"Get her!"

At the command of the evil face tiger, I don't know when to force the withered middle-aged warrior nearby. With a cold smile, he shoots an arrow at Mei Jing.

Mei Jing saw that it was a candlelight net arrow. Her face changed slightly. She pushed her lightness skill to the limit and shot it out.

But the arrows are faster.

Hum!

The candle sky snare arrow chased ten meters away, suddenly split and turned into a huge blood net ten feet wide, whistling towards Meijing.

"A flash of inspiration!"

Knowing that she couldn't avoid it, Mei Jing clenched her teeth, her whole body was blue and boiling, and she faced the blood net with a sword.

Sonorous!

Mars splashed all over the place, and the second-class sword was bent violently, but it could not penetrate the big bloody net.

Wheeze!

As soon as the net was closed, Mei Jing was trapped in it and fell to the ground.

The evil face tiger falls back to the ground and looks at Mei Jing, who is still struggling, with a grim smile:

"a candle Tianluo net arrow, worth 22 thousand yuan stone. I will get all these yuan stones back from you! "

Cold hum a, evil face tiger wave way: "catch them, we leave here. If they dare to resist, they will break their tendons and tendons. Anyway, they are the martial artists of spirit spinning territory, and they will recover soon. "

"Yes!"

Hearing this, several martial artists in the Jianghu sneered and walked to the trapped Linglong hall disciple step by step.

Mei Jingyuan's Qi moves to the extreme. He wants to shake the candlelight snare. Unfortunately, the candlelight snare doesn't know what material it is made of, but it can reflect the vitality. Not only does it not shake the big net, but it makes him numb all over.

The situation is desperate.

At this time, a howl came from far to near, and a figure appeared over the valley.

"Linglong hall disciple!"

Evil face tiger and others saw the figure over the valley, and their faces changed slightly.

Luo Feng glanced into the valley, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't speak. He drew a knife and cut it.

Wheeze!

A huge Sabre light came out of the sky and opened a cold curtain between the heaven and the earth. Several Jianghu martial artists who were close to Meijing had just opened their mouths and their bodies were swallowed by the sabre light. And their original position, more than a ten meter long knife mark, deep not to see the bottom.

"It's senior brother Luofeng!"

"Senior brother Luofeng!"

Seeing Luo Feng, these exquisite hall disciples who are in desperate situation, they look excited and almost cry with joy.

It's a bright future. If Luo Feng doesn't show up, they will surely fall into the hands of these Jianghu bandits. It's hard to die at that time.

At the time of talking, the voice of breaking the air rose again, and Xia Yunjing and Lin Yueer appeared one after another.

Seeing Luo Feng and others, the martial artists in the valley, their faces changed dramatically.

"Big brother, what can I do now?"

The haggard middle-aged warrior licked his lips.

The evil face tiger's face is also very ugly. In front of him, there are five exquisite hall disciples with strong breath, especially the young girl in front of him. He has been wandering the Jianghu for many years, and he can see at a glance that he must be the six most powerful martial arts in the spiritual environment! Any one of them is enough to kill all of them.

Take a deep breath, the evil face tiger calms down, the voice is low: "what are you afraid of? Even if they are the seven heavy warriors in the spirit circle, they can't fight against the candlelight snare. You look for an opportunity to kill them all! "

"Yes!"

Haggard middle-aged eyes flashed sharp awn, nodded.

Luofeng several people landed beside Meijing several people.

"Are you all right?" Luo Feng asked.

Mei Jing shook her head and said, "thank you very much for coming to help me. If it wasn't for you, we would all Elder martial brother, be careful! "

Mei Jing's face changed before she had finished speaking.

In the field of vision, a red blood arrow is flying towards Luofeng. It's faster than before. It turns into a huge blood net in the air.

Luo Feng has a keen sense. Everyone in the valley is under his control. He will directly cut off the bloody net.

"Senior brother, no!"

Mei Jing knows the dread of the candlelight snare. Unless she is the eight heavy warrior in the spiritual circle, she will never destroy the candlelight snare.

Unfortunately, the changes of things are all between the lightning and flint, and the blood color is so big that they are swept to everyone's eyes in a flash.

"Broken!"

Luofeng's body sank, and he chopped it with a knife.

"I can't help myself. Four more top-notch goods have been sent here, which is cheaper for us. "

In the distance, the evil face, the tiger face, sneers.

Wheeze!

In a flash of the sword light, the sound of cracking silk sounded. Emperor Yan's sky breaking sword easily tore the candle sky net.

"What!"

The spirit of evil face tiger was shocked, and the smile on his face immediately solidified.

A knife cut open the candlelight net. Luo Feng looked back at Mei Jing. "What did you say just now, younger martial sister?"

Seeing the broken bloody net on the ground, several disciples of the exquisite hall were stunned at the moment, including Mei Jing.

Let them have no resistance to the candlelight snare, even so vulnerable!

"Elder martial brother Luofeng, what kind of spirit soldier is your sword?"

Mei Jing is well-informed and soon calms down. Her eyes fall on the Emperor Yan sky breaking sabre in Luo Feng's hands.

Wheeze!

Luo Feng cut the blood net on Mei Jing's body with a knife and said, "Emperor Yan breaks the heaven knife, five kinds of spirit soldiers."

"Wupin lingbing!"

Hearing this, several exquisite palace disciples took a breath. Mei Jing stood up and said with a smile, "no wonder you can cut open the candlelight net."

Xia Yunjing's eyes flickered for a while, and he looked at the emperor's Yan sky breaking Dao with some envy. Her xuanjing bow was painstakingly obtained, and it was only the third level lingbing.

Luo Feng cut off another candlelight net and looked at the evil face tiger. Leng Dao:

"how dare you think of my Linglong hall disciple? I think you are ready to bear the consequences."

The evil face tiger was swept by Luo Feng's eyes. He felt a chill rushing to his head. He regretted it very much. He never expected that there would be such treasures as Wupin lingbing in the young hands.

Run!

Without a moment's hesitation, the evil face tiger stepped on, and the figure turned into a streamer, flying to the distance.

Even the biggest Assassin's mace, Tianluo net, is useless. There is only one way to die.

"Brother Luofeng, you can't let him leave!" Nan Xuan said angrily.

"It's natural."

Luo Feng nodded his head and stepped forward. Emperor Yan's sky breaking sword cut out a red light.

Poop!

The huge sword light flashed in the middle of the sky, and the clouds in the sky were separated.

As soon as the body shakes, the body protecting vigorous Qi and body of the evil face tiger running out for thousands of kilometers are divided into two parts and sprayed with blood.

"One second!"

Mei Jing's eyes were slightly shaken. Although she knew that Luo Feng was very strong, she didn't expect to be so strong. The five peak warriors in lingxuanjing were killed with one stroke. There is no such strength in the six medium-term martial arts of the common spirit spinning environment. I'm afraid that only the six peak martial artists of spirit spinning environment can do it!

"Ah! The boss is dead, run

Seeing that the evil face tiger was killed by a knife, those Jianghu bandits who were just arrogant were scared to be faceless. They all used lightness skills to scatter birds and beasts.

"Kill." Luo Feng spits out a word coldly.

"Yes, senior brother."

Mei Jing and others were humiliated just now. They had already moved their heart to kill them. Hearing this, they immediately went out with their swords.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

In an instant, the whole valley was full of Qi and strength. One by one, Jianghu bandits fell into a pool of blood.

Within ten breaths, the battle is over.

The valley is full of corpses of Jianghu bandits.

Dozens of Jianghu bandits, one third of them were stabbed in one piece and two pieces, dead without any body; one third of their heads were pierced, leaving a fist sized blood hole on their forehead, but strangely, there was no blood left. The rest of them were all mutilated and covered with sword marks.

Clang!

After the sword was drawn in, Luo Feng walked to the other side of the valley. With a move, the body of the withered middle-aged warrior flew up. A huge crossbow and a storage ring were sucked into the air.

As soon as soul power sweeps, Luo Feng takes out three blood colored arrows from the storage ring. The arrows are the size of fists.

Looking at these arrows, Luo Feng's eyes moved.

Just now, he also felt the strangeness of the bloody big net. The sword gang was even bounced off. If it wasn't for Emperor Yan to break the sky, it would be hard to cut off.

"It's a candle heaven net arrow. It's a secret treasure of the blood devil sect. Zhutianluo net is made of the demon pill of candlelight Tianshi and the web of blood yuan spider. It can reflect the vitality of the warrior. It is hard to break the eight kinds of martial arts in the spirit circle. Of course, if there is such a treasure as Wupin lingbing, it can be cut off directly. "

Xia Yunjing's voice sounded nearby.