Chapter 2583

"Pang Xianjun?"

"They are the owners of this flying boat."

"Is there a fairy in this flying boat?" Qin Shuang was surprised.

"How can such a big starship be without Xianjun?" Pan Po Tian looks at Qin Shuang with the eyes of looking at the bumpkin.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Countless friars rushed into the interstellar flying boat, and countless friars were flying towards the interstellar flying boat, like a torrent. Behind them, the huge resentment spirit chased them, two big hands slapped in the middle.

"Pa!"

There was a big slap, and dozens of monks were slapped into powder.

"Pa pa pa..."

Continuous clapping applause, a pile of monks were clapped into powder, blood shot in the void, the sound of that Pa Pa Pa, as if the spirit of resentment was clapping for himself.

"Keng..."

With a loud clang, there seems to be only one voice left between heaven and earth.

Blare!

A common Dao Mang of pitching cuts toward that huge resentment spirit. Xianjun stood on the deck of the flying boat.

Heaven and earth resonate!

It seems that there is nothing else in the whole void, only this Dao mang.

It's just like pitching.

"Hiss..."

There was a gap from the top to the bottom of the great spirit. It was a meal to catch up with the monks.

The friars on the deck were cheering, and the friars who were fleeing in the void were also relieved.

But

The gap cut by pitching is healing in an instant.

"Pa!"

Two huge palms slapped in the air again, and dozens of monks were slapped into powder.

"Good courage!"

The immortal gentleman's face became ugly, and the immortal Dao in his hand was raised slowly. As her immortal Dao was raised slowly, the immortal Dao began to buzz, just like the roar of the dragon. The blade still trembled, shaking out a series of virtual shadows. The Dao became dozens of handles, and with the immortal Dao in his hand raised, the shadow of the Dao was still increasing. When the immortal sword in his hand was raised above the top, it was like a mountain of knives on his head.

"Drink!"

The Immortal King gave a big drink and cut it out with a knife.

"Boom..."

The whole sword mountain collided with the huge resentment spirit in the distance. The resentment spirit grabbed a fist the size of a hill and bombarded the sword mountain.

"Keng Keng..."

The mountain of swords suddenly disintegrated and turned into thousands of long swords. They cut to the spirit of resentment. The sound of swords was all over the world.

Countless knives cut through the huge body of the spirit of resentment. When the sword was gone, the spirit of resentment stood there, and the whole body was like a cracked porcelain, with cracks all over it.

"Click..."

Green sound of fragmentation, the huge resentment of the decomposition into pieces, scattered in the void, and then disappear, leaving no trace.

"Hoo..."

All the friars were relieved and fell down to the StarCraft.

Qinshuang looks at Xianjing, her eyes are burning.

"That's what we immortals should be like!"

"Yes Pan Po Tian also said enviously.

"Mr. Pang is powerful!" The four nine heaven Xuan immortals saluted Pang Xianjun.

"Mr. Pang is powerful!" A group of monks saluted Pang Xianjun one after another.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a huge fist hit Pang Xianjun's head and directly threw Pang Xianjun on the ground. Standing far away, Qin Shuang was stunned to find that the huge resentment spirit didn't know when to appear on the interstellar flying boat and threw Pang Xianjun down with one punch.

"Boom..."

The huge resentment spirit raised a foot and kicked out. Countless friars, including the four nine heaven Xuanxian, were kicked out. Among them, the friar with low cultivation was directly kicked to pieces and fell.

"Keng..."

A bright knife awn rose from the deck and struck the nearby spirit. Then the accumulated sword Gang exploded in the spirit's body, and the huge body split and disappeared on the deck.

Pang Xianjun jumped up from the deck, and the divine sense spread wildly around. The huge pressure brought by the divine sense made other friars stiff. Qinshuang was no exception. The whole person felt that it had become wood, and the pressure was severe.

However, the huge pressure seems to be useless, and there is no trace of resentment.

"Dead?" Pang Xianjun had a light look in his eyes.

However, Qin Shuang felt that the spirit was not dead.

In fact, after Pang Xianjun cut the spirit for the first time, when it reappeared, she could not feel whether the strength of the spirit was weakened by Qin Shuang's cultivation. However, she saw that the spirit seemed to be a little smaller. It seemed Pang Xianjun's attack had an effect on the spirit. But it's not a fatal effect. It takes a lot of water to kill the spirit."The spirit of complaint is a strange creature!"

"Hoo..."

After several scans, Pang Xianjun finally regained his divine sense, and everyone felt relieved. His eyes focused on Pang Xianjun and wanted to praise him. But seeing Pang Xianjun's embarrassed appearance and even the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth one by one and didn't know what to say.

And at this time, in the space behind Pang Xianjun, suddenly stretched out a fist, a fist like a hill, hit Pang Xianjun.

But this time, Pang Xianjun was ready, and his figure disappeared in the same place at the moment when the hill like fist fell down.

"Boom..."

When the fist hit the deck, Pang Xianjun suddenly turned his head and raised his immortal sword, but the spirit of resentment suddenly disappeared on the deck.

Pang Xianjun was angry, and he saw it. This time, the spirit was smaller than before. As long as he could find the spirit, he would kill it sooner or later.

However, although this spirit has a spirit word, it is not a living creature. It is mysterious and can be hidden in space at any time.

How to find it?

All of a sudden, all the friars were in danger.

You can't do without danger!

The strength of such a strong spirit hiding in the star ship, who knows when he appears, and then smash a circle?

Pang Xianjun can survive a blow. How about himself?

What about yourself?

I can't even find a human figure with one punch

An atmosphere of fear spread across the deck.

Qin Shuang is also afraid! Although his noumenon has nine days Xuanxian middle stage, but absolutely can't stand that resentment spirit one punch.

We must find out the spirit!

Qin double heart electricity turn, a light.

"Cough..."

Tension, fear and silence on the deck, Qin Shuang's two cough words have earth shaking effect.

"Shua..."

Everyone's eyes are focused on Qin Shuang. If Qin Shuang's cultivation is lower, maybe he will be stunned by the thousands of eyes full of energy and spirit. Pang Xianjun was angry, and his eyes were especially sharp. Qin Shuang's face showed a sincere smile and said:

"if you can trust me, don't move. Let me try."

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