Hua Tong said: "Then get rid of him quickly, and then continue to hunt Su Bujin and the others."
"Leave this to me!" Yang Lan was full of fighting spirit. The fiery flame spear in his hand burst into blazing flames, and his breath slowly rose.
Huatong glanced at him and said, "Yang Lan, this Li Cheng Tomb is difficult to deal with. Don't embarrass the gods."
"Huatong, shut up. Do you think I am your family? I can't fail to deal with such a little true immortal!"
After the words fell, Yang Lan suddenly rushed towards Li Cheng's tomb on Yanfenglang.
"Let's see if your sword is stronger or my spear is stronger!" Yang Lan stabbed out with a spear, and the flames of the Fierce Flame Spear turned into a giant python, opened its bloody mouth, and bit into Li Cheng's tomb with ferocious force.
Li Cheng Tomb was not afraid in the face of danger. With a wave of his sleeves, countless primitive sword energy swept out and tore the flame python apart in an instant.
"Some strength, but unfortunately it's not enough." The next moment, Yang Lan came to Li Cheng's tomb, and the flaming spear in his hand stabbed Li Cheng's tomb directly in the face.
What Yang Lan didn't notice was that Li Cheng's hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Stab!
The Divine Sword Time and Space was unsheathed, and a blue sword light slashed out, meeting Yang Lan.
"Something's wrong!" Just such a blue sword light brought Yang Lan a huge sense of crisis, and Yang Lan subconsciously avoided it.
The blue sword light passed by Yang Lan and hit a true immortal who was watching the battle from behind.
The strange thing is that after this true immortal was hit, he didn't have any wounds or any pain.
"Is this also called a sword?"
The immortals couldn't help but sneered when they saw this. This was the first time they saw a sword that couldn't hurt anyone. This was really ridiculous.
The next moment, the laughter of the immortals stopped abruptly.
I saw that the body of the true immortal who was hit began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became a decrepit old man.
"My body." The unlucky true immortal felt his withered and thin body with a look of horror on his face. What frightened him the most was that both his appearance and physical strength were in a state of exhaustion.
Seeing this scene, the immortals watching the battle were frightened and dispersed for fear of being infected.
"What kind of ability is this?" Yang Lan's heart trembled, and she was also a little scared. If she had been hit by this sword just now, the consequences would be disastrous.
At this moment, the same sense of crisis emerged again. Yang Lan suddenly turned around, and another blue sword light struck him.
"No!" Yang Lan didn't dare to face the sword light head on. If he turned into an old man, it would be better to kill him directly. Yang Lan immediately dodged and avoided the blow.
However, before Yang Lan could recover, the blue sword light actually turned a corner, turned around and came back, as if it had locked onto Yang Lan.
"Damn it! What is the origin of this sword, and how can it be so weird!" Yang Lan did not dare to stop, riding the Yanfeng Wolf at high speed, while the blue sword light was chasing behind him.
One after the other, the distance between the two continues to shrink.
Just when Yang Lan was helpless, a delicate-looking woman in white appeared, holding a mirror, which actually blocked the blue sword light.
Click!
The mirror absorbed the blue sword light, and immediately began to tremble violently. There was a crisp sound, and the surface of the mirror was instantly covered with cracks.
"I'm sorry, old friend." Mi Si looked at the broken heart mirror that had been with her for many years in her hand, and caressed it gently with a look of reluctance in her eyes.
Yang Lan was relieved when the blue sword light was dealt with, but when he saw that it was Mi Si who helped him block the blow, he did not appreciate it and instead cursed angrily: "Who used you to attack? You have nothing to do." Bar!"
Seeing this, Huatong mocked and said: "Young Master Yang is really good at allowing His Royal Highness the Princess of the Shenyu Palace to protect you like this. Oh, isn't this the breast mirror used by the disciples of the Divine Jade Palace to protect their lives? Your Highness Mi Si is really willing to give it up. If it were me, I wouldn't use such a precious thing on a heartless and unreasonable man, it would be such a waste."
Yang Lan glared at Hua Tong coldly and said angrily: "Hua Tong, shut your stinky mouth!"
Not to be outdone, Huatong said: "My temper is getting louder now. Why didn't I lose my temper when I was chased by a sword just now?"
Yang Lan said angrily: "That's because that kid's methods are too weird. I don't want to force him to do it. If you have the ability, let him fight me with real swords and guns. If he can take my three moves, I will fight with you." surname!"
Huatong sneered: "Really? What about others?"
Only then did Yang Lan realize that Li Cheng's tomb had already disappeared. She was so angry that she cursed: "Damn it, you cowardly young man took advantage of this gap to sneak into the holy mountain. Don't let me catch you. I will definitely do it if I catch you." I’ll cut you into pieces with a thousand knives!”
Huatong continued to taunt: "I don't know what Mr. Yang's strength is, but he has the ability to speak cruelly. Among the people present, if you say second, no one dares to say first. Your Highness Mi Si, please tell me. , what do you like about this guy? If you are short of a man, you can tell me. There are many young talents in our Immortal Army Hall. Why do you have to find such a crooked melon and split jujube? I will pick a good one for you later. I’ll let you test it.”
Mi Si put away the broken breast mirror and said calmly: "Fellow Hua Taoist, have you gone too far just now? If it is just to compete for opportunities, opportunities are things that have no owner, and Gu Yuanzhou is located in the Milky Way. , it doesn’t belong to the heavens, nor does it belong to the underworld, so why shouldn’t people from the underworld come here? We all just rely on our abilities, why bother to kill them all.”
Huatong smiled disdainfully and said: "Misi, if you are from the Immortal Army Palace, you will be kicked out if you can't stay for more than half a day. Just accept your disgusting Holy Mother Heart and wait until the creatures of the underworld put their knives on you." I hope they can be so kind to you when it comes to your neck.”
After saying that, Huatong turned to look at the immortals present, and his loud voice resounded in everyone's ears: "Listen carefully, Su Bujin and other remnants of the underworld have entered the holy mountain. If anyone can kill Kill an immortal from the underworld, and our Immortal Army Palace will give you a level 3 artifact!"
As soon as the words "third-level artifact" came out, the eyes of all the immortals present became intense.
There are quite a few immortals present, but there are very few who possess third-level artifacts.
A true immortal's head can be exchanged for a level three artifact, which is so worth it.
Huatong continued: "If anyone can kill Su Bujin, our Immortal Army Palace will give you a level 4 artifact!"
Level 4 artifact!
"Let's go! Hurry and kill Su Bujin!"
"There are so many of us, I'm sorry even Su Bujin is no match for her!"
"Quick! Don't let them escape!"
"."
The immortals who had been ready to move could no longer hold back and rushed into the passage one after another.
(End of chapter)
