Hearing Dai mubai's words, Qian Xun Ji's face changed wildly. However, without waiting for him to make any response, the Phoenix in four directions suspended above him suddenly made a clear and crisp sound, and then the fiery flame of the Phoenix converged and turned into a long dark red arrow burning with fire.

Then in Qian Xun Ji's startled eyes, the dark red arrow fell from the sky and directly penetrated him. The red phoenix flame burned from Qianxun Ji, and soon turned him into a pile of ashes, leaving only a few pieces of soul bones with different colors and colors left in the ashes.

Wu Hun Temple Pope thousand seek disease, fall!

The four flaming phoenixes in the air gathered together again. Then Ma Hongjun's figure fell from the sky. When he was about to fall to the ground, he was caught by a blue silver emperor thrown out by Tang San and landed safely.

Ma Hongjun looked pale at qiandaoliu, who had been turned into ashes. He said powerlessly: "although the ninth soul skill is domineering, the demand for soul power is too great. Once it is put into practice, all the remaining soul power in the body will be drained directly

I don't know if there will be any chance to reduce the consumption of soul power of the ninth soul skill in the future. Otherwise, it will be too painful to do so every time. "

"Master Xiao should have a way," Ning Rongrong suddenly said, "when I practiced the distraction control method, master Xiao passed me a method to reduce the consumption of soul power. I just don't know if you can use it or not."

"When we go back to ask Shigong," Xiaowu said with a smile and eager to try, "now Qianxun Ji is killed by us, and the Pope's temple is burned by us. Why don't we overturn the Presbyterian hall together?"

"Little dance," Tang San Wen Yan quickly held the dance, but said: "we had a fight before, the consumption of soul power is not small, burning the Pope's hall has been OK, if we go to the Presbyterian hall, what should we do in case of encountering thousands of streams?"

Tang San is still very afraid of qiandaoliu. After all, he is one of the three most famous extreme duels. Before Xiao Tian's appearance, he was known as invincible in the sky. Even his great ancestor Tang Chen narrowly won qiandaoliu's half move only by using the random Cape hammer.

In their present state, the odds of winning against thousands of streams are extremely slim.

What's more, they have just killed Qianxun Ji. If they encounter qiandaoliu, it's hard to guarantee that qiandaoliu will send out more than their own strength under their fury. At that time, they will all be left in the Wuhun city!

"Xiao San said it well," Oscar nodded and said in a positive tone: "Xiaowu, we are not in a good state now. If we encounter a strong enemy again, it is difficult to guarantee that we can retreat completely. Let's withdraw from Wuhun city first. Anyway, our task has been completed.

As for the Presbyterian hall, there will be a chance to break through the Wuhun city again, and then take advantage of the situation to overturn the hall of elders. "

Small dance smell speech some unwilling to nod, she is not a person without sense of propriety, before just see the situation can do, the heart suddenly raised such an idea.

Since Tang San and others are against it, she will not make trouble without reason and force the people to attack the hall of elders.

"Let's go first," Tang San looked at the eight elders of the Presbyterian hall lying on the ground outside the Pope's hall. He threw out several pieces of silver and tied them together. Then he said to Xiaowu and others.

A group of ten people walked in the direction of coming without any hesitation.

However, before they took a few steps, a sword light split out from the location of the elder's hall, and at the same time, a cold female voice sounded --

"come to my martial spirit City, do you want to leave easily?"