Chapter 7112: ink cloud soaring 4

However, in the moment when the sixth thunder roar was about to fall to Mo Yun, suddenly, a strange figure rushed out of the martial arts arena, and then, I saw thousands of cold beams appearing out of thin air. , shot out towards the ink cloud in the distance. Facing this sudden change, Leng Xuan's heart sank, and his eyes immediately became cold. "Stop him." As soon as his voice fell, the elder Gu Jun and all the powerhouses in the Nine Heavens Holy Palace and Tenglong Palace quickly flew up and rushed over to Mo Yun, blocking those attacks. Leng Xuan, accompanied by Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie, appeared in front of the sneak attack. After seeing the face of the other party clearly, Leng Xuan's face turned cold, and he said coldly, "So it's you."

   The other party sneered and did not reply, but just glanced at Moyun from time to time. "Why is he here?" Ling Xuejiu frowned secretly, with a hint of anger in his eyes. Leng Xuan shook his head, he did not expect the dead wood Taoist to appear here. Since the last time, the dead wood Taoist was injured by him with a reverse-blade gun, and he has not appeared again. In any case, the sudden appearance of Daoist Dead Wood gave Leng Xuan a sense of crisis. After all, the other party is a semi-immortal powerhouse, and among the people present, only the Mahayana powerhouse is there. As for Feng Lie, this time he did not come to the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. Leng Xuan glanced at Mo Yun, who was still resisting the thunder tribulation, and said, "You go to protect Senior Mo, and I will deal with this guy." Hearing this, Ling Xuejiu immediately shook his head and said, "No, your current body is not suitable for you. Let's do it." The words fell, and without waiting for Leng Xuan to say more, she had already moved her body and launched an attack on the dead wood Taoist.

   Seeing Ling Xuejiu approaching, the dead wood Taoist sneered, his figure flashed, and instantly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already behind Ling Xuejiu. "Be careful." Leng Xuan's expression changed, and he quickly reminded. However, no matter how fast his voice was, it was not as fast as Daoist Dead Wood. I saw the dead wood Taoist raised his hand, and the cold light flickered, hitting Ling Xuejiu's back fiercely. With a spurt of blood, Ling Xuejiu's body immediately fell down. Fortunately, Li Mengjie shot in time and caught Ling Xuejiu's body. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but sigh, although Ling Xuejiu's cultivation has recovered to the late Mahayana stage, but compared with the semi-immortal powerhouse, there is still a big gap. Among so many people present, apart from him, I am afraid that no one is the opponent of Daoist Withered Wood. Thinking of this, he turned his eyes, looked at the Medicine King outside the hall, and nodded to him without leaving a trace.

   Facing Leng Xuan's direct gaze, how could Yao Wang not know what he meant. With a sigh in his heart, a ray of light flashed in his hand, and he threw it at Leng Xuan. The latter reached out and grabbed it, and immediately took the light in his hand. When the light faded, the reverse-blade spear appeared again. "Leng Xuan, don't." Leng Xuan turned his head, looked at Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie's pleading eyes, and smiled slightly, "It's alright." After he finished speaking, he put the only trace of truth in his dantian. All the air was injected into the reverse blade gun.

  In an instant, he only felt a burst of intense pain rushing through his body, and the seal on his dantian was immediately loosened by this severe pain. Feeling the inexhaustible infuriating energy, Leng Xuan's spirit was shaken, he let out a long whistle, and attacked Daoist Dead Wood.