Chapter 422

It was easy to kill one person. Many monks recovered from the shock until the scar friar was completely turned into a rain of blood.

Yan Qianqian was held in Song Fei's arms and looked at the blood rain all over the sky, as if he saw the red leaves flying all over the sky. Instead of feeling bloody, he felt very relieved.

"Ah, boy, you must die." not far away, a shrill cry broke the silence around, and Li RuRu roared.

Friar scar is the most powerful friar under her command. She belongs to a part of her family. Now she is beheaded. Li RuRu is equivalent to losing more than half of her strength, which is definitely an unbearable loss.

Not far away, the eldest childe was indifferent and looked at Song Fei calmly, as if everything was still under his control.

Facing the challenge of Song Fei's horizontal sword, the eldest childe looked around for a week. Those friars who were afraid in their eyes said faintly: "who killed him, made him the head of the bodyguard and controlled the regiment of 100 people."

Although the bodyguards who come here are all internal bodyguards and have a higher status than ordinary bodyguards, they can't compare with the bodyguard leader who really controls power. If they can become the bodyguard head of the flame army, they will get much more resources every day than now.

Friars, originally fighting with heaven and earth, exchange their lives for resources all the time,

The guards' eyes turned red, pinched the magic weapon and flying sword in their hands, and their faces became crazy.

"Kill!" a friar shouted. These friars in Chamberlain clothes began to cast spells and magic weapons, falling like raindrops on Song Fei and Yan Qianqian.

This time, a full 20 people attacked at the same time, accompanied by many magic weapons and spells. Even the friars in the spiritual realm couldn't bear it.

Seeing many people make moves, some monks who want to strive for credit have red eyes. If they make moves slowly or not strong enough, they are likely to make others cheap.

More monks began to use their own means to press the bottom of the box and bombard Song Fei with their strongest spells and magic weapons.

With the attack of twenty or thirty golden elixirs, the whole sky seemed to tremble with terrible mana.

The flame is towering, as if to burn the sky into red and Song Fei into nothingness. The gray and thick mana, like huge mountains, pressed against Song Fei's head. The mana of each earth road friar represents a huge mountain to suppress Song Fei. The emerald green representing vitality came as scheduled. The vines composed of thousands of green Manas wrapped around Song Fei's body. Among the thousands of vines, Song Fei was as small as a bee in the grass.

Among them is the unbreakable golden flying sword, which is always in danger of piercing Song Fei.

The people joined hands and really had the power of earth shaking. The eldest childe watching the war in the distance nodded with satisfaction.

The other spiritual friars who didn't do anything stroked their beards and nodded with a smile.

"Are you afraid?" Song Fei asked softly.

"I should be afraid. I don't know why. I'm not afraid now." Yan Qianqian said.

"That's good, let's continue to kill." Song Fei smiled. The green black sword in his hand suddenly became larger under the blessing of Song Fei's magic. Song Fei held the 30 meter long flying sword in his hand with one hand.

Holding the golden giant sword out of proportion to his own model, Song Fei's body jumped out in an instant.

At the speed of fengdun, Song Fei's speed was as fast as lightning and as misty as a ghost. In an instant, he came to a friar attacking himself.

Many attacks did not stop Song Fei's footsteps, so he rushed out.

"Boy, I'm going through so many spells. I'm seriously injured. It's just cheaper for me." in front of Song Fei, a golden elixir bearded man smiled grimly and waved a huge axe at Song Fei's head.

"Childish." Song Fei hummed softly. Then he split the huge flying sword in his hand and directly split the bearded friar from the top of his head. The whole man was evenly split in two.

The blood stained sky, the body divided into two halves fell silently.

At this time, many spells hit. Song Fei's body flashed again, bringing boundless space ripples. The next moment, he appeared in front of the three internal attendants who shot at him.

"Stop!" one of the friars shouted. Then a friar of the way of earth beside him released a shield magic weapon to resist in front of the three.

The dark shield became larger in an instant. It was filled with thick earth power. The earth system was thick and the defense was the best. The earth friar was relieved to see that he had won the first hand for himself.

The huge shield blocked Song Fei's sight and covered the three people behind the shield. No matter how the boy attacked, I'm afraid they will be resisted by the shield commanded by the friar of the earth road.

Song Fei didn't even look at the shield in front of him. He cut out the huge green and black sword in his hand.

The huge flying sword, 30 meters long, cut through the void, as if it cut through the world. The huge sword light cut the shield in the eyes of many people. The three monks who just loosened the shield and planned to attack again immediately cut their waist.

After the waist cut, Song Fei drew several swords continuously, and the infinite sword Qi broke out again. The flesh bodies of the three monks who had just been waist cut were instantly cut into pieces of meat foam.

The blood rain fell again, providing the most nourishing nourishment for the fragrant grass in the coming year.

"Brothers, hold on, this boy has used a secret method, and he won't last long." the waiter shouted loudly to cheer himself up and keep the density of others.

Song Fei has just finished killing people, and the dense attacks behind him arrive as promised.

At this time, Song Fei didn't move, but looked up slightly and looked at the many attacks shrouded above his head.

"Ha ha, that boy is really bad. Let me kill him." when the friars saw that Song Fei stood still and was under the attack of the people, they suddenly became excited, as if they had seen that they had been promoted to the head of 100 people.

The monks who launched the attack were red faced and ferocious. They looked forward to seeing Song Fei bombarded to slag under their attack. They just pity the charming third lady in his arms, but many brothers coveted her, but they had to sacrifice for the position of the head of the hundred people.

The crowd watched Song Fei struggle with great interest. The more people Song Fei killed, the greater the pleasure they felt after killing Song Fei. However, no one screamed for revenge for his companions. The people who shot only fought for their own status.

The golden flying sword in Song Fei's hand moved again, holding a huge flying sword like a warrior and cutting into the sky.

"Boom." the fierce flame, the ferocious flood and the huge mountain peak were all chopped up under Song Fei's sword, which became the most basic aura and dissipated in the sky.

The eldest childe frowned. Beside him, an old man bowed his head and said, "eldest childe, I'm afraid this boy is more than the realm of golden elixir. If he goes on like this, the internal waiter may suffer heavy casualties."

The eldest childe breathed a sigh and said faintly, "I don't want to see the monkey anymore. It's up to you to catch him."

"Yes." the old man answered, flashed and rushed into the battlefield.

After Song Fei chopped many spells, he suddenly felt that there was more powerful magic behind him. When he looked back at dusk, he saw three old men blocking the sky in three directions. They all lit up with strong fire. In their hands, they cast flame spells. In front of each person's body, they turned into a huge flame long knife and cut towards Song Fei's head.

"Be careful, they did it. These are the elders of my black fire sect." Yan Qianqian suddenly exclaimed.

"The elder of the black fire sect?" Song Fei smiled. "I killed him before, but it should be easier now."

"Hum, boy, don't be arrogant." an old man sneered. The three people joined hands, and the three flame long knives fell quickly. The raging flame shrouded Song Fei's head, as if he had been sent to purgatory.

"Flame?" Song Fei sneered, and his body immediately pulled up and flew towards the three people above his head.

"Get down?" the three flame friars shouted and urged the flame to fall to Song Fei.

In the cold laughter, the cold silkworm robe on Song Fei's body was cold and cold, and resisted all the raging flames outside his body. The cold silkworm robe could resist even the flame of the governor's Tiansha flame. How could he care about the flame Sabre of the three people in front of him.

With a little mana, Song Fei got out of the three flame sabres, and the three flame sabres disappeared silently.

This scene greatly changed the faces of the three old people. Even some other old people in the spirit realm who watched the war also showed surprised expressions on their faces.

At this moment, Song Fei's body rose and rushed to one of the flame friars.

"Stop him." the eldest childe immediately shouted when he saw something wrong. The golden pill Friar and the black fire sect can afford to lose a few, but the loss of one friar in the spirit realm is a huge loss for the black fire sect.

After hearing the eldest childe's drink, the rest of the elders in the spirit realm couldn't continue to watch the war. They shot at the battlefield one after another, trying to surround Song Fei and kill him.

The seven or eight channels were far more powerful than the golden pill friars, and shot in the direction of Song Fei like fast lightning.

But compared with Song Fei, they are still a little worse.

Before they arrived, Song Fei held Yan Qianqian and came to his goal.

"Go at ease." Song Fei said calmly to the old man.

"Boy, when I'm a soft persimmon? Pinch it as you want?" the old man was angry when he heard Song Fei's understatement.

"Soft persimmons?" Song Fei shook his head and smiled. "In my eyes, you are not even as good as persimmons."

"I'll fight with you." the old man was furious when he heard the speech. Then he saw that Song Fei's huge long sword split at him in an instant. The old man tried to resist it with mana, but he was frightened to find that his mana was chopped in front of the green and black sword like paper paste.

Similarly, after cutting off the flesh, Song Fei's sword shook slightly, and the sword Qi spread in an instant. A spiritual friar, like the Jindan friar just now, became a bloody rain in Song Fei's hands.

It's so easy to kill a spirit realm.