"Old man Songfeng," Ding Luan smiled, but his tone was contemptuous, "You are like a person who is not a human or a ghost. If I were you, I would have been hiding away long ago. You are still as proud as something, and you are not afraid of jokes from all over the world!"

Ding Luan looked gentle and gentle, but he was extremely rude to speak. No matter how many people of Songfeng were scolded, he was also angry at this time and sneered: "The monks in the world are joked about it? Women named Ding, do you pull them out and scold me? What are you talking about here!"

"You are the one who always likes nonsense, not me." Ding Luan always smiled, "You really think of those children as the number one cultivator of Tianji? I have seen myself feel good, but I have never seen such good feelings as you. Not to mention the distance, let's see if the Qin boy in front of me takes you seriously!"

Qin Xi smiled bitterly when he heard this. Although he had long been a grudge with Master Songfeng, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could escape from the eyes of the late Nascent Soul cultivator with his own strength. Now he wanted to use the presence of three Nascent Soul cultivators to dilute his presence. This senior Ding is better, and he pushed him out to attract Master Songfeng's attention.

However, he couldn't say that Ding Luan was not wrong. Ding Luan was worthy of his willingness to protect him for the sake of Jing and Daojun.

Master Songfeng couldn't see clearly the figure hidden in the black air, but his eyes glanced at him fiercely, and then said, "Part Ding, stop talking nonsense. Since you don't want to give in, don't blame me for taking ruthless actions!"

As he said that, his whole person merged into the black air and suddenly attacked the three of them.

Although they were despised in words, the three of them did not dare to underestimate them in the face of Master Songfeng's attack. Ding Luan, Feng Xiao and Xiao retreated at the same time, using teleportation techniques and sacrificial weapons. The magic weapons of the couple were all musical instruments. Ding Luan held the zither and Feng Xiao held the flute, and instantly spread out a thick net of music.

Master Songfeng's black aura seemed fierce, but was stopped by this Le.com.

Seeing this, Taoist Ji smiled slightly, took out a huge wine gourd from his arms, took a sip, and suddenly opened his mouth, and the wine in his mouth was like an arrow, which also sprayed towards the black air of the pine wind.

Master Songfeng suddenly retreated as he restrained his demonic energy. Although he was arrogant and cruel, he was not a self-respecting person. He said he looked down on the phoenix fairy couple, but he knew in his heart that the couple had good cultivation and had a very tacit understanding of their cooperation. His fighting skills were not inferior to those of late-stage monks, so he could not take it lightly.

What's more, there is a Taoist Ji next to him. Taoist Ji is quite unspeakable. Some people even say that he is a mute at all, but when he starts, he is extremely sharp. He often sets up hidden stakes silently, causing people to fall into it without realizing it.

Therefore, although he spoke arrogantly, he did not dare to be arrogant and was extremely cautious.

However, since he had already taken action, there was no reason to stop. When he saw Master Songfeng retreating, Ding Luan, Feng and Xiao bullied themselves up. The sound of the flute changed, and the sound of the piano was arguing. The music, which was originally as tall as the thick earth in the yellow sky, became sonorous and intense, shocking.

Qin Xi was excited by the sound of the piano and flute, and felt that the spiritual energy in his body was surging and could hardly control it. He immediately stabilized his mind and guided the spiritual energy back with all his heart.

"Hmph! A trick of eagle!" Master Songfeng snorted coldly, and a black object suddenly flew out of the black air, with a very fast speed and suddenly smashed towards Luanfeng and the others.

As soon as the black object came out of the pine wind, the black air range of the person suddenly increased, and instantly became like a small mountain, and suddenly pressed down on the phoenix and the other two.

Seeing this, the music changed and became simple and thick again, but this time it was not so easy to block it. The person above the Songfeng smiled grimly, and the small mountain peak broke through the music net and pressed down on the two of them with a thousand pounds.

Ding Luan Feng Xiao looked extremely solemn. The couple looked at each other, stopped playing, and threw out the piano and flute in their hands. However, they saw that the two magic weapons themselves had extremely deep spiritual energy. Under the support of their spiritual energy, a dazzling light suddenly burst out.

Qin Xi felt it was extremely dazzling and couldn't help but reach out to block the light of inspiration.

This is not the first time he has seen a Nascent Soul cultivator fighting. There is a master of Nascent Soul with extraordinary strength. His vision is already high, but when he sees these people fighting, he still feels unable to look at them. The Nascent Soul stage is the Nascent Soul stage. Although he is only one step away from Nascent Soul, his strength is not much different. If he has already formed a baby now, even if he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he will never be able to fight back against these people.

The man Songfeng and Ding Luanfeng Xiao and his wife fought fiercely, but there was a silent Taoist Ji next to him.

Taoist Ji looks only in his early twenties and is very pretty. It is rumored that he is often regarded as a qi-refining disciple who is ignorant of the world. But if he starts, he will be cruel and will not be as cruel as Master Songfeng. Over the years, I don’t know how many cultivators with no eyes are deceived by his harmless appearance and die in his hands.

In the spiritual light of the battle between Songfeng and Ding Luanfeng Xiao and his wife, Qin Xi could no longer see their movements, but he knew that it was the best time, so he quietly took out a jade talisman from the Qiankun bag, and with his fingertips, the jade talisman ignited a fire, and soared into the sky under the cover of the spiritual light.

Fortunately, this time it was finally sent out successfully.

The jade talisman disappeared in the sky, and the battle suddenly stopped. The demonic energy on the man from Songfeng stopped and he snorted coldly: "Qin Shoujing, what are you doing?!"

Qin Xi smiled slightly, and he knew that although he had not dealt with him now, the old man would never let him go easily.

"It's nothing. I just informed my master. There's fun here to see."

Master Songfeng didn't make a sound for a while, but the black air on his body kept surging, as if it was brewing, and he might attack Qin Xi the next moment.

He focused on Qin Xi, and the three Nascent Soul cultivators would not miss this opportunity. Ding Luan shouted, holding the piano in one hand and holding the strings in the other hand, and suddenly pulled and loosened the strings. The strings suddenly made a "controversial" buzzing, and the spiritual sound suddenly dispersed. Feng Xiao turned his fingers and held the Yu Xiao, but he leaned to his lips and started to blew it freely.

The couple, one attacking and one defense, one tight and one loose, cooperated perfectly. Even Master Songfeng was known as the number one cultivator in the sky, he did not dare to underestimate him. He saw that the black aura on his body became thicker and thicker, as if ink was dripping, and suddenly spread out.

The black aura in the body of Songfeng is known as the aura of the Yuan Demon. If the aura of the Yuan Demon dances, it will be like a storm of thunder and stunning power. The aura of the Yuan Demon is sprinkled with reality, and it gathers into a long sword, and is about to slash hard at the Luanfeng couple.

But in an instant, the black long sword suddenly turned in a direction and chopped it back to the right.

"Ah—" A scream was Taoist Ji, who had just quietly sneaked behind Master Songfeng.

When Qin Xi heard the cry of Taoist Ji with his own ears, his first thought was that this person was really not a mute. Then he thought that Master Songfeng was worthy of the great monk of the Yuan Dynasty. He, as a bystander, could not see that he could use his tricks during the fight and attack the east and west.

"Hmph!" Master Songfeng snorted coldly, "Stinky Taoist, do you really think no one noticed it?"

Ji Daoren's beautiful and harmless face suddenly appeared vicious. He ignored the demonic sword that was sank into his shoulders. His hands suddenly bounced, and an extremely small thing rushed towards Songfeng. Songfeng was about to dodge, but the two were too close to him, so he didn't avoid it and was hit directly.

As soon as this thing was thrown on the Songfeng man, it immediately made a huge explosion sound.

"Ah!" This sound was from Master Songfeng.

This time, Taoist Chang Ji sneered. He grabbed the demonic sword that was slashing into his shoulders and threw it away. His voice was hoarse: "Old Songfeng, how does it feel to thunder in the sky?"

The Yuan Demonic energy on the person of Songfeng seems to be gathering and dispersing, and seems to be suffering from heavy injuries.

Ding Luanfeng Xiao glanced at each other and took action.

Seeing that Master Songfeng was about to bear the heavy blow from the three Nascent Soul monks, a black shadow flashed. Master Songfeng instantly left the place and appeared in the air. The black air gathered and solidified all over his body again.

"Ignorance child!" Master Songfeng snorted coldly, "I really thought I was hit by this and let you slaughter me?!"

He was floating in the air at this time, and the Yuan Demon's aura did not diminish halfway, and it seemed that he had never been injured at all.

The three Nascent Soul monks were all stunned, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Ji." Ding Luan whispered, "This is..."

Taoist Ji was also incredible, his expression changed on his face, staring at Songfeng Shangren and said, "Impossible, he is bluffing! The two fellow Taoists also know the power of the sky thunder. This old man was forced to take one. If he said it was okay, I would never believe it!"

Feng Xiao's face was gloomy for a while and said, "Fellow Daoist Ji said it well, Sister Luan, don't be deceived by him!"

Hearing his husband say this, Ding Luan lost his doubts, took back the piano and was ready to go.

At this moment, I suddenly saw several rays of light passing by the sky and coming here.

The people who came also flew from two directions in two groups.

"That's... Old Taoist Fuling!" Feng Xiao murmured as he looked at the group of people who were gradually becoming clear.

Ji Daoren's face darkened: "More than a hundred years ago, I had a bit of a marriage with this old Taoist, I'm afraid he will..."

Ding Luan Fengxiao was silent. The old Taoist Fuling should actually be called Fuling Sword Master, one of the Yuanying Sword Masters of the Ancient Sword Sect. He was originally from Taoism, so he has always dressed up as a Taoist priest in the secular world, and they all call him the old Taoist.

Although they all come from the seven major sects, they still have a little bit of affection for each other's friendship, but the benefits are ahead, so it's hard to say.

Another group of people flew closer at this time, and Daoren Ji frowned even more: "Qin Jinghe..."

Ding Luan, Feng Xiao and the other two looked at each other with a mysterious look. Logically speaking, Qin Jing and his relationship with them is quite good, but the problem is that the reason why they meet Master Song Feng is to compete for treasures. If the treasure is in front of them, who knows if they will forcefully rob them?

At this time, Feng Xiao glanced at Qin Xi next to him without a trace, and Ding Luan nodded secretly.

Feng Xiao suddenly moved and flashed to Qin Xi in an instant, and said with a smile: "Boy from the Qin family, please do us a favor!"

Although Qin Xi has always been very alert, Feng Xiao is a mid-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul. He had just summoned the Sanyang True Fire Sword, and Feng Xiao had already slapped the top of his head with a palm.

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