Although he was scolded by the other party, Lu Xiaotian knew that he was in the wrong, but he did not respond to Luo Ping'er. Now that he was unable to protect himself, there was no way he could control the Haoyin Gourd to kill the enemy. No matter what magic weapon he uses to kill the enemy, he can't contain the murderous intention that breaks out again.
Even if Luo Ping'er scolded him a few times, there was nothing he could do.
Lu Xiaotian ignored the movement in the Lingxi magic conch and continued to suppress the murderous intention in his body.
Luo Ping'er was pampered and well-off, and it would never be possible for her to utter any unpleasant words like a secular market person. After scolding a few times, the other party received no response. Luo Ping'er ran away, then turned around and spoke kindly to Lu Xiaotian in a pleading tone.
But no matter Luo Ping'er scolded or begged, there was always no response from Lu Xiaotian.
Luo Ping'er was almost desperate. If she was caught up by those two waves of people, it would be a fate worse than death.
It was just the instinct of survival that made Luo Ping'er not give up. She still tried her best to escape. After flying hundreds of miles with all her strength, Luo Ping'er also felt a little exhausted. He didn't care if his cloak was blown off by the wind.
After escaping for a while, Luo Ping'er suddenly saw a dark-faced young man sitting cross-legged on an island in the distance. The desperate Luo Ping'er felt ecstatic in her heart. The feeling of surviving from a desperate situation made her heart stop. There was a constant trembling, and it seemed that this guy might not be really heartless.
"Young Master Dongfang is really a sharp-tongued man, and he turned out to be waiting in front of me, which scared me to pieces."
Luo Ping'er only thought that Lu Xiaotian could determine her location because of the authority of the master conch of the Lingxi magic conch. At this time, she smiled happily, and when she spoke, her voice was charming to the core.
Lu Xiaotian's heart suddenly suddenly surged, and a strong restlessness surged from the bottom of his heart. Luo Ping'er's skin was extremely crystal clear, and her body was plump. She was originally a woman who was unique in ten thousand, but after being so deliberately flattered, the size of her chest seemed to be increasing violently. Trembling in his breath, Lu Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, his eyes blood red, scanning Luo Ping'er's charming body like fire.
Luo Ping'er was startled by Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but when she saw the undisguised thoughts in the other person's eyes, Luo Ping'er felt an inexplicable flash of joy in her heart. Originally, this guy who called himself Dongfang was so polite to her, Luo Ping'er even wondered if her charm had declined.
Now it seems that this guy probably still has some thoughts about himself. On the surface, he is well-dressed, but at this time his true nature is exposed, but he feels like a beast exuding evil energy.
"Why are Mr. Dongfang looking at me like this?" Luo Ping'er said in a warm voice, looking very weak.
Lu Xiaotian's breathing was a little heavy, and he took a long breath. People have seven emotions and six desires. Lu Xiaotian is no exception, but he is a very rational guy. Normally, rationality has the upper hand and he is not easily swayed by external objects. However, he has to admit that Luo Ping'er is one of the few people he has ever seen with stunning skills. One, a naturally charming body has its own attraction.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian's body was full of killing intent, and all his energy was spent on suppressing the killing intent in his body. At this time, he was the normally healthy person, and everything seemed normal. Those ordinary hidden dangers were just below the normal level. . Now that the killing intent has broken this balance, other distracting thoughts will naturally burst out. Coupled with Luo Ping'er's charming power, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a little dry. The look in Luo Ping'er's eyes was particularly evil.
"Wu that boy, if you are wise, hurry up and get out of here, otherwise I will tear you apart and torture your soul to death!" At this time, the Seven Sons of Dongxuan were flying over. The old man roared like thunder.
"There's no need to intimidate. I can kill several of these futile boys with one slap."
The leader of the other team, a man with bronze skin and an iron tower-like speed, was not slow at all. After seeing Luo Ping'er's beautiful face and the soul-stirring eyes, he even yelled out of control and held a ball in his hand. A big purple-gold spear penetrated the sky and pierced Lu Xiaotian's head.
The huge spear light is like a blooming demon lotus, cold and strange, and it wants to bite people's lives.
The killing intent of this spear light was like a fuse, instantly detonating the killing intent that was still struggling to be suppressed in Lu Xiaotian's body. The blood-red color in his eyes became more and more intense. Lu Xiaotian looked up to the sky and roared, his murderous intent rising into the sky, blowing the wandering clouds apart like a whirlwind. Several passing monster birds in the sky screamed and fled with flapping wings.
Lu Xiaotian moved and faced the iron tower man's spear light.
Whoosh! The misty flying sword was as elegant as ever, but there was a trace of black light in the elegance, and there was more of a sharp, cold murderous intention that had never been seen in the past.
The ethereal flying sword flashed and cut through the cold spear light. Lu Xiaotian's body was damaged, but the lethality of the spear light was still astonishing, and he headed forward. The Piaomiao Flying Sword had already taken the first step, slashing towards the iron tower man's chest. The speed was so fast and the attack was so fierce that it was even better than before.
Luo Ping'er watched in surprise as the broken spear light hit Lu Xiaotian's body. This was because the power of the flying sword was greatly reduced, and no monk could resist it with his body. Could it be that this guy is crazy? The flying sword seems to have undergone some changes, but its power is obviously stronger.
Clang! Luo Ping'er's seductive beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and the split spear light directly hit the guy's body. The green clothes shattered, revealing the skin that was obviously much whiter than the black face, and the spear light hit the guy. On the body, not even a faint mark was left.
Even though the power of the spear light has been greatly reduced, how strong does this physical body have to be? Luo Ping'er clearly knew that the other party majored in swordsmanship, especially the flying sword that was so elegant and hard to catch. Its attack was sharp and hard to guard against. The other party's cultivation level has reached the late stage of Jindan, and even the extremely powerful Master of Paradise Island was disgraced by Dongfang Bai's flying sword, and could only run away.
The guy who calls himself Dongfang Bai looks very young. Judging from his magical power alone, he is already a natural talent. How could it be that I am still practicing self-cultivation!
But even if Luo Ping'er didn't want to believe it, the spear light striking the opponent in front of her was like striking an indestructible stone. Luo Ping'er couldn't even see the slightest sign of injury on the opponent. It is clear at a glance whether a treasure has been used or not. If it is not physical cultivation, how can one explain the phenomenon in front of him?
It seems that the battle with the master of Paradise Island showed that his swordsmanship was already extraordinary, but it was only the tip of the iceberg of this guy's strength. Luo Ping'er felt mixed emotions in her heart. When she was distracted, the strong man like an iron tower screamed. The protective weapon on his chest was cut through with a sword, and a large amount of blood spurted out. A hint of panic flashed across the Iron Tower Man's face, and he retreated violently. chapter;
