battle, the situation immediately reversed.

For a moment, Tan Weiran and the other two made a move, and they were suspected of grabbing points.

It’s not like not to take action, you can’t stand and stand by and watch.

Qiu Xiaobai curled his lips and said unhappy: "Xiaoxue, look, it's not easy to be a good person. If you want to be a good person, you have to ask if you want to be a good person."

At this time, the mid-stage Shenzhao's energy was trembling, forcing Yao Jinxiu and others to retreat. Seeing that the situation was not good, they turned into light and fled. Yao Jinxiu and others could not catch up with him. They were about to escape in a few minutes. Suddenly, a sword spirit of wind and snow was like a cold wave blowing from the dark night, and the sword spirit frozen this person.

In an instant, Liu Chengfeng stepped on the earth, his spirit was locked in, and his momentum soared to the extreme, and he shot into the sky!

On the road to swordsmanship, I swear to move forward!

Liu Chengfeng was like a ray of light passing through the divine rayon monk, accompanied by a bloody color, and then slashed the man's head with a sword in the air and fell down.

Beautiful! Feng Chuxue and Tan Weiran were moved and amazed, this sword has made great progress!

"What's so great about it?" Qiu Xiaobai said sourly.

Just after a few words of praise, he joked a few times. Yao Jinxiu and the few people who had just saved were talking in their ears. One of them came straight over with a sneer and reached out without hesitation: "Take the head back!"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Feng Chuxue and Liu Chengfeng, Tan Weiran and Qiu Xiaobai were both stunned and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?" It was not that they didn't hear it clearly, but that they couldn't believe that someone said such words.

The man sneered: "I don't care whether you really didn't hear it or pretend you didn't hear it clearly. I'll say it again and return the head to us!"

Return? The four people were stunned. Tan Weiran said, "It seems that this person was not killed by you. Why should we be in charge of the head?"

Tan Haoyang's mockery became stronger and stronger: "This is our opponent, what do you have to do with you! They are dead. Of course, the head is ours, is it yours?"

"Are you embarrassed?"

Tan Weiran and the other two laughed out loud. When they thought about it carefully, they found that this person was very reasonable and he was speechless.

Qiu Xiaobai screamed in anger: "Master Qiu, I have lived for half my life. Today I finally saw someone who is more shameless and more irresistible than me. Is your opponent, and you will be the one who is the first? Can you find a more suitable reason?"

Yao Jinxiu was also shocked by her companions. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into it immediately.

But Tan Haoyang's companions didn't think so. Someone said in a ruthless manner: "We have been entangled with the enemy for so long, and we are so dangerous and exhausted. Are you doing it for you in vain? After all, you are just taking advantage of the situation to get our advantage. Are you embarrassed?"

Yes, yes, according to what you said, we should be embarrassed. Tan Weiran and the other four were funny and angry. Qiu Xiaobai just retorted without saying a few words, and a small voice came out:

"If we don't have you, we can defeat the enemy, and then...kill the enemy again!" The speaker was Yao Jinxiu's companion.

Seeing the delicate woman's expression "Don't try to bully others with power and steal our results" on her face. Tan Weiran and the other four were furious this time. Even though they were not considered life-saving, they had helped them at least. Why did they speak against their conscience for a head and label them with hats?

Qiu Xiaobai sarcastically said: "If I had known to help such a person, Dama would rather find a pit to bury himself. It's disgusting, so disgusting!"

Tan Weiran could see clearly after watching coldly. Even if Tan Haoyang is a strange person, it wouldn't be that everyone else would be.

So he kept talking about strange things and said something strange. In the final analysis, it was nothing more than the head level. The mid-term divine photo he won alone was no less than six hundred years old. According to the competition rules, this was fifty. Adding to the third senior brother and the other two spiritual gourmet monks' heads, it was close to one hundred.

This is nearly 100%! Not to mention that they have only helped once, even if it is a life-saving grace, people often forget about it for a little benefit and turn against it. There are so many such people in the world that they can’t count them.

If the other party pretends to be idiots and acts weird, why bother with your own family like an idiot?

Tan Weiran suddenly lost his mood: "You like to make trouble, we won't accompany you. Xiaobai, stop arguing, leave."

He stomped his feet and was about to rush, but a loud shout was shocked: "Damn it, hand over the head!"

Tan Weiran suddenly turned into the air, condensed his true meaning and bounced away the sword that Tan Haoyang stabbed: "What do you mean, want to fight?"

"Fight?" Tan Haoyang's eyes burst into his sarcasm, and he whistled in the air: "If you don't hand over the head, don't even think about going there!"

The sword energy mixed with lightning swept across the area, and the flowers, plants and trees fell down. Tan Weiran threw a punch, and a small shield seemed to be like a illusion and real life appeared in the palm of his palm. The sword energy hit it like a slapped puff sound: "If you want to grab it, hit it, don't talk nonsense."

The Sword of the World!

Without looking back, he rotated in the air, and the Bashi Sword Soul swept the back. In an instant, the light transformed from the Sword Soul was like ripples, cleaning everything. Tan Haoyang had no time to defend. As soon as a terrifying look appeared in his eyes, he felt a pain in his chest, and his body could not help but fly backwards, smashing a rugged rock.

If it weren't for his robes and golden body, there would be no time to resist this sword.

Too fast!

There is light contained in the sword soul, and the speed of light is not unhappy.

At this time, the shocking energy blows, and everyone discovers that the iron-like hard trees, regardless of the standing strange rocks, were silently broken into two sections.

The Bashi Sword Soul is not only extremely fast, but also invincible.

Tan Haoyang groped in the tearing marks of the velvet's heart, and felt a little scared. Fear and anger churned together, mixed into strange anger, as if it was blasting fire, as if it was humiliated: "Snatch?"

"It would be fine if you are willing to hand over the head obediently, but you dare to resist! Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Before he finished speaking, others rushed towards Tan Weiran, and the lightning flashed and released.

"Thunder and Lightning Sword Soul?" Tan Weiran was slightly surprised and smiled sincerely: "You Thunder and Lightning, I will show you..."

Showing the thunder and lightning sword spirit in front of me? Is this considered showing off?

The Sword of the Sword silently appeared in the palm of his hand, and a slight ray of lightning condensed from the tip of the sword. With one swing and sweeping, the wind and clouds swept through, and the endless spiritual energy was all attached to the sword soul, forming a more terrifying power.

wash away!

Tan Haoyang also made a thunder and lightning sword spirit roaring in the air. Although it is powerful, compared with it, it is like a comparison between a 16 or 17-year-old boy and an adult in his twenties. It looks similar, but his tenderness cannot be concealed.
Chapter completed!