Six Hundred and Twenty Ninth Chapter Secretly Help

Someone secretly assisted, and the three-day moon slash of the two Jindan real people was blessed, and transformed into a sun-moon wheel slash, greatly increasing its power.

Five half-moon curved red and blue scimitars.

Puff puff puff puff, five in a row.

Accurate and accurate, the five half-moon scimitars slashed at the same part of the blood shield one after another.

Even if Luo Pengfei is an ancient demon with powerful strength, after the Banyue scimitar slashed at the same part with five blessings, he still powerfully broke through the blood shield in front of him, and hit the cross in front of him with a bang. Crossed arms.

The blood was in full bloom, and Luo Pengfei's arms were bloody and bloody. The half-moon curved scimitar cut a heavy wound about a foot long and an inch deep.

The huge slashing force caused Luo Pengfei's huge body to lean back slightly, his legs suddenly squatted on the ground, and he shouted "Oh", Luo Pengfei's body sank slightly, and he stood firmly on the deck. On the ground, he did not fly away from the slash.

As soon as the two real people made their achievements, many monks on the deck burst into loud cheers: "Good."

Immediately after the curved scimitar, the black and white Yin-Yang Diagram of True Essence circled and also flew towards it.

Luo Pengfei was upset when he heard the clamor from the monks on the deck. He let out a cold snort, and swung the dark and red giant sword with both hands.

Compared with the sun and moon wheel cut, the strength of the black and white yin and yang diagram is more than a little bit worse.

The huge sword fell with a single blow, and the huge real energy was activated, and the yin and yang diagram was blown away and dissipated in the air, without hurting Luo Pengfei at all.

Luo Pengfei, who cut down the Yin-Yang diagram with one sword, threw both hands, and the huge sword was thrown into the air. He made a spinning motion in the air with both hands, and the huge sword body spun quickly in the air, turning into a dark red compass.

Before the four Jindan masters could attack again, Luo Pengfei pointed forward with both hands, and the compass formed by the giant sword was already circling and flying towards the foundation cultivators on the deck.

Li Yuncong's heart moved, and he roared: "Three talents in formation."

No matter who helped them just now, since someone made a move secretly, they probably wouldn't stand by and watch.

The monks on the deck reacted abruptly. Formation of three and three quickly form a whole.

He Xiongjie only felt a sudden shock on his body, a large traction force was launched, he raised his head to the sky with a roar, and with a movement of the flying sword in his hand, a huge lightsaber, a shining silver lightsaber, fell from the sky. Blessed on his flying sword. With a flick of the flying sword, he flew away to face the black and red giant sword compass.

"Bang bang bang...", the two groups of light and shadow made a series of clashing sounds in the air, and the huge energy flow scattered and flew in all directions, splashing like sharp swords.

Amidst the sound of impact, there was a bang, and the lightsaber He Xiongjie issued couldn't hold it at first. After being smashed by the black and red compass, Feijian returned to Luo Pengfei's hand with a whimper.

The attack of the black and red compass slowed down a bit, but it still spun and attacked.

I don't know if He Xiongjie can manipulate the battle formation like Zhong Xiaohao. Once again, before the compass attack came, the monks on the deck propped up their own defensive armor in twos and threes.

Fortunately, after the black and red compass was resisted by the lightsaber, its power was slightly reduced. The compass swept over, although it brought up patches of blood. Many monks were beheaded, but no monk was fatally injured. Most of the time it was because the cut skin was torn apart and there was a lot of bleeding.

A slight smile appeared on Luo Pengfei's face, and he stretched out his hand to make a move. The black and red compass spun again, carrying traces of a monk's blood, and flew back into his big hand. With a clang, it turned into the prototype of a giant sword.

With the giant sword in hand, a smile appeared on Luo Pengfei's face, shaking the sword body.

Following his shaking movements, all the monks suddenly discovered that there was a deep groove in the spine of the giant sword, and bright red blood was flowing in the groove.

The blood flowed into Luo Pengfei's palm along the hilt of the sword, and then quickly flowed to his arms that were cut by the sun and moon wheel.

Amidst Luo Pengfei's loud laughter, his injured arms healed quickly. In an instant, they were back to their original state.

"Blood-devouring Demon Sword", a monk exclaimed: "This is the Blood-devouring Demon Sword."

Luo Pengfei raised his injured arms, took a closer look, and found that the wounds had healed, the blood-red skin glowed with blood, and there was no trace of injury. Blood Demon Sword, hahaha, you stupid pigs are just my blood bank, hahaha..."

The monks on the deck were all devastated.

Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong looked at each other, their hearts sank.

The devil Luo Pengfei is not only super powerful in attack, but also has the ability to regenerate by devouring blood. As he himself said, the foundation-building monks on the deck are likely to be the nourishment for his rebirth, so how can he fight?

After Luo Pengfei laughed out loud, his smile suddenly faded away, he raised a finger, and gently swayed it from side to side around his mouth: "You guys, no, I'll stop here today, be careful, I'm here, take the trick."

When the word "received moves" came out, Wei'an's body rushed up suddenly, and his thick thighs stepped out in the air.

Two-handed sword.

Cross your hands together.

There are also hands stretching a bow and drawing an arrow, one front and one back, raising blood-red fists, bringing a burst of blood, and attacking wildly and unparalleled.

The targets of the attack were Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong, who were the strongest.

The devil's six hands activated, striding across the sky, coming menacingly.

The two main targets of attack, Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong, did not dare to be negligent. They changed their positions and stretched out their hands with one hand. The talismans of life appeared in each of their hands, and they used their skills to fight against the devil.

Jin Li and Jindan early-stage monks did not refine their talisman, moved their bodies, and moved out of the way a little, clearing the battlefield in the air, allowing the three of them to fight.

Li Yuncong held a white jade bottle of suet on the palm of his hand.

The jade bottle is about one foot high, with a snow-white body, painted with ink landscapes, flowers, birds, insects and fish, with a slender mouth and a few willow branches inserted.

Ying Xuanhu held a purple gourd in his hand, the gourd was more than a foot long, and there were bright red threads on the body of the gourd.

The two real people know each other well, have been fighting the enemy together for many years, and they have the same mind, and they have already activated the power of the magic weapon without communicating with each other.

Magic weapon, see magic weapon again.

I have seen the power of Bai Yaoye's natal magic weapon, the Yin-Yang Universe Mirror. Sun Hao was full of curiosity about the talisman of the Jindan cultivator, but he didn't know what magical effect the magic weapon of the two real people would have.

With a movement in his heart, the clothes on Sun Hao's chest moved automatically without any wind, and his collar was slightly opened. Under the collar, a yin and yang mirror loomed.

Li Yuncong dragged the bottle with his left hand, quickly grabbed the willow branch at the mouth of the bottle with his right hand, and pulled it out suddenly.

A willow branch brings out a drop of dark water from a white jade bottle. With a flick of the branch, the water droplets flew towards Luo Pengfei, the demon leader who was flying towards him.

The dark water droplet is inconspicuous, but every monk who sees it feels as if he has seen a mountain. It is obviously just a drop of dark water drop, but it gives people an extremely solemn texture.

Ying Xuanhu pulled out the stopper of the gourd and pointed it at Luo Pengfei. There are also words in the mouth. Suddenly, the little gourd was covered in flames, and a jet of black flame rushed out, spraying non-stop, followed by the black water droplets and burned over.

The two real people, Jin and Li, looked at each other and nodded slightly.

If it was just suspicion before, now after seeing the two magic weapons, he can definitely know the identities of Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong.

The mutton fat white jade bottle and the purple light fire gourd are the status symbols of the two of them.

Luo Pengfei's bloody eyes with purple pupils shrank slightly.

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword spun violently. Cut to the dark water droplet.

With clasped hands, a blood-colored shield rippling in front of the body, the blood-glow fists rushed out a punch, rushing into the sea of ​​flames, about to break through the flames of the gourd.

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword was powerful and heavy, but it couldn't cut through small water droplets.

The dark water droplets spun around, nimbly dodged the slash of the Blood-devouring Demon Sword, floated lightly in the air, and came to the top of Luo Pengfei's head.

Inconspicuous drops of water fell on his head. A strange thought welled up in Luo Pengfei's heart, as if what fell was not a drop of water. But a lofty mountain.

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword slashed through the air with its sword, and the castration was not complete. Luo Pengfei raised his hands and quickly raised the sword body.

He yelled loudly: "Uncle Huang is so heavy, Pengfei has learned the lesson." Amidst the yelling, the huge sword swung across his head and blocked his own head, as if blocking the weight of Wanjun. Hold this drop of dark heavy water.

Li Yuncong, known as the emperor's uncle, was not moved by Luo Pengfei's words. He held the white jade bottle of suet in his hand and muttered, and kept waving the willow branches to drive the power of the magic weapon, adding weight to the heavy water and oppressing Luo Pengfei.

Heavy water, which is as heavy as mountain water.

There is a saying in the classic "Lu Shi Chunqiu": "There are many bald and gall people in light water; there are many squat and gall people in heavy water."

The common heavy water in the mainland is divided into one yuan, two yuan, and three yuan. For every one yuan more, the heavy water will be one part heavier. If it is more than two yuan, it will be as heavy as a mountain.

On the mainland, one-yuan heavy water is quite rare, and two-yuan heavy water is already a rare thing. Li Yuncong's refining heavy water is the magic weapon of his life, at least it is more than two-yuan. Two-yuan heavy water is activated by secret techniques, producing boundless power to oppress Luo Pengfei .

How powerful is Luo Pengfei?

But there is the peerless divine power to lift the golden shark alive.

However, Luo Pengfei was not relaxed under the heavy water of duality. He held the sword in both hands and held the heavy water, but he couldn't stand in a stalemate.

The black flame of the fire gourd is also quite difficult to deal with, and the difficulty of Luo Pengfei's blood light fist to penetrate the black flame is not lower than that of the god porpoise.

What made Ying Xuanhu feel a little relieved was that Luo Pengfei didn't casually make the extremely penetrating bloody handprint at this time. If Luo Pengfei really used the bloody handprint to deal with him, Ying Xuanhu didn't think it would be better than the god porpoise. How much better.

Although the blood light fist is powerful, it is much worse than the blood handprint.

Perhaps, there are certain conditions for the blood handprint secret technique to be performed, and Luo Pengfei does not have the conditions at this time, otherwise, he will be in trouble.

Some thoughts flashed through his mind, and in response to Xuanhu Gourd's urging, another black flame rushed out violently, rushing towards Luo Pengfei.

Just at this moment, there seemed to be a bright light flashing in the sky, and a ray of light shone on Luo Pengfei.

Waving his fists, carrying heavy water, and wearing a blood-colored shield, Luo Pengfei was illuminated by the light, as if he was suddenly frozen, and his body couldn't help but pause a little.

At the critical moment, something happened to Luo Pengfei.

Li Yuncong and Ying Xuanhu didn't have time to think about it, the power of the natal magic weapon was instantly driven to the maximum, the binary heavy water, and the dark black flame took the opportunity to attack. (to be continued ~^~)