Chapter 1227 (1/2)

Xuanyin grabs Yan Qingyi. It's too late for others to save people.

Tang Zheng and Jiutian Xuannv are not in a hurry to rescue. They can definitely avoid her attack.

Sure enough, Yanqing's clothes are dangerous, and she escapes from Xuanyin's hands, which makes her empty.

Xuanyin stumbled at his feet, almost fell down and was in a state of embarrassment. He stared at Yanqing's clothes, who had retreated for several steps in surprise and anger, and asked, ”how did you do it?”

Just after asking, she has rushed out again. This time, she must catch Yan Qingyi.

This struggle did not pay off, in addition, no one else to stop her, which made her very puzzled.

Shouldn't Tang Zheng and Jiutian Xuannv stop her?

Otherwise, after Yanqing clothes fall into her hands, will he not tie his hands and feet again?

Before she could figure out the problem, she found that her big hand had grabbed another empty one, and Yanqing was standing on the side, looking at her quietly.

The eyes seemed to be looking at a fool, full of banter and ridicule.

Xuanyin's heart thumped, and a kind of ominous premonition floated up. It was no fluke that the other side could escape from his hands twice.

That means she's not as simple as she looks.

What to do?

Xuanyin's heart was burning, and both attacks failed. It's a fool's dream to catch Yan Qingyi again.

Sure enough, the reality confirmed her conjecture, nine days Xuannv swished up.

Tang Zheng joins Fang's poems and tightly hugs her waist, and says with lingering fear, ”you are OK, you are OK.”

Looking at the thin blood line on her neck, he grinned painfully.

Looking at his appearance, Fang Shishi was dumbfounded: ”don't worry about me. It's just skin injury. I'm ok.”

Although knowing that this sentence is true, Tang Zheng said to himself, ”it's my fault that I didn't protect you.”

Fang Shishi shook his head and said, ”it's not your fault. No one would have expected this.”

Hearing this, Tang Zheng felt as if he were still pressing a huge stone, protecting Fang's poems behind him and staring at Xuanyin fiercely.

Nine days Xuannv has rushed to Xuanyin. Xuanyin has no choice but to face the enemy in a hurry.

Bang bang bang!

On the sea, the two figures are erratic, fighting fiercely.

Xuanyin has just recovered, and has been hit twice in a row. Its strength has been consumed. How could it be the opponent of Jiutian Xuannv.

Mountains and rivers rose in the wind, completely shrouded in Xuanyin's head, wind and rain, lightning, unexpected.

Xuanyin screamed, the yellow light in his hand flashed, and a bell flew up.

There is a gap in the middle of the bell, which is the trace left by the battle with Tang Zheng at the beginning. The bell was originally a holy weapon, so its power was greatly reduced.

Xuanyin has no time to repair the bell. At the critical moment of life and death, the only way to use the bell is to use it again.

Jingling bell!

The bell rang suddenly, and the devil's voice spread like a water wave in all directions. In an instant, several people were affected.

Tang Zheng fights with Xuanyin several times, and has figured out her routine, so he quickly reminds: ”be careful, this evil voice is a spiritual attack, which can attack people's mind and spirit, and bewitch people.”

This reminder is like a rush to the top. When everyone's spirit shakes, his mind and spirit quickly converge, and the spirit of 12 points is played.

However, the magic sound is still all pervasive, quickly into the ears of all people, a few people suddenly Zheng, action has become a lot slower.

Xuanyin did not take advantage of the victory, but took advantage of the opponent's negligence, turned around and fled to the distance.

”Stop!” Nine days Xuannv's eyes were burning, and she firmly locked Xuanyin's back. With a little finger, the map of mountains and rivers and States quickly caught up with her.

Wind and rain lightning, unexpected, fierce attack straight to Xuanyin vest.

Jingling bell!

The sound of the devil became more and more intense. A yellow light rose from the sound of the bell and turned into a bell shape. It covered Xuanyin, and the attack of wind, rain and lightning fell on the mask.

Click!

The mask is crumbling and crumbling.

But Xuanyin, who was in it, was safe, and took this opportunity to escape for a long time.

Fortunately, it's on the sea. You can see the sky at a glance, and Xuanyin has no way to hide.

If she were in the mountains, she would have run away in this case.

Everyone knows that.

But it is also clear that if Xuanyin is allowed to escape for a long time, she can sink to the bottom of the sea and look for opportunities to escape.

The cultivator is not a fish. Although he can live temporarily on the sea floor, he can not live forever. After all, he needs to breathe.

Until the last resort, Xuanyin will not plunge into the sea.

The attack of magic sound is very fierce. Even Yan Qingyi frowns, apparently resisting it silently.

The strength she had shown before was daunting, but the magic sound still worked for her.Tang Zheng also found this, and instantly understood that the power of mental attack was beyond imagination. Xuanyin could avoid physical attack, but could not avoid such mental attack.

Seeing that Xuanyin is about to run away, Tang Zheng can't sit back and ignore, and admonishes: ”poetry, you pay attention to safety, I will deal with her.”

After all, he has rushed out.