Chapter 5048

"So, the younger martial sister will come out soon?" Leng Yumo cheered up, poured the powder on the wound at will, licked his dry lips, "isn't it just a way to break heaven? There are three elder martial brothers who are abnormal, and the master of Wushang. I don't believe that younger martial sisters can't inherit it! Don't talk about the way of heaven. The sky makes a hole in it. " Yun Ruohan said in a deep voice: "in any case, before the younger martial sister and the third brother come back, we must not take it lightly. Both the Ming Yan army and the Xiaoyao army are members of the younger martial sister's team, as well as the monks. They are the few people who have survived in the world. If you can get less damage, you can get less damage. " After a pause, he said: "Yumo, you always pay attention to protect general Wei. His existence today is more important than us." Leng Yumo nodded. After a brief conversation, the five people met another battle. Leng Yumo looked at the direction of defending the title from time to time from a distance, fighting with the fifth level ghost. It's not that she doesn't want to defend the crown. But they xiaoyaomen five people have been the focus of goblins. If she is too close to the defending crown, not only can she not protect him, but she will draw the attention of the fifth level ghost to the defending crown. Leng Yumo beat back the fifth level ghost with one knife. Her fierce burning flame made a big hole in the ghost's body. The ghost screamed bitterly and wanted to run away. Leng Yumo's Wushang flame formula brings a more terrible spirit fire than Jinwu fire. And it's driven by divine power. Even if it is a fifth level ghost, it will be completely destroyed if it is burned by her. There is no chance to regenerate a lower level ghost. Where does the fifth level ghost dare to fight with Leng Yu Mo again? It turns around and flies like running. At this time, its body has been burned for more than half, and it can be completely annihilated by another blow. The fighting power of a fifth level ghost is equivalent to that of an immortal. If we can have one less, we will have a better chance of winning. So Leng Yumo only thought for a moment, and then he didn't hesitate to catch up. The red lotus soul grabbing sword suddenly becomes the size of the sun blocking the sky. The flame condenses in the blade, flies to the blade tip, and turns into the admiration of Firebird. Puchi! The Firebird flies out and penetrates the body of the fifth level ghost. In the air came the burning sound of flesh and blood that made people sour. In the blink of an eye, a fifth order ghost has completely disappeared. Leng Yumo takes back the long knife, and his chest fluctuates slightly. Her strike seems easy, but she consumes a lot of power. Fortunately, it will take time for the next five level ghost to come and fight in a taxi. However, the next moment, Leng Yumo's face suddenly changed. She suddenly turned around and saw a figure slowly appearing beside the defending champion. Green clothes, ink hair, ice blue eyes, deep and indifferent, looking at everything around, as if there is no emotion. Mo, Qing, Shan! Leng Yumo's pupil suddenly shrinks and opens his mouth to talk. But the sound seems to be stuck in the throat. General Wei... Be careful! Slender beautiful, white slightly sick hand, slowly pressed on the head of the defending crown. The defending champion's eyes were wide open, and there was a look of panic in his red eyes. He felt that a force poured into his sea of knowledge, easily broke through all his defenses, and then... Burst“ Ah, ah, ah --! " The endless pain made the defending champion scream bitterly. The body is soft and falls down.