Chapter 133

Therefore, when Lu Xiaotian got up, Zhu Yuchun and Zhu ang just stood in front of Zhu Ling and other seven female archers.

"If you don't have the ability to occupy a good position, you will encounter danger later. If you dare to withdraw, I won't shoot their ass."

Leng Qiaoyu and Wang Ningmei murmured unhappily. At this time, the time is urgent, and they can't force Lu Xiaotian to get out of the way. I wish them all well in spring, but Lu Xiaotian's exquisite method has really restrained many people.

"Younger martial sister Su and younger martial sister Wu, let's hurry up, otherwise brother Luo may not be able to support." Meng Yu urged in front.

"I see. If you lead the way ahead, we won't lose half a point." Su Qing and Wu Yan care about Luo Qian after all. One is the same door, and the other is one more Luo Qian. Their safety factor in the forbidden area is undoubtedly much higher.

"OK." Meng Yu, who was walking fast in front, suddenly stagnated, turned and waved his right hand back. His hand clicked, as if he had broken something like a shell. A pink smoke overflowed from Meng Yu's fingers.

Su Qing and Wu Yan were caught off guard. Pink smoke just spilled on their faces. Without reaction, he took a few breaths, and the mana running in the meridians retreated like a tide. The body has lost its support.

"Meng, elder martial brother Meng, what have you done to us?" Su Qing and Wu Yan were surprised and angry. They barely held the stone wall so that they wouldn't fall to the ground.

"Since seeing the two younger martial sisters, brother Yu has been itching. But he has no chance to kiss Fangze. After I send your classmates on the road, come back and get close to the two younger martial sisters. You don't have to struggle. This powder fog is enough to make your mana useless in three hours, enough for us to linger for several times. Younger martial brother Yin, we all have a share later." In one fell swoop, Su Qing and Wu Yan, the two elite disciples, were recruited. Without any consideration, Meng Yu laughed proudly. One by one, he hugged Su Qing and Wu Yan around their slender waist, held them in his arms, and felt their soft bodies. Meng Yu was not satisfied.

Wu Yan trembled with anger, but she didn't have the slightest strength to struggle. "Mengyu, you beast, even if you succeed today, you won't die well in the future!"

"Meng, you mean person, my grandfather is the golden elixir of LingXiao palace. If you dare to touch me, my grandfather will frustrate you and make you look and feel like you." Su Qing was no longer arrogant and domineering, and threatened with a pale face.

"As long as all the people in Lingxiao Palace are dead, who will know what happened in the grottoes today, younger martial sister Su, you don't have to worry about me." Meng Yu smiled proudly.

The sudden changes in the grottoes made people on both sides not react for a time. Especially for the disciples of LingXiao palace, Su Qing and Wu Yan, who are both controlled, how can they beat each other.

"OK, then thank elder martial brother Meng." Yin Yimu didn't expect that his elder martial brother still had this skill, but his reaction was also fast. He soon realized that without the disciples of LingXiao palace, they would have a real harvest this time.

"Shit, I've long seen that Meng's surname is not kind, but Luo Qian. Su Qing's ignorant women believe these guys with human face and animal heart." Zhu Yuchun scolded him angrily and regretted that his intestines were green. Just now he thought it would be safer to follow Lu Xiaotian, so he took the first step to block Zhu Ling and others behind him, The remaining disciples of xuanbing gate were also blocked behind.

Even if they were blocked by the friars and snakes of evil spirit Valley last time, the other party really opened their posture by taking advantage of the terrain. They are not afraid of the people of evil spirit valley. They can always stay in the grottoes for a few days and find a way. The current bad situation makes people feel desperate except despair.

"Kill them. In addition, the one named Lu Xiaotian, stay alive. I'll kill the boy myself later." Meng Yuzhi was satisfied and stared at Lu Xiaotian with a gloomy look. A despicable ordinary monk contradicted him before. Now let the boy know what fear and fear are.

"Yes, elder martial brother Meng, don't worry, these people are given to me." Yin Yimu smiled cruelly and didn't really pay attention to Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian's magic is really powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it's only the means of ordinary gas refining friars. It can't be hit in front of his magic tool knife wheel. Zhu Ling's seven man Archer team is powerful, and he is not sure of winning against the enemy. However, now the archer team is sandwiched in the middle, coupled with the narrow terrain of the grottoes, it is not easy to start. At such a distance, he will not give Zhu Ling these archers time to prepare.

"Kill!" Meng Yu gave an order.

Yin Yimu takes out a magic weapon knife Frisbee. The frisbee is surrounded by sharp knife teeth. In addition, there is a flying rope in the palm of his hand. He can control the frisbee at any time without directly controlling the air, which can save a lot of mana. Moreover, for a gas refining friar, controlling magic tools is more handy.

Yin Yimu's wrist shook. The flywheel rotates towards Lu Xiaotian's right hand holding the golden spirit sword, and the next blade teeth rotate sharply. In Yin Yimu's eyes, as long as Lu Xiaotian's life is not hurt, but Lu Xiaotian has combat effectiveness after all. There are more than 20 monks on both sides in the channel, fighting in a melee. In order to avoid Lu Xiaotian's escape, it is natural to destroy Lu Xiaotian's combat effectiveness first.

Lu Xiaotian looked indifferent and threw several iron thorn seeds directly. The golden flying sword in his hand took Yin Yimu's head.

"Overestimate your strength." Yin Yimu sneered. The magic tool knife wheel controlled by the flying rope turned slightly. He only needed a moment to twist the golden flying sword and several iron thorn seeds into pieces. Knock off all the weapons that the other party relies on. See what tricks the boy can play.

At this time, Meng Yu hugged left and right. Seeing the fight between Yin Yimu and Lu Xiaotian, he smiled with disdain. At the same time, he was determined in his heart. Su Qing and Wu Yan were subdued, and the other disciples of LingXiao palace were headless. No one could stop Yin Yimu, an elite disciple. The battle in the grottoes will soon end.

When the blade wheel was about to touch several iron thorn seeds, Lu Xiaotian suddenly threw more than ten more.

Yin Yimu was angry. The iron thorn vine forcibly stimulated by mana was nothing to him. The magic tool knife wheel could be twisted to break it. Just looking at Lu Xiaotian, there seemed to be a lot in his hand. Meng Yu asked to keep alive. After all, it was a trouble. Just take more time.

After the blade wheel broke the first few seeds, it was about to break the golden flying sword. However, it was at this time that a strong breath of the blade wheel rose into the sky, and a black light cut it wildly towards Yin Yimu's chest.