Chapter 1396

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The relegated immortal gently stretched out his orchid finger and gently pointed at Wang Lang and Wang Lang.

Bang!

Wang Lang and Wang Lang quickly retreated. Just as they were standing, there was a small pit the size of their head.

The banished immortal's smile is not reduced, facing the wind and snow quietly, the emperor's vigorous spirit is a little lighter.

Bang!

The two attacks counteract each other, and no one takes advantage of them.

Snow King eyes a coagulation, shout: "don't fight alone, we together, kill him!"

Immediately, the four people tangled together.

Not far away, Sanniang frowned and concluded, "there is something wrong with the skill practiced by this banished immortal."

"Sanniang, you can see something."

All the people saw was that the relegated immortal was quick, and nothing else could be seen.

"Look at the banished immortal. At the beginning, he was attacked by the two spirit emperors. With a little bit, he could beat them back. But later, he only got a draw in the face of the attack of the emperor Fengxue. I suspect that the cultivation of the banished immortal has been fluctuating, from high to low."

While listening to Sanniang's explanation patiently, they observed carefully and found some clues.

Earlier, the relegated immortal's finger pierced Wang Lang's shoulder directly, which made him scared. So far, he didn't dare to do his best, but then he could only step back in the face of the wind and snow emperor's gang Dao.

But before long, he took the attack of Mo Yan, and beat Mo Yan miserable.

Immediately after that, his strength seemed to be reduced to the third level of Linghuang, and he drew with Fengxue.

"There's a problem."

After Sanniang's instruction, Ye Hao probably understood some, speculated: "when the strength of the relegated immortal is strong, he should be in the fifth level of Linghuang, but when the strength is not strong, he should be in the third level of Linghuang."

It is not only Ye Hao and others, but also the three men of Fengxue emperor who are at war, who find that there is something wrong with the cultivation of the banished immortals.

The three looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

It doesn't matter who is banished to immortals. He is still smiling, but his attack speed is faster and faster, and he goes straight to the same person, that is, Wang Lang, who was seriously injured.

Wang Lang dodged from left to right and was extremely embarrassed. After several rounds, he was very angry.

"Damn it, the monster has been staring at me and fighting alone!"

"Yo Yo, I'm angry. Who makes you the lowest of the three people?"

Smell speech, Wang Lang Leng for a while, Yan lowest? You're kidding.

He Wang Lang does not say handsome, that is also very romantic, OK!

"Wang Lang, be careful!"

Mo Yan looks at Wang Lang, who is attacked by the relegated immortal because of distraction, and can't help but remind him.

Who knows, the relegated immortal just handed out a finger, not to Wang Lang, but to Mo Yan who gave a warning.

Mo Yan unprepared, the whole person was hit to fly back, hit a big hole in the wall.

"Tut Tut, you should be careful, stupid pig."

The relegated immortal looked at Fengxue with a smile: "now do you know the gap between you and me?"

Fengxue emperor was silent, just holding the knife in his hand.

Wang Lang is also a very dignified appearance, in the heart has begun to play a retreat drum, if the life lost can not be worth it.

In the distance, Mo Yan, who had just crawled out of the rubble, covered his injured chest and was ready to leave.

The banishment of immortals, everything is under control.

The third level masters of the three great spirit emperors besieged the relegated immortal. As a result, two of them were seriously injured and one of them was slightly injured. It became extravagant to protect their lives, let alone kill them.

"Cluck cluck."

"Now, I know the gap between us."

The banished immortal hid his face and kept laughing.

The faces of the three men of Fengxue emperor became more and more pale.

Not far away, left and right have solved two opponents at the cost of minor injury, completely occupying the advantage.

"Wang Lang, Mo Yan, now we three are grasshoppers on the same rope. Only by working together can we break this situation."

The snow king holds the knife in both hands and is ready to go.

"The blizzard emperor said that we have to work together to win."

"That's right. I'll kill you for my life."

Wang Lang and Mo Yan took a look at each other, then adjusted their disordered Qi and put on a desperate posture.

Behind the boulder, Ye Hao looked at Wang Lang and Mo Yan. He sneered and said, "Hu yanzhuo, Qiandan, you two will follow my orders. Remember, your goal is Wang Lang and Mo Yan."

"Yes."

Although there was a little doubt in their hearts, they didn't question Ye Hao's order and began to build up slowly.

"Sanniang, Zhoudong, you two will rush out with me later to save the emperor. I'll keep that man for use."

"Yes."

The emperor took a deep breath and pushed his hind foot back. He turned into a flying arrow and shot at the banished immortal. At the same time, he yelled: "now, go!"

"Good."

Wang Lang and Mo Yan agreed very readily, but their direction was completely opposite to that of Fengxue emperor.

The wind snow emperor felt that their momentum was getting farther and farther away from him. He was surprised and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Right now!"

Before Ye Hao's voice fell, Hu yanzhuo and Qiandan Laozu, who were already ready to go, turned into two streamers and followed Wang Lang and Mo Yan.

"Cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, CAC

The banished immortal looked at the wind and snow emperor who died alone and laughed, but his laughter stopped abruptly after only half of it.

Because in front of him appeared a charming woman and a strong man with a long bow.

Although the man was carrying a long bow, he was holding a long gun. It was with the long gun in his hand that he resolved the attack he had just made on the snow emperor.

And the charming woman was holding a long sword to his head.

The instinct of the relegated immortal, who had never been loose, told him that if he resisted the charming woman's sword, he would probably suffer a big loss, so he stepped back quickly.

Just as his front foot retreated, a young man with a black seal appeared where he was standing.

"It's you?"

The relegated immortal frowned slightly. This time, he was surprised!

"I'll take this man."

Ye Hao stood still and gently swung the black seal in his hand.

The banished immortal looked at the slightly confused Fengxue emperor and the charming woman beside Ye Hao not far away, and said with a sneer, "ha ha, you are not here yet. What are you doing here? I advise you to go now."

Ye Hao didn't pay attention to the irony of the relegated immortal, but directly threw out the black jade seal in his hand. At the same time, he said in a cold voice: "I said, this man, I want it."