Chapter 2306

"Take it!"

With a grip of Xiaoyou Xu's hand, the black prison blocking youdou twisted into a vortex and disappeared in an instant.

"This..."

The remaining ten monks were stunned and shocked.

That arrogant youdou, a super strong man with the strength of Huashen jiuzhong, was accepted by such a lovely little Lori?

Who the hell is she?

The monks scratched their heads and couldn't understand.

You dou disappeared.

The immortal array that trapped the monks was broken by the monks because it was not presided over for a long time.

A ray of light came in from the outside.

Feeling the warm light, there was a feeling of separation on the monks' faces.

"Are you all right?" Zhao Fang went to Xiaoyou's side and gently held her.

It was obvious that Xiaoyou shook her body after taking away your pocket.

Xiaoyou showed a lovely smile to Zhao Fang. A trace of fatigue and weakness flashed in the depths of those crystal eyes.

Zhao Fang understands that Xiaoyou hasn't fully recovered her strength. At the moment, she makes a rash move and adds to her injury.

"Big brother..." Xiaoyou was about to say something. Suddenly, her little face coagulated and looked at the breach of the immortal array.

"What?"

Zhao Fang asked.

Immediately after, he also noticed that more than a dozen amazing smells were approaching quickly.

The monks at the scene finally noticed that there was a breath approaching, but their faces showed a look of ecstasy. They looked at the breach of the immortal array one by one.

Boom ~

The crack of the immortal array seems to be crushed by a huge iron fist. The damaged position is ten times larger than before.

In the roar, more than ten flaming figures broke in.

There are twelve figures, and the breath of each figure is not weaker than the original youdou.

Impressively, they are the existence of more than seven aspects of God.

Among them, the most dignified is the most middle man.

It was an old man in purple, with a long sword on his back, a cold look and a strong fluctuation of sword Qi. It was vaguely similar to the sword Qi of Jian Xiu.

"Shizu!"

"Martial uncle!"

The surviving monks spoke with joy.

"You're all that's left?"

A Dao Xiu who turned into a god eight times frowned. He glanced through the crowd and couldn't find his disciples. Even his breath disappeared.

He knew that his disciples were likely to encounter accidents, but he still took some chances.

"Elder, look there!"

A friar pointed to a group of flower carvings not far away.

"All Taoist brothers have been turned into flower carvings by the dark pocket of the Ming family."

The monk said, glancing vaguely at Zhao Fang.

"Sword!"

The elder sword cultivator felt the breath of sword cultivation and was attached to a seven immortal weapon. His face changed slightly.

"Where's your body?" he asked as he tried to repair his injury by injecting a trace of pure sword Qi into the sword repair baby.

Sword repair's injury is too serious. Even if he gets help, he doesn't mean to wake up.

The sword monk looked at the remaining monks in the field with sharp eyes.

Some friars were frightened and quickly bowed their heads. Some friars who had made friends with the sword came forward to tell the story of the first war just now.

"So, the sword used the soul of the ghost sword? And was attacked by the youdou, so he was seriously injured?"

"Why are you still intact when Jian'er encounters this? If Jian'er hadn't stood up and used the soul of ghost sword, you losers would have died..."

The elder swordsman had a hot temper and cold eyes. He was so frightened that the friars were cold that they didn't dare to see it.

Even the strong men of God who came with him did not open their mouth to persuade.

As we all know, the old sword repairman is angry because he was seriously injured. Now he will only be defeated by him if he persuades him.

Although they are confident, they are not sure to deal with a sword repair power in anger.

"I didn't expect that the magnificent nether city has become the base station for the invasion of the Ming nationality. Xin Kui, we will experience nearby. Otherwise, the army of the Ming nationality will sweep all the cities in the whole area of the Dragon hunting field."

Dao Xiu has a calm face.

His eyes turned to Zhao Fang and Xiaoyou.

These two people are the strangest existence in the audience.

One was just a baby, but the other was still seriously injured. They all survived. Moreover, from the words of the disciple just now, it seems that they have made a lot of efforts in the battle.

"Who are you?" Dao Xiu had a bad attitude. His disciples died in this battle. Naturally, they were in a bad mood.

"How do you feel?" Zhao Fang asked Xiaoyou.

"OK."

Xiaoyou smiled.

The two men's attitude of being like nobody else completely angered Dao Xiu and other strong men.

"Presumptuous!"

"How dare you despise this seat and seek death!"

Dao Xiu's eyes sank. He was about to do it, but he suddenly stopped. His ears moved slightly. He looked at a monk and his eyes flickered.

Not only he, but also other incarnation friars received the message.

There is only one sentence: don't be careless, adults. Youdou is planted in the little girl's hand.

"Huashen jiuzhong, or even youdou, the strong man of the nether family, who may return to emptiness half a step, was planted in the little girl's hand?"

Dao Xiu and other magical powers showed surprise in his eyes. When he looked at Xiaoyou again, he was much more cautious.

Because they all noticed that they couldn't see through her.

The sword repairman turned his eyes and stared at the hidden sword in Zhao Fang's hand. His eyes burst with a touch of pure light and said, "boy, show me this sword."

"Jiandao friend Jianying is seriously injured. If you don't hurry to recuperate for him, you may be in danger of life," Zhao Fang said.

"I don't need you to teach me how to act!"

The sword repairman's eyes sank, his eyes flashed, and he no longer hid: "it's a waste for such a fairy sword to fall on your hand. Hand it in, and your ciwang level fairy medicine!"

Zhao Fang's teeth are cold.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly respected sword master was so shameless that he wanted to covet his treasures.

"In order to save you losers, Jianxiu and other top talents are all killed or badly hurt in this war. Don't you feel ashamed and don't you think you should take out treasures to repay this kindness?" said the elder Jianxiu.

"What does that have to do with you?"

Zhao Fang sneered. He has never been easy to handle. "It's Kendo friends who helped in the battle just now. What's the matter with you? Moreover, I lent him the sword in his hand."

Originally.

After the battle, he was ready to take back the seven immortal sword.

However, the body of the sword repair was broken, and the sword baby was integrated with the fairy sword. He was embarrassed to ask for it. He even wanted to complete the sword repair and give it to him.

After all, in this battle, the performance of sword repair is indeed very important.

If he hadn't delayed youdou for some time for Xiaoyou's recovery, who would be the winner now.

"Buzzing ~"

The seven immortal sword trembled. The sword repair baby seemed to wake up and spread a wave.